Chapter 386: An easy-to-manipulate puppet

"Yes!"

Yuwen Yong's heart tightened suddenly, and then he immediately echoed the words, his body leaning forward slightly, his tone becoming increasingly respectful: "The country cannot be without a monarch for a day, the Emperor has no heirs, we should choose a virtuous person from the Taizu bloodline to succeed to the throne as soon as possible, and then be assisted by the two brothers..."

Saying this, a look of worrying about the country and the people had already condensed on his face, his voice carrying just the right amount of earnestness.

He paused, his gaze swept over the two, deliberately lowering his posture even more: "My Great Zhou will definitely be prosperous day by day!"

Immediately, he also bowed, his eyes full of "conviction".

Yuwen Yong didn't know the intentions of these two, anyway, following what they said and flattering without a bottom line was the right thing to do...

"Correct!"

Yuwen Hu nodded slowly, tapped his fingertips on the edge of the tea bowl twice, his tone carrying a bit of certainty.

As soon as the words fell, the conversation turned sharply, his body leaned forward slightly, his gaze locked on Yuwen Yong like a torch, and he smiled: "I don't know if A-Yong, this virtuous person, is willing to take on this heavy burden?"

Hearing this, the tea bowl in Yuwen Yong's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

Celadon fragments mixed with warm tea splashed all over the floor.

He froze in place, his pupils dilated suddenly, the respect on his face faded completely, leaving only the panic that could not be concealed, and even his breathing lost its rhythm.

"Wh... what?!"

Yuwen Yong looked at Yuwen Hu in a daze, his Adam's apple rolled several times before making a sound, his tone full of incredulous panic: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

At that moment, Yuwen Yong simply couldn't believe his ears...

He knew that these two must have come for a big matter, but he never expected that they would want to make him Emperor?!

Yuwen Hu's gaze landed on Yuwen Yong's stiff figure, his fingertips still slowly rubbing the edge of the tea bowl, taking in all the shock and panic in his eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly chuckled, the laughter was extremely light, but like a stone thrown into still water, breaking the stagnation of the front hall.

He leaned his body back, the back of the chair made a light sound, but his tone carried unquestionable certainty. When he spoke again, every word clearly fell into Yuwen Yong's ears: "Is A-Yong willing to carry the burden of Great Zhou on your shoulders?"

"Become the new monarch of our Great Zhou!"

Yuwen Yong bounced up from the chair abruptly, his knees hitting the corner of the table without even noticing, his hands tightly clasped and pressed against his chest, his body trembling slightly, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, his tone full of fear and trepidation: "What virtue or ability do I have, how dare I covet the position of the Nine-Five!"

Regardless of whether Yuwen Hu was sincere or testing, such things must be declined...

If you show even a trace of being moved, it is easy to bring about a disaster of death!

Yuwen Hu walked slowly to Yuwen Yong, his palm's force steady but gentle, steadying his slightly trembling hands, and said solemnly: "The two of us and important ministers in the court like Old Pillar of State Yu have discussed it, and unanimously believe that it is most appropriate for you, A-Yong, to inherit the throne!"

Yuwen Yong's hands were still frozen in mid-air, his fingertips remaining with the temperature of Yuwen Hu's palm, but his voice couldn't stop trembling, even his shoulders shaking slightly: "But... but I am shallow in talent and learning, and my virtue is thin..."

He retreated half a step, bowed again, his head lowered even lower, his tone full of earnest refusal: "It is really difficult to take on such a heavy responsibility!"

Speaking to the end, his voice already carried a bit of urgency, and his hands clasped again: "I beg the two brothers to choose another virtuous person with the public ministers in the court!"

Everyone says it's good to be Emperor, and it is indeed good...

But the Great Zhou throne is a hot potato. Even if it were really given, Yuwen Yong wouldn't want to sit on it...

Rather than being surrounded by tiger and wolf powerful ministers, it is better to be a carefree idle prince, at least you don't have to be frightened all day, and then die inexplicably...

Yuwen Hu stepped forward, pressed his hand on Yuwen Yong's shoulder, the steady force in his palm steadying his slightly trembling body, then patted his shoulder lightly, his tone carrying a bit of unquestionable certainty: "A-Yong, you are belittling yourself!"

He paused, his gaze swept over Yuwen Yong's tense back, and added: "You are the bloodline of Taizu Gao Emperor, and you are honest and kind, don't like luxury, have read extensively, know propriety, know how to advance and retreat, is there anyone more suitable than you?"

Actually, when he sent A-Yan to send Yuwen Yan on his way, he, Yuwen Hu, made a mistake...

He should have placed the restless young Emperor under house arrest first, and killed him after he had heirs!

At that time, he could support a young child as monarch, which would be safer and easier to control the court...

Far safer and more worry-free than going to support those Taizu descendants who have their own thoughts.

"Yes!"

Yuwen Heng also stood up, smoothed the hem of his robe, stepped forward two steps, and echoed: "The public ministers in the court all unanimously approve of you, A-Yong, don't decline!"

"In terms of bloodline and character, which of the Taizu bloodlines in the capital can compare to you?"

Of course, these are just polite words...

The reason why the brothers chose Yuwen Yong was just because they valued his relatively soft character, lack of edge, ability to endure, and better control.

At the same time, he is young and has no party power...

Yuwen Yong straightened up abruptly, his face full of anxiety, and even his voice was more urgent than before: "I beg the two brothers to take back the order!"

Then, he took a step back, clasped his fists again, and said in a deep voice with reason: "I am neither legitimate nor eldest. Even if I were to be established, according to the order of seniority, it should be the eldest brother!"

The eldest brother he spoke of was Taizu's eldest son by a concubine, the eldest brother by a concubine of him and Yuwen Yan, Yuwen Huan!

And he, Yuwen Yong, is a son by a concubine and the fourth, so how could it be his turn?

No way, he could only push the eldest brother out to take the blame...

Yuwen Hu shook his head slowly, his gaze falling on the swaying lanterns under the corridor outside the hall, his tone adding a bit of thought-provoking regret, saying: "A-Yong doesn't know, A-Huan is now lying on the bed, suffering from a serious illness, and his life is not long, so it is difficult to take on this heavy responsibility..."

He paused and emphasized: "Only you are the most suitable!"

As for Taizu's eldest son by a concubine, Yuwen Huan, he had never even entered the consideration list of the Yuwen Hu brothers...

Because he is Dugu Zhao's son-in-law!

Therefore, while toppling the two great Pillar States, he was poisoned early on...

Let him neither die nor live, avoiding this hidden danger!

Yuwen Yong's body swayed violently, the anxiety in his eyes was instantly replaced by shock, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled several times before squeezing out a difficult sentence: "The eldest brother is actually sick to this point?!"

He knew his eldest brother by a concubine was sick, but he didn't expect him to be so seriously ill...

The best shield and excuse directly failed.

Yuwen Hu moved forward half a step, his voice lowered, but carrying the weight of hitting the heart: "A-Yong, you don't want to watch the vast country left by your uncle fall into turmoil, right?"

"Yes! This position must be you!" Yuwen Heng also echoed immediately.

What must be me, isn't it just that they think I'm easy to handle?... Yuwen Yong heard this, sneered in his heart, his hand at his side clenched quietly, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, but he forcibly made his voice tremble: "I... this... I am terrified!"

Saying this, when he raised his head, his eye sockets were already red, a layer of water light condensed in his eyes, and his appearance looked both terrified and at a loss.

How could Yuwen Yong not see through the reasons why these two insidious cousins chose him?

Nothing more than being easier to control than Yuwen Yan!

But at this moment, he could only try his best to pretend...

Yuwen Hu stretched out his right hand, his palm landing steadily on Yuwen Yong's right shoulder, his fingertips pressing with unquestionable force, steadying his slightly trembling shoulders.

His gaze fell, looking at the messy hair on the Lu Wang's forehead and his red eye sockets, his tone faded from the previous oppression, adding a bit of steady comfort: "Brother believes you can do well!"

"Will not fail Taizu and the late Emperor!"

Yuwen Yong, who couldn't refuse, had his brain running at high speed, thinking about countermeasures, the panic in his eyes faded a bit, and he said in a deep voice: "If the two brothers and the public ministers insist that I be this Emperor..."

"Then you must promise me one condition!"

Yuwen Hu's hand on Yuwen Yong's shoulder stiffened slightly, then slowly withdrew, his fingertips curling imperceptibly at his side.

The gentleness in his eyes faded instantly, replaced by a bit of sharp vigilance, and he asked: "What condition?"

Yuwen Heng looked Yuwen Yong up and down, waiting for how he would open his mouth like a lion...

Yuwen Yong pondered for a moment, spoke with difficulty, his posture more earnest than before: "It is... it is that I know how much I weigh..."

He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding a bit of calculation in his eyes, leaving only just the right amount of humility: "There is a strong Qi in the east and Xiao Liang in the south. I cannot deal with it. I beg the two brothers to assist me in governing the world!"

That tone and appearance, it was as if he couldn't do it without them!

"Hahahaha!"

After hearing this, Yuwen Hu was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had misunderstood this cousin, then the vigilance in his eyes melted like ice and snow, and he couldn't help but look up and let out a hearty laugh, his robe swaying slightly with the laughter: "Since A-Yong has said it to this point, as a brother, how can I refuse and stand by?"

"I will definitely do my best to serve!"

Yuwen Heng also nodded in agreement.

A grateful smile piled up on Yuwen Yong's face, his hands still maintaining the posture of clasping fists, his tone full of respect: "Sorry to trouble you, brother!"

Immediately, a bit of lively flattery added to the humility in his eyes, he hurried forward half a step, while reaching out to guide Yuwen Hu and Yuwen Heng to the main seat in the hall, while saying warmly: "It's this time, I think the two brothers haven't had dinner yet?"

"Must give me a chance to entertain you well..."

"The three of us brothers, let's not return until we are drunk tonight!"

As the words fell, he gave a look to the butler waiting outside the door. The butler immediately understood and bowed to retreat to arrange the banquet.

And Yuwen Yong still smiled and guided the two, his eyes full of diligence, and even his tone of speaking was three points softer than before, for fear of neglecting these two "pillars of support". ===== CHAPTER 387 =====