Even if they realized the ambition of the Fourth Prince who had been dormant for many years, the menkes in the Sixth Prince’s Mansion did not take it to heart. After all, the overall strength of Zong Chengsi was there, not to mention the court officials, even the students from humble backgrounds did not want to deal with him, it was not enough to rely on.
Thinking about it, it is still the Old Fifth with a deep background that needs to be guarded.
But looking at the current situation, the Third Prince who had power in his hands but was not favored also vaguely had the signs of gaining the attention of the emperor after the Ninth Prince committed a crime and fell.
Until this moment, everyone came back to their senses, carefully calculated, and they were all shocked.
Apart from the attitude of Emperor Yuan, the Third Prince clearly lacks nothing!
But why didn’t they realize it before?
It seemed that because of the indifferent attitude of Emperor Yuan, the Third Prince’s lack of favor had long been the consensus of all factions who were fighting for the throne. There were menkes who mentioned it before, but they were all rejected for various reasons behind the scenes.
Many people with a keen sense of smell only felt cold in their hearts, and sighed at the depth of the Third Prince’s strategy.
Just like the Fourth Prince using a romantic prodigal son to cover up his true intentions, the Third Prince could naturally spread the news and numb everyone’s cognition.
It could only be said that no matter how clear and bright, simple and indifferent, in the face of real interests and the throne, people always have to plan more for themselves.
Not only in the Sixth Prince’s Mansion, but also in the Fourth Prince’s Mansion, Zong Chengsi also set off a big fire again.
Previously, he got the news from Zong Hongjiu and made such a fuss. Later, it was Gongsun You who persuaded him more and used coaxing, and was then reluctantly persuaded.
But he never expected that in just a few days, Zong Luo’s eyes would recover?!
No, he can’t just sit and wait for death anymore.
In this situation, the most anxious is definitely not him, but someone else.
Zong Chengsi locked himself in the study for a long time, and then called Gongsun You in.
“Brother Gongsun, I have thought about it, this matter can only be handed over to you, and I can be completely relieved.”
He was worried. “Now that my imperial brother has returned, the situation is here. Only by uniting the other two princes who are fighting for the throne can there be a chance to compete. I hope Brother Gongsun can help me lobby the two.”
Gongsun You, who had anticipated this, showed a smile. “Don’t worry, leave it to me.”
Just one day later, the news that Emperor Yuan intended to decree a marriage between the legitimate young lady of the Tai Wei family and the Third Prince spread throughout the streets and alleys of the Imperial City.
In theory, if Emperor Yuan didn’t want outsiders to know his decision, outsiders wouldn’t know. Now that he allowed rumors to be rampant, he naturally had his considerations.
At least Zong Luo knew that the reason he gave that day was not a reason at all in Emperor Yuan’s eyes.
“Zhen can continue to give you time to consider.”
Fortunately, the marriage was just icing on the cake, not necessary.
Even as Pei Qianxue said, the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony to choose the heir may refer to the personal qualities and comprehensive strength of each prince. But even without a marriage, if Emperor Yuan lets the Tai Wei support anyone, the Tai Wei would definitely not dare to say no.
If Zong Luo particularly resists, Emperor Yuan would not insist.
But….
“Although this matter is not necessary, after the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony, you must give Zhen a reason.”
Emperor Yuan’s words were indisputable. “If you have someone in mind, marry her. If she is not from the Great Yuan, then snatch her back. Zhen doesn’t care what status the woman you like is, it doesn’t matter if it’s shocking. But you have to get married after all.”
Among so many princes, Emperor Yuan only admonished Zong Luo, what did this mean, everyone knew in their hearts.
Because of this, Zong Luo had been upset for the past two days.
Since transmigrating inside the book, he had hardly ever had such a situation, this was the first time.
He had clearly decided that he would find Yu Beizhou the next day to clarify the truth of his previous life, but he hesitated to take a step out of the Yuchun Palace.
Why is this? Zong Luo subconsciously dared not think deeply.
Just like how he deliberately ignored the figure that subconsciously appeared in his mind when Emperor Yuan mentioned this topic twice.
However, while Zong Luo was being a shrinking turtle, others were unwilling.
The next day, Gu Ziyuan and Pei Qianxue came to visit one after another.
After Gu Ziyuan came, he talked around, talked a lot, and then stuttered as if inadvertently asked about the marriage.
Zong Luo sighed. “The eight characters have not been written yet, and even the imperial edict has not been issued. Brother Ziyuan, why are you like other people, hearing the wind is rain.” (TL: It describes someone who hears the slightest rumor and tries his best to echo it)
This means there is no marriage.
Gu Ziyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart that had been hanging for a long time finally let go.
“It’s not that, I just..”
He clenched his fist, closed his eyes, and seemed to give up on himself. “I just have been admiring Brother Luo for a long time, and I can’t help it.”
