Spirit of the Phoenix: 38. Ancestral System

After the birthday banquet, the little prince waited quietly for two days, only to hear that Da Sima challenged the sage in the court hall, saying that the prince was too young to be a high-ranking official, saying that someone was assassinated at the birthday banquet, and the prince panicked and uttered nonsense before the banquet Bi, fled in a hurry.

Da Sima was impassioned in the court, but he didn't mention the word witchcraft at all, as if the assassin with a knife appeared at the birthday banquet, and there had never been any incident of wounding people with a paper tube.

The emperor has always been most afraid of this kind of embarrassing situation, he clutched his heart and cried out in pain, and even alarmed the imperial doctor.

"My old injury is still unhealed, so Aiqing will cut the long story short. The prince is not yet married, so it is natural for him to behave inappropriately." The emperor panted to excuse the prince, "I am still a child, a child!"

Da Sima didn't even raise his eyelids, several courtiers had already seen the opportunity and stepped forward, spouting long speeches, slandering the prince as a coward as timid as a mouse.

"How is Aiqing treated?" The emperor frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

Da Sima raised his face, his tone was calm, and his expression was calm: "Your Highness is too young to be a big deal, and he is not yet married. How can he command the three hundred guards of the Eastern Palace?"

It was only then that the emperor realized the purpose of Da Sima's visit, and felt extremely bored, and replied listlessly: "The guard of the Eastern Palace was approved by the empress, and it has already been given to Rui'er, and nothing major happened. Will Da Sima Would it be too much of a fuss?"

Da Sima is still waiting to talk, but Zhongshuling Pei Junzhi stood up at this time, bowed and saluted: "According to the ancestral system, the East Palace should have three thousand guards. Now there are only three hundred people in place. It is already with the ancestors." The system does not match. The crown prince is young and inexperienced, so he should be taught by the great Sima slowly, but the ancestral system cannot be abolished again and again, and I hope the Holy One will learn from it.”

Da Sima's scorching gaze cast him, Pei Junzhi showed no signs of fear. Qingliu's party all agreed, and the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, saying repeatedly: "Aiqing's words are very reasonable! Rui'er is young and timid, so it's up to the great Sima to teach him a lot. In the future, the great Sima will also be invited to visit Palace, not only to visit the queen, but also to teach the prince!"

The emperor smoothed things over and felt very satisfied. Da Sima backed off with a cold snort, but for the first time never mentioned the prince's rudeness again.

For three consecutive days, the prince went to the Hanzhang Hall to pay his respects to the queen as usual, and he never showed his flaws.

Tai'an was curious, and asked: "Why are Da Sima and the queen so talkative? Could it be that the birthday banquet is over? Did you tell your father about witchcraft?"

The little prince shook his head.

Da Sima is no longer entangled with the guards of the East Palace, nor is he entangled with the birthday banquet, because in the eyes of Da Sima, he is no different from a dead person.

Having been in the palace for more than four years, he has finally come to the point where he has to meet Da Sima hand-to-hand.

The little prince gave a wry smile, and repeatedly found an old clothes in Shayuan, put it on his body, stuck the "Saint Ancestors" on his chest, and stepped into the emperor's Zhaoyang Palace again.

When the emperor saw him coming, he rubbed his hands at a loss, and said, "Rui'er, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the court, the Zhongshu Ling has already said that the guards of the Eastern Palace follow the ancestral system and cannot be abolished..."

The prince raised his face, the young man's face was determined, and there was already a layer of black and blue stubble on his chin: "Father, Da Sima wants to kill me. Can you... save me?"

The emperor was shocked when he heard the words, stood up in a panic and looked around, he was slightly relieved when he saw no one was around, and angrily reprimanded: "Ruier, why did you say such a thing! Be careful that walls have ears!"

The little prince knelt down with a plop, and slammed his forehead on the bluestone brick floor: "Father... On the day of the birthday party, I witnessed with my own eyes the great Sima and the warlocks of the rivers and lakes, practicing witchcraft. I can't stand it at a young age." I was so angry that I exposed this matter and caused Da Sima to hold grudges. If it weren't for Donggong leading the guards to swear to protect the master to the death, I almost didn't make it back to Donggong alive!"

The crown prince did not raise his head for a long time, and the emperor also paused for a long time before slowly saying in a low voice: "Ruier, what did daddy tell you the day you entered the palace? People see that you are not stupid, why can't you stand it after more than four years?"

"How old are you and I? How old is he, Chen Keling? After a few years, he no longer has the energy to compete with you and me. Could it be that his Chen family really understands magic and can live like this forever?" The emperor's voice was tired and soft. Cold, "When Chen Keling dies, what hatred can't be settled?"

The crown prince raised his head, revealing his old clothes with a yellow collar: "Daddy waited because daddy is the emperor, and the emperor is irreplaceable. And the son is the prince... The prince who is not right and wrong will always be there A replaceable crown prince."

The little prince smiled wryly: "I'm afraid that the day the empress is born will be the day when the minister will die."

The emperor did not speak, his eyes fell on the old linen clothes on the crown prince, his expression was a little dazed: "...this dress was made for me by your mother. Now it fits you well."

He came back to his senses and waved his hands again, as if he was tired: "Don't mention this again. It is unknown whether the queen has a son or a daughter..."

The prince gritted his teeth, straightened his body, and looked deeply at the emperor: "The harem has been bathed in holy favors recently. Children will be born!"

The emperor was furious, his face flushed red, and he slapped the little prince's face with his right palm: "Nizi! How can you talk about Daddy's harem affairs?"