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    The people who went to investigate Wu Sansi's whereabouts had not returned yet. Tang Song first felt something was wrong in Taiping's room, and then he felt inexplicably restless. He could no longer sit still, so he got up and walked around the room.  {.

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    Taiping was so dizzy by him, "You should sit down. My cousin, Prince of Liang, must have known by now that he could no longer cover up his poisoning of Wu Chengsi. Maybe he will be found here after a while. You just need to recharge your batteries."  Rui, I really want to think about how to deal with him if he comes."

    Tang Song also admitted that Taiping's idea was very reasonable. When the matter reached the point where it could not be concealed but did not spread, Wu Sansi, the culprit behind the scenes, had to step in to clean up the mess.

    This is the subtlety of Taiping's identity. After Taiping was directly involved in this matter, Wu San thought it would be difficult to be tough. And because of his relationship with Taiping's cousins, he would definitely think that there was room for negotiation.  Don't be too anxious to jump over the wall.

    " Tang Song's seemingly unintentional rush to the Princess Taiping Mansion was actually the best choice in the desperate situation tonight. However, no one knows now whether he was really desperate when he rushed into the Princess Mansion or had a plan in mind.

    " Of course, this matter is also good for Taiping. With her status, if Wu Sansi really has the intention to negotiate, the benefits given to her must be worthy of her status as the first princess in the world.

    Taiping believed that Wu Sansi would come to her house to find a solution to the matter.  This logic is correct and is the most likely scenario.  But he couldn't calm down Tang Song's mind, "If your mother knew about this matter, how would he deal with it?"

    This question made Taiping ponder for a long time. Finally, he looked at Karamatsu and shook his head: "I don't know."

    "have no idea?"

    "It's hard to give a definite answer. It depends on who the Queen Mother intends to take over as the heir. If it's a brother-in-law relationship and the Sacred Heart silently approves of Wu Sansi, then the Queen Mother will not just judge Wu Sansi.  Instead, they will come forward to clean up the mess for him and keep insiders like you and me silent."

    Hearing this answer, Tang Song felt cold in his heart. He wanted to refuse to accept it, but he really couldn't find a reason to refute it.  Taiping still knew Wu Zetian and knew that she was involved in such things.  The standard of consideration is always politics first. As for good and evil, family ties, etc., they are very secondary compared to political considerations.

    Maybe.  Tang Song had a secret plan in his heart. Perhaps for Wu Zetian, who was willing to kill two sons and exile one son in order to fight for the throne, Wu Sansi's move of killing Wu Chengsi to fight for the throne would not make her angry.  It is also unknown whether he will secretly add points to Wu Sansi in his heart.

    After the bloody political killing incident encountered the only deserving female emperor in thousands of years, what its future direction will be is no longer something that ordinary people can guess and grasp with logical thinking. There is no peace, Karamatsu  Same doesn't work.

    "What if the saint is interested in the choice of heir, so that the father dies and the son succeeds?"

    This time Taiping answered in the affirmative.  "If this is the case, my cousin Prince Liang will definitely die. The Queen Mother will be very happy that you provide him with this opportunity to remove the strong branches."

    Karamatsu, who was still pacing slowly, naturally understood what Taiping meant.  Weak trunks and strong branches are actually a taboo for a ruler. When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che wanted to make his youngest son Liu Fuling his heir, he killed his biological mother, Mrs. Gou Yi, because he was afraid that after his death, the mother would be strong, and the weak trunk would be strong.  The condition of the branches.

    And Sima Yan, the grandson of Sima Yi and the founding king of the Western Jin Dynasty, failed to deal with this problem well and wanted to divide the clans into kings in his later years.  Eventually leading to his death.  After Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty, Sima Zhong succeeded to the throne, the branches were weak and the branches were strong. The kings competed for the imperial power, triggering the Eight Kings Rebellion, which eventually led to the Five Husty Rebellion, which caused the Western Jin Dynasty, which had unified the world for only fifty years, to fall apart.

    "Historical lessons are not far away. Wu Yanji, the eldest son of Wu Chengsi, is too young and honest.  Wu Zetian is also getting older.  But Wu Sansi was in his prime, if he really chose Wu Yanji as his heir.  In fact, within the Wu clan, there were signs of weak branches and strong branches, which Wu Zetian had to consider.  Even if she doesn't consider it now, she will definitely consider it when she is older and weaker.

    Under such circumstances, Wu Sansi's incident really gave Wu Zetian an excellent opportunity to eliminate future troubles. He could kill two of his own sons, let alone a nephew?

    This is the fundamental reason why Taiping said that if Wu Yanji becomes the heir, this case is enough to make Wu Sansi think that he will die.  It still has nothing to do with good and evil, law and order, and political needs come first.

    Thinking of this, Karamatsu felt a deep sadness!  How many people died in order to obtain conclusive evidence that Wu Sansi murdered Wu Chengsi?  Even Shangguan Ming squeezed in!  Now the evidence is indeed conclusive, but the final development of the incident has little to do with this evidence. Everything depends only on Wu Zetian's thoughts.

    This fucking person governs!  The meaning of the tragic deaths of Shangguan Ming and others has been so pale and vain.

    ? ???There has never been a moment when Tang Song had such a profound understanding of "ruling the country according to law" as now.

    After some messy thoughts, Tang Song asked Taiping one last question, "In your opinion, between Wu Sansi and Wu Yanji, would the saint choose to be succeeded by brothers or by sons after the death of father?"

    Taiping smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Except for the Queen Mother, no one in the world can answer your question. But if the Queen Mother chose my cousin, I would not be surprised at all."

    At this point, Taiping's voice, which had become cold in nature since Xue Shao's death, actually sounded a little sad, "My mother-in-law has four sons and two nephews. But she treats her nephews much better than her sons.  Among these six people, Wu Sansi is the most favored. Whatever he wants in these years, the Queen Mother has never really refuted him."

    Why!  This is another fact that I don¡¯t want to believe but I have to believe. Among Wu Zetian¡¯s six nephews and two nephews, she did treat her nephew better than her son, and among the two nephews, she did like Wu Sansi more. Of course, this is consistent with Wu Sansi¡¯s clever words and seduction.  It also has something to do with being too good at winning people's hearts.

    Time passed little by little, and the people who went out to inquire about Wu Sansi¡¯s whereabouts were coming back soon.

    At this moment, Tang Song still doesn¡¯t know that Wu Sansi, who he is eager to know the whereabouts of, is now in the inner palace.

    In the tea room at the gate of Dabankong Temple in the inner court, Wu Sansi was sipping tea from the monastery and comforting his nephew Wu Yanji with a sad expression.

    The wealthy and handsome Wu Yanji was very young. Recently, he looked haggard and thin due to arranging the funeral of his father Wu Chengsi, especially his two eyes, which were red and swollen.

    Listening to his uncle Wu Sansi¡¯s warm words of comfort, tears flashed in Wu Yanji¡¯s eyes again.

    After a long time, Wu Sansi finally finished speaking. After Wu Yanji bowed respectfully to him as a thank you, he looked at the other two people sitting in the room, Di Renjie and Wu Youyi, with their eyes slightly closed and their expressions solemn.  Xiang Wu Sansi asked in a low voice: "Uncle Wang. Why did the saint summon us here? How long do we have to wait?"

    It was so late that he summoned four of them. Among the four, Di Renjie was the chief political assistant and the leader of civil servants.  King Wu Youyi of Jian'an was the leader of the military generals.  He always leads the Imperial City Imperial Army and the 40,000 government troops who were transferred in some time ago.  The two of them are candidates for successor.  Just think about the identities of these four people. Do we need to say more about the purpose of Wu Zetian summoning them here?

    Wu Sansi took a deep look at Wu Yanji, his extremely sharp eyes seeming to pierce his guts to see if his nephew really didn't know or was just pretending to be stupid.

    Wu Yanji was frightened by this look. He took a step back unconsciously and said in shock: "Uncle Wang. What's wrong?"

    "It's nothing." Wu Sansi's expression suddenly became calm and gentle, and he looked at Wu Yanji with loving eyes, "Looking at your asking, is there something urgent?"

    Speaking of this, Wu Yanji¡¯s eye circles turned red again.  "My father's funeral has not yet been completed, and my brothers are too young to support them"

    In the dark night, in the quiet teahouse, Wu Yanji¡¯s slightly choked voice sounded both profound and sad.

    Di Renjie, who had been keeping his eyes closed until now, sighed invisibly, opened his eyes, and waved to Wu Yanji.

    Wu Yanji stepped forward to salute respectfully, but Di Renjie said nothing.  He just pointed at the brocade stool beside him.

    Wu Yanji sat down and looked at Di Renjie.

    Di Renjie closed his eyes slightly again.  He only said three words, "Be still and wait."

    As a result, silence returned to the tearoom, so that the Buddhist singing when Shenxiu was giving a lecture to Wu Zetian in the next room could be faintly heard.

    ¡° Seeing Wu Yanji being protected by Di Renjie, Wu Youyi acted like an old monk who was in trance and not talking to anyone.  Wu Sansi, who couldn't sit still because his heart fire was too strong, could only keep drinking An tea to moisturize his lips and tongue which were extremely dry due to the fire in his heart.

    The three of them sat in silence.  The other kept adding tea and water, and time passed in this weird atmosphere for nearly a stick of incense.  At this time, the sound of Buddhist singing stopped when Master Shenxiu was lecturing next door.  Wu Sansi stood up suddenly in response, but just a moment later, Wu Zetian's faint chanting sounded again next door.

    Wu Sansi's face was slightly red, and he didn't know where to place his hands in embarrassment. He pretended to dust off his clothes that had no trace of dust at all. Although Di Renjie didn't say anything or opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up and he smiled.  That is hidden.

    "Is uncle feeling unwell?" Wu Yanji's sincere inquiry caused a series of coughs to sound in Wu Sansi's throat.

    At this moment, a palace servant waiting outside at the door of the tea room poked his head in. Wu Sansi took the opportunity to walk to the door, and when he was about to ask a question with a solemn face, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Changzong and another armored man standing in the shadows outside the door.  General.

    Nowadays, Wu Zetian's trust and favor for Zhang Changzong are deepening day by day. Except for memorials or those related to government affairs,Shangguan Wan'er was still in charge of matters and would not let him interfere. He was also responsible for all aspects of life including clothing, food, and daily living.  On weekdays, as long as she was not in court, Wu Zetian would take him with her wherever she went in the inner court. Due to his status, it was neither appropriate nor comfortable for him to enter the tearoom, so he simply stayed on the pretext of arranging for the palace servants to serve tea and water.  Outside.

    But it was not him that worried Wu Sansi, but the armored general beside him. Logically speaking, he should be guarding the imperial city now and should never appear here.

    "If you have anything to say, go out and don't disturb the saint who is chanting sutras next door." Wu Sansi said to the palace servant who poked his head in, and then went out first.

    After turning left out of the door, Wu Sansi immediately quickened his pace and came to the shadow, and whispered to the armored general: "Wenbo, how did you get here?"

    The armored general named Wenbo didn't even have time to salute. He bowed slightly and spoke something in Wu Sansi's ear.

    As he listened, Wu Sansi's expression changed. After hearing this, he said in a low voice, "Tang Song has ulterior motives. Wu Hui, a fool like me, has failed to accomplish anything. He has misled me deeply!"

    After he finished speaking, the armored general asked for instructions in a low voice: "Now we are in Princess Taiping's mansion. My people have guarded all the entrances of Princess Taiping's mansion. Prince Liang, are we"

    Wu Sansi waved his hand fiercely, "Don't cause any extraneous matters. Everything will be done according to our previous arrangements. Bring back all the troops outside the Taiping Mansion. You must gather all your confidants outside the palace tonight and guard everything.  Door, be sure to let anyone enter the palace to face the saint. As long as Karamatsu can't enter the inner palace tonight, what's the point of letting him live for one more night? If God's will is on me later, then it will be nothing. Some time between backhand  Just kill this kid's nine tribes. As for Taiping, huh, don't worry, she is a smart person."

    Hearing this, the armored general turned around and left. After walking a few steps, Wu Sansi called him back, "That's all. After you go to the front and finish your instructions, come here and wait. I always feel a little uneasy."

    The armored general smiled when he heard this, "The saint's love for the prince is known to the world. Wu Yanji is just a young boy, and he has not received the full support of the clan. Is there any need to choose?"

    Wu Sansi wanted to say that if he didn¡¯t have to choose, His Majesty wouldn¡¯t summon them to meet here tonight.  The reason why they did not summon him immediately when they came to Dabinkong Temple, but instead gave lectures and recited sutras, showed that his imperial aunt also had hesitations in her heart, so she wanted to use this method to meditate and do the work.  The final decision.

    When the words were about to come out, Wu Sansi swallowed them alive, smiled and patted the armored general's shoulders and arms, then turned and returned to the tea room.

    After he turned around, another stick of incense time passed. The "Huayan Sutra" that was being recited next door suddenly stopped. This time Wu Sansi learned the embarrassing lesson from before and sat firmly without moving. But who would have expected it for a moment?  After that, the door on the other side of the tea room was slowly pushed open, and Wu Zetian walked in.

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