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Prince Tai, Chai Rong, is the seventh and youngest prince of Daxing Dynasty and was born of the same mother as the emperor.
Xiao-Shun told me this.
Xiao-Shun is the young prince’s trusted subordinate. The most trusted bosom servant. This is also what Xiao-Shun told me. He is helping the prince recover his memories. That’s why he is being so detailed. And the prince who has lost his memory is none other than yours truly.
It was only yesterday that I used my wealth of wits to mislead the guy who spoke with me into believing one thing: the prince not only died and came back to life but lost his memory, too. At that point, the other members of the prince’s residence split into two groups, one leaving to request a purification rite of water and earth and another heading to the imperial palace to deliver the news. When the priest and the Imperial Guards crashed into the ceremonial pavilion, I was sitting with Master Su on the coffin lid drinking tea and talking up a storm.
Su Xingzhi, courtesy name Zhengyan, was the guy who chatted with me. I figured he must be some relative of the prince since both the staff of the residence and the head of the Imperial Guard was very respectful of him. He seemed like a guy used to being in charge of things. One word from Master Su beat a million from me. Master Su said the young prince was only in a deep sleep and indeed regained consciousness rather than being reanimated. Therefore, everybody believed that the prince came back to life and was not a zombie. The Guards returned to the palace with auspicious news for the emperor. As the entire residence knelt down in celebration of my rebirth, I struck the cla.s.sic pose of President Mao on the tower of Tiananmen to signify that I considered the fiasco over and done with. Immediately, a dozen or so people ushered me to my private chambers to bathe and change my clothes. Some servants lit firecrackers to celebrate and to chase away the infelicitous atmosphere.
And that brings us to the present. I am now the prince who has lost his memory. I’m being told by my forgotten bosom servant about the prince’s past.
My guess is that Xiao-Shun is in his early twenties. With a head like a water deer’s, eyes like a rat’s, the sharp and jagged features tell me he’s a quick-witted person. His limbs are nimble, and his speech is clear. I reckon there was more than a dozen who came up to me claiming to be my bosom servant, and this buddy was the most outstanding of them all. I appreciate him the most too because he knows the prince’s family history the best.
Daxing Dynasty has had five emperors since its founding. The previous emperor had a total of fourteen sons. Three kicked the bucket before the current emperor took the throne, and four did the same afterward. The remaining seven were given the t.i.tle of grand prince. Fu, Ning, Ren, Kan, Duan, An, Tai - so goes the order. Chai Rong is the youngest, so he received the t.i.tle of Prince Tai.
But everybody speaks very vaguely about the prince’s past. Clearly, they are trying to hide things from me. I think back to the mumbled utterance of the department head. I gather that this Prince Chai Rong wasn’t a front runner for Mr. Congeniality, and that’s why he was killed. Well, I’ve got all the time in the world to figure things out. Right now the most urgent issue is figuring out how to act and speak so as not to arouse suspicion.
“Oh, right.” After listening to Xiao-Shun recite a bunch of stuff about the dynasty’s history, I suddenly think of Su Xingzhi whom I haven’t seen since I left the shrine. “Y’know, that Master Su, who is he to This Prince?”
The royal prerogative of referring to myself in the third person comes out naturally, like it was meant to be uttered by me.
Xiao-Shun shifts his eyes for a split second. “Oh, Master Su? He’s more than close with Your Highness. It’s a pity Your Highness does not remember.”
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Master Su from the manhua
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