After hearing the news, Li Junhua quickly returned to the capital and entered the Shichahai courtyard. However, he saw that Han Zhiwei's relatives had already lived in. When he saw Li Junhua, a handsome young man, he didn't know him, he treated him with courtesy until Han Zhiwei, who was out for buying, came back.

"What did my mother tell you?" Li Junhua asked directly when there was no one else.

Han Zhiwei did not hide anything, and told her all about the experience of seeing the queen at the hot spring villa. After listening to the words conveyed by Han Zhiwei, Li Junhua felt that she could not believe it. In his prediction, her mother should be the one who could not accept Han Zhiwei the most, not only because of her "rebellious attribute" of the orphan of the Ming Dynasty, but more importantly, the queen has always been a person who insists on being a good match.

"My mother is right. After all, my father will make the decision." Li Junhua said leisurely.

Han Zhiwei said: "My uncle's family was originally pardoned by the emperor, but the empress was kind to him. The emperor was angry. You might as well go and have a look."

Li Junhua's expression frightened and understood the queen's meaning. The queen created a matter that could not be hidden, so that the emperor could express his or her relationship with Han Zhiwei, whether it was successful or not.

"I see."

All afternoon, Li Junhua stayed in the courtyard of Shichahai. Even though the dishes on the table were made by Han Zhiwei, Li Junhua only moved a few chopsticks. He was nervous and didn't know what the ending would be. If his father opposed it, he would have almost no power to resist. If his father agreed, what should he do?

In the evening, Li Junhua arrived in the palace and asked, and found out that the emperor no longer slept in the palace, but was in Fengxian Hall. Fengxian Hall was the place where the royal family worshiped their ancestors. However, as a time traveler, all his life stories were fabricated, and the portraits of the tablets and portraits worshipped inside were naturally fake. However, worshiping ancestors is a tradition in China. The royal family, as an example of the people, must not be presumptuous. The prince did not know the inside story and kept worshiping as usual.

It was already dark, and the spacious hall of Fengxian Hall was illuminated by huge oil lamps, pulling out the bizarre hall. At this moment, the emperor sat cross-legged on the cushion, facing the door, and wiped a sword before the lights. On the blade, there was a blood-red light, which was bright red and cold.

Suddenly, Li Mingxun waved his hand and the knife shot towards Li Junhua. Li Junhua has been practicing martial arts for many years, but after the battle formation, he caught it casually. However, he saw that the emperor had already pulled out the sword that Wu Yifeng was carrying and bullied him. The sharp sword tip pierced the prince's throat. Li Junhua did not retreat but advanced, and hit him with a knife. He heard the sound of gold and iron. The sword in the emperor's hand had already fallen off his hands. Until this time, Li Junhua realized that his opponent was both his father and the emperor.

"My son should die." Li Junhua knelt on the ground and presented a treasure knife with both hands.

Li Mingxun looked at the numb tiger's mouth, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "It seems... I'm really old."

Li Junhua lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. The sword in his hand was taken away and returned to the sheath. Li Junhua raised his head and saw the emperor's gaze sharply. He glanced at him. When he didn't know what to do, the sword of the sheath was thrown over again.

Li Junhua subconsciously caught it.

"This knife is unknown, but after the conquest for more than twenty years, it will be given to you in the future. If there are conquests in the future, you will be given away."

Li Junhua was shocked not only because the emperor gave him a knife, but because of the meaning behind it. Since ancient times, rituals and music conquests have been born since the emperor. Since the emperor said so, the meaning of passing on the throne has been obvious.

"My son obeys the order and will never lose the power of the emperor." Li Junhua said loudly and accepted calmly.

"Get up." Li Mingxun said calmly, then left Fengxian Hall directly, while Li Junhua stayed in the hall, and after celebrating respectfully, he went to the imperial study room.

The emperor had already washed up properly, and Li Junhua hesitated for an afternoon. At this time, he became decisive and said, "Father, my son wants to talk about Zhiwei."

"You gave you a grace, but you let it go." Li Mingxun said.

Li Junhua did not regret his original choice: "Yes, my son didn't want to care about his children's love at that time..."

"Now you are concerned about it. Do you want both the country and the beauty?" Li Mingxun asked.

Li Junhua lowered his head and did not answer directly. Li Mingxun said: "I have thought about this problem. I believe the queen has thought about it too, but this matter is not easy to solve. Now you are easy to talk about, but as long as she becomes the crown princess, even if she is just a concubine, I think someone will make a fuss about this matter soon."

"My son is also worried about this, but he really doesn't know how to avoid it." Li Junhua said frankly, quite discouraged.

Lee Mingxun said: "So you come and ask me?"

"yes."

"Then I will answer you. I have only one decision after thinking about it."

Li Junhua knelt on the ground: "My son listened carefully. No matter how the father made a decision, he would definitely respect the order."

"My decision is not a decision." Li Mingxun said with a smile. After hearing this, Li Junhua was confused. Li Mingxun said: "Yesterday your elder brother came to report and said he had thought it thoroughly and prepared to become an East India company to expand to South Asia. The formation has not yet been decided, but the overall situation has been decided, and you will inherit the throne in the future..."

After hearing the emperor's words, Li Junhua still felt incredible. The feeling in his heart was difficult to express in words. The emperor's voice continued: "... Generally speaking, the throne is inherited by the father's death and son, but I don't want it. I have been busy for thirty years, my body is declining, and my energy is no longer as good as before. I have always advocated martial arts and conquered, and I do not like state affairs. In the current situation, there is no war to fight. There is no place for me to show off my fists and feet. If I don't want to go, it's just a waste of time. Therefore, I have already thought about abdicating, but because of that incident, the successor will be determined earlier. I have thought about moving the capital to Shenjing, and there will be chaos. When the imperial power is stable and the center is right, I should abdicate for you. Ten years, I will be the emperor for ten years......"

"Haha, as you talked, I'll talk about it again. Let's talk about your affairs with Han Zhiwei. You know, I have never had any objections. Whether it's good or bad, it's your own business. If you insist on being a big deal, it's her status that is not conducive to your reputation. The reputation of your prince is all on the throne. To put it bluntly, you are still young, and you will be able to deal with it for two or three years. When you ascend to the throne, you can deal with it at will. By then, the overall situation has been decided. No matter how gossip is, it will not shake the foundation of the country. Do you understand?" Li Mingxun said.

"My son understands, understands." Li Junhua said.

"Don't talk about anything here to outsiders, and don't be arrogant because of it." Li Mingxun waved his hand and signaled that the prince could retreat, and finally reminded him.

"If you can say that, everyone will be relieved." Zhu Youlang nodded and said.

Li Junhua said: "This time the separation was led by the father, mainly to let the eldest brother branch and establish a clan. During this period, the father has been busy with this matter. My uncle and nephew think, do I help me if I want it?"

"You help? You are not afraid that your elder brother will get too many points, right? The throne is yours. What's the difference between a few million or less?" Zhu Youlang smiled.

"It's not that I'm afraid that there will be no more divisions. After all, the eldest brother will no longer compete for the throne. My nephew thinks that it's better to help each other. Now the eldest brother needs money, so I want to ask about taking care of it..."

Before Li Junhua finished speaking, Zhu Youlang quickly raised his hand to signal him to shut up, then moved to the doors and windows, and looked at it, and after confirming that no one eavesdropped, he said, "Don't, Junhua, you must not get involved in this matter, and don't be this bad guy. Brothers and brothers and respects are not taken out to play at this time."

"It's not a show, my nephew really..."

"It doesn't matter if you really want to be false. What's important is that you can't interfere in this matter. I still know your father's behavior. He is willing to hand over the major national affairs to your brothers. It is also to train you. You can also take on major affairs openly, but this time the division is divided by the treasury, so you should not participate in any case."

"What this is just about money." Li Junhua was puzzled.

Zhu Youlang explained: "I know that your father has always implemented the rule of law, but family ethics is indispensable and cannot be replaced by the law. The assets of children and grandchildren belong to their parents. Although they are not tolerated by the current laws, they are still natural in concepts. Your money belongs to your father, let alone your father's assets? There is no father in the world, so let your son take charge of money.

This country belongs to your father now and to your future. You can participate in national affairs. But the power in the family is always his. If you interfere in the treasury, you will be unfilial and even more disrespectful to your father. There is one thing you must remember seriously, and never make decisions for your father, let alone his master.”

"Thank you for your advice, I really didn't think so much." Li Junhua couldn't help but feel a little scared when he heard the theory that Zhu Youlang said. When he remembered the abdication the day before yesterday, he felt that he really couldn't interfere in this matter.

Zhu Youlang smiled: "Your father is very good, but his thoughts are different from the world after all. Some rules can change because of him, but some rules will never change. If you really want to help your elder brother, you can let your mother do it, which is more appropriate."
Chapter completed!