Chapter 388: The Court Is in Turbulence
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The blazing summer sun makes this place as hot as a furnace.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in this imperial city is as cold as a deep and cold palace.
Although the third prince has not yet returned to the imperial city, rumors about the third prince's unhappiness have already been spread by people who are interested in spreading the news.
It's just that no matter whether they are nobles, nobles, or ordinary people, they dare not discuss it in front of other people.
"It is said that the third prince is no longer a man. This Xiliang is too vicious. It cannot be called a humiliation. No one can bear it. If my son is castrated, I will kill him with my knife." A yard In the middle, two men were talking quietly.
"We can't bear it, but the imperial court may not be able to. Haven't they just been tolerant all these years?" Ling Yi said.
"That's true, but if the court can tolerate this matter, we should stop talking about state affairs in the future and just let him do whatever he wants and ignore him."
"Hey, you're right, I won't ask anymore."
"..."
A restaurant.
The merchant stretched his head and looked outside. Seeing no one, he closed the door of the private room.
"This is true. The merchant who came from Jingzhou confirmed it. His family has children serving as soldiers in Wuguan. He saw it with his own eyes and can't hide it anymore." The merchant said.
"I thought Xiliang would get some benefits from this matter, but I didn't expect what they did. If they don't attack Xiliang, the royal family will have no face in the future, and the people will laugh at it." One person said.
"I guess they will fight. The Dou family has always been close to the third prince, and he is the nephew of the prime minister. He has repeatedly negotiated for peace in the past. This time the matter fell on him. How can he negotiate for peace?"
"It's better not to fight. Can Xiliang be defeated? Besides, there is Beidi behind Xiliang. If we lose, the country will really be devastated." Someone lamented.
"Hit, must be beaten. If I don't slap you in the face, why do you still want to do it? As a Dasong person, I feel ashamed."
"..."
The merchants started arguing.
At this moment, Dou Mansion.
Dou Wei leaned on the bed like a rotten dead wood, with two traces of tears hanging on his face.
He was overjoyed to learn that the third prince was sent back, but later he heard what Xiliang had done to the third prince, and he fainted from anger.
When he woke up again, he kept sitting on the bed and crying, his heart was filled with despair.
Dou Kuang stood in front of the window, looking at his father's appearance. He felt a little distressed, but mostly filled with hatred.
A voice asked him repeatedly why his father valued the third prince so much.
He is a prince and a member of the Zhao family.
And his surname is Dou, and he is his eldest son!
But the love he received from his father was not even one thousandth of that of the third prince.
How not to be angry, how not to complain.
"I want to see the emperor!" The dead silence in the room was finally broken by Dou Wei.
Then he asked Dou Kuang to go to the big basin of water.
After washing his face, Dou Wei put on his official uniform, and Dou Wei regained the faint smile that used to hang on his face.
Dou Kuang lowered his head, although his father seemed to have regained his composure.
But he could feel the rage that his father had deliberately suppressed in his heart, like a huge wave.
He did not dare to say a word, but prepared the carriage and watched his father go to the palace.
royal palace.
Zhao Heng smashed everything that could be smashed in the imperial study.
Liang Cheng stood aside shivering and just repeated, "Your Majesty, pay attention to the dragon body."
After serving Zhao Heng for so many years, he has never seen Zhao Heng become so angry.
"Murong Hao, you are going too far! If I don't destroy you Xiliang this time, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!" Zhao Heng slammed the inkstone against the map on the wall. That location was exactly where Xiliang was.
Seemingly tired, Zhao Heng leaned on the table and panted violently.
Zhao Mu is his son, the prince of Dasong.
It is a national humiliation for a prince to be captured.
Now Xiliang is so despicable that he has become a eunuch.
Whether as the emperor of Dasong or as a father, how could he swallow this breath?
After learning the news, his heart felt as if someone had taken it out and stabbed him with a needle.
Among the princes, he indeed liked the prince the most.
But Zhao Mu and Zhao Qu's princes were always by his side, and he also had a father-son feeling.
What annoyed him was just that they were competing with the prince for position.
"It's all this old guy Dou Wei. If he hadn't encouraged Zhao Mu to fight for the prince's position and let him go to Wuguan, how could what happened today be possible!" Zhao Heng shouted hysterically.
Then he looked at Liang Cheng with bloodshot eyes, "Go, call Dou Wei here now, I will kill him with my own hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young eunuch appeared outside the study and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Dou wants to see you."
"Haha, you came just in time." Zhao Heng gritted his teeth, his face twisted, "Tell him to come to the imperial study room immediately."
The young eunuch left, and soon Dou Wei slowly entered the imperial study.
Before he could speak, Zhao Heng suddenly smashed a glass on his head, "What a good thing you did!"
Dou Wei was in pain, but he endured the pain and kept silent. Instead, he knelt on the ground and said, "I am guilty of death. Your Majesty has killed me. I have nothing to say."
After that, he closed his eyes and let the blood from the injured area flow down his face.
"Do you think I will forgive you like this? Dou Wei, I have tolerated you for too long. In the past, I just tolerated all the transgressions you made towards me. But if you didn't do this for your own selfishness, how could you be like this? "Zhao Heng pointed at Dou Wei and cursed angrily.
The anger in his heart made him unable to care about anything else.
It doesn't matter if he, Dou Wei, pretends to be sick or leads the officials to make trouble with him.
Even if the government is slack, he will still scold it today.
"Your Majesty is right to scold me. I wish I could die right now. But the Third Prince has suffered such a great humiliation. Dasong has been bullied by Xiliang to this extent. I just want to avenge the Third Prince and the Emperor!" Dou Wei said loudly.
"Revenge, you tell me how to avenge me!" Zhao Heng said with sarcasm.
"Xiliang's despicable behavior is worse than that of beasts. It is an insult to Dasong to be neighbors with the country. It should be destroyed. I am willing to match other powerful families with the Dou family to attack Xiliang, take back Qinzhou and Yongzhou, invade Xiliang, and kill Murong Hao!" Dou Wei said sternly.
Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes.
Xiliang treated the prince of Dasong like this.
If he just endured it, the royal family would become a joke of Dasong, and the people of the world would also laugh at his incompetence.
It is imperative to attack Xiliang.
And even if there was no Third Prince, he would have planned to take back Qinzhou and Yongzhou, but the powerful families were unwilling to send troops.
Now Dou Wei took the initiative to bring together the powerful families to fight with him, and this only obstacle was gone.
He looked at Dou Wei deeply and said, "I hope you don't break your promise, otherwise I will not forgive you."
"I wish I could tear Murong Hao into pieces now, and I will never break my promise." Dou Wei said.
This time, he was sincere in attacking Xiliang.
Xiliang had done such a terrible thing to the third prince and destroyed all his hopes.
He hated it as if it was a revenge for killing his son.
But relying on the Dou family to attack Xiliang was like hitting a rock with an egg.
He knew that Zhao Heng would not tolerate this matter, so he had the idea of winning Zhao Heng's support and gathering the troops of the royal family and powerful families to attack Xiliang.