Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Chapter 172 This 1 goes, 1 becomes a memory

Facing the two people's different looks, Song Yuan pretended to be innocent and scratched the back of his head.

He explained somewhat embarrassedly.

"Father, please listen to me and read this when you get back. There are some secrets in here that I want to tell you. If I read them out in public, how can I face them?"

Hearing Song Yuan's explanation, Song Youji nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, you are going to leave today, and I will agree to any request you make!"

How is this possible?

Seeing the two of them singing the same tune, the third prince suddenly panicked.

Song Yuan, this little bastard, definitely has bad intentions.

What is in your heart is clearly a letter of accusation!

There's no telling what's hidden in his mind. Maybe it's a big trouble that will affect his status!

If it is related to the cause of the prince's death, I will definitely be punished.

Bastard, just leave if you want to.

You want to trick me before you leave? What's going on?

For a moment, the Third Prince's face was filled with anxiety. He wanted to stop all this, but he had no choice. Song Youji had already agreed. How could he convince the other party to change his mind?

But if you accept reality and let Song Yuan leave.

The Third Prince always felt that I was uneasy.

If this little bastard were to leave like this, his position as crown prince would be in jeopardy. How would he take revenge on him?

No, we must not let this kid succeed. No matter what method we use, we must stop this from happening!

The Third Prince frowned and pondered for a moment. Finally, he gritted his teeth fiercely, looked at Song Youji and spoke.

"Father, how about this? I'll read this letter for you first."

"What do you mean? This letter was written to me by your elder brother. What does it have to do with you?" Song Youji's eyes suddenly showed some suspicion.

The Third Prince gritted his teeth and explained, "I'm just a little curious, and I wanted to copy the contents of this letter. That way, when I read it next time, I'll remember my brother!"

"What you said does make sense, but there's still time to look at it after returning to the palace, right?"

When Song Youji heard this reason, he immediately questioned it, and as soon as the words fell, a guess came to his mind.

"Are you afraid that there is something in this heart that will harm you?"

"Father, you're overthinking it. How could I possibly doubt my elder brother?"

Hearing Song Youji speak out his true feelings, the Third Prince's face suddenly changed and he quickly started to argue.

"I was just too anxious, and it felt like a cat scratching me, so I couldn't control my emotions. I hope Father can understand!"

"Is that true?"

At this point, Song Youji's heart was already filled with ripples.

This guy's reaction is a bit too abnormal. Could it be that he is afraid of this letter?

Being stared at like this by Song Youji, the Third Prince felt a little guilty for a moment.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a panting voice instantly eased the atmosphere on the scene.

"My Lord, my Lord, wait for me!"

Everyone turned to look and saw a huge figure as big as a ball.

At this moment, he jumped out of the city.

Song Yuan recognized the man's identity at a glance. Wasn't he his good friend Fatty Zhao?

In fact, the reason why Song Yuan wasted a lot of time before was to wait for this guy.

He originally thought that the other party had changed his mind at the last minute, but now that Fatty Zhao showed up, Song Yuan felt relieved.

Just as Song Yuan was feeling relieved, a loud roar suddenly came from the crowd.

"You little bastard, are you here to embarrass yourself? Get back here right now, this is not a place for you!"

General Zhao walked to the front of the team with an angry look on his face. Facing his grandson, his eyes were full of helplessness.

This brat is uneducated and unskillful on weekdays, but he embarrasses himself at the critical moment.

How come I gave birth to such a grandson?

"Don't worry, General Zhao. You are a grandson and are quite familiar with Song Yuan. Maybe you are here to see him off!"

Song Youji was in a good mood at the moment and did not blame anyone. He said to General Zhao.

Then he turned around and ordered the guard on the horse beside him: "Go and fetch Master Zhao!"

After a while, Fatty Zhao rolled over and finally landed on the ground with his feet.

Facing Song Youji, the fat man suddenly panicked: "Your humble servant greets His Majesty!"

"Stand up, don't be so nervous. Let me ask you, are you here to see the boss off?"

"No!" Fatty Zhao mustered up the courage to shake his head in response to His Majesty's question.

Then he said shockingly: "I came here to go to the border with the prince. I want to go with him!"

"You little bastard, are you looking for death?"

As soon as these words came out, General Zhao in the crowd was immediately furious: "The prince went to the frontier to fight the enemy and make achievements. Look at you, you can't even run. Are you embarrassing yourself on the battlefield?"

But who knew that when facing his grandfather, Fatty Zhao suddenly got angry.

With his hands on his hips and his neck stiff, he said, "If the prince can go, why can't I?"

"Don't you always tell me I'm incompetent? Today I'm going to the frontier to make great achievements. Then I'll tell you all to look at me with new eyes!"

"Besides, haven't you already kicked me out of the house? Why are you still caring about me?"

"Even if I, Fatty Zhao, am incompetent, at worst I can lead the horse for His Majesty. Is that okay?"

"You little bastard, you've even learned to be stubborn. I'm going to kill you today!"

Seeing that his grandson dared to lose his temper in front of him, General Zhao was immediately furious.

As he spoke, he ran towards the guard beside him and reached out to grab the knife.

"General, don't do anything rash!" The guard's face turned pale and he hurried to stop him.

If General Zhao really takes action, he will probably be in trouble.

But who would have thought that when Fatty Zhao got angry, he really didn't care.

Instead of dodging, he moved forward immediately and offered his neck.

"Old man, haven't you always disliked me since we were little? Come on, chop me up, and you'll be happy!"

"Anyway, I didn't plan to come back alive. The worst that could happen is I'll die on the doorstep!"

"You...you bastard!"

"Why did I give birth to a bastard like you?"

General Zhao was so angry that he pointed at Fatty Zhao and cursed with shaking hands.

Fatty Zhao immediately fought back: "Old man, you are wrong. My parents gave birth to me. What does it have to do with you?"

The farce of the two of them immediately caused quite a commotion.

In the crowd, several civil and military officials had already covered their mouths.

If it weren't for the current situation, I would have laughed out loud.

Everyone had heard of Fatty Zhao's name a long time ago, but they didn't expect that they had underestimated this rascal!

Now that I see it, it is indeed amazing.

This kid's courage is at least worthy of praise!

"Alright, alright!"

In the end, Song Youji stepped forward, trying hard to hold back his laughter, and finally put an end to the farce between the grandfather and grandson.

As the supreme ruler, Song Youji looked directly at Fatty Zhao and said, "Let me ask you, do you really want to go to the border with the boss?"

"Your Majesty, I know I'm a loser, but I've never been so successful in my life. I just want to make a difference!"

Fatty Zhao's eyes were filled with determination, and at this moment he seemed like a different person.

"I am also passionate and I dare to die on the battlefield. If the prince is not afraid, what should I be afraid of?"

"This……"

Sensing Fatty Zhao's determination, Song Youji hesitated and turned around to look at General Zhao.

After all, the other party is his confidant. At this critical juncture, even Song Youji cannot make the decision for him.

Fortunately, General Zhao did not refuse: "Your Majesty, this kid has behaved like a human being. Since he wants to go, let him go!"

He nodded in agreement first, then General Zhao turned around and glared at Fatty Zhao fiercely.

"Didn't you brag about yourself every day before, boasting about your abilities? If you're truly capable, bring back a few heads from the frontier for me to see!"

"Just watch, old man. I'm telling you, take good care of yourself when you get back. Try to live a few more years. Don't let me die before I bring you the enemy's head!"

Fatty Zhao showed no mercy and started to mock directly.

But these seemingly outrageous words made people's eyes red and swollen.

Finally, Fatty Zhao walked into Song Yuan's team and puffed out his chest as he looked at the prince in front of him.

The group was finally ready and slowly set out on their journey with Song Youji's blessings.

"Song Yuan, listen to me. I'll be waiting for you in the Imperial City, waiting for news of your triumphant return!"

"Father... take care!"

Song Yuan's voice was choked with sobs. He bowed to Song Youji and then strode forward.

As he turned around, Song Yuan forced himself to suppress the urge to turn around. He was afraid that if he took another look, tears would flow uncontrollably.

It was because Song Yuan knew in his heart that this departure was not just a separation.

It also represents the rupture of the relationship between father and son!

Perhaps I will return to the imperial city in the future, but... I am afraid that when Song Youji sees me again, there will definitely not be such a scene of deep father-son love!