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When the Second Prince and Fifth Prince attended the morning court meeting, the Emperor publicly reprimanded them, and the scolding was quite severe.
As soon as court was dismissed, this news spread everywhere.
Not long after, another rumor surfaced, claiming this was Xiao Yeyang’s revenge on the Second Prince and Fifth Prince.
At the Ping Prince Residence, Daohua, upon hearing the news, frowned and looked at Xiao Yeyang: "How did such rumors come out?"
Xiao Yeyang sneered twice: "It’s nothing more than someone trying to stir the waters, shifting the Second Prince and Fifth Prince’s attention toward the Ping Prince Residence."
Daohua: "Who could it be?"
Xiao Yeyang: "It’s either the Crown Prince or the Sixth Prince."
Daohua: "The Emperor wouldn’t believe it, would he?"
Xiao Yeyang smiled faintly without answering directly: "I currently manage Xiliang, a significant regional office. My Imperial Uncle certainly doesn’t want me meddling in matters of Beijing, especially those involving the Crown Prince’s succession."
As he spoke, he handed two confidential letters he had received earlier to Daohua.
Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, then opened one of the letters. After reading the contents, her expression grew somewhat surprised: "Are these true?"
The letter detailed numerous illegal acts committed by the Second Prince and the Fifth Prince.
The Second Prince secretly ordered the Bai Family to forcibly seize farmland from several villages as part of his ambitions for control over Wolong Land.
The Fifth Prince, meanwhile, colluded with local officials and, during gatherings, spoke extensively of treasonous and disrespectful remarks.
Compared to this, accepting bribes was merely a minor offense.
Xiao Yeyang sneered as he took the letter back: "Someone wants to use me as a blade." Seeing Daohua’s worried expression, he smiled and sat beside her.
"Don’t worry. Our family doesn’t need any merit from assisting the Emperor’s rise. My Imperial Uncle is well-aware of this. When I received these letters, I sent copies directly to him."
"In the matter of the Second Prince and Fifth Prince, I did intervene. But who’s been stirring the pot the most aggressively is not me. Whoever jumps the highest will fall the hardest."
At the Imperial Palace.
The Emperor squinted as he studied the report from the Imperial Guards, which stated that the Crown Prince was the one stirring the situation behind the scenes.
After a while, the Emperor looked at Eunuch An: "Xiao Yeyang revealed the information to both the Crown Prince and the Sixth Prince, but only the Crown Prince took action. What does this indicate?"
Eunuch An lowered his head, not daring to answer.
The Emperor sneered: "My sixth son... Is he truly loyal and unwilling to scheme behind backs, or is he more cunning and patient than anyone else?"
Another long silence followed.
The Emperor spoke again, but suddenly changed the subject to the Third Prince: "The Third Prince has been demoted to guard the Imperial Mausoleum for over ten years now. Consort Shu certainly has patience; she hasn’t mentioned him even once over the years."
"The Third Prince dared to cooperate with the Jiang Family to plot against my throne back then. Tell me, could the Sixth Prince, who shares the same mother, possess the same audacity?"
Eunuch An lowered his head further, even suppressing his breathing.
The Emperor didn’t seem interested in hearing Eunuch An’s opinion. Upon hearing the laughter of twins from outside the hall, he stood up and strode out of the chamber.
Seeing Xiao Mokuan, who frequently accompanied Daozi and Xiao Moreng to Qianqing Palace, the Emperor’s gaze flickered. He asked Eunuch An beside him: "I’ve heard Mokuan often accompanies Daomang and her siblings to play?"
Eunuch An quickly nodded: "When Crown Prince Moxi is doing his studies, it’s usually Mokuan who stays with the little Commandery Princess and her brothers."
The Emperor smiled: "He’s certainly patient."
Eunuch An nodded with a smile. At Mokuan’s age, thirteen or fourteen, boys are often energetic and playful, yet he could calm himself and accompany three-year-old toddlers—it truly showed restraint.
The Emperor didn’t ask more questions, but smiled and walked toward Daomang.
When Daomang saw the Emperor coming, she immediately ran into his arms, pulling him along to play cuju.
The Emperor laughed and played with the twins, but before long, he became slightly out of breath.
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