Zhao Lei thought for a while, raised his head and said: "If the father insists on the child's answer, the child thinks that the third child is the most suitable."
Zhao Ziliang picked up the teacup, blew on it, took a sip of tea, and asked: "Why do you think the third child is more suitable than you?"
Zhao Lei said: "The third child has been smarter than me since he was a child.
He is more ruthless, more knowledgeable than me, and his martial arts is not inferior to mine.
He has a calm temperament, while I am born with a violent temper.
Although my father led troops back to the Central Plains to put down the rebellion.
The child was asked to stay at home and study, and the child followed his father's instructions.
After so many years of reading, the child's violent temper has improved.
Although I was suppressed, the child himself knew very well that this kind of violence is innate, and it cannot be made calm by reading.
Once the child encounters a trigger, the violent temper hidden in the child's body will explode. , Western Qin does not need a king with a violent personality, but a king like Third Brother who is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a tiger."
After listening to Zhao Lei's words, Zhao Ziliang's expression did not change, not even his eyes changed.
He looked at Zhao Ting and asked: "Ting'er, the boss said that you are more suitable to inherit the throne of King of Western Qin than him, what about you?
Who do you think is more suitable to inherit the throne from your father?”
Zhao Ting said: "Of course the eldest brother is more suitable than the child."
Zhao Ziliang couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, you two brothers are quite humble.
The boss said you are more suitable than him, and you said he is more suitable than you.
Are you sure you are not being polite?"
Zhao Ting said: "Father, my child, this is really true.
I have read a lot of history books.
In history, if the emperors in the history did not establish a son-in-law when they established a prince, it would inevitably lead to the princes and brothers fighting each other for the throne.
Who doesn't love the throne?
But the price is heavy.
Emperor Taizong of this dynasty has great talents and great achievements, and he can be called an emperor through the ages.
But if you really want to talk about it, the reputation of Xuanwu Gate Incident and patricide is not very good, let alone An Lushan.
Father and son, An Lushan likes little ones My son wanted to pass the emperor's throne to his younger son, so his eldest son An Qingxu gave him a knife.
Besides, Shi Siming also liked his younger son, but he also died at the hands of his eldest son.
This is all from the past.
Of course, what the kid said is not to say that he will be in the future.
If the father passes the throne to the child, the eldest brother will attack the father.
Of course, the eldest brother will not do this.
The child just wants to say, don't make the same mistakes that the previous generations have made.
If the eldest brother inherits the throne, the child will do his best to help him without any second thoughts."
Zhao Lei also said: "Although there is a tradition of establishing eldest son and direct heir, Western Qin needs a talented king or the third child is more suitable.
If the third child ascends the throne, the child will help him wholeheartedly, without any second thoughts."
Zhao Ziliang stared at the two brothers for a long time, and then said after five minutes: "I hope you brothers are telling the truth, and I hope that you will still think like this twenty years later.
My father is forty this year."
Years old.
Twenty years from now will be the year of sixty.
If you can live to be sixty, your father will abdicate and make one of you the king.
The other one will assist the brothers to kill each other and fight among themselves.
It will only weaken your strength and work together. , Only by uniting as one can we make Western Qin strong."
"Yes, father," the two brothers said in unison, but probably only they knew whether they were telling the truth or telling lies with their eyes open.
Yang Yuhuan's mansion.
There was a small stove on the low table, and a kettle on the stove.
The burning charcoal heated the water in the kettle until it steamed up and rolled continuously.
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Yang Yuhuan stretched out her jade hand and wrapped the handle of the pot with a rag to brew two cups of tea.
The tea leaves spread out under the boiling water.
As the heat arose, the fragrance of the tea overflowed.
Yang Yuhuan brought a cup of tea to Malburu and said with a smile: "Mr.
Malburu, please" "Well, it smells so good.
I didn't expect that there is such good tea here in Xiqin.
Since I left Chang'an, I haven't drunk such a fragrant tea for two months."
Malburu closed his eyes and smelled the scent of tea, only to feel the pores all over his body.
They all opened their mouths, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, unable to help but express their inner admiration.
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "If Mr.
Malburu likes it, I still have some here.
I can give you two taels to take back to the Eastern Roman Empire.
You can taste it yourself."
Malburu said with great joy: "Thank you so much, the imperial concubine."
"You are welcome" After Malburu said the title of the Imperial Concubine, he suddenly remembered it and asked quickly: "I heard that the Imperial Concubine was buried after the death of your country's first emperor.
When I learned the news, I was extremely shocked.
I didn't expect that there was someone in the East.
There is this terrible custom.
If I hadn’t met the empress in the city today, I would have thought that the empress was no longer alive.
When I saw the empress, I thought I saw the empress’ soul.
What on earth is going on?”
Yang Yuhuan sighed: "I believe that whether it is the East or the West, as long as an emperor dies and a new emperor takes the throne, it will be accompanied by bloodshed.
And the reason why I appear here is for this reason.
Before the death of the late emperor, I once said I wanted to go with him, but the late emperor didn't allow it.
He asked me to live well, but he was worried that after his death, someone would do something bad to me, so he let me come to a place where the Central Plains dynasty's forces could not reach."
Malbru suddenly realized: "Oh, God, I think I understand.
I have to admire, your husband, the emperor, is a broad-minded and respectable man.
No emperor in the world can do this.
Although you are older than There is a big gap, but his feelings for you seem to transcend age boundaries.
I was a witness from the time you two met to the time you got together.
But today, it seems that time has not erased your feelings.
He is dying.
I was still thinking about your future safety and life.”
Yang Yuhuan was quite sad and nodded: "Mr.
Malburu, you are right."
Malburu thought for a while and said: "My queen, come with me to the Eastern Roman Empire.
Only in the Eastern Roman Empire can you be truly safe.
Although the Western Qin has its own power system, it is still part of the Tang Empire.
If your country There are still people at the top who want to do harm to you, and you cannot escape.
Only in our Eastern Roman Empire can you be truly safe."
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Mr.
Malburu, I'm afraid Yuhuan can't go.
Even if I want to go, I'm afraid the master of Western Qin won't agree."
Malburu immediately said: "Your Majesty, I am the envoy of the Eastern Roman Empire.
You go with my envoy.
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I believe that no one dares to offend the envoy.
To be detrimental to the envoy is to be an enemy of the Eastern Roman Empire."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty voice came from not far away: "If the mission of the Eastern Roman Empire dares to coerce and kidnap my concubine of the Tang Dynasty, what if we, the Western Qin Dynasty, fight against the Eastern Roman Empire?"
Yang Yuhuan and Malbru turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw that the person speaking was Zhao Ziliang.
They both stood up.
Malbru had been in Chang'an for more than ten years as an envoy of the Eastern Roman Empire, and was very familiar with Zhao Ziliang.
In my mind, this person seems to be an invincible person.
Malbru stroked his chest and bowed, saying: "The envoys of the Eastern Roman Empire pay homage to His Highness the King of Western Qin" "Your Majesty, you don't need to be polite."
Zhao Ziliang returned the courtesy with clasped fists, and then clasped his fists to Yang Yuhuan and said, "I have nothing to do today, so I came here to ask for a cup of tea from Yuhuan.
I didn't let my servant come to report.
It's really rude."
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "I am very happy that Ziliang can take time to sit here while he is busy with official duties.
It is not rude.
Please sit down and have tea."
"Thank you" Zhao Ziliang said and sat down at the table.
Yang Yuhuan handed a cup of brewed tea to Zhao Ziliang.
Zhao Ziliang picked up the tea cup and smelled it.
He felt so intoxicated that he couldn't help but close his eyes, as if he was in a daze.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and drank lightly.
Take a small sip and let the tea brew in your mouth, leaving a lasting fragrance on your lips and teeth.
"Yuhuan's tea-making skills have improved again," Zhao Ziliang couldn't help but sigh.
Yang Yuhuan said: "I learned this tea art from Sanlang.
I heard that Sanlang learned it from Ziliang.
I am just playing tricks in front of Guan Gong."
"Hahaha, that's not true.
Yuhuan, don't you think people are better than others?
When it comes to making tea, although I was the first to create it, this skill has really been carried forward in Yuhuan's hands."
Yang Yuhuan smiled sheepishly and said: "Zi Liang has been praised too much."
Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "This is not an exaggeration.
Yuhuan tea brewing has its own particularity and a complete set of processes.
In the past few years, you have been in the palace and have drunk countless types of tea.
You have a deep understanding of the world's teas.
Research and brewing experience , I think you can write a tea book and write down the shape, color, aroma of each tea, whether it sinks to the bottom or floats after brewing, how to brew, how to smell and taste, etc.
It is considered a meritorious deed to leave it to future generations.”
Yang Yuhuan immediately closed his eyes after hearing the words, with a look of longing on his face.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and said happily: "Ziliang's words made Yuhuan enlightened.
I think I will have something to do for a long time in the future."
Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Ziliang were chatting so happily that they forgot about everything and actually left Malburu aside.
This made Malburu very dissatisfied.
He knocked on the table and said: "Your Highness, do you think His Highness is here with you?"
Is it safe?
I think it is truly safe for your Majesty to go to our Eastern Roman Empire.
If you really care about your safety, you should let her go to the Eastern Roman Empire with me."
Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "Your Excellency, Envoy Malburu, I am very grateful for your kind reminder and advice, but I think it is safest for Yuhuan to stay here.
If Yuhuan goes to the Eastern Roman Empire, how will she live and what will she do for a living?
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Where is she born?
Unfamiliar, in a strange country, a foreign land, with no one to talk to.
Can you miss your hometown alone during the holidays?
Here at least every day she can see people with the same skin color as her, with the same black eyes and black hair. compatriots":