"You are the Fourth Prince of the current dynasty, how dare I have you co to greet !" The Pri Minister’s voice was filled with resentnt.
His only son, dead at the hands of this grandson, how could he not be furious?
At this mont, the Pri Minister’s heartache was indescribable; he had dearly loved this grandson, only to have him be the reason for the old sending off the young.
"You are my grandfather, you will always be my elder, in front of you there is only your grandson, not the Fourth Prince."
The Fourth Prince was not foolish; knowing that his grandmother had only left the Capital yesterday, and today his grandfather ca knocking, it must be to settle scores with him after the fall. Thus, he was extrely cautious with every word, fearing a careless mistake might provoke anger, which would benefit neither side.
"Since that’s the case, I will get straight to the point, and you must answer honestly."
"Please speak, grandfather, your grandson will withhold nothing in what I say."
"Good, that’s straightforward."
The Pri Minister’s eyes were inscrutable as he gazed at him.
Despite feeling anxious inside, the astute Fourth Prince had already guessed the purpose of his grandfather’s visit, which was surely related to his young uncle’s death.
"I ask you, why did you order soone to kill Hao’er? No matter what, he was my son, your young uncle, how could you bear to do it?" The Pri Minister’s anger grew with each word, his voice raising higher and higher, almost puffing his beard and glaring his eyes.
"Grandfather, such things must not be said." The Fourth Prince waved his hands and shook his head.
He knew deep down that he absolutely couldn’t take the bla for this dead cat; otherwise, his relationship with his grandfather would be completely severed henceforth.
"With both human and physical evidence at hand, do you still dare to deny it?"
"Since grandfather insists it was your grandson who did it, then may I ask, where are the human and physical evidence?"
"It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin." The Pri Minister said and threw a stack of docunts on his face.
The Fourth Prince picked them up and his face imdiately turned pale, cursing inwardly: This damn dwarf, how could he have caused such a huge problem for him.
"Well? Nothing to say now, huh?"
Truth be told, without hard evidence, the Pri Minister would not have sent the Pri Minister’s Wife away from the Capital; regardless of anything, their daughter was the current Empress, and so respect had to be paid to this fact. But now, with real evidence in hand, even the emperor couldn’t scare him.
"Grandfather, this must be a misunderstanding, your grandson has never given such an order."
"Stop making excuses."
"Your grandson is really not making excuses."
"Well then, you are the current Fourth Prince, even if you killed Hao’er, I can’t do anything to you. Let’s just say our grandfather-grandson affection ends here." The Pri Minister stood up wearily, worn out from several days of turmoil, and furthermore, no matter how much he tornted himself, Hao’er would not co back.
As the Pri Minister spoke, he dragged his weary steps toward the exit. Growing old, losing his aspirations in life, everything seed to lose its luster.
"Grandfather, you... what... what do you an?" The Fourth Prince hastened a few steps to ask, deep down, his biggest concern was whether his grandfather would stand with him when the ti ca for his bid for succession.
The Pri Minister stopped, slowly turned his head, and said, "Take care of yourself."
Then, he left without looking back.
No matter how much the Fourth Prince shouted, there was no turning back.
"What... what... what does he an?" The Fourth Prince turned and asked the servant beside him.
The servants all lowered their heads and dared not make a sound; these were matters of their Master’s family, they dared not intercede.
"Damn dwarf." Glancing at the docunts in hand, the Fourth Prince couldn’t help but clench his teeth: "Soone, prepare my sedan!"
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