Chapter 359: Saving one

The Prince of Zhong showed a look of difficulty and couldn't help but look at Wei Wubing.

"Wei Lao, this Prince's heart is very chaotic."

"Your Highness, don't be chaotic; just do as Prime Minister Yu says." Wei Wubing's voice seemed to have magic, soothing the Prince of Zhong's restless emotions and making the other party return to calm.

"This Prince listens to Wei Lao. However, in this way, Prime Minister Yu will be wronged."

Yu Zhaoan waved his hand indifferently, "Your Highness, don't be polite. This official's Prime Minister's belly can hold a boat; I can bear praise and I can also suffer grievances. It is Your Highness who must not be half-hearted!"

The Prince of Zhong was a bit embarrassed by what he said, "Prime Minister Yu, rest assured, this Prince will definitely do as you say and will never go back on his word halfway."

"That is very good! Official business is busy, and the Brocade Uniform Guard side might be going crazy. This official will take his leave first! Your Highness, please stay; this official knows the way out."

Yu Zhaoan was like a gust of wind; when he came, it was like a storm, and when he left, it was like a willful autumn wind.

As soon as he left, the hall became quiet.

The Prince of Zhong stood by the window, with his back to Wei Wubing, "Wei Lao, can I trust him?"

"Whether Prime Minister Yu is worthy of trust is not important. What is important is that the idea he gave Your Highness is very useful."

"Why does he want to help me?"

The Prince of Zhong turned his head, showing a look of doubt, "I don't believe his words. For no reason, he first impeached me, and then immediately ran over to show favor; his words and actions are too abnormal."

"But what he said is indeed very reasonable. At His Majesty's place, sooner or later, he will make things difficult for Your Highness because of the Prince of Chu's rebellion." Wei Wubing's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't want to act as the Prince of Zhong's strategist.

Hearing this, the Prince of Zhong could only smile bitterly, "If Father Emperor really wants to take my life, what should I do?"

Wei Wubing's eyes, which were half-closed, suddenly opened, "Your Highness, rest assured, with this old servant here, no one can take your life."

"But that is Father Emperor."

"His Majesty won't do either."

"Once the Imperial edict is issued..."

"So what? This old servant promised the Empress that I would definitely keep you safe, and this old servant keeps his word."

The Prince of Zhong showed a look of sorrow, but in his heart he was thinking: Why only keep me safe, why not do a little more? When the military coup deposed the Crown Prince, if you had been willing to stand out, Father Emperor might have withdrawn his order. Why did you watch me being deposed without reaching out to help? How cruel!

As a deposed Crown Prince, what is the use of being safe?

What he wants is the status of Crown Prince, what he wants is power. With these, safety is just an attachment.

"Thank you, Wei Lao! With you here, I can sleep peacefully at night."

Wei Wubing comforted him again, "Your Highness, set your heart at ease; with this old servant here, no one can hurt you."

"I know!"

His Highness the Prince of Zhong still stood by the window, blowing the dry, hot wind. He didn't know when Wei Wubing left; the other party always came without a shadow and left without a trace, whoosh, the person appeared, whoosh, the person disappeared. It was like an immortal in a storybook.

He had asked before if a Grandmaster could be called an immortal.

Wei Wubing told him that a mere Grandmaster wasn't even fit to carry an immortal's shoes. A mere Grandmaster, with a lifespan of three hundred years, only lived a little longer than ordinary people.

The Prince of Zhong, however, clicked his tongue secretly.

Three hundred years of lifespan is still considered short.

If Father Emperor could have three hundred years of lifespan, just thinking about it made people shudder.

Is there a three-hundred-year-old Crown Prince in the world?

Fortunately, fortunately, God is fair. The Song family's mountains and rivers, the Imperial clan, although they have martial veins and martial arts talent, due to the upper limit of talent, the highest cultivation recorded so far is only the Ninth Rank.

On the contrary, the eunuchs in the palace have recorded several Grandmasters, all of whom are sharp weapons for the Imperial Court to suppress the Jianghu sects.

"Your Highness, do you want to rest?"

Eunuch Li, the attendant, came to his side.

Eunuch Li is the Prince of Zhong's number one confidant, having served by his side since he was a child.

Bang!

The window lattice shattered!

The Prince of Zhong lowered his head to look at the wood fragments in his hand, showing a look of mockery, "Yu Zhaoan has such great guts, treating me like a monkey. One by one, they all treat me like a phoenix that has fallen into the water and is not as good as a chicken; everyone wants to come and step on me."

"Your Highness, calm your anger, you hurt your hand."

"What is this little injury? Compared to the humiliation this Prince has suffered in the past half year, this injury is not worth mentioning. Tell me, what is Yu Zhaoan's purpose?"

"This servant is dull and cannot guess Prime Minister Yu's thoughts. Does Your Highness want to impeach Prime Minister Yu according to the plan?"

"Of course I want to impeach him; not only do I want to impeach him, but I also want to enter the palace to complain with great fanfare." The Prince of Zhong lowered his head and chuckled, as if he had thought of something interesting, "This is the path he arranged for me; I must perform this play well and not live up to Prime Minister Yu's 'good intentions'!"

He bit the words "good intentions" heavily. It was clear that the Prince of Zhong didn't believe at all that Yu Zhaoan was truly full of goodwill toward him.

"It's just a pity that Wei Lao is unwilling to stand up for me, only willing to keep me safe. He is unwilling to do anything else."

The Prince of Zhong's tone was full of dissatisfaction and resentment.

Eunuch Li looked around and reminded him carefully: "Your Highness, be careful with your words. Eunuch Wei is everywhere."

"What is there to fear! He promised the Empress, so he won't break his word."

The Prince of Zhong snorted coldly, kicked over the footstool, and his heart was full of gloom.

"I have already made a mistake once; this time I must not make a mistake. Prepare the brush and ink; I want to submit a memorial to impeach this treacherous villain Yu Zhaoan right now."

While the Prince of Zhong was busy, the Brocade Uniform Guard was not idle either.

Xiao Jincheng entered the palace to see the Emperor in person and was soon granted an audience.

"... This humble official is incompetent; I only heard the Prince of Zhong arguing with Prime Minister Yu, insulting Prime Minister Yu as a shameless villain. Prime Minister Yu didn't seem to care about the Prince of Zhong's attitude. Immediately after, Eunuch Wei appeared; this humble official didn't dare to listen anymore and had to leave before Eunuch Wei took action. This humble official failed to complete the task entrusted by Your Majesty; this humble official deserves death!"

Xiao Jincheng knelt honestly in the center of the main hall of the Taiji Palace, his head buried.

The old Emperor dropped the whisk in his hand and stood up; Qiu Defu hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"You said that old fellow Wei Wubing went to the Prince of Zhong's mansion?"

"Exactly. Just when the Prince of Zhong was driving away Prime Minister Yu, Eunuch Wei suddenly appeared. This humble official's cultivation is low, so I had to leave."

"I don't blame you. He is a Grandmaster after all!" After the old Emperor finished speaking, as if he remembered something, he laughed out loud. It was just that the laughter was too treacherous, making people shudder.

Xiao Jincheng didn't dare to raise his head; the old Emperor was fickle, and as the old Emperor's dog, the old Emperor only needed one sentence to kill him, without needing to go through the Political Affairs Hall, without needing a joint trial by the three judicial offices, and without needing a formal execution; he would just be killed.

"The Third Prince is blessed; Wei Wubing values his promises and will protect the Third Prince to the death, even at the cost of falling out with me. This old fellow."

Speaking of the words "old fellow," it was truly hateful, annoying, and dependent.

Qiu Defu lowered his head, not daring to say a word. He glanced at Xiao Jincheng, who was still kneeling, and waved his hand, signaling the other party to leave quickly. Don't stand on the ground, otherwise, he would become cannon fodder.

Xiao Jincheng received the hint, felt grateful, and without waiting for the old Emperor's permission, quietly retreated from the main hall.

Bang!

Just as he left the main hall, he heard a deafening sound of impact from inside; it must have been overturning some object or decoration again.

Xiao Jincheng didn't dare to think or guess too much, and left the place of right and wrong rapidly; saving his life was paramount. ===== CHAPTER 360 =====