Long Live the Empress

Chapter 287 Impatient

The second prince bit his back teeth, said nothing, angrily threw his sleeves, and strode away.

Fan Changyue shook his head secretly. The second prince was good in every way except that he was too impatient and irritable!

Watching everyone leave, the fourth prince Wei Zilin had a calm face. He glanced at the dragon throne on the high seat casually, his eyes full of greed...

Although the Crown Prince has an orthodox status, he lacks ability. The Second Prince is too dependent on his grandfather and is not the best candidate. The Third Prince is romantic and unrestrained and does not want to take care of these political affairs. Only he, the Fourth Prince, is the most suitable candidate!

Not being valued by the emperor is not necessarily a bad thing! There is an old saying: The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

He is going to be the oriole!

As expected, as soon as the second prince returned to his bedroom, he lost his temper and smashed the ornaments on the table to pieces.

Fan Changyue did not stop him. After the Second Prince had finished venting, he said, "Second Prince, do you know why the Emperor only eats three meals a day? That's because as a ruler, you must first not show your emotions! Second Prince's behavior really disappoints this old minister!"

The Second Prince understood what Fan Changyue meant, closed his eyes and calmed himself, and said, "I understand what Grandfather meant! But... you saw it today, I am obviously Father's son, I have already knelt on the ground and begged him, but it is no match for Yan Liyuan's few words... Sometimes I really doubt that he is Father's son! All of us nominal princes were picked up!"

"Shut up!" Fan Changyue shouted, "Don't you see where you are? Is this how you, a prince, should speak?"

“Grandfather, I just can’t give up! No matter how hard I try, my father has never praised me!” As the second prince spoke, his eyes turned slightly red.

Seeing him like this, Fan Changyue softened his tone: "No matter how favored Yan Liyuan is, he is still a minister! Even if he is a prince, don't forget that he is a eunuch! In all dynasties, there has never been a eunuch who became an emperor? So, he is nothing to be afraid of!"

After hearing this, the second prince felt relieved. "But he is in a high position and has military power. If I ascend to a high position in the future, will he obey me?"

Fan Changyue stroked his beard and said after a moment of silence: "Second Prince, don't worry too much. Things have to be done step by step. Now we should solve the problem at hand first!"

When the matter was mentioned, the Second Prince felt upset. He slammed his fist on the table and said, "Please help me recruit talents! After the matter is done, I will not treat them unfairly!"

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The old emperor returned to the imperial study and pulled out a memorial from a pile of memorials, "Take it and burn it!"

The chief eunuch quickly took it and said, "I will go right away."

The old emperor picked up the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to review memorials. How could there be a trace of turbidity in his eyes, which were full of vicissitudes of life?

The eunuch's apprentice followed behind him and asked quietly, "What does the emperor mean by this? Why did he burn the memorial?"

The chief eunuch knocked his apprentice on the head with his whisk, "We are slaves, we will do whatever the master tells us to do! You must remember, don't try to find out what the master is thinking, otherwise you won't know how you died!"

The disciple quickly agreed and said casually, "But...isn't the Nine Thousand Years Old the same as us? Why is the Nine Thousand Years Old second to none and above ten thousand people?"

"How dare you! Kneel down!" The eunuch shouted angrily as if his tail had been stepped on: "Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to the Ninth Prince? Why did our family accept a disciple like you? Come on, drag him out and beat him to death! Otherwise, you will bring trouble to our family in the future! Humph!"

The apprentice quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Master! Please forgive me! I will never dare to say anything more in the future! Master!"

"Drag him away quickly! If the masters hear us, we'll all be dead! Drag him away quickly!" The chief eunuch commanded his men as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

These people usually call each other brothers, but once something happens, they are afraid of getting implicated, so they rush to drag people away and beat them to death.

"Remember, you should all say what you should say at any time, and don't say what you shouldn't say! And don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask! If our family finds out, he will be the same as you!"

"Yes, master..."

The chief eunuch walked to the incinerator and threw the memorial in his hand into it. The high temperature in the furnace curled up a corner of the memorial: Your servant Su Ke is requesting...