Chapter C142 Part2
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Chapter 142 The difference of one step (2)
Everyone’s mind was a mess. Some people had thought about the variable that is emperor Jinghui, but they still had hope, hope that Situ Yaohua could sit on the dragon chair smoothly. However, emperor Jinghui appeared once again and he appeared at such a critical juncture. No one could stand still.
Since ancient times, the ruler was the strong one in the court and the officials were the weak ones. It was said to rule the country together, but the power was in emperor Jinghui’s hands. Hence, if situ Yaohua really wanted to do anything, it was really hard to do it.
Everyone felt that they couldn’t stand still anymore and couldn’t help but want to run to the north gate of the imperial palace, lest they came late and couldn’t explain themselves.
Emperor Jinghui had returned. They must sever all the relationship with the crown prince or else the consequences would be too horrible to be contemplated about.
“Bang!” Situ Yaohua was so angry that he smashed an inkstone on the table. His face was pale and he felt resentment.
Situ Yaohua understood that he was a bit too impatient. Being so impatient to ascend the throne would certainly bring future troubles, but he had no choice. If he didn’t take this gamble, he would not be reconciled.
If he won the gamble, he would be the owner of this country. If he lost this gamble, then, he could only become a sinner.
And the reality proved that he did lose. At this critical moment when he was about to be crowned, his emperor father appeared unexpectedly!
All his plans had been ruined.
Situ Yaohua’s long laughter sounded in the hall. the officials couldn’t help but stop and their eyes turned involuntarily to Situ Yaohua.
This Eastern Palace of the past was now only one step away from the throne. And his eyes had an unspeakable complexity.
In the face of Situ Yaohua’s laughter, some people lowered their heads with a guilty conscience. There was no other reason that their allegiance was only to the emperor and not Situ Yaohua.
“You all can disperse. This crown prince doesn’t want to see you anymore.” Situ Yaohua waved at them and his voice was desolate, but it still brough out his pride.
“Crown prince…,” Lin Xian said bitterly at him. He also couldn’t pluck himself out of this incident. Although, he didn’t participate directly in Situ Yaohua’s affair, but the entire court knew that he is on Situ Yaohua’s side. Even if the emperor care about old affection, presumably, he would still settle all accounts with him.
“Uncle.” Situ Yaohua didn’t raise his head to look at him, but said with lowered head, “I want to wait for emperor father alone.”
“I will wait with you!” Lin Xian blurted.
“Uncle, if you leave now, maybe Lin clan will still have the chance to survive. If you really keep carrying on like this, it will be too late.”
Only after all the officials in the hall were gone did Situ Yaohua said this to Lin Xian because Lin Xian had persuaded him before to wait before acting, but he couldn’t wait.
Growing up in the imperial household, the more powerful you are and the more you are favored, but you will also be more without the freedom to act independently. It was the same for Situ Yaohua. Hence, he had no choice but to do this thing now.
A great country, but unfortunately, it was the difference of one step!
Lin Xian finally left. Although, Situ Yaohua was his hope, but Lin clan was his life. He wouldn’t give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Not long after, Lin Qing pushed the wheelchair with emperor Jinghui on it slowly from the public square to Xuanzheng Hall. Everyone’s face was full of solemnity and the officials couldn’t help but kneel tremblingly and shouted, “Long live the emperor!”
Emperor Jinghui ignored them. He just glanced once at them and let Lin Qing continue to push him towards Xuanzheng Hall where his unfilial son was!
And these self-proclaimed loyal officials who vowed loyalty to him wanted to create a new emperor before he was dead. How could he not be discouraged like this?
In the spacious and bright hall of Xuanzheng Hall, Situ Yaohua was sitting on the dragon chair and watched his emperor father appear. He said, “This subject son and emperor father haven’t seen each other in a long time.”
Situ Yaohua’s sentence was a statement. He didn’t inquire and only told a fact.
Emperor Jinghui looked at him in silence and said, “Imperial son, do you really want this position under zhen’s butt so much?”
Zhen: I, used by the emperor.Situ Yaohua looked fixedly at him and said, “Yes.”
“Then, are you willing to kill your father and younger brother for that position? To achieve you goal, you didn’t care to use fair or foul means and wouldn’t even let go of your emperor father. Why? When zhen passes away, won’t all of this still be yours?”
Situ Yaohua looked once at Lin Qing and suddenly laughed, “Emperor father, you don’t only have this subject son as your only son. This subject son doesn’t have the certainty that you will really hand over the country to me after you have passed away. Moreover, it isn’t that this subject son hasn’t seen how much you love eighth younger brother. Now, this subject son has done something wrong. Asking emperor father for punishment.”
Emperor Jinghui looked tiredly at him. He didn’t think that what he had done more than decades ago would happen to him when it was his son’s turn.
Was it really because he had committed too many sins that he received such a retribution?
There was silence in the hall for a while and the ambiance was depressed. After a long time, Situ Yaohua spoke to emperor Jinghui, “Emperor father, can you let me have a few words in private with Chief Eunuch Lin? This subject son and he has deep old grievances.”
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