Jianwu forty-one years.

summer.

Changting Hall of the East Palace.

The four ice mirrors exude cold air, making the hot summer as cool as autumn.

Prince Zhao Xin and Su Mingyuan sat opposite each other, playing black and white against each other. A big dragon had been formed on the scene, and white had all the advantages.

"Su Qing's chess skills have declined!"

In normal chess games, Xin Zhao loses more than he wins, and even if he wins, he only has three or five pieces.

I won a big victory today, so I look elated.

"Until the last step, winning or losing is uncertain."

Su Mingyuan picked up the sunspots, landed on the heart of the big dragon on the chessboard, and broke it into two pieces. The originally scattered sunspots connected into a network, and the outcome was instantly reversed.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xin Zhao coughed a few times, stared at the chessboard and pondered for a long time, suppressed some new bad thoughts in his mind, and praised it sincerely.

"Su Qing's cleverness and wisdom are unmatched by anyone in this world!"

Now the prince really believes that Su Mingyuan is the most talented man in the north, because not only the people say so, but his father also says so.

Whatever the people of the world think is right, it is also wrong, and it is also wrong.

"Your Highness is so complimentary."

Su Mingyuan said with a smile: "I am just a middle-aged person, but I have some insights into people's hearts, and that's why I have achieved today's achievements."

"Look at people's hearts..."

Xin Zhao murmured to himself: "Why don't Su Qing take a look and see how Gu feels?"

Su Mingyuan looked at the servants on the left and right: "Your Highness's heart is about the country, and no one else should know it."

Xin Zhao waved his hand: "Everyone, step back."

When all the chamberlains left the Changting Palace, Su Mingyuan said quietly: "His Royal Highness has a very simple heart. Is there a prince who has been there for forty years in this world?"

Wow!

Zhao Xin's face was full of horror. He shook his hand and knocked the chess jar to the ground: "Su Mingyuan, what are you talking about?"

"Right or wrong?"

Su Mingyuan picked up the scattered chess pieces one by one and recounted them leisurely.

"Your Highness, Queen Cui's two sons are in their prime..."

Xin Zhao glanced around and saw that the palace was empty, and said in a deep voice: "My father wants to balance the north and the south, so it is impossible to pass on the second and third eldest sons!"

Su Mingyuan said: "The fourth prince, sixth prince, and eighth prince... are all adults."

"What do you mean by this? Are you trying to trap me in disloyalty and unfilial piety?"

Xin Zhao scolded sternly, maybe he was weak, or he had a guilty conscience and lacked strength.

Su Mingyuan shook his head and said: "I am not asking His Highness to be unfaithful and unfilial, but to make preparations in advance to avoid turmoil in the country. This is true loyalty to the emperor and the country!"

"My father is the founding king of the country. Apart from waiting, what else can we prepare?"

Xin Zhao sighed helplessly, reason told him that he should drive Su Mingyuan out, but the desire in his heart was reluctant to let go, and there was no trust in the royal brothers.

The crown prince's position seemed secure, and everyone in the court and army supported him.

However, given the prestige of Emperor Jianwu, deposing the crown prince was just a matter of words, and the courtiers would compile countless reasons for His Majesty.

Su Mingyuan comforted him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has no intention of deposing the crown prince."

This sentence made Zhao Xin's fallen heart rise again, his eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but agree with what Su Mingyuan said.

"Father still values ​​​​the orphan."

"Your Highness is wrong."

Su Mingyuan shook his head: "Your Majesty does not change the crown prince because he does not want to pass the throne to anyone. In other words, it doesn't matter if he passes it to anyone, but it must be after Long Yu's death..."

Xin Zhao nodded slightly. This idea was in line with his character. When he became the emperor in the future, he would have to hold the power with his last breath before his death.

"So what should I do?"

"Your Majesty, as long as you take good care of your body, prolong your life, and live longer than your Majesty, you can ascend the throne!"

After Su Mingyuan finished speaking, Zhao Xin turned pale.

Emperor Jianwu was a famous martial arts genius in the south of the Yangtze River when he was young. He was able to kill generals and capture the flag during the southern and northern wars. Even though he was abandoned after he ascended the throne, his body and bones are still there, and he can still stay up all night to review memorials.

On the other hand, Xin Zhao had to be supported even from bed to night.

There were only three or five sentences before and after, his mind went up and down several times, and his thoughts were confused when he was frightened. Zhao Xin became more and more aware of Su Mingyuan and immediately asked for advice sincerely.

"Please Su Qing teach me!"

"There are imperial doctors in the East Palace, so it's not difficult to take good care of yourself."

Su Mingyuan pretended to be thoughtful, and after a moment he said: "The difficult thing is to extend life. I don't know much about this. Your Highness can seek advice from an expert in Buddhism and Taoism."

There are some things that he must do by himself before he can believe in them.

"I will send people to find a way to extend my life."

Xin Zhao stood up eagerly. He was now afraid of dying in front of his father.

This is not out of selfishness, but for the smooth inheritance of the throne and ensuring the stability of Daqian and Zuo!

…

The sun will not rise because of anyone, nor will it set because of anyone.

The days passed as usual.

It’s New Year’s Eve again.

Li Pingan made dumplings as usual and toasted two glasses to the moon. He felt a little lonely for no reason.

"Is it because you haven't experienced any murders in the past two years?"

After two consecutive years of stability, I felt a little uncomfortable and felt that life was dull and boring.

"Perhaps this is the normal life of ordinary people. Fighting and killing are just occasional adjustments..."

Li Ping'an had just eaten a few dumplings when he heard the door of the courtyard banging.

Zhigang's voice came: "Householder, Sa's family is here, open the door quickly."

"coming."

Li Ping'an opened the door and asked, "It's Chinese New Year, why did Master come to the capital?"

"The family is at home all over the world and has no fixed place. They celebrate the New Year wherever they go."

Zhigang was holding a cloth bag in his hand, which was round and looked like a watermelon: "There happened to be a thief near the capital. He beheaded him and came to stay with the layman for a few days."

Li Ping'an smiled and said, "You won't hold off on catching the sword this time, right?"

"The Sa family has registered with the Yamen, and the money they handed in is not bad, and the money will be paid out soon."

Zhigang snorted coldly: "Sometimes, if you don't make a scene, you won't know how fast these officials can do things!"

"Best regards, Master!"

Li Ping'an deeply agreed with this. The court believed that stability was very important, and harmony was also very important, so those who made trouble, especially those who could cause trouble, would enjoy all kinds of conveniences.

Generally speaking, if there is no trouble, there will be no solution. If there is a small trouble, the solution will be small. If there is a big trouble, the problem will be solved.

There was a farce in the capital last autumn. A widow who came from nowhere was crying with her children at the gate of the imperial censor, saying that she had abandoned her wife and children, and that she had abandoned her in the beginning and ended in chaos.

The Yamen wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner, so they pulled the widow and her daughter out of the city and buried them.

I don't know why it attracted a large number of people to watch. It happened to be the end of the autumn period, and it also attracted scholars who had finished the scientific examination.

The result was that the official position of the censor was suspended first, and then the Yamen found out the truth.

To this day, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net has not yet been able to tell whether it is true or false. The censor has retired and returned to his hometown.

Being able to cause trouble is such a magical ability!

Zhigang walked into the mortuary and found it empty without any corpses. He wondered: "Why is it so deserted? I haven't been here for two years. No one is dead in the winter in the capital?"

In a good year without disaster, about 40,000 to 50,000 people died in the capital, and about half of them were sent to the morgue.

There are about 200 to 300 people in one hundred and eight squares, most of them concentrated in winter.

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "They are basically sent to Andingfang. They pay a lot of money, and the body collectors have to support their families."

Zhigang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Can you tell me more specifically?"

Li Ping'an did not doubt that he was there, and told Master De about collecting the corpses. It had been about a year and a half ago, and about 20,000 to 30,000 corpses had been collected.

"This doesn't sound like the right way to go!"

Zhigang muttered in his heart, came to the courtyard and sat down, picked up dumplings and ate a dozen of them.

"Sajia has been to a lot of places in the past two years and has eaten flat food with various fillings... Well, the dumplings taste far worse than the Jushi ones!"

Li Ping'an lit a fire to boil water, boiled another large pot, sat down, opened the wine jar and poured a full bowl.

"First of all, respect Master, and thank you for saving your life."

Zhigang looks rough but has a delicate mind. He glanced at the trap on the wall and guessed everything.

"Did a thief fall in?"

"Master is right, the thief calls himself Huanghuashan..."

"From the layman's description, it should be Lu Chuang and Liu Guang. They are both fierce men who are accomplished in tempering their bones. They are nicknamed Liangzhou Shuangsha..."

The two talked while drinking. Li Ping'an talked about interesting things in Beijing, and Zhigang talked about the dangers of the world.

Until the zenith of the moon.

As soon as the child's time passed, it came to the forty-two years of Jianwu.