Those who struggle at the center of power may be unable to control themselves from the beginning, but they will slowly sink in the continuous struggle and eventually become part of them and go with the flow.

The harem is where the most battles are fought. The women here are always competing for the chips and trump cards in their hands. Whether it is the family or son, they are the best props for them to get peace and prosperity. Although they may end up being crushed, they will eventually be able to fight, and they will be better than those who have never fought or robbed. Once they win, they will be the richest woman in the world.

It was in this environment that the third prince was born.

The concubines in the harem of Emperor Yongchang were the fewest since the founding of the country, so there were few children. There was nothing but the two sons of Shufei and Jingfei. The eldest prince was born disabled. Concubine Shu was worried about the eldest prince's body day and night, and he could no longer have the heart to be favored. Therefore, there were very few people in the harem who could give birth to children until the queen heard good news that she was pregnant with Long Si.

When the third prince was just born, the eldest brother was fourteen years old and the second brother was nine years old. By the time he had already remembered, the eldest brother was already in his prime, and the second brother had already started running around the battlefield with his father.

"The third prince is very lucky at first glance. The Queen's blessing must be behind."

That was the nanny who had been serving at home in the palace when the queen was at home. Later, when the third prince was born, he followed the third prince. Whenever he saw the third prince sitting obediently at the table and eating bites, he would praise him. At that time, the third prince always had a trace of light that he could not understand in her and her mother's eyes. It was not until later that he realized that it was a desire and a desire for power.

That year, the third prince was only five years old.

After he remembered, the first time he saw the second emperor brother who returned triumphantly after the army marched south and north was when he was eleven years old. For some reason, he was so scared that he started crying because the evil spirit on his brother was too heavy. The feeling was like a ghost crawling out of the dead, which made people feel timid, especially when the pair of dark eyes looked towards him, so the father scolded him to his mother for the first time, and he said that he was too timid.

The grievances in the royal family were destined to keep rising and falling from birth, just like the mother was seeing the fourth brother born by the imperial concubine and the second brother born by the imperial concubine. The strength flashed in her eyes and the thoughts used in him were all putting pressure on him and instilling the facts.

When he first met Master, he was still very simple. He was originally timid and cowardly and hid behind the nanny. He looked carefully at the man who was also in the pavilion. He was different from his father. His father was majestic, but this man was kind, just like the warm sunshine shining on him, which made people unconsciously rely on him.

"Does the Third Prince know the general trend of the world?" The man standing by the lake was like an immortal, and his movements were always so careless, but he would discuss the major events in the world when picking the lotus flowers by the lake and pouring tea and drinking tea.

The Taifu invited by his mother would come to the palace to teach him every day. It was his happiest and most carefree time, although it was only eight or nine years. The Taifu taught differently from others. He never sat in the boring palace, but chose to be in the pavilion. He would teach him some sword skills by chance. Yes, his martial arts were actually taught by the Taifu.

At that time, his favorite thing was not his mother and father, nor was they who could give him a sense of security. They were all the Taifu from beginning to end, and because of their closeness, he would call Taifu the teacher.

But later, the Grand Tutor left, and no one knew where he went. Without a sound, even the father could not find him.

Later, there were the biggest changes in his life. In just three years, he realized that some places in this place were not family affection from beginning to end, but the power held tightly in their hands. People without power will eventually be abandoned, whether they are fathers and sons, or couples who have been loving for many years.

The eldest brother passed away.

Shu Fei is the daughter of her father and mother's family. When the old man in the palace said that when she first entered the palace, she had a good personality, talent, good appearance, and everything was a master of the palace. She was also one of the best talented women in the capital. At that time, the father was very obsessed with him, so she gave birth to the eldest brother early before her mother entered the palace to get married.

At that time, he was still very naive and would foolishly ask the teacher after the storytellers left, why did he love it so much but would not be made queen by his father?

"Because the emperor likes her no matter how much he loves her, he will not give up on weakening the power of his relatives for her. Everyone actually has their own plans."

The teacher just sighed and looked at Shufei's palace. I don't know what he was sighing. In fact, the teacher had known this for a long time that the most ruthless emperor's words were, right?

So on the day when the eldest brother passed away, he finally understood how ruthless it could be. Stimulated by the pain of losing his son, Shu Fei was not treated leniently again. He just arrested his father in a hurry and was imprisoned in the palace. He watched Shu Fei be scolded again and again and again, and his mother's house was demoted in the court again and again. He had no scruples on the death of the eldest brother, and realized that everything was not as important as the power he thought was in his father's hands.

He didn't want to compete for the throne with the second emperor, but could he really do everything as he wanted? The answer was no. That's why his mother summoned him back to the palace after the death of the eldest emperor, and even wanted to kneel down and beg him to fight for the position he had never dared to imagine before.

"If you don't fight, you will be the imperial concubine, or Jing concubine will take office. I don't know whether the mother can survive. In this palace, you will either die or I will live. Do you really think you can live safely?" The queen held Dan Ke tightly on the third prince's arm. Her eyes flashed with ruthlessness, just like the red nails on her hand, filled with unscathed desires.

Yes, how many lives does my mother have in her hands? No one knows. But can these relatives of life allow this loser to survive safely? No, right? Is this what the teacher said about success, success, defeat, and defeat?

From that day on, he changed. He became cautiously living day and night, and every day he was playing chess for the future. What he saw in his father's eyes was no longer angry at him, but gradually satisfaction and appreciation. But he gradually changed. I don't know why sometimes when he looked in the mirror, he felt that he was becoming more and more like his father, and sometimes he was so scared that he didn't dare to look in the mirror.

Among all the brothers, he actually loves and fears the Second Emperor. The Second Emperor is a man with strategy and courage. If he wants something, he will rob it openly. If he can rob it, he will rob it. If he can't rob it, he will rob it from now on. Is this a real gentleman? He doesn't live like a villain like himself. In fact, his father should understand his actions very well. After all, all the people who have come from this stage have just lived in the same shape.

What about the Fourth Emperor Brother? Actually, he understood very well. The Fourth Emperor Brother was so unwilling. He had seen the Fourth Emperor Brother heading to the hall where he was going to court in the distance, with the desire and unwillingness in his eyes. If he had been born five or six years earlier, I am afraid that his father would let him fight with the Fourth Emperor Brother? In fact, sometimes he felt that the Fourth Emperor Brother was very tired. They were just a chess piece in his mother's hand.

He still remembered the eyes of his father when he looked at his mother and the imperial concubine. The eyes were no big difference just lightly, but the deeper ones were very different. The love he did not look at Shu Concubine was just superficial love, so what were everyone fighting for? They were all fake. In fact, the biggest manipulator was the father? His mother was a newcomer to balance these forces, while the imperial concubine was the thing he used to gather the power in his hands.

So, he had to sit in that position, and in the future he had to control his destiny and become the controller. Gradually, this idea took root in his heart, getting deeper and deeper, and could not be pulled out.

In fact, on the day when his father was sick, he was no longer sad. For some reason, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The breath that had been suppressed for many years finally came to breathe. In the future, he could control his own destiny.

"I know what you are thinking. In fact, the throne has been settled a long time ago. No one can get it, only you." Emperor Yongchang lies on the dragon couch. He turned his head to look at the third prince Kang in front of him, and sighed and said, "You are the one who looks the most like me here. No matter who you are, you are not as good as you want to come in this position. The second brother is different. He is a capable minister but not a person who can make a lot of face on the surface. Some people have swords that are unsheathed, and some people have shields to hold on. You two are indispensable and can only perform their own duties."

He looked at the second prince with a cold face beside him, then pointed to the third prince kneeling under the dragon bed and said, "Second, this Daliang Qianqiu's foundation is afraid of being in chaos from the inside. The person you want to assist in the future is him, and no one can do it except him. If anyone dares to make trouble, remember, don't show mercy no matter who it is."

On the day when the father passed away, a light shone in the sky. I wonder if he was here to pick him up. Since then, the second emperor has never had any hostility towards him. After all, his responsibility for the unsheathed knife is to guard the country of this ridge without being shaken. However, in private and in the face, the two of them are still the same as before, because they need to catch a big fish.

Sometimes standing outside the mountain may make you more clear. Once you enter the mountain, you will be a person in the game. From then on, you will not understand how it is. It is like at first that he did not understand why his father loved power so much, nor why his son and his wife could use it to weigh the pros and cons of his son and his wife. Now he understands that he is even better than his superiors.

The third prince ascended the throne, and the year he ascended the throne was named Xuande.

It was from that year that he changed. He could marry the queen in order to consolidate his position. Although he loved Concubine more, he was a woman who had been with him since he was a teenager, but there was no way. He needed to use Changsun's family to restrain the Hu Ben Army, so he could only make a secret compensation and let Tang Shi support the eldest prince.

I don’t know when it starts, but he will start to become insomnia. As long as he wants Lao Si and Ji Yu, he will be as uneasy as if he is in his heart. It is a kind of heart disease. Sometimes he will also think about the Beiyi tribe, just like a thorn in his throat, without the need for the imperial physician to tell him how to treat it.

If you want to fight against foreign countries, you must first settle the home. This was what the teacher gave to him back then, so he had to get rid of the fourth brother first, otherwise he would take the opportunity to make trouble once he was not included. So he made a good show and let the big fish hidden under the water bit the hook by itself. Sure enough, he bit the hook by the fish.

In fact, sometimes he wondered if the fourth brother had given birth earlier back then, would everything be different? But it was impossible, it was a pity.

For some reason, after the fourth brother fell into defeat, he felt more and more like his father, and when he looked in the mirror, he seemed to look at someone. At this time, he was no longer afraid because he seemed to know the happiness of being an emperor, the kind of happiness that could hold everyone's fate.

But at this moment, there was a sudden rift in what he was glad that thing, because that person appeared, the person he once relied on, the person he once loved the most, his teacher.

When he saw the teacher who suddenly appeared, and when he saw the teacher who had not changed for decades, he suddenly felt fear. His hands looked younger than him, and his face was the same. He thought about who could remain unchanged for many years? Is it easy for such a person to destroy himself?

So after that day, he had the idea that the teacher could no longer be the shaking force, or even his position.

How many hidden lines and stakes in the royal family are scattered? I'm afraid it's difficult to find out one by one. Even he doesn't even remember it. However, he has been staring at the important people, such as Ji Bo'an and Ji Yu, and Tang Shi and his daughter of a different race. If he is not my race, his heart will be different. He doesn't know if it will be expressed in Tang Shi, so he can find a way to make the teacher sleep with Ji Bo'an. The breakthrough point is Tang Yiyi, who likes Ji Bo'an.

"Tang Shi, is your daughter still in the house?"

He still remembers the surprise flashing in his eyes when Tang Shi heard this sentence. In fact, Tang Shi is a smart person. The smarter he is, the more he knows how such a person can grasp the life gate. That is to use what he cares about the most to catch this person. It is obvious that the person Tang Shi cares about the most is not that daughter.

Some people may be tragic from birth, such as Tang Yiyi.

People like the teacher who can touch people thoroughly and can be regarded as being a person who has worked hard for the monarch. No matter how much he is hurt, he can't really cut off the relationship between master and disciple. It is precisely this point that he grasped this soft-hearted weakness to check and balance. But he didn't know why, the teacher would be soft-hearted in Ji Bo'an. It was just such a soft-hearted person that would bring him into the abyss that would never be restored.

"Emperor, do you know that your teacher will never die? He can save Daliang today and you will be able to destroy Daliang with your own hands tomorrow. Have you seen the Beiyi tribe in the north? That is the lesson of your past."

Ji Bo'an's smile and his tone of saying this made him never forget it for a long time and gradually became an inner demon.

He doesn't remember how many times he woke up from his dream. Every time he woke up, he regretted why he didn't kill Ji Bo'an when he just showed up, leaving such a disaster? Now he has to let him suffer in his dream every day. It feels like a person who has eaten arsenic. I don't know if he will be poisonous in the next second.

The worry is.

I don't know if it was because his health was getting worse and worse, the party divisions under the two princes had begun to grow, as if they were eager to return to heaven immediately, so that they could inherit the throne immediately. His body was indeed not very good. He didn't feel anything even if he went to review memorials all day long, but he had just taken back the military power, which made Zhou Guo next to him settle down. He was unwilling to give up. He was unwilling to hand over the things in his hands. Besides, he had to be more intelligent and capable than his son, but he was just not physically good.

The more he is afraid of the teacher, the more he envies the teacher. Isn’t everyone envious of immortality like a teacher?

Until he finally couldn't help but fainted in the court...

"Your Majesty, let's make an heir."

How worried was the second emperor's brother when he knelt on the ground to ask for an imperial edict? He could see it, but was he really not able to do it? He actually made the second emperor so afraid? He wanted to say that he could do it and could hold on. He was the person who should stay in this Liang Dynasty, not his son or his father. If he could live, perhaps the Beiyi tribe and even the Houyu would eventually become the things in his pocket.

But he had to compromise because he actually understood very well in his heart that if his body collapsed, he would really collapse. Besides, he was mentally confused because he could not fall asleep for a long time. In fact, when Hong De secretly wiped his tears, he could see them, but he had never said it.

So that night, he and the second emperor brother wrote the will and hid it in the secret box under the desk in his imperial study.

The wind that night was very cold, and when it hit him, it felt like he was in an ice cellar. So he asked Hong Deduo to prepare two quilts and press it on his body so that he could block the wind. It was probably because the temperature was just right, which made him feel like he was in his mother's arms, so he fell asleep again.

This dream is still like every time, it is also in this bedroom, and I am also asleep quietly. Suddenly, the curtain seemed to be blown by the wind, and the black shadow became bigger and bigger on the curtain, and the sword in the man's hand cut towards his throat.

He wanted to resist, but he felt that his limbs were tightly tied to the bed, like fish on a chopping board, and he was about to watch the sword to end his life. How could he be willing? So he began to struggle, probably with too much strength, so he pulled off the curtain on the edge of the bed, revealing the teacher's gentle face, and the face he had once loved the smile on it.

"Don't struggle, the teacher is just here to give you a result you deserve. Only when you die can the entire beam be stable. You who are in power are just occupying a position." Seeing him struggling, the teacher reached out and pressed him. The sword in his hand was raised again, and a cold light passed by.

He shook his head, grabbed the teacher's hand and begged bitterly, "No teacher, no, only when I am in power can this Liang be so prosperous. They can't do it. They can't achieve my grades. I'm just not very good. When I get better, I will definitely be able to manage the Liang better."

For some reason, the teacher's smile suddenly became cold and ruthless. He looked at himself, and then the sword in his hand pierced straight towards him, and said at the same time: "You are just an old and sick person. What qualifications do you have to occupy this position? When you grow old, you are old."

How harsh this sentence was? It was like a curse. He suddenly felt ruthless in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and took out the dagger hidden under the pillow, piercing it into the mouth of the person in front of him. While pressing the dagger down fiercely, he seemed to be crazy.

"I will not die, I will not be as you wish. I will sit in this position for thousands of years. All of you are my control objects, all of you."

But after all, it was just a dream. He couldn't kill the teacher, and there was no one who could really sit in that position to look at Sang Hai and Sangtian. Everyone was ups and downs. He woke up again with sweat on his head. Looking at Hong De's concerned eyes, for some reason, suddenly a fire broke out in his heart, and he actually sprayed a mouthful of blood and didn't know what happened.

Later, there was a sound in his ears. He wanted to open his eyes, but felt that his body was not listening to his command.

"How is the emperor?" It was the second emperor's voice, but it was still as usual, but it was a little more anxious.

The imperial physician stammered and told people not to worry. If I woke up, I must kill his head.

"Emperor, the emperor is already exhausted, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..." Then there was the sound of kneeling on the ground all his life.

How is that possible? I can't have run out of energy. Thinking of this, he opened his eyes with all his strength, but he could only pull the curtain in front of him, and he no longer had the strength.
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