Law of the Devil

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Chapter 295 [Royal Family]

At this moment, Prince Chen's voice sounded very soft, his fine voice was like that of the wind prince who had not yet taken power, and his eyes were warm.

“Dewey, I know, now that I'm high and tens of thousands of people are submissive, someone will inevitably scold me for killing my brother and cheating on my father's rebellion. The Great Brother was rebellious on that day, but he died after all, and I promised him a request before he died, without depriving him of his royal identity and treating him with a flag burial. It's just that people die, they always get some sympathy, and... I look like a sight now, but the identity of this‘ Regent ’is also a little embarrassing... my father, huh! His old man had not necessarily been so secure in the palace for two years. I also know that public opinion outside is not a unanimous tribute to me. There's always some mischievous thief talking nonsense. Said I killed my brother, well, I did. I didn't kill the big brother myself, but I did force him to die that day, under the circumstances. Said I was bullying my father... Hmm, what a‘ bully ’! My brother-in-law and I finally met each other, and the situation that kept him alive was that he worked hard all these years to bring about it! ”

The last sentence changed Dewey's complexion... is there anything royal about it?

According to normal logic, the coffin was already covered by the coup d 'état two years ago. The prevailing view was that Augustine VI had established the Grand Prince as Crown Prince in early years, but in later years he had spoiled his youngest son, Prince Chen, so that the Grand Prince felt the position of heir was dangerous, which was why he was determined to coup d 'état.

Isn't that...

“That's not true!” Prince Chen laughed and looked at Dewey in surprise: “Dewey, I guess I can guess what this is all about, can I not know? It's just... unfortunately, I'm fine, the big brother is fine, he's just a victim of his father! ”

Speaking of this, Prince Chen suddenly turned around and drank to several Jinya court samurai in the distance: “You all go down, I want to talk to the Duke of Tulip, everyone leave the garden! If anyone hears a word, kill them immediately! ”

After the Golden Armored Warriors took orders, they bent over and turned away.

Prince Chen's face showed a little tiredness and suddenly sat down. At this time of winter, the meadow of the palace garden had withered. His imperial lord sat so casually on the dead grass that he glanced at Dewey and photographed the ground around him.

Dewey hesitated for a moment and sat down, sitting beside Prince Chen.

“Dewey, would you like to hear the story? ”

That made Dewey laugh even weirder.

Damn... I think I've been listening to stories all these days. Maximus told himself a story, and QQ told himself another version of the story.

Now that we're in the Imperial Palace, will Prince Chen tell a story to himself?

But whether Dewey wants it or not, it's a story to hear: How can you refuse when the imperial Regent of the Hall wants to tell you a story?

Besides, Dewey is a little curious...

Prince Chen sighed softly, reaching out at will, pulling out a thorn strip from the flower tree next to him, slim and long fingers, pulling the thorn strips apart, one by one, then slowly said: “That was when I was ten years old...”

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Ever since I was a little girl, I've always thought I was probably the happiest person in the world.

Born royal glory and honor, noble blood and identity, royal title...

When I was a little girl, everyone around me liked to compliment me on being smart, saying I was the rare genius prince in the royal family, smart and wise. Actually, I know that most of these words are just hypocritical compliments.

And I just, you know, know, a little earlier than the other kids.

Everyone thinks my father likes me... well, he likes me a lot. Because I was his youngest son, born when he was fifty years old, and of course some baby. Legend has it that he always wanted another son, but the other princesses gave him several princesses in a row, and he even killed a queen in anger... hey!

Finally, she was relieved when my mother gave birth to me.

But... when I was a little girl, I didn't know why, I always had this strange feeling. This feeling comes from my dear Father!

Yes, Father Emperor!

I learned early, and I showed wisdom early. So I hired an Enlightenment teacher earlier than the other kids. Whether I'm a court scholar, astrologer, or court magician, praise me for being smart and say how talented I am...

But is it my hallucination? Because every time, I always felt that when teachers praised me in front of my father, he looked at me —— well, that was a strange look. Doesn't look like a loving father looking at his favorite wonderful son.

That look, it's like... it's like an aging lion, looking at a young lion with teeth and claws! It's like a person sees a potential threat to the future!

That look made me feel a little nervous by instinct, a little dangerous by instinct!

Though... the Father hides this look deeply. But I've come to the implicit understanding:

In fact, Father doesn't really like me as much as people say, he loves me.

Perhaps he likes and loves me, just intentionally.

When I was little, I didn't understand why.

When I was 10 years old, I finally understood!

It was the sixtieth birthday of the father.

Though he is the supreme emperor of the empire, master of the continent, the most powerful man on the continent. But by the age of sixty, he was also inevitably much older. But this is the way the world is, the older the man, sometimes the more dying he grabs something and won't let go!

That year, I was only 10 years old, and that night, after Father's birthday dinner, my mother came to my bedroom, and she looked delighted and told me something: Father seemed intent on changing Crown Prince, intent on standing me up as Crown Prince!

However, at the dinner, when he revealed a little, he was vehemently opposed by the noble ministers. It was strictly forbidden to spread the word, so very few people knew.

Now there's a circulation out there where my father was 70 years old, and when I was 20 years old, he wanted to stand me up for the Crown Prince and be objected to —— in fact, it happened 10 years earlier. My father had wanted to do this since I was 10 years old.

Well, let me go on to say that night when I was 10...

Mother, she's not an intelligent woman, she just instinctively thinks that if I could be the Crown Prince and become the future Emperor, that would be a wonderful thing. So she was glad, after all, that Father might succeed in the future. Besides, my mother was not a woman with a heart, and she was so happy that she couldn't help but tell me at night.

But that night, I felt danger!

That is a thoroughly full body chill!!

You're right, I'm smarter than people my age, because I know better than that.

That's when I realized the truth: there's no good in the world for no reason at all!

Yes, I am young and intelligent, and my teachers who teach me praise me. Even many noble ministers will praise my young wisdom at the banquet...

But a 10-year-old child, even smarter, showed talent. Can you change Father's mind and set up another Crown Prince? Is it possible?

You know, at that time, my big brother, Alvin, was in his thirties. Big brothers in their thirties, who already had the means to do things, and who had participated in the Northwest War in the early years, can't say how stunning, but also a small credit. And all those years, he's been a Crown Prince, and gradually he's got his own class, and he's doing pretty good things. And at his age, it was brilliant. Something about the dynasty that he handled was quite comprehensive.

A 10-year-old boy, even if he is smarter, is just a gift shown in his schooling, so that he can overwhelm an adult who is in his thirties, has mastered a certain amount of power, and has done a great job???

At least I don't believe it myself!

Father, would he let a 30-year-old do something steadily, a grown son who doesn't believe but believes in a 10-year-old hairy child? I'm afraid no normal person would think that!

Ridiculous, my mother thought it was a good thing, but the truth is... danger is at stake!

Everything has changed since that day.

The servants and maids beside me, as well as the court teacher, have been extraordinarily respectful of my attitude, as if in their eyes I was no longer simply “Prince Chen”, but became "a possible Emperor's Chen Prince”!

More importantly... even my dear brother, Crown Prince Awen, has changed his attitude towards me!

When I was a kid, my brother used to hug me. I even remember clearly that when I was little, he taught me to ride horses. He took me on a white horse, and he said to me, "We Augustine family have taken control of this continent with martial arts. As Augustine men, we must have the spirit of martial arts! ”

Back then, he was like a real elder brother. After all, the father has many children, but only our two sons, the others are daughters. So when I was little, the Big Brother was still very close to me.

But because of what my father meant at his birthday dinner, the Great Brother's attitude toward me also changed.

He never came to see me again. He never came to see me. Never came to take me on horseback, never to accompany me to the court samurai to practice martial arts. I even remember that he had promised me that he would secretly take me out of the palace for a drink in a month. But that promise, he never lived up to it... until his soldiers died!

It's Father who changed all this!

Just because he revealed his intention to make me a Crown Prince, the Big Brother made me an enemy!

But is it really that simple? Father, is it because he really likes me that he wants to make me Crown Prince?

I've been wondering since then!

As I said, normal people don't choose to give up a steady, 30-year-old adult who doesn't believe, but believes in a little kid who doesn't understand anything -- even though that little kid is a little smart.

So, I think Father did it on purpose!

Of course, this complicated thing, when I was 10 years old, of course I didn't understand. But I also know that I couldn't ask my father about this by myself… more importantly, at that time, I had instinctively developed a fear of my father. I didn't understand it at the time, but it was probably a natural instinct.

I couldn't think of an answer myself, so I had to ask someone else.

Remember that was three months later, there was a good opportunity. Teach my court teacher to tell me that there is something new in the Emperor. There is a scholar named "Blue Sea” who is intelligent and knowledgeable, as if there is nothing in the world he does not understand, astronomical geomedicine flower history... he seems to know everything.

At a congress that brought together scholars from all over the Emperor, he argued with great wisdom, in the debate, that he was jealous of his opponents and that he was silent. Everyone thinks he's the smartest scholar in Teito.

After the court teacher told me about it, I was curious to see what the legendary Emperor was like as the smartest scholar.

Finally, that day, the teacher told me that there would be another debate in Diduri, probably the last time someone lost to the Blue Sea, and that someone was uncomfortable and had brought in several other famous university students from outside the province.

I admired the Blue Sea and asked my court scholar teacher to show me. He was also very interested in this matter, so he took me...

I was too young to get out of the palace, so when the teacher found a way to get me out to the General Assembly site, that debate was over. I didn't see the Blue Sea scholars silencing their opponents. But I saw the cheers of the people outside, the people in civilian clothes, the sincere respect and admiration shown by the scholar called the Blue Sea.

I noticed the Blue Sea scholar, who was truly an extraordinary man, though he wore very ordinary clothes.

This is the world. Many egotistical people, desperately wearing gorgeous clothes, instead reveal shallow. And people like the Blue Sea don't need gorgeous clothes to support themselves.

Just a few brief glances, and I made sure that this guy, Blue Sea, must be a smart scholar.

Later… after the General Assembly, despite the objection of the court teacher, I followed him secretly behind the Blue Sea and followed him back to his home.

Then I asked the court teacher to wait outside, and I knocked on the door and found the Blue Sea scholar.

I did not conceal my identity, and he was not surprised at all by my identity. I can feel his calm, not disguised, but real.

The Blue Sea is the kind of person... this kind of person, when you stand in front of him, as if you were really facing the ocean, you will feel that his wisdom seems unpredictable. And when you stand in front of him, you instinctively feel small.

When I was young, I made a request to him, and I wanted to ask him a question, but I wanted him to keep a secret from me.

Blue Sea thought for a while and said to me, "If it were five years later, I would reject your request. But now, I promise you. ”

Later, I realized what he meant by this: If I had grown up five years later, I would have grown up to the age where I could be cruel for power, and I might have killed him after asking him. But luckily, I was only 10 years old, 10 years old, and I didn't do that.

That day, in the Blue Sea Scholar's cabin, I think he raised the question that had been hiding in my heart:

Father, why did he suddenly want to make me Crown Prince? Does Father really think that I must be better than a 30-year-old child?

After listening to my questions, the Blue Sea scholar thought about it for a while.

Then he finally gave me the answer.

And that answer, after I heard it, really gave me a creepy feeling! For the first time in my life, I suddenly felt that being born in the royal family was not necessarily a blessing!

The answer to the Blue Sea is not complicated, there is only one thing: to blame your father for this is too well now, and your big brother is growing up too fast!

When Blue Sea said that, I didn't understand. He didn't mean to explain it to me either, and I, it was late, I was going back to the palace immediately.

That night, I was in my room, all alone, thinking about the whole night! I thought of the father's “love” for me. When I was little, when others praised me for my wisdom, the father looked at me like that, and I thought of the helplessness occasionally revealed by the Great Brother...

By dawn, I suddenly figured it all out!

Blue Sea is absolutely right! The biggest reason for this is that Father is too well and the Big Brother is growing up too fast!!

Father, Augustine VI, is an emperor with an almost radical desire for possession of power. In his eyes, there is no father-son affection, only the throne! The throne is the only thing that weighs in his heart! The supreme throne and the power to dominate the continent are the only things he sees!

So, despite being sixty years old, he still seemed energetic, as if he had no intention of letting go. He is such a man of great joy, he is even planning to assemble a fleet to expedite the South China, he even wants to wage another war against the Northwest... all day in his head are these fanatical thoughts, he holds power, he wants to be the greatest emperor in the Augustine dynasty, he still has so many grand plans not carried out, so many great wishes not fulfilled!

How can he let go of his power when this happens?

He thinks he's not old yet, he thinks he has a lot to do. He probably thought if he could, he wanted to be an emperor until he was 100 years old!! Hmmm...

But the problem is... the reality is, he's in his early sixties! Sixty, probably old age. And his son, his legal heir, my eldest brother, is in his thirties!

Thirty years old, is exactly the age at which a man is at his peak, most mature, most energetic, and most energetic! It is arguably the most golden year of men!!!

And men of this age, without a doubt, are eager to venture their energies into their careers to achieve their great revenge...

But that's the contradiction!

In those two years, the Big Brother had quite a class. The Royal Guard already has his lineage, and in the military, Count Raymond of the Rollins is his juvenile friend. And the Treasury Department, the Inspectorate of Public Prosecutions, all have ties to him. Around the Big Brother, it can be said, a small group of Crown Prince politicians has been formed.

Such a small political group has become quite mature… to the point where it can take over!!

The Great Brother awaits the passage of the Father! Even eagerly awaited!

And the father, who is 60 years old and still energetic and ambitious, does not want to let go at this time, no one is allowed to hold his throne - not even his own son!!

(Moon ticket ~)

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