Chapter 240: Heijo's first move

Pu Yuan and Chu Yu sat opposite each other in the wine shop. On the table between the two, a jug and two wine glasses were placed. Chu Yu poured her head down and poured a glass of wine, while sipping slowly, Long talk.
They came out to buy things. Originally, these things could also be left to the servants to do, but Yuan Yuan wanted to buy some books. In addition, Chu Yu also wanted to go shopping and relax, so they came out together. After buying the books, they were by the road. Rest in the wine shop.
Yuan Yuan listened to the chats of other alcoholics and estimated the current situation.
Through Chu Yu, he knew a little bit about the relationship between Empress Feng, the sea, and the tolerance of the three. Last year, Feng Ting had returned to the northern city of Pingcheng, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and worked hard to lead the United Kingdom. His prime minister, Yi Hun, completely helped herself and the current emperor Takuya to stabilize her position.
I solved external worries. The pair of mother and son who once faced the same predicament and stood on the same front immediately began a confrontational struggle. The focus of the two people's struggle was power.
Although the emperor Tuobahong was young, he was very strong and ambitious, and the Empress Feng was determined to be resolute and refused to delegate power. The two were an emperor, a secondary queen queen, a heir to the throne, and a young emperor. As a reason, continue to weigh the system.
Considering this, Wu Yuan couldn't help sneering: From ancient times to the present, in the royal family, there was almost no real affection. Far away, not to mention, to say the nearest, after Liu Ziye's death, not only did he have no sadness, but instead He smiled because he inherited the emperor, not to mention that Empress Feng and Emperor Beiwei were not real mothers and sons.
In the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there is such a unique rule that the son-in-law and mother-in-law die. If the prince born of a concubine is named as a prince, the concubine will be executed and the born prince will be handed over. Supported by others. There is no blood relationship between Queen Mother Feng and Tuobahong. Without such a layer of buffering, the two are more sharp and unaware of the seizure of power.
Thinking about this, Yuan Yuan could not help whispering, "Good mother and son."
Although his voice was low, Chu Yu could hear clearly and knew what he was thinking: She used to read Gong Dou novels on the Internet. Most of the struggles of the concubines in the harem were to work hard to give birth to the prince and be crowned Prince. , And desperately prevented other concubines from giving birth, but if they were to the harem of the Northern Wei Dynasty Palace, they would have to do everything possible to prevent contraception, even if they were pregnant, they would have to find ways to actively abort.
Imagining such a ridiculous picture in my mind, Chu Yu couldn't help but smile. At this time, he heard the businessmen from the south to the north in the wine shop talking about the North Wei capital city Pingcheng, but it was Tuobahong who named the recently born child as a prince. Raised by Queen Mother Feng.
After hearing about it, Chu Yu couldn't help sticking out her tongue. She felt that the little emperor was enough. This year, she was only fourteen years old, but she was already a father. It was even harder for Queen Mother Feng. In her twenties, she became a grandmother. She had nothing in her heart, and she thought about it very easily, but she accidentally glanced at Yuan Yuan in shock.
Wu Chuyu wondered: "What's wrong?" Regarding the Northern Wei Dynasty, they should just gossip and listen. Why should Yuan Yuan look dignified?
Wu Yuan thought for a while, and lowered his voice, "Don't you think it's strange?" After thinking about it, it's still not safe to say this in the wine shop. He checked out and went out with Chu Yu, and the two sat back in the carriage. Then he said, "Is there anyone behind Queen Mother Feng, Chu Yu? You should have a little in your heart, right?"
Tong Chuyu froze and nodded slightly. The people behind Queen Mother Feng, in addition to watching the sea, were afraid that there should be another person. At this point, she vaguely guessed. Watching the Canghai is just to teach the Queen Mother to some political strategies, and does not directly participate in politics, but based on the relationship between Queen Mother and tolerance, even if he is looking for sky as a mirror, he should help the Queen Mother from time to time to plan for seizure of power, which is almost inevitable. Doubtful.
Xu Yu thought about the ins and outs, Chu Yu was shocked suddenly, and immediately understood what Yuan Yuan meant.
Both Chu Yu and Yuan Yuan, after learning about the contradiction between the nominal mother and son, both subconsciously thought that the ultimate winner would be the Queen Mother Feng, because there is tolerance in her back-but now again What is the situation?
Queen Mother Feng is responsible for raising the prince. Although this is only a sign, it shows that she has been forced to give up the second-line signs, returning the power of the monarch to the emperor. Perhaps it has not yet been completed, but it shows that she is indeed in the struggle. wind.
Wu Chuyu frowned, "What the is going on?"
Wu Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We are in Luoyang, thousands of miles away from Pingcheng, and how can we know the joints between them?" No matter how stormy the wind is in the Imperial City, they are far away from the center of the battle, only It can be inferred from a few messages that may be outdated.
Wu Chuyu thought about it and laughed, "No matter what, they fight as much as they like, it doesn't matter to us. It's not early, let's go back soon."
Her expression was light and clear, without a trace of haze, and Yuan Yuan observed her carefully. Although she mentioned the name of tolerance, she seemed to have no influence on her at all, as if it was really just a person she knew in common and had nothing to do with her. A little special relationship.
In fact, no matter how the Beiwei regime fights, for Yuan Yuan, it is just a farce that is irrelevant to himself. Understanding this deliberately is only to avoid harming himself. To remind Chu Yurong's place in it is because of an impulse that he could not understand.
Bian Rongzhi's side lost, but Chu Yu did not show a bit of anxiety, which made him some faint joy, the joy can not be suppressed at all, just like spring water, constantly pouring into the heart.
Wu Yuan kept telling himself that he just didn't want Chu Yu to be stuck in the past and couldn't help himself. Seeing her let go completely, he couldn't help rejoicing for her, but the reason was so weak that he couldn't convince him.
I was only a thin layer away from the real answer, but he was still reluctant to reach out and break it by himself, as if there would be any collapse or defeat beyond the boundary.
The fluctuations in Wu Yuan's heart didn't show up at all, he still had a look of calmness like water, Chu Yu sat bored in the car, and he approached the small window and looked out of the car, but was hit by a gust of wind, shallow The fragrant wind surrounded her, but I don't know which flower blooms in this spring day.
The spring was bright, and Chu Yu's heart was also bright, and she had to be reminded by Yuanyuan that she knew that there might be a change in Rongzhi, but she was not worried. This was not because she was indifferent to Rongzhi, but she thought that this small storm should He can't help but he won't really do anything wrong.
If Rong Zhi really breaks down, she will definitely give a little more reaction to her face, instead of being less concerned about it now.
Probably ... yes.
Xun Chuyu wasn't sure.
Uh ...
I still look at the living room, or two figures.
One of the voices smiled faintly: "The situation in Pingcheng has changed, don't you go back? If you don't move anymore, you're afraid you will really lose your first move."
Another voice never sounded, still just silence.