Chapter 25 A Big Name
The woman the prince had broken off the engagement with...
When Emperor Zhaocheng heard this, a trace of guilt and embarrassment flashed through his eyes subconsciously. It did not sound right for the woman the prince had broken off the engagement with to be married to Mu Cang.
But Yan Li was not someone else.
The emperor really wanted to find a good home for her, so the guilt was only fleeting. More importantly, it reminded him of the prince's bad deeds, and he could not help but feel a little annoyed: "Xiu Han really disappoints me."
Mu Cang remained silent and had no interest in talking about the prince.
"Mu Cang, it's rare to see you willing to consider a woman." Emperor Zhaocheng looked at Mu Cang, "But Yan Li is still young after all..."
"I will not touch her for the time being." ŴŴŴ.
Emperor Zhaocheng was speechless for a moment, "...Okay."
Although he didn't know why Mu Cang changed his mind so quickly, Yan Li did have protection after marrying him, and he didn't have to worry about him being bullied every day as the king of a country.
Although he still had some hesitations in his heart, since this was Yan Li's own choice and Mu Cang agreed, it seemed that there was nothing to worry about.
"Tomorrow I will ask the Imperial Observatory to pick an auspicious day, and we will do it next month." Emperor Zhaocheng said, and then he paused for a moment, "But there is one thing I want to ask for your opinion."
Mu Cang said indifferently: "What is it?"
"I have some ideas about the prince's breaking off the engagement." Emperor Zhaocheng showed a little mockery on his face, "Xiu Han is the queen's legitimate son, and he has always behaved properly in government affairs. The ministers praised him for his steady behavior, extraordinary demeanor, and the style of a king, but recently I found that he does not have much responsibility."
Mu Cang had no expression: "I will not interfere in the matter of the crown prince. The emperor can appoint whoever he thinks is suitable."
" I still hope you can give me some advice. "
Mu Cang said calmly: "Send all seven princes to the border army for training, and we will know who is the most suitable to be the crown prince."
Emperor Zhaocheng was speechless for a moment: "Does it mean that before becoming an emperor, you need to learn how to fight first?"
"It's not about letting them learn how to fight, but letting them go to the border to feel the hardship of the soldiers and see the suffering of the people at the border because of the war. Only when they become kings in the future will they have a heart for the world." Mu Cang's voice was as cold as snow, "Do you think those who have witnessed the suffering of the people and are indifferent can be a good king?"
Emperor Zhaocheng was silent.
He knew that Mu Cang was a military general with a cold temper and spoke directly, and never beat around the bush.
Going to the border to train is indeed a good training opportunity for the princes, but the princes are spoiled and used to living in a pile of brocade. How can they adapt to life at the border?
"It's definitely not possible for all seven princes to go together." Emperor Zhaocheng said, "How about you pick two?"
Mu Cang frowned slightly: "Your Majesty can ask their opinions when you have time to see if they are willing to go to the border. Voluntary is better than being forced."
Emperor Zhaocheng nodded, "You make sense."
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
Emperor Zhaocheng frowned: "You came to the palace in person just for the marriage?"
"Nothing else."
"Since you are here, don't leave in a hurry. I have something to talk to you about." Emperor Zhaocheng stepped into the palace, walked to the screen and sat on the dragon couch, and motioned Mu Cang to sit down as well, "There is something I have kept in my heart for a long time. It is a secret between me and Jiang Yi. I have never told anyone before. I want to share it with you today."
Mu Cang sat on the chair After sitting down, the palace servants served tea and left. Emperor Zhaocheng raised his hand to dismiss all the servants in the hall: "You all go out."
After everyone in the hall had left, Emperor Zhaocheng said: "Yan Li's biological mother is actually not dead, and she did not do anything to ruin the Jiang family. The reason why I tell you today is because you are willing to marry Yan Li and will become her backer in the future. I hope you can treat her well without any grudges."
Mu Cang's eyes deepened slightly: "Is Jiang Yi not dead?"
"Yes, not dead." Emperor Zhaocheng smiled bitterly, "It was my agreement with her to promise Yan Li to the prince. I promised to let Yan Li be the princess of Chu and the queen of Chu in the future. Unfortunately, this agreement was ruined by that rebellious son."
Mu Cang did not expect to hear such words, and kept silent.
"I was thinking that if the prince didn't want to marry, I would depose the crown prince and appoint another one. I would see which prince Yan Li wanted to marry, and then I would appoint that prince as the crown prince. I didn't expect that she didn't choose any prince, but chose you, the Ninth Prince." Emperor Zhaocheng raised his eyes and looked at Mu Cang, smiling helplessly, "I have to say that although she is young, she has a good eye for talent."
Mu Cang's voice was calm and calm: "Being a princess is more comfortable than being a queen."
Emperor Zhaocheng agreed with this statement. Mu Cang was cold and not interested in women. There were not so many messy people in the backyard, and Yan Li could live more comfortably after marrying.
And with Mu Cang's status, no matter which prince ascended the throne in the future, he would have to give him some face, and Yan Li would not have to be inferior to others. It was indeed much more comfortable than being a queen.
Emperor Zhaocheng drank a sip of tea, "Mu Cang, I'll tell you something."
Mu Cang looked at him expressionlessly.
"Yan Li is actually quite famous, you..." Emperor Zhaocheng considered his words carefully, trying to be as calm and composed as possible, "You must treat her well."
Not ordinary?
Mu Cang's eyebrows moved slightly, and a familiar figure in red appeared in his mind again. Thoughts surged in his deep pupils, and they were bottomless.