Chapter 312 The aroma of Guangxin Palace is all sweet.

"Little Fan Shixian."

"Master Fan."

"Master Tisi!"

It's not like Fan Xian hasn't seen enthusiastic people before.

This was a series of flattering, fawning and enthusiastic addresses that came one after another.

Yes, now that the crown prince has been deposed and even the imperial edict has been issued, all that remains is to go through the procedure of offering sacrifices to heaven, and it cannot be changed.

Perhaps some people are also optimistic about the second prince - after all, he is married into the Ye family, but the Ye family is no longer the same Ye family as before.

Therefore, Fan Xian, who controls the Overseer Council and the Imperial Treasury, has become the favorite to ascend the throne in the end!
How can people not be enthusiastic about this? How can they not fawn on others?
Fan Xian subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but then realized that this action might be inappropriate and lacked official authority, so he smiled self-deprecatingly. He was also a layman at heart, and it was inevitable that he would be lost for a moment in the face of these vain rights.

But he always knew in his heart that these were given to him by others and did not truly belong to him.

"Anzhi, what are you thinking about?"

Fan Jian's voice came from behind, and along with it came the sound of wheels rolling on the ground - Chen Pingping had also arrived.

After taking a look at the place and still being inside the palace, the two people who had always been at odds with each other came together, and they still felt something was wrong. But Chen Pingping didn't care at all, and at this time he also spoke: "Maybe he has some doubts in his heart."

Fan Xian nodded in agreement.

In terms of understanding oneself, perhaps Chen Pingping knows the most?
Fan Jian took a look at the two's expressions and asked softly, "Are you worried about your majesty's treatment of the eldest princess and the crown prince?"

"It's not entirely about the disposal." Fan Xian glanced at the guards and eunuchs on his left and right, and pushed Chen Pingping's wheelchair forward. As for Yan Bingyun, who had pushed the wheelchair earlier, he quietly stepped aside. "Abolishing the crown prince is a state affair, and disposing of the eldest princess can barely be considered a family affair if you insist."

The purpose of Fan Xian launching all this was actually to deal with the eldest princess and the Junshan Society behind her.

After such a thing happened, His Majesty simply imprisoned him without any other punishment. This was both beyond Fan Xian's expectations and within his reasoning.

However, Emperor Qing deposed the Crown Prince before imposing any other punishment on the Princess, which made Fan Xian think deeply.

"There is something wrong with the order of this disposal!"

Abolishing the crown prince is not something that can be done overnight. After all, this is a matter of treating the crown prince of a country and the future successor of the empire. Needless to say, it takes many years of training. If the various forces under him want to be eradicated or weakened in a short period of time, the best way is to boil the frog in warm water for a long time to prevent any turmoil in the empire.

With Emperor Qing's wisdom, he should not make such a low-level mistake.

There is one explanation, which is that he wanted to focus the main conflict of the matter on the prince and divert people's attention away from the eldest princess.

When the issue of deposing the crown prince became a hot topic, everyone was blaming the crown prince, which naturally downplayed the eldest princess's guilt.

You see, I have already dealt with and deposed the crown prince, and the matter has come to an end. You guys don't need to create trouble and keep making this a fuss!
This made Fan Xian frown.
"Your Majesty is still too anxious." Fan Jian sighed. He didn't want to speculate about others from a malicious perspective, but this person was Emperor Qing.
"What if Your Majesty has other plans?"

Chen Pingping smiled leisurely. He leaned over and patted Fan Xian's hand as he pushed the cart. He said softly, "When a person wants to use one thing to achieve the purpose of another thing, he will unconsciously simplify the process of the first thing. People are like this. Sometimes they only want to see the results and ignore the details of the process. I heard that Li An came to Qing Kingdom?"

Fan Xian seemed to be thinking about something. "Anzhi, it's time to get the eight departments in the courtyard moving."

The Eighth Department of the Supervisory Council is in charge of public opinion in Beijing, including books, newspapers, etc. Chen Pingping's words were just to ask the Council to add more strength. Whether His Majesty intended it or not, they would nail the Princess to the pillar of shame in history!

In fact, things are so magical.

Although some ministers had guessed that His Majesty would abolish the crown prince, it would not be so quick. At this point, many people had not expected that His Majesty would directly let the crown prince bear all the blame. Except for the Supervisory Council and the Dali Temple who were still holding on to the crown prince, the others more or less still adhered to the orthodoxy in their hearts and wanted to try harder, after all, Fan Xian was an illegitimate child!
Even if the crown prince cannot be saved in the end, the second or third prince should take the throne!
"Your Majesty has made up his mind. What can I do?" Chen Pingping seemed very happy, but behind this smile, there was more crazy hatred. At this point, he didn't want to suppress it anymore, but he was Chen Pingping, and he always paid attention to details. "As early as yesterday, Your Majesty summoned me to the palace to discuss this matter. The Dadongshan Festival is scheduled for one and a half months later."

When Fan Jian frowned, Chen Pingping said slowly, "Anzhi, come to Chen Garden when you have free time."

"Dean?" Fan Xian was curious. He felt that Chen Pingping was very strange today.

"I have something for you."

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After the court meeting, Li Chengqian left the hall through another door.

Although they were said to be leaving, they were actually "escorted" by the people from the clan house. Besides them, there was also a eunuch following them.

Before this, in addition to being confined to the clan house, Li Chengqian was not allowed to stay in the palace, let alone return to the Eastern Palace - a fire broke out in the Eastern Palace, and his father wanted to make all the filth disappear.

On the way back to the clan residence, Li Chengqian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenes along the way, feeling lost. He knew that everything here would have nothing to do with him anymore.

He will not stop, nor will he be given any chance. After offering sacrifices to the sky at Mount Dadong, he will set off for the Kingdom of Nanzhao.

In name, they were going to contact and win over the people to solve the problem of food import, but in reality, they were exiling him. This was the best outcome, but he could not return to Kyoto.
"Eunuch, I would like to go and pay my respects to the Queen Mother. Is that possible?"

There was politeness in the prince's gentle tone, but there was some weariness in his expression, as if he had seen through everything that was fleeting.

The person in charge of this matter was one of the newly promoted eunuchs in charge, otherwise he would not have been responsible for supervising the clan house to look after the prince. Even so, he was stunned by the prince's words.

This... Did I hear it wrong?

The prince actually spoke to me in this tone?

He glanced around. Everyone in the palace was in a state of panic, and he was there to monitor the prince. His only duty was to send the prince to the clan house, but he had no power to decide where the prince was going.

It was just that the prince asked, and he had to answer, so he responded with a bitter face: "The prince is the master, no one dares to stop you from going anywhere you want, why are you asking about a servant?"

The prince's smile was somewhat self-deprecating and bitter. Hearing this, he sighed inwardly and realized that his idea was unrealistic.

As they walked, they passed by Guangxin Palace unconsciously.

I don’t know if it was Li Chengqian’s illusion, but he seemed to feel that the air here smelled sweeter.

Looking greedily in the direction of Guangxin Palace, Li Chengqian's mind flashed with the image of his aunt, and he remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)