So what happens after getting rid of Prince Ning
Everyone in the palace does not know that Prince Ning has always been a clear-cut leader. He advocates active preparation for war and has obviously been planning for many years. Now the entire court is leaning towards Prince Ning. This is obviously not a day's work. It can be seen that Prince Ning has been low-key and respectful on the surface over the years, but in fact he has never been idle. This has obviously offended his father, but looking at the current situation, it is impossible for his father to attack Prince Ning.
So does the father want to get rid of Prince Ning with his own hands
So, what if he really followed his father's wishes and got rid of Prince Ning
Will his father really make him his heir apparent? Or is he just a pawn in his father's hands
But when my father is so old and sick, why do he still cling to power
Isn't Prince Ning his flesh and blood
Besides, if he really got rid of Prince Ning, wouldn't he be criticized by thousands of people
Then, can he, the so-called Prince Hui, really be established as the crown prince
So what exactly is the father's intention
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The more Lu Zhicheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. It was clearly spring in April, but he seemed to be in the cold winter.
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Hall of Supreme Harmony.
While Lu Mingwei was stirring the rock sugar stewed snow clams in the bowl, he asked Zhao Ruhai: "The new snow clams that arrived this year?"
"Yes," Zhao Ruhai bowed and said, "The snow clams that arrived just three days before Beidi were needed to nourish the body, so the imperial kitchen hurriedly used them."
"It tastes good," Lu Mingwei threw the bowl on the table, took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, sighing softly, "I remember that Concubine Li used to like eating snow clams the most."
Zhao Ruhai was startled. This was the first time Lu Mingwei mentioned it since Concubine Li was imprisoned. He observed Lu Mingwei's expression, and then whispered in agreement: "Yes, Concubine Li loves to eat snow clams. In previous years, Long Live Lord would always send a few kilograms of newly arrived snow clams to Yuqing Palace."
"Since Concubine Li likes to eat, let's send some to her." Lu Mingwei said calmly.
Zhao Ruhai was startled, then bowed and said: "Yes, I will send it to Yuqing Palace right now."
"Go again in the evening," Lu Mingwei said slowly, taking off a jade pendant from his waist and placing it on the table, he said, "Give the jade pendant to Concubine Li as well."
"Yes, I obey." Zhao Ruhai carefully put away the jade pendant.
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The third day of April in the 28th year of Jiasheng
Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi went to Zhenshui Villa to stay for a while.
As soon as the carriage stopped at the entrance of Zhenshui Villa, Mu Nanzhi jumped out in a hurry and said to Lu Zhishan behind him: "Cousin, hurry up. Let's change clothes and go to Xiahe Village. We'll go to the main office in the afternoon. It’s not good.”
According to Dali custom, sacrifices are always held in the morning.
"Okay," Lu Zhishan also got out of the carriage, catching up with Mu Nanzhi in three or two steps and holding her, "walk well and don't bump around."
"This courtyard is perfect for the occasion." The two of them entered the courtyard hand in hand. The lanterns on the covered bridge were taken down and replaced by a row of green willows. The breeze was gentle and the willow branches were swaying lightly. It was very graceful. Mu Nanzhi stretched out his hand and folded a wicker stick and dangled it in his hand. He smiled and said to the man, "Cousin, I suddenly became very interested in poetry."
Lu Zhishan was a little curious: "Oh? Nanny, please tell me."