"The prince raises troops?!"

In the pure black brocade embroidered with longevity patterns, the Son of Heaven wearing a crown of heaven wore a soap-colored dark robe, although the black silk was also covered with a layer of colored diamond pattern yarn, but in the eyes of everyone in the hall, this dignified color still set off the already unsightly face of the Son of Heaven more and more gloomy, and when he heard the words of the Son of Heaven squeezed out from between his teeth, all the palace people and eunuchs immediately knelt on the ground. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Although today's son is smart and wise, his heart has always been uncertain, and he still doesn't have many scruples about hundreds of officials, let alone these palace maids and torturers?

Thinking that in the past two days, the ministers and palace people who served inside and outside the emperor's bed were punished one after another, and everyone couldn't help but worry more about their fate.

"Heh......" There was not a trace of desolate laughter, and the dead silence in the Ganquan Purple Hall suddenly broke through.

Several eunuchs and palace people who have been serving the Son of Heaven for a long time looked at each other - why was the laughter of the Son of Heaven so gratifying and happy?

Although they were puzzled, seeing that each other's feelings were the same, several people were a little relieved.

"I have a little bit of the courage of the prince of the Han Dynasty!" The Son of Heaven lightly buttoned the jade table, and his fingertips crossed the ivory and rhino horns inlaid on the jade table, and whispered slowly.

Just when the people in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, the Son of Heaven raised his sleeves and stroked the valuable jade table, accompanied by the sound of the jade breaking, the Son of Heaven shouted in a sudden cold tone: "Does he think I am dead?" ”

Frightened, everyone in the Purple Hall immediately bowed their heads, and the timid even held their breath.

No one understands why the old Son of Heaven is furious.

Outside the carved cypress door, Jin Riyan locked Huo Guang's arms and whispered eagerly in his ear: "It is also a big crime to trespass into the palace in the middle of the waiter!" ”

Jin Riyan didn't expect that the envoy sent to Chang'an brought back the news that the crown prince had raised troops.

- If it is only to kill the messenger of the Son of Heaven, with the trust of the Son of Heaven to the prince, it will be a reprimand at most, but ...... Raise troops......

- The meaning is completely different.

- Even if the crown prince only mobilizes the palace guards, the Son of Heaven, who has always attached importance to military power, will instinctively feel threatened!

Jin Riyan has an ominous premonition - is this game still in the hands of the Son of Heaven?

——The Son of Heaven under the Fury......

"Zimeng!" Seeing that he couldn't suppress Huo Guang's struggle, Jin Riyan said anxiously, "At this time, can the Lord listen to you?" ”

Jin Riyan's words made Huo Guang stop struggling, frown, and calm down with a depressed face.

"Uncle Weng, what should I do?" Pulling Jin Riyan's sleeve, Huo Guang muttered at a loss.

Hearing his question, Jin Riyan could only smile bitterly - could he have more ideas than Huo Guang?

Shaking his head, Jin Riyan could only use silence to show that he was also helpless.

"Mother, did the prince's brother make Ah Weng angry?" An innocent child's voice suddenly came into the ears of the two, Huo Guang and Jin Riyan changed their faces at the same time, and followed the prestige, but saw Mrs. Gou Yi holding her son and standing by the curtain connected to the main hall in the east chamber, with a look of embarrassment and fear.

At the same time, he looked at the mother and son and the son of heaven. Even looking at Ai Ji and his young son, who have always been pampered, the face of the Son of Heaven is still shocking.

"Why are you here!" The tone of the Son of Heaven was quite impatient.

"Fling misses Aon!" The crisp childish voice immediately sounded, solving the problem for his mother.

The Son of Heaven frowned slightly, took his eyes off the favored concubine, and looked at his immature young son.

The prince Fu Ling was born in the third year of Taishi, and he is only four years old this year, but his stature is far better than that of children of the same age, and he looks at least six or seven years old.

The Son of Heaven is not much different from ordinary men in some aspects - he is over the age of sixteen and has few children, and he is still so strong, and he is naturally very happy to be satisfied.

Although for the same reason, there are many suspicions about the bloodline and origin of the emperor's young son, and there is even no lack of vicious and obscene remarks, but all this does not affect the emperor's almost ostentatious love for the young son.

Of course, those speculations are just absurd ideas under the boredom of the common people for the close ministers of the Son of Heaven - among the princes, it is Liu Fuling's appearance that is most similar to today's son.

——I can't help but say that this is actually the luckiest place for Zhao Jieyu!

- If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for the Son of Heaven, who has always been extremely suspicious, to have no doubts about the bloodline of his youngest son!

beckoned to Mrs. Gouyi, and when she approached, the Son of Heaven reached out to take the young son, took him in his arms, and his expression softened slightly, revealing a faint smile that was a little reluctant: "Does Fu Ling know what your prince brother has done?" ”

Liu Fuling was carefully arranging the yellow and red ribbon around his father's waist, and when he heard his father's question, he didn't look up, so he replied without thinking: "Brother Prince must have done something wrong!" ”

"Why?" The Son of Heaven pulled out his own ribbon from the young son's hand and motioned for him to answer his question seriously.

Liu Fuling raised his head and looked at his father's serious expression, but there was no fear in his eyes, he pursed his mouth, and said unwillingly: "Mother and Eminem (the name of the nurse) both said that if Fuling did something wrong, Ah Weng would be very angry and angry!" It was the first time for Fu Ling to see Ah Weng so angry, even the last time Fu Ling knocked over Ah Gong's ink cartridge, Ah Weng was not so angry! ”

Although he looked a little older, after all, he was only four years old, and after saying such a long paragraph, Liu Fuling's face turned a little pale, which made the Son of Heaven rub the top of his head with pity.

"Yes! Aung was angry...... Very angry......" The Son of Heaven whispered softly, "Your prince brother makes Ah Weng very angry......"

The Son of Heaven who suddenly lost his mind made Liu Fuling, who didn't know anything, a little confused, but after receiving the signal from his mother who was standing aside, he still had to stick to his father's arms: "...... Awen......"

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Changshi Palace Gate, please pay respect." The urgent report of Sima Ling of the bus interrupted the warm moment between father and son.

Watching the embarrassed Changshi stumble into the Purple Palace, Jin Riyan frowned slightly and whispered softly to Huo Guang: "Pretend!" ”

Huo Guang was stunned for a moment, and then heard Jin Riyan sneer: "His steps are extremely steady!" Not panicked at all! "He is the prince of the Hun Hugh Tu King, and he is extremely sure of his judgment on these actions!

Huo Guang only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his head, his hands and feet were cold, and he was so stiff that he couldn't move, until the roar of the Son of Heaven made him completely come back to his senses - "What is the prime minister doing?" Why don't you immediately mobilize troops to quell the chaos! ”

The Son of Heaven almost angrily questioned the poor Changshi, which made the official who was only pretending to be frightened and trembling really tremble, and his blood-colored lips trembled for a long time before he stammered a complete sentence: "The prime minister did not dare to speak out...... Prince...... The crown prince was edicted to the provincial government, and the prime minister did not dare to speak up...... Don't dare to send troops! ”

The answer that added fuel to the fire made the Son of Heaven push the young son away and rise up with his sleeves: "If you are in a hurry, you are still secret?" The prime minister does not have the style of Zhou Gong, and Zhou Gong does not punish Cai Hu! ”

"Where is the imperial history? Edict! The Son of Heaven roared loudly, and the imperial historian who was waiting in the side compartment staggered to the side of the bookcase next to the curtain of the Son of Heaven, holding a pen and ink in one hand, and drawing a blank ruler and board in the other, ready to listen to the emperor's dictation and record the edict.

"Edict: Send three auxiliary soldiers near the county, the division is less than 2,000 stones, the prime minister is also a general, and the peace is ...... Chang'an rebellion! The Son of Heaven was full of rage, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and the imperial historian who wrote the edict trembled, and wrote down every word the emperor said.

The words of the Son of Heaven fell, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, strange and familiar, accompanied by a muffled sound of heavy kowtowing: "Your Majesty, the prince will never do a great rebellion!" Your Majesty, please think twice! ”