r18novel Chapter 1887 Meng Si's Illness
Chapter 1887 Meng Si's Illness
Zhou Shiyue has had her share of grievances before.
Because his elder brother only superficially protected and indulged him, but in reality, he did countless things behind the scenes.
However, in order to avoid upsetting his father and putting him in a difficult position, and also to prevent the Crown Prince from losing his father and becoming even more heartbroken, he basically endured it all himself.
He was always seen as a willful and reckless ruler in the court, but who could have known that he had preserved the peace of the royal family in such a way?
Everyone seemed to be living in harmony and happiness, just as the Emperor had wished.
Now, only Lu Xiaoer is completely on his side and will not allow him to maintain that kind of family relationship or tolerate the harm his elder brother has caused him.
“By putting Aze on the throne, preventing him from becoming emperor, we are getting revenge on him. You have no idea how much he wants to cling to that position.”
Zhou Shiyue spoke of the emperor's obsession with the throne.
Because he had been the crown prince for too long, and his father did not trust his abilities, he was hesitant to hand over the throne to him for many years.
Being the crown prince for a long time will always make you feel uneasy, not knowing when your position will be taken away by someone else.
He eventually ascended the throne, but he was already quite old.
The Crown Prince's performance was showing signs of surpassing his own. Grand Secretary Meng once remarked that if the Emperor felt tired, he could focus more on nurturing the Crown Prince.
The emperor readily agreed and nodded repeatedly, but in reality, he was still wary of Zhou Ze. He feared that his son would seize the throne before he had even been emperor for a few years.
“He has a goal of his own,” Zhou Shiyue said to Lu Zhaoling in a gossipy tone, “He wants to sit in that chair for more than twenty years.”
"Pfft." Lu Zhaoling couldn't help but laugh out loud. "More than twenty years? He's almost fifty, isn't he? With his muddle-headed appearance, he still wants to be the emperor of the Great Zhou for twenty years?"
She said sarcastically, "I'm afraid he'll be able to ruin the Great Zhou Dynasty in less than five years."
Even if the crown prince doesn't vie for the throne, with an emperor like this, the Great Zhou's dragon vein and national fortune are doomed. Either there will be foreign invasion, or he might die of illness or sudden death.
How could someone possibly be emperor for twenty years?
"I'm not saying this to be rude, but if he had stepped down from that position earlier, he might have lived a little longer."
“Don’t look into his fate.” Zhou Shiyue’s heart jumped again. “Even if he abdicates, don’t look into it.”
He gets very nervous whenever this topic is mentioned.
Lu Zhaoling nodded, "I understand, I understand."
"When do you and Sect Leader Yin plan to enter the palace?" Zhou Shiyue asked.
"Master said, the morning after tomorrow."
The master had calculated the best time for them to enter the palace; he had carefully calculated which time would be best for them.
"I will go to the palace with you then."
"Your body..."
"By the day after tomorrow, I'll be perfectly fine," Zhou Shiyue said, not giving her a chance to object. How could he feel at ease if he didn't go with them to the palace?
"Oh, right," Lu Zhaoling remembered the matter of Grand Secretary Meng's grandson and quickly asked Zhou Shiyue, "Have you met Meng Si?"
"Meng Si?"
Zhou Shiyue thought for a moment and then remembered who it was.
"It was many years ago, when he was just a little kid. He was mature beyond his years, and he always spoke with proper etiquette. I didn't like him, just like I didn't like his grandfather."
Lu Zhaoling could tell that Zhou Shiyue's dislike wasn't a genuine dislike from the bottom of his heart.
He probably still admires Meng Si.
Zhou Shiyue said, "But speaking of which, Meng Si is also known as a child prodigy."
"child prodigy?"
"Yes, he has a photographic memory and can compose a poem in seven steps."
"How does it compare to my junior brother? Oh wait, my junior brother is a little saint now. How does it compare to Yuan Yuan?"
“Jin Yuan? Jin Yuan is indeed very talented and gifted,” Zhou Shiyue said objectively. “However, Jin Yuan’s background is indeed inferior to Meng Si’s, so his starting point was somewhat worse, and his accumulated experience is probably not as good as Meng Si’s.”
In addition, Meng Si had a grandfather who personally taught him, and the Meng family had an enormous collection of books, so he read far more books than Jin Yuan from a young age.
"Wouldn't it be great if Xiao Yuan could study under Meng Si?" Lu Zhaoling suddenly thought of a way.
In his previous life, my junior brother was actually a promising student. Even though he grew up in Zunyi Temple, he still managed to get into a very good school through self-study.
In this life, the junior brother didn't grow up in the temple; he has become a junior scholar on his own. Perhaps this is to make up for the regrets of his previous life.
Therefore, Lu Zhaoling also wanted to help him to master his studies. He would always be her junior brother, but in this life, he could also follow the path he liked best.
Lu Zhaoling didn't actually intend for Jin Yuan to learn metaphysics from them; she wanted him to take the imperial examination and become the top scholar.
"If Meng Si is willing to bring Jin Yuan along, that would be great. The Meng family's collection of books is exactly what Jin Yuan needs."
The Meng family's collection of books surpasses even that of the imperial family.
"If Grand Secretary Meng could accept Jin Yuan as his last disciple, that would be the best outcome."
“Xiao Yuan has already met Grand Secretary Meng,” Lu Zhaoling suddenly remembered this matter. “Perhaps Grand Secretary Meng has already taken a liking to him. In that case, with this connection, I should take the initiative to go and see Meng Si.”
"Ok?"
Zhou Shiyue raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "You're going to take the initiative to see Meng Si? Is it really necessary?"
"Grand Secretary Meng also appreciates you quite a bit. Why don't you just go see Grand Secretary Meng directly? Why bother looking for Meng Si?"
"She's only a teenager, still a child. You wouldn't be jealous of a child like that, would you?"
“A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy is already of marriageable age. Do you think I should eat him?” Zhou Shiyue didn’t think there was anything wrong with it at all, and even said it with a lot of confidence.
Lu Zhaoling couldn't help but clench her fist and punch him lightly.
"Didn't I say? It was Qingsong who noticed something was off about him."
She repeated what Qingsong had said.
Zhou Shiyue frowned.
"Let's go now, I'll go with you."
"Now?" Lu Zhaoling was surprised. It was late at night?
"Walk."
Zhou Shiyue, however, left without warning.
Lu Zhaoling brought Aoki and Qingyu with her.
The carriage clattered along, and at this hour, there were still some lights on the street, and a few restaurants still had a few customers who hadn't left.
The night in Da Zhou still seems peaceful and stable, and everyone seems to be living a good life.
Lu Zhaoling lifted the carriage curtain and glanced at the sky, only to see the stars twinkling, though somewhat dim.
She knew in her heart that the Great Zhou was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.
Upon arriving at the Meng family's residence, Qingmu stepped forward and knocked on the door.
When the Meng family heard that the Prince of Jin and his princess had come to visit, they were all stunned.
They had all just eaten dinner.
At this time, Grand Secretary Meng would usually ask the younger generation about their studies in the hall and test them.
Therefore, the Meng family members are all present at this time.