MTL - Jade Without Fragrance-Chapter 269 meet nephew

   Chapter 269 Uncle and Nephew Meet

   Emperor Tai'an was shocked by the news and dizzy before his eyes, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

  A handsome boy suddenly appeared in his mind.

   That was Qi Ming, his nephew and the eldest son of his elder brother, Emperor Pingle.

   Emperor Tai'an eased his mind and sat back slowly, his face barely returning to calm.

   Cheng Mao knew his interest and did not say a word, giving the emperor time to adjust his mood.

   After an unknown amount of time, a low, hoarse voice sounded: "Where is he?"

   This he, Yang Zhe naturally asked.

   As Emperor Tai'an spoke, the heavy and heart-pounding atmosphere was broken, Cheng Mao secretly relieved, and cupped his hands: "Report to the emperor, Qi—"

   In the end, he still decided to call him according to his identity: "Yang Xiuzhuan disguised himself as he prepared to leave the city, but was stopped in time by Wei Chen, who was also in Jinlinwei at this time."

   "Well done." Emperor Tai'an was absent-minded when he said this, and his whole mind was occupied by Yang Zhe's true identity.

   Another long silence followed, and Cheng Maoming carefully observed the emperor's face from the corner of his eye.

   "Go and bring him, I want to see him."

   Cheng Maoming took the decree and left, and escorted Yang Zhe to the palace.

   Tai'an Emperor sat on the dragon chair and looked at the young man who was bound by ropes and stood below. His heart was far from being as calm as he appeared on the face.

  The Golden Hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was passed down, and this top-ranking scholar, like a jade tree in the wind, entered his eyes. He regarded him as a minister of Anbang who could assist the new emperor in the future, and promised him with the princess. After being suspected of poisoning the prince, even if he proved his innocence, he would not tolerate it, but he tolerated it because he cherished his talents.

  Who would have thought that this young man who has won his favor is his nephew.

   "When you see me, don't you know how to salute?" Emperor Tai'an suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked lightly.

  Yang Zhe looked at the middle-aged man on the throne who had seen Bai Shuang on his temples, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly: "My nephew has seen the fourth uncle."

   "Fourth Uncle" and frankly admitted his identity.

   Emperor Tai'an looked at Yang Zhe, oh, no, it should be Qi Ming, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you really Qi Ming?"

  These two words from Emperor Tai'an's mouth made Qi Ming's curved lips straight.

   He thought many times about the scene after the uncle found out his identity.

The little prince who escaped from the capital under the protection of the guards was so terrified that in order to regain the throne for his father and regain his status as the heir, he would have liked the cold knife to slash his face every inch and turn him into someone else's. appearance.

   And he relied on his new identity and talent, and he was secretly taught by a great Confucian who fled with his father and emperor, and he successfully became a child born, a scholar, a judge, a tribute, and even a famous champion of the Zhou Dynasty.

   Then, he relied on the secret medicine to help King Wei get rid of the troubles of obesity, and successfully won the trust of King Wei, thus waiting for the opportunity to poison the new prince.

   This is something that those chess pieces that have been lurking in the capital for many years cannot do.

   He understood the suspicious temperament of the uncle, so he exchanged a big gamble to clear the suspicion and retreated.

  In the embarrassing situation of no heir in Dazhou, Beiqi and Yuliu were attacked by both internal and external troubles. As long as he was still the champion, he could still be close to the center of imperial power, and he would not worry about not having the opportunity to cooperate with his father and emperor to regain what should belong to them.

   At that time, how shocked the uncle, who was imprisoned, would know his true identity.

   All he thought about was success, but he never thought about the moment of failure.

   In other words, he didn’t want to think about failure.

   Only by dreaming of success can he have the strength to carry the weight in front of other people's faces.

  Is it a failure? I wonder what the uncle intends to do with him?

  Qi Ming looked at Emperor Tai'an with a complicated expression and nodded lightly: "It's me."

   Emperor Tai'an closed his eyes and held his breath in his chest: "Is it your father's idea to make you like this?"

   His elder brother, who is not good at being an emperor, is quite innovative in doing these tricks.

   "Isn't the fourth uncle who made me like this?" Qi Ming's tone was light, finally showing a trace of resentment.

   This dignified uncle also stroked his head when he was a child.

After a while of silence, Emperor Tai'an sighed: "Forget it, it's meaningless to say these things. Qi Ming, now that your identity has been revealed, you should understand the situation, and tell the secret work lurking in the capital and your father's hiding place, I will seal you as King, keep you safe in your life."

   These words are not coaxed by Emperor Tai'an. When treating different people, out of different considerations, they naturally have different disposal methods. It is far better to leave the old prince's life than to kill him.

"Not all those who have contact with my nephew have been discovered by the fourth uncle. As for the others, my nephew doesn't know." Qi Ming refused, looking at Emperor Tai'an with a sneer in his eyes, "If the fourth uncle doesn't believe it, then But give your nephew to Jin Linwei, they are not the most capable."

   When did he, the uncle with a city like the sea, know that the real person of Mingxin is far away and close in front of him?

  Thinking about it like this, I don't seem to be so depressed anymore.

   The corner of Cheng Maoming's mouth twitched as an invisible man.

   Uncle and nephew were having a good chat, but suddenly what was he doing with a little Jinlinwei commander?

Seeing that Emperor Tai'an did not intend to kill him, Qi Ming did not know why, but his always cold heart seemed to be on fire: "Fourth uncle should focus on foreign enemies instead of interrogating things that his nephew doesn't know about. Come on, I think the news of the prince's death should spread."

   "Shut up!" Emperor Tai'an was told to get angry, looked at Qi Ming's cold and clear face and calmed down again, "I ask you, was the death of Princess Lingque your handwriting?"

   The timing of killing Princess Lingque and framing Princess Yian was too coincidental, and his nephew just provoked the hearts of the two princesses.

   "It's just a matter of convenience." Qi Ming's tone was light, and the two princesses who had been engaged to him one after another seemed like passersby to him.

   "What a good one!" Tai'an Emperor sneered, "Qi Ming, have you thought about the consequences of killing Princess Yuliu?"

  Qi Ming fixedly looked at the angry emperor, sighed in his heart, but did not give in: "The consequence is your arsenic and my honey."

   "You—" Emperor Tai'an rushed to the top with anger, and swallowed what he wanted to say under the gaze of those half-smiling eyes.

   It doesn't make any sense to say more. From the moment he was replaced, for the elder brother's team, it is probably that they would rather have the things taken away to be destroyed by the hands of outsiders, rather than cheapen him.

   Emperor Tai'an waved his hand: "Take him down and take good care of him."

  Cheng Maoming walked to Qi Ming's side: "Qi... Young Master, let's go."

   Seeing Qi Ming walking to the door, Emperor Tai'an stared at his tall and straight back, and asked, "Qi Ming, if you succeed, do you think your father will leave you what he took back in the future?"

  Qi Ming paused and looked back at Emperor Tai'an.

   "Fourth uncle doesn't have to provoke our father-son relationship."

   he said, and strode out.

   (end of this chapter)