MTL - Hot Farmer’s Wife: Buying a Husband for the Farm

   Chapter 437 437 Accident

   "When the prince takes the throne, the Nangong family will be rehabilitated. At that time, the grandfather can also go into seclusion and follow us back to Dashi Village."

   Liu Wuji raised his glass in response.

   "I hope everything goes well."

   The next day.

  Emperor Yan, who disappeared for almost a month in the previous dynasty, finally appeared in the hall.

   Only then did the ministers realize that their emperor was described as withered, and it was difficult to even stand.

  Liu Wuji stood a little under the Dragon Chair of Emperor Yan, while the rest of the courtiers stood below.

   Wang Anyang and Lin Xiaoyue were also there.

   "Go to court" with Eunuch Hu.

   The servants knelt down, and Liu Wuji also bowed and saluted Emperor Yan.

   "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" the ministers shouted.

   "flat body." The weak Yan Emperor raised his hand. The voice of the speech is almost a little like a gossamer.

  The courtiers got up and couldn't help looking at each other, all worried about Emperor Yan's dragon body.

   Emperor Yan naturally noticed this situation, but his expression became more and more tired.

   "I'm coming to the court today, and I have two things to say." After that, he suppressed his exhaustion and looked at the courtiers.

  The courtiers immediately bowed and waited for Emperor Yan to speak.

   "The first is to popularize the classics of arithmetic."

   Emperor Yan said, his turbid eyes looked down.

   "Is the county chief of Anyang here?" He asked because he couldn't see the figure clearly.

   Everyone looked at Lin Xiaoyue.

   At the same time, he was even more worried about Emperor Yan's body.

   There was a woman from Anyang County in the hall, and the court clothes were very different from theirs. The emperor could not even see anyone.

   "Anyang is here." Lin Xiaoyue hurriedly stepped forward and surrendered to Emperor Yan.

   Emperor Yan heard the voice and looked in the direction of Lin Xiaoyue.

   But he found that his vision was still blurry, and he couldn't see what Lin Xiaoyue looked like.

   But this is not important, he only needs to make sure that the person next to him is the head of Anyang County.

   "The Book of Arithmetic was compiled by you."

   "I have asked several ministers and Confucian scholars to read and study it before, and found that this sutra is of great value and is indeed suitable for popularization."

   "A few days ago, I have ordered to promote this book in Dayan."

   "Now that you have entered Beijing to promote the Arithmetic Classic, I will hand it over to you."

   "From now on, I will designate you as a promotion ambassador to lead the promotion of Arithmetic Classics. The Ministry of Rites will assign people to cooperate with you."

   "Ensure that within the next year, arithmetic will be extended to the whole country."

   "Three years later, the imperial examinations will increase the content of the classics of arithmetic as appropriate. For my Dayan court, recruit talents." Emperor Yan said solemnly.

   As soon as these words came out, the hall was shocked.

   They knew that the emperor attached great importance to the classics of arithmetic, but they did not expect to attach such importance to it.

   Incorporating the content of the Sutra of Arithmetic into the imperial examination is really to regard the Sutra of Arithmetic as the classic of Dayan.

  Lin Xiaoyue was also a little surprised.

   But she didn't hesitate and quickly accepted the order.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

   Hearing Lin Xiaoyue's response, a smile finally rose on Emperor Yan's pale face.

   "Work hard! After three years, you will be famous in history." At the same time, he can also leave some good names in history.

   "Anyang, you will definitely live up to your mission!" Lin Xiaoyue saluted again.

She didn't think about    Qingshi's name, but Dayan had no choice but to run away.

   Today, with the words of Emperor Yan, even after the new emperor ascends the throne, the promotion of the Sutra of Arithmetic will not stop.

   As the head of Anyang County, even if she has no real power in her hands, her status is hard to shake.

   Emperor Yan nodded.

   Immediately, he looked back.

   "Where is King Anyang?" He said immediately. The tone was not as friendly as before, instead it was a little unhappy.

   "My son is here!" King Anyang trembled in his heart and quickly stood up.

   Emperor Yan then looked in the direction of King Anyang.

   "The second thing is about you." Emperor Yan said.

   King Anyang felt a moment of excitement in his heart.

  Is the father going to declare him the crown prince? He is about to enter the East Palace?

   But King Anyang waited for a long time, but did not wait for Emperor Yan to speak.

   was aware that something was wrong, and when he was about to look up, Emperor Yan finally opened his mouth again.

   "You are my eldest son. Now I am sick and need help."

   "In the next few days, you will move into the palace and take care of me personally."

   King Anyang was shocked.

  The expressions of the court officials also changed.

  This...the emperor let King Anyang enter the palace, just to recruit his sickness? Not for the establishment of the prince?

   "My son obeys the order!" King Anyang was in a trance for a moment. Although he was flustered, he quickly forced himself to calm down. Take it quickly.

  Waiting sick? Not Prince Li! Where is the problem?

   Emperor Yan snorted lightly when he heard King Anyang's reply.

   "Other things, you can tell the national teacher." Immediately, Emperor Yan said again.

   Eunuch Da Hu immediately stepped forward, supported Emperor Yan, and left.

  The hall was quiet.

   When Emperor Yan was far away, the noise started again.

   King Anyang only got up at this time, and beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

   He heard the soft hum from the father just now.

  Father, are you laughing at his wishful thinking?

   He has reached this stage of the field, yet he is still unwilling to make him a prince?

  Liu Wuji glanced at King Anyang with a complicated expression.

   "Silence." Immediately, he said.

  The hall was immediately quiet.

  Liu Wuji then continued to let the courtiers discuss matters.

The    court meeting lasted for half an hour before finally going to court.

   King Anyang had a stiff expression and followed the courtiers out, but was stopped by Liu Wuji.

   "Your Highness, stay."

   King Anyang stopped, turned his head in a dull manner, and met Liu Wuji's line of sight.

   Seeing the National Teacher frowning, King Anyang forced himself to cheer up.

   "National Teacher." He immediately cupped his hands and gave Liu Wuji a salute.

  Liu Wuji stepped forward and walked to the side of King Anyang.

   "Let's go together." Then he said.

   King Anyang responded and followed Liu Wuji.

   walked out of the Council Hall and walked on the wide avenue before Liu Wuji spoke again.

   "The emperor did not make the prince a crown prince, but asked the prince to enter the palace to serve the disease. The prince is very disappointed?"

   King Anyang was taken aback.

   glanced at Liu Wuji, but did not reply. be the default.

   "Huh." Liu Wuji smiled.

   attracted Anyang King to look at him immediately.

  Liu Wuji did not hide the expression of contempt on his face.

   Anyang King saw this, not only did not feel humiliated, but also felt a little ashamed.

  The National Teacher has a high status, and he looks at himself with such eyes, which can only show that he is not good enough.

   His mentality is indeed not stable enough.

   He knew that his father did not like him, and he was very wary of himself.

   In the face of his father's irony, his heart was still hurt.

   As the future prince of Yan Kingdom, he should not have such emotions.

   "Just now, the emperor didn't designate the prince as a prince, but he didn't designate any other princes." Liu Wuji continued.

   "Today, in Kyoto, there is only a prince who is of suitable age and can move freely."

  The third prince and the fifth prince were imprisoned, almost abolished.

  The seventh prince is still on the fief, and the rest of the princes are too young and have no strong mother family to support them.

   The current King of Anyang actually has no competitors.

   But despite this, his performance made him a little disappointed.

   "As long as this situation does not change, does it matter whether the prince is the prince?"

   King Anyang was taken aback.

   His eyes moved suddenly.

   "Besides, the emperor may have no intentions for the emperor to take care of his illness."

   "The test is fine, or—" Liu Wuji looked at King Anyang.

   "It's fine to discuss any conditions with the lord. After this step, the emperor will let the lord do what he wishes."

   King Anyang was surprised.

   Father Emperor may be trying to test him, which he agrees with.

   But the royal father wants to negotiate terms with him? The father emperor is rich and powerful, what conditions need to be negotiated with him?

  Liu Wuji raised the corner of his mouth.

   "My lord, let's go, you'll know when you go." He said.

  The emperor is not as simple as it seems, so many coincidences, will you be unaware?

   It’s just too late now, you can only choose to compromise.

   But he is the emperor after all, and even if he really wants to compromise, he won't let people succeed so easily.

   King Anyang's heart sank.

   "Thank you for your suggestion, Master Guo Shi." Chongliu Wuji bowed his hands.

  Liu Wuji waved his hand and strode forward.

   King Anyang kept standing in the same place, and when Liu Wuji was gone, he set off to Shuanghua Palace.

  Imperial Father... Do you really have the conditions to talk to him?

   Go, you will know.

  Shuanghua Palace.

   King Anyang was waiting for Emperor Yan to summon him.

   After a while, Mrs. Zhang came out and asked the King of Anyang to enter.

   King Anyang glanced at Mrs Zhang and entered the hall.

  Only when I entered, I found that there was really no palace servant in the hall.

   "These days, you are the only one serving the royal father?" King Anyang asked.

   Mr. Zhang glanced at King Anyang, then quickly lowered his head.

   "Most of the time, only the concubine is there."

   King Anyang glanced sideways at Mrs. Zhang.

   "It's hard work." He said.

   then strode forward.

   A smile appeared on Mrs. Zhang's face with her head lowered, and then she quickly put away the smile.

   Soon, the two entered the inner hall.

   At this time, Emperor Yan was lying on the top of the imperial concubine in the inner hall. He was extremely old and seemed to have fallen asleep.

   Seeing Emperor Yan, King Anyang's expression became a bit cramped.

   After a moment of hesitation, he stepped forward.

   "Royal Father—" whispered. At the same time, they bowed and bowed.

   Emperor Yan on the couch of the imperial concubine did not seem to hear and did not respond.

   A look of nervousness flashed on King Anyang's face.

   sorted out his mood and bowed again.

   "Father—" The voice was slightly louder than before.

  Unfortunately, Emperor Yan still did not respond.

   King Anyang felt a panic in his heart, and was about to call for a third sound when Emperor Yan finally moved.

   Mr. Zhang hurried forward and helped Emperor Yan to turn slightly so that he could talk to King Anyang more easily.

   "Father Emperor—" Seeing that Emperor Yan was all right, King Anyang breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

   Emperor Yan saw King Anyang's expression, but he hummed again.

   Then, ignoring the fear that flashed on King Anyang's face, he opened his mouth.

   "Don't worry, my business hasn't been done yet, so I won't go underground so quickly."

   As soon as these words came out, the expression of King Anyang changed greatly.

   "Royal Father—Royal Father is forever, how can something happen?" He said quickly.

   Emperor Yan raised his head and glanced at King Anyang, and smiled weakly.

   "Eternal life? Who can live forever?"

   "Cough cough - it's just the Spring and Autumn Dream of the emperors!"

   "Besides, if I really want to live forever, then you - ahem, can you still have a chance?"

   King Anyang trembled.

   immediately knelt on the ground.

   "Father's words are serious. Son, son, don't dare to delusion!" He said quickly.

   "Haha—" Emperor Yan laughed after hearing this.

   "Okay, don't dare to be delusional and delusional."

   "At that time, the imperial concubine calculated on me and gave birth to you. You are destined to be delusional."

   "Even if you are not delusional, someone will force you to be delusional." After speaking, Emperor Yan looked at King Anyang.

   King Anyang quickly lowered his head, and at the same time felt panic in his heart.

  What did the emperor say? Said he was born after the mother concubine calculated him?

   also said that even if he had no intention of becoming the emperor, the concubine would force him to fight for the throne?

   Over the years, his mother has indeed encouraged him to fight for the throne.

   But he always thought that it was the mother and concubine to protect themselves for them.

   But now, the answer that the father told him was different.

   "Okay. I can make you a prince, and even give you a Zen seat in advance. But I have three conditions." Emperor Yan's eyes did not stay on King Anyang for too long, and he continued quickly.

   As soon as these words came out, King Anyang, who lowered his head, felt another shock in his heart.

  My father really wanted to negotiate terms with him!

  Is Master Guo Shi a clever plan, or do you know something?

   suppressed the various chaotic emotions in his heart, and King Anyang was silent for a moment before he managed to regain his composure.

   "Father, please speak." Chong Yan saluted.

  Emperor Yan glanced at King Anyang, and at this moment there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

   "First, after you ascend the throne and take charge of Dayan, you can make your mother-in-law the empress dowager. But you must suppress and clean up your mother-in-law's mother's family to prevent foreign relatives from interfering in politics."

   King Anyang was startled.

Emperor Yan continued: "The Yin family's influence is far deeper and wider than what you have seen. Before, I felt that the time had not come, and the Yin family was deliberately shrinking and pinning their hopes on you. Start."

   "But now - ahem, I'm running out of time."

   "You are the best successor at the moment. You can only do this."

   "Let you succeed, for me, it's actually a dangerous move."

   "After all, the Yin family is kind to you, and the imperial concubine is the mother concubine who gave birth to you and raised you. However, I have never been close to you."

   "But don't forget it. Murong Xuyang, you are my son, and you have the blood of Dayan's Murong clan on your body. You are the next emperor of Dayan."

   "When you become the emperor of Dayan, you are no longer the son of your mother's concubine, the prince of the Yin family. Instead, you are the inheritor of the Murong family and the monarch of the people of Dayan."

"You will bear the expectations of the people of Dayan and Limin, as well as the expectations of the ancestors of the Murong family. You will be the same as me and become a lonely person." Speaking of this, Emperor Yan seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes flashed. Pain.

   And the King of Anyang was already startled.

  Father, is he teaching him how to be the emperor of Dayan?

   "Tell me, after ascending the throne, you can suppress and clean up the Yin family. You can do it?" Suddenly, Emperor Yan ended the meeting and looked at King Anyang sharply.

   King Anyang's heart sank.

   Immediately, he raised his head.

   "Yes!" replied.

   The Yin family has indeed helped him a lot, and even made him feel the warmth of some relatives.

   But he knew it until the end, he knew it in his heart. He is not relative to them.

  Because he wants to be the emperor, and the emperor has always been alone.

   (end of this chapter)