MTL - Rebirth of Glory and Splendour-Chapter 90 God willing

When Wei Chongrong hurried back to the palace, it was nearly five watch, Wei Zhao had been waiting for him, and the lights in the study were on all night.

Something very important must have happened yesterday, the more Wei Chongrong thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he stepped up to the study.

"Dad, I'm back, what happened? You called me back in such a hurry." Walking into the study, Wei Chongrong walked straight into the room, asking as he walked, his tone seemed a little hurried.

Wei Zhao did not sit behind the desk, but on the couch by the window. When he saw Wei Chongrong entering the room, he waved to him with a smile: "Rong'er, come here." Compared with Wei Chongrong, his The expression should appear to be much calmer.

Wei Chongrong immediately went over, sat next to Wei Zhao, frowned and said: "Dad, you know I'll be back very late, you can go to bed first, why stay up all night waiting for me, it hurts your body, you are already very busy. , what should I do if I'm tired?"

Wei Ming was too ill to be able to manage, and he did not let Wei Lan intervene. Instead, he entrusted all the political affairs of the DPRK and China to Wei Zhao, but he still has his own affairs, but he was too busy. Every time Wei Chongrong returned to the house, I saw him going to bed very late.

Facing his son's concern words, Wei Zhao must have been very useful in his heart, but he smiled disapprovingly: "There is such a delicate place, you are not tired of running for half an night on horseback, I am sitting in the room. Waiting for you, how can you be tired."

Wei Chongrong raised his brows and raised his voice: "Dad, I'm not talking to you, so don't take your own body as one thing, okay? King Neijun of Lu said that you should not work too hard. , don’t think too much, and take care of yourself.”

Wei Zhao frowned slightly when he heard the words, but he always felt that these words sounded familiar, and after thinking about it, it was not that Sun Ye told Wei Ming when he was in the palace yesterday. It turned out that Sun Ye had said something similar to him a long time ago, but he had never done it much.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhao sighed quietly: "Did Rong'er want to say that when people get old, they must admit defeat, and don't always make trouble with themselves."

Wei Chongrong shook his head subconsciously and hurriedly said: "Daddy is not old, it is the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. You and I will stand outside together. People who don't know our relationship will think that we are brothers."

Wei Zhao was amused by him and laughed: "You little devil, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Is this how you usually coax Hua'er?"

Wei Chongrong smiled but didn't say a word. In fact, what he said before was not completely open-minded. The God of Fate definitely favors Wei Zhao in terms of appearance, not to mention the combination of the advantages of his parents. He has not left too many traces of the years on his face. That's about thirty people. It's just that Wei Zhao himself doesn't care about this, while Wei Chongrong and Huo Qingyang care more about his body.

During those years in Fuyu, the damage Helianzhuo caused to Wei Zhao's body was irreparable. Even if Sun Ye took care of him, he had only recovered 60 to 70% of the time, and Wei Zhao was restless. Dayan has been busy for more than ten years.

Fortunately, after the expedition against Fuyu, Wei Zhao did not lead any more troops on the expedition. As for things going up, with Wei Ming and Wei Xuan and his son, he only had to take care of his own affairs, and he wouldn't be too busy to be overwhelmed.

Wei Xuan's death came too suddenly, not to mention that the emperor's husband wanted to die, even Wei Zhao felt unacceptable. Wei Zhao was only nine years older than Wei Xuan, and he had been playing with him since he was a child. Wei Xuan's care for Wei Chongrong was largely due to his affection for Wei Zhao.

Before Wei Xuan was assassinated, at least half of Wei Ming's government affairs were handed over to him. Wei Xuan passed away suddenly, and the East Palace was suddenly headless, and there was a backlog of affairs.

Afterwards, the queen mother died, the emperor was seriously ill, and Wei Zhao's workload had doubled compared to the original. How could Wei Chongrong not be worried.

However, Wei Zhao, as the king of Qin, ruled on behalf of the emperor, and Wei Chongrong wanted to share his worries, but he had no idea what to do.

Seeing the tiredness in Wei Zhao's eyes that couldn't be concealed, Wei Chongrong stopped talking and asked directly, "Dad, what happened in the palace yesterday?" For a while, otherwise it will be another night of sleepless nights.

Wei Zhao restrained his smile and said solemnly, "Brother Huang's condition has worsened again, and the situation may not be good..."

"Ah?!" Wei Chongrong was stunned, not knowing what to say with his mouth open. Wei Ming's body is obviously not as good as his parents' body, otherwise Wei Xuan would not have shared so many government affairs when he was there. The death of the prince and the queen mother was another heavy blow to him.

Although Wei Chongrong was reluctant to believe it, deep in his heart, he still accepted the fact that the royal uncle who had loved him since he was a child might be dead soon...

However, when the emperor was seriously ill, and the position of the crown prince was especially empty, the situation seemed very bad.

Seeing that Wei Chongrong was silent, Wei Zhao continued: "Brother Huang still insists on establishing a grandson..."

Before Wei Zhao could finish speaking, Wei Chongrong hurriedly said: "It's good to have a grandson, at least it's better than Wei Lan's succession." And since Wei Ming didn't want to pass the throne to Wei Lan, he wouldn't let him assist him. The title of chief minister, chief minister, must fall to Wei Zhao.

The child has a lot of variables. When he grows up, he may be a handsome gentleman like his father, or he may be like his second uncle, unworthy of his parents...

But these are not important, it will be a long time later, and at present, as long as Xie Xiang can give birth to a son, as long as Wei Ming can last until then, Wei Zhao will have enough time to clean up Wei Lan, he firmly believes that he No doubt about the wrong person.

Wei Zhao patted the back of Wei Chongrong's hand, motioning him to calm down: "I didn't expect that the emperor's condition would deteriorate so quickly, and I persuaded him not to set up his grandson early to avoid shocks. "

In less than half a year, what he had to worry about became whether Wei Ming could survive until his grandson was born. As for the gender of the child, Sun Ye's Jinkou Yuyan was in front of him, but Wei Zhao never worried about it, no. Possibly the little princess.

Wei Chongrong rolled his eyes and asked, "Dad, are you worried that the royal uncle won't be able to wait for the birth of the child?" Children come out early.

Wei Zhao nodded lightly, and then said, "Today I see what the empress means, and I don't agree with the grandson..."

"This is normal. How can a grandson have a son to kiss him. However, for such a major event as the establishment of the Chu Chu, the uncle of the emperor should be arbitrary." Wei Chongrong felt that the queen's thinking was normal, but he did not think that he could change Wei Ming's thinking .

Wei Zhao frowned, and said after a long time, "I hope I'm overthinking it."

Seeing the worry in his eyes, Wei Chongrong put his hand around Wei Zhao's shoulder and said sternly: "Dad, don't worry, I know what to do, no matter what happens, the soldiers of the East and West battalions will only recognize you. Tiger talisman in hand."

"Yeah." Wei Zhao replied softly, smiling slightly at his son who was already half a head taller than him.

Wei Chongrong glanced sideways at the sky outside the window, and said softly, "It's almost dawn, Daddy, hurry up and sleep for a while, or you will have to work all day after entering the palace, and your body will not be able to bear it. I don't want to see you sick."

Wei Zhao smiled without saying a word, and lay down on the couch in clothes. Wei Chongrong accompanied him by his side, and left quietly when he saw that he was asleep.

Half a month later, the princess gave birth prematurely, struggled for a day and a night, and gave birth to a weak baby boy. The child is very small, weighing less than four pounds at birth, and the sound of crying is not as good as that of a kitten. If Sun Ye hadn't rescued him, he would have hardly survived.

Xie Xiang held her newborn son with a look of resentment: "Mother, it's not me, it's really not me..."

Even if Sun Ye said that she must be pregnant with a son, even if Wei Ming hinted that he would have a grandson when the emperor was born, even if the emperor's illness was fickle, it was possible that he could not wait for the birth of his grandson at all, and she never did. I thought about artificially giving birth prematurely.

That was her child, that was Wei Xuan's only son, how could she use his life to make a joke.

Princess Yuankang was shocked when she saw this, and shouted sharply: "Ah Xiang, keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense!" She believed in her own daughter, but she had thought about it herself, but thinking that the emperor's situation was relatively stable , And a child with a weak body must not be able to sit on the throne, and it may even make the emperor think that he has no chance to sit on the throne. She gave up after thinking about it, and did not take any measures.

"Of course it's not you. This is not going to do you any good for your mother and son." Looking at his little nephew, who was so thin that he didn't even have the strength to breastfeed, Xie Xiu's eyes were full of pity. child.

"It's him, it must be him..." Xie Xiang raised his head suddenly, "Except for him, everything I eat is made in the small kitchen of the East Palace." Xie Xiang has been in the palace for many years, and the East Palace has managed to keep the water tight, and others want to treat her Getting started is not easy.

"Ah Xiang, don't talk about it!" Princess Yuankang understood at one point, and immediately understood who her daughter was talking about.

In Chengqian Palace, Wei Ming waited for a long time, and finally waited for the news that the little emperor's grandson had landed safely. He asked Sun Ye if there was something wrong with the child's health. Sun Ye said that he is just weaker than ordinary children, but he can always grow up smoothly if he takes care of him carefully.

Wei Ming lay back on the pillow, with disappointment flashing in his eyes. His disappointment was not only because of the little emperor's body.

"If this is what you want, I will fulfill your wish. I just hope that in the future, you will not regret it." The emperor murmured something that no one could understand except himself.

Later, Wei Ming summoned Wei Zhao and handed him a secret decree.

"Azhao, I'm sorry, but I can't help but do this." Xiao Huangsun was in poor health, and he had no choice but Wei Lan.

On March 18, the ninth year of Tai'an, Emperor Renzong, Wei Ming, died, and the second prince, Zhao Wang Weilan, succeeded to the throne, and the following year was the first year of Baofeng.