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When Chu Shaoling arrived at Chengqian Palace, the emperor had already woken up. As soon as Chu Shaoling stepped into the bedroom, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. Chu Shaoling frowned slightly. Wang Muhan stepped forward and handed the handkerchief and whispered: "These two days, I have taken medicine to take turns day and night. The smell is a bit bigger. I'll make people burn some fragrant cakes and remove the smell."

Chu Shaoling closed his eyes: "Take all the irrelevant people out, don't interfere with the orphan talking to his father."

Wang Muhan bowed: "Old Nu Province."

Chu Shaoling entered the East Warehouse Pavilion in the bedroom, and the emperor was leaning on the couch to call someone. Chu Shaoling approached and said in a deep voice: "What does your father want, please tell your son to do it."

The emperor's eyes were red, and he turned his head hard and looked outside. Chu Shaoling smiled: "I'm afraid that it will disturb my father's purity. My son has just ordered my servants to go down. I'll tell him what my father has to command."

The emperor opened his mouth but said nothing. Chu Shaoling turned around and poured a cup of tea for the emperor and said, "The father hasn't spoken for a long time. I think he is thirsty, but he wants a cup of tea?"

The emperor's eyes were full of vigilance. Chu Shaoling knew that he would definitely not drink the tea he brought to him, so he put it aside and said, "The father hasn't seen his son minister for several months. Is there anything to ask?"

The emperor felt very hot all over, and he struggled to lift the quilt a corner and said hoarsely: "It seems... the war in Liaoliang... has been calmed?"

"Don't you know, right? There is no Liaoliang anymore." Chu Shaoling casually sat on the chair, took the cup of tea he had just poured, and slowly said, "My son slaughtered the Liaoliang royal family and changed the Liaoliang people to the Xiyi people. Now those people are on their way to Yunnan."

The emperor opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily: "That's a big deal! You actually make your own decisions! You... do you still have me in your eyes?!"

"Of course not." Chu Shaoling put down the teacup, "But now not only does the sons not take their father seriously, but others are also..."

Chu Shaoling stood up and walked closer and said slowly, "When we left Karakash... the local people chased the army and knelt down to Erchen's carriage while shouting 'Tima'. Later, Erchen asked the local people, and they said... 'Tima' is a god, the emperor means."

Chu Shaoling's eyes were filled with a smile: "I'm sorry, my father has not been worshipped by the people on the frontier for twenty years, so I asked my son to take it first. My son went along the way... I saw many people who were dissatisfied with my father, and they all hoped that my son would succeed to the throne as soon as possible."

"Rebellious son!!" The emperor's face turned red when he was angry with Chu Shaoling, and his chest was whispering like a bellows. "You are doing your own thing, do you... do you think that doing this can win people's hearts?! Dreaming! You..."

"Of course not." Chu Shaoling said lightly, "So after ascending the throne, the sons still have a lot to do. In about a month, all the Westerners will arrive in Yunnan. The sons will give them a winter day to adapt to the local climate. After the Spring Festival, local officials will start to supervise the slaves to reclaim wasteland. At that time, men farm and women weave, and the Westerners will devote the efforts of the Westerners. In less than two years, all the wastelands in the south will be reclaimed..."

Speaking of this, Chu Shaoling couldn't help but sarcastically: "My father knew that the climate in the south was pleasant and suitable for farming, but he had not started to do it for a long time and kept the land deserted. Now the minister has helped his father a lot and found a lot of slaves for Da Chu. There are land and some people, and there will be a lot of food at that time..."

"If you want the subjects of the world to truly surrender, you must first make them eat enough. This is what the father taught his son." Chu Shaoling smiled, "Have you forgotten about the father? Not only the matter of food administration, but also the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Works, and other ministers must be rectified. What was the situation when the six ministries were still under the command of the late emperor? Now it is so corrupt! The father is too lazy to care about touching the matter, and let it go beyond the rules. The son ministers... have long been unable to bear it."

The emperor was so angry that he laughed: "Ha... I didn't expect you to be a wise king..."

Chu Shaoling shook his head and smiled: "The father is so proud of his son. He only wants to be a tyrant, but he can't just kill people. Everything will turn against him. He wants others to be afraid of me, but he also wants others to respect me! Three years later, he wants to give this world a different Da Chu, a Da Chu who is comparable to the prosperous period of Emperor Wu's Huaqing period. This way..."

Chu Shaoling closed his eyes, so that all countries and the people supported him. No one could object to anything he should do. As the emperor, he had already done what he wanted to do. When he left what he wanted to do... no one could talk too much!

Wang Muhan once advised Chu Shaoling about the affairs of Emperor Ming of Tang and Yang Yuhuan. On that day, Chu Shaoling thought that if there was no Anshi disaster, everyone would not be angry with Yang Yuhuan. In ancient times, the emperor had to be foolish and others would have to make a fuss about the emperor's favor, but what if the emperor was a prosperous king? Others could not even get into the mouth if they wanted to make mistakes.

However, there is no need to explain these to the emperor one by one. Chu Shaoling looked at the emperor who had just passed his forties but looked drooling in his face. He even said that he would not understand even if this person came.

The medicine boy outside brought in the medicine that had just been boiled. There was a bowl of old ginseng soup on the tray. Chu Shaoling took the medicine and said lightly: "It's time for father to take medicine..."

The emperor shook his head impatiently: "I won't drink!"

Chu Shaoling put down the medicine cup and was about to die. When the medicine boy went down, the emperor looked at the ginseng soup on the tray and said, "Slowly... take that bowl of ginseng soup... for me."

Chu Shaoling was going to get the ginseng Emperor Tang again said, "Don't touch him... let him send him here..."

"Haha... Others privately say that the son-in-law is a poisonous snake, but is the father still serious?" Chu Shaoling couldn't hold on to smile as if he was facing a great enemy, "The son-in-law is not poisonous, what are the father-in-law afraid of?"

The emperor ignored Chu Shaoling, took the ginseng soup and hurriedly drank it in a few sips. Chu Shaoling sneered in his heart. The emperor was filled with medicine by Zhen Si. Now that he drank this bowl of old ginseng soup, he was just a death-seeking death.

The emperor didn't know about this. He was dry and weak now. He just wanted to drink some ginseng soup to strengthen his vitality. Chu Shaoling didn't say much. After drinking ginseng soup, the emperor grabbed the medicine boy's hand and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up... go and call someone! Let me come, what are your names? When I deal with this nerd son, I will do whatever I want..."

"If the emperor finishes drinking, I will go down first." Yao Tong broke away from the emperor's hand, packed the cups, picked up the tray, and walked out. When he passed by Chu Shaoling, he bowed respectfully, "I'll go down first, Your Highness has any instructions to call me."

Chu Shaoling calmly admired the emperor's angry expression: "I have no orders. I have something to say to the emperor, so there is no need to let someone come in."

The medicine boy bowed: "Yes."

There were father and son left in the hall. Chu Shaoling was too lazy to waste time, so he stood up and said lightly: "I forgot to tell my father that the day before yesterday, Erchen had already dealt with Chu Shaoruan. Just like his mother's mother, the three-foot white silk returned to Jiuquan. I heard from the prison slaves... Chu Shaoruan cursed Erchen before his death. It would be fine. He also cursed his father for a lot of vicious words. The words were really unbearable, and the sonchen couldn't say it..."

The emperor's eyes were red and angrily, "Are you dead? You actually..."

"Did your father forget it? Chu Shaoruan gave his father a plate of poisonous fruits, which was the one that caused the poison to be bedridden." Chu Shaoling was afraid that the emperor would be confused, so he kindly reminded, "It is really the son of the father who loves the most. When he was under house arrest, he did not forget his father. A bunch of grapes almost killed his father."

The emperor was stunned. He was ill for a long time and was already confused. Now he was reminded by Chu Shaoling that everything before was recovered. He finally remembered everything before. The emperor had just taken Lao Shen Tang, but now he felt that the blood in his body was about to boil. His chest was hit and he hit, and his nose became hot. When he touched it again, he saw a scarlet red!

"Oh..." Chu Shaoling frowned in disgust, "Father, be angry, it's so bloody and ugly."

The emperor's nose kept bleeding. The emperor was angry and afraid. When he shouted in his big event, Chu Shaoling sat lazily and continued, "Sons really can't figure out what does the father like? Just because her face is so gorgeous than my mother's queen? Does she have the dignity of my mother's queen? Is she the charm of my mother's queen? A woman who can't stand on the table, you spoiled her for so many years, and in the end, the mother and son almost killed her..."

Chu Shaoling couldn't help but feel incredible as he said, shook his head and laughed: "It's really the world's greatest, and everything is strange."

The more the emperor heard the anger, the more he became, and he struggled to pounce on him. Chu Shaoling did not move at all. The emperor suddenly fell to the ground with several force. He twitched for half a day and couldn't get up. The unclear words in his mouth kept shouting hoarsely: "You...you will also..."

Chu Shaoling was too lazy to pay attention to it, but just watched the emperor struggle like a dehydrated fish...

The emperor struggled on the ground for a while and stopped moving. Chu Shaoling walked closer and looked. The emperor's nose was bleeding, but his chest was still slightly undulating. Chu Shaoling turned around and left the bedroom.

Wang Muhan walked up and bowed and said, "The emperor's old servants have already been taken care of. Should I be directly..."

"How can I do only those attacks?" Today's Chengqian Palace must not be known to anyone else. Chu Shaoling said lightly, "Look at this place, don't let people go in. Wait... it will be almost done in about an hour. At that time, I will only say that the people of Chengqian Palace will serve the people and execute the confidants of those emperors. All the remaining palace servants will be sent back to their hometowns and will never be used."

Wang Muhan lowered his head: "I understand."

Chu Shaoling looked back coldly and turned around. It won’t take long for the emperor to see Lipin and Chu Shaoruan. They will make a fuss about how many grudges they have.

Chu Shaoling left the palace first and picked himself cleanly. When the emperor's death came, Chu Shaoling was on the white-headed building of the Qin Palace and enjoying the first snow of this winter with the guards. The slave who sent the message cried: "Emperor... The emperor died at the third hour of the Xu hour today..."

Chu Shaoling put down the white jade wine glass in his hand and asked slowly: "Didn't it say that the condition has improved? I was still fine when I greeted you today, why did something happen?"

The slave lowered his head and choked and said, "I have indeed seen each other in the past two days, but today the emperor woke up and drank ginseng soup. The imperial physician said that it was because of this ginseng soup. The emperor had a weak body and strong liver fire. Drinking the old ginseng soup at this time is a life-threatening death..."

Chu Shaoling nodded: "You go, I will go back to the palace immediately."

The slave kowtowed and left. Wei Ji got up and walked closer. He hesitated for a while. He didn't know what to say. He just put the fox fur on his body for Chu Shaoling and whispered: "I will enter the palace with Your Highness."

Chu Shaoling turned his head and looked at the snowflakes that were rising outside and suddenly said, "Do you know? There is another month to be the twelfth lunar month..."

Wei Ji nodded: "I know about Empress Ling's sacrifice day."

Chu Shaoling smiled and said, "You remember... the emperor died, it was my sacrifice to my mother in advance. My mother is the best woman in the world. Unfortunately, the emperor never cherished her. After using her, she abandoned her after using her in every way. Now that my mother has a spirit in the sky, she can finally rest in peace."

Not only did he give Empress Ling, but he also gave himself a gift. He accepted the filial piety period for the past three years.

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