"Bang-"

The wind suddenly rose outside the window, roaring and hitting the window lattice, slamming the unclosed window sash shut, everyone was startled by the sudden loud noise, only Feng Zhiwei still looked like he didn't hear and turned a blind eye, staring directly at the black-edged document on a white background in Ning Yi's hand, his eyes seemed to be fixed there, lifeless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ning Yi's hand trembled.

This tremble, the mourning report moved, Feng Zhiwei's eyes shook with it, and then he seemed to wake up a little, and slowly stretched out his hand to get the funeral report.

Her outstretched hand was stiff, like a puppet.

She stretched out her hand and opened her mouth to speak, as if to say, "I'll see", but her mouth opened and she didn't say a word.

When her fingers touched the mourning report, Ning Yi seemed to want to withdraw her hand back, but immediately stopped, sighed silently, and took the initiative to hand the mourning report to her.

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head to tear the envelope seal, shook his hands, and tore it a few times before tearing it open.

The fluttering paper fell in the palm of his hand, and there were only a few dozen black words on the white paper, Feng Zhiwei stared at it for a full quarter of an hour, as if he was looking, but he seemed to be just in a daze.

Those words entered the eyes, and it seemed that they couldn't get into their hearts, and the messy black black haze clouds floated and danced in front of them, hurting wherever they hit, and bleeding wherever they hit.

“…… Patrol the grassland...... Betrayed by his cronies...... Frontier ......"

Obviously, every word can be understood, but when combined together at this moment, they suddenly lose their joint meaning, and for a quarter of an hour, for a full quarter of an hour, Feng Zhiwei couldn't understand the meaning.

The bachelors who went to close the window sat back one after another, and as soon as Feng Zhiwei let go, the letterhead fell.

Then she turned white, didn't look at anyone, and slowly stood up on the table.

Ning Yi immediately said: "Master Wei, your face is not good, but is there any problem?" Then go back and rest early. ”

Feng Zhi nodded slightly, and shook out like a wandering spirit, unable to walk two steps, and almost hit the pillar of the hall, Ning Yi immediately beckoned the waiter waiting outside the door to help her out.

Walking out of the door, the cold wind was agitated, Feng Zhiwei seemed to be sober, and a strange flush appeared on her snow-white face, and then she immediately pushed it, pushing the waiter to stagger, and strode out without looking at it, she walked extremely fast, and a gust of wind swept by, and the officials who greeted her didn't even see her face clearly, and they all half-bowed and stayed in place and looked at her back in amazement.

Feng Zhiwei went all the way to the Yongning Gate, where all the carriages and horses of the officials from all over the country who were waiting for Hao Yunxuan to meet, the adults saw that Wei Daxue came out, and they were swarming to come up to say goodbye, Feng Zhiwei passed straight through the crowd, where she passed, obviously not close, but everyone involuntarily took three steps back, seeing that Feng Zhiwei didn't say a word, and quickly got into his carriage.

The carriage was rolling around, the winter sun shone on Feng Zhiwei's cheeks through the curtain, it was not as white as a human color, she sat in the car, her eyes closed, the carriage shook slightly, and a strand of black hair wet with cold sweat fell on her cheeks vividly.

"Restore the law-" The horse neighed, the carriage shook, and the Wei Mansion arrived.

The carriage shook, and Feng Zhiwei leaned forward.

"Wow."

A mouthful of purple-black, the bruises that have been held back until now, sprayed on the door curtain with gold edges on a purple background!

==

The winter light sank quickly, and just now it was dusk everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, it changed to a dark world.

When Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes, he heard the sound of the wind wandering outside the window, like the footsteps of a person's robe flying and leaving.

Just now, in the dream between yin and yang and life and death, it seems that someone has also come, and gently stroked her face with warm fingers.

In the dream, I still seem to smell the faint smell of grass and sunshine, accompanied by the clarity of the snow foam on the Huzhuo Snow Mountain, the moment I open my eyes, the sound of flutes on all sides, a large golden cloud spreads, and the shallow figure turns around, looking back and smiling in the haze.

Feng Zhiwei stretched out his hand, scratched hard with his five fingers in the air, and muttered, "Helian ......"

She only grasped the lonely empty wind.

May everything be like a dream, and in the end it will shatter the void.

She closed her eyes, and for a while, a thin stream of water slowly flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

Silent, endless, as if it were going to be like the blood of the seven days, until everything was drained until the end of life.

The door sounded slightly, Zong Chen came in with the medicine, Feng Zhiwei didn't open his eyes, just let himself cry, and asked him, "Are you ready?" ”

These were her first words after receiving the bad news.

There is no crying and anger, and when the nightmare comes, all self-blame and resentment are wasted.

Only revenge ear.

"Hmm."

Feng Zhiwei sat up, took the medicine bowl and drank it all, and by the way, he also took out a few tonic pills from his arms and ate them.

From now on, her body is not her alone, she must live a longer and healthier life than anyone else, at least until revenge.

After drinking the medicine, she sat cross-legged on the bed, her long black hair fell down, covering most of her pale face the size of a palm, and her dark eyes looked more and more intimidating.

"Someone has been sent to find out the truth." Zong Chen said, "This matter can be reported to the court in this way, and there is no other voice, it is likely that Helian ...... extinguished the other party's mouth. ”

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

With the power of himself and Qibiao, he chased and killed for thousands of miles, leaving the lives of all enemies, and cutting off all the possibility of secret leakage in the most decisive and crisp way.

Helian, you bought it with your life.

"Xin Ziyan must have a share." After a while, she said softly.

In the prison of the guard that day, the angry man said to her, Wei Zhi, don't be complacent, I have a way to treat you, I thought it was just a literati spirit at that time.

Now that I think about it, it turns out to be a prophecy.

At the death of Fat Ahua that day, she was also shocked by the helplessness of revenge, and she also thought about breaking her oath and giving up, only taking the emperor's life, and not caring about the overthrow of the empire.

However, all the grievances, only the bystanders think that they can easily let go, and those who are caught in hatred of the authorities, no one is willing to let go gently, if you retreat, someone will go further, block the road, Huo Huo is the knife.

In the situation of deep hatred, retreat means being attacked and plundered, and the Chinese army is killed.

From this day on, she will not retreat.

"Xin Ziyan alone, he has no such ability." Zong Chen said lightly.

Feng Zhi was slightly silent.

Indeed, although he has a part, it is impossible for him to use such a skill, chasing and killing for thousands of miles, forcing a generation of golden lion kings to a dead end.

Who is the real mastermind?

A name is about to come out, but it is like a boulder, stalked in the chest, unable to spit out.

Looking at the world, there may be many people who are so ruthless and powerful, but there is only one who has this ability and is hostile to her.

Feng Zhiwei worked hard to think about what enemies she had, but she has always been very popular and clean, and the people she has dealt with, the crown prince, the second prince, the fifth prince, the Nanhai Chang family, all possible enemies, have been quietly solved in the process of rising step by step in the past few years.

His enemy, from beginning to end, was the only one.

For a quarter of an hour, her heart was churning, and at last she was almost desperate, and she wished more than ever that her enemies would be many, many enemies, so that the enemy's target would be less of a choice.

The silence in the room was like a rock, overwhelming people beyond words, but after a long, long time, she still said almost with difficulty: "I always feel ...... Although Ning Yi is hostile to me, he is not like this...... Irritate me......"

Zong Chen looked at her quietly and asked, "Then who do you say?" ”

Feng Zhi slightly deflected his face.

"Zhiwei, I thought you would never deceive yourself." Ban Yu Zongchen said lightly.

Feng Zhiwei was silent for a long time and smiled sadly.

"Is it him or not, is it that serious?" She got up in her clothes and looked at the moonless dark sky outside the window, "I will never let go of all the people who inflict a sword on Helian, the hostility is already doomed, the hatred is getting deeper and deeper, and it will eventually be the result of your sword coming and my sword, there is no difference." ”

Zong Chen fell silent and sighed for a long time.

It was empty on all sides, and the wind was rushing in the evening.

But there were rapid footsteps coming, all the way to this hidden study, faintly blocked, and there was a low sobbing sound.

Feng Zhi was slightly stunned, and then heard the sound of the Blood Floating Slaughter's subordinates pretending to be in charge knocking lightly on the door, and said with embarrassment: "Master...... Miss Jiarong ......"

Looks?

Feng Zhiwei's face turned pale, Jiarong was brought back by Helian Zheng last time and forced it into her place, she refused to ask for it at that time, and Jiarong refused to follow her, but Helian Zheng put down her words, if she dared to go back secretly, he would marry her immediately, King Helian did what he said, this sentence directly frightened Jiarong.

Later, she brought this girl back to Dijing, and she actually had a headache in her heart about the arrangement for her, just thinking that after a long time, Jiarong's mind faded, and she tried to find a way to find her a good mother-in-law's house, but she didn't want the girl to cry, but she didn't see anyone anymore, so she found a room and closed the door, and it turned out to be like a dead heart practicing at home.

Feng Zhiwei sometimes felt inexplicable, she heard Helian Zheng vaguely say that this woman was taken out of the house by Ning Yi, and she also suspected that she was of any other use to Ning Yi, and she didn't want Ning Yi to throw her away like this after taking her out of the house, and she didn't care about it ever since, and she didn't plan to take her over, what kind of medicine was sold in Ning Yi's gourd?

She didn't know that Ning Yi and Jiarong slept in the same bed that day, Helian Zheng was a Zheng Zheng man, he was always upright, and he didn't care about talking about right and wrong behind his back, the more he was a rival, the more he didn't say it.

At this time, Jia Rong lost his temper, presumably because he had already received the news of Helian Zheng's death.

"Wei Zhi-" Without waiting for the steward to finish the report, the door was slammed open, and Jiarong pounced in, his eyes turned to see Feng Zhiwei, and he rushed over and grabbed her shoulder, "King, King, he-"

Her face was pale and full of tears, and her hair was messily stuck to her face, and her eyes were glaring mournfully in her messy hair, and her eyes were full of endless supplication and hope.

Praying for the news I just heard was nothing but a dream, a nightmare.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

It was her negligence, she should take care of the people in the house to block the news, Jiarong does not leave the house, and she can hide it for a long time, but now the news of the Shunyi King has spread all over the imperial capital, even if she deceives her, as long as she goes out of the house to inquire, she will immediately learn the truth.

Instead of letting her go out of the house to inquire about things outside the house, it is better to be right here and chop off the hanging knife.

"Yes." She pressed her hand to her heart, leaned against the table, and said word by word, "Helian, it's gone." ”

Jiarong still grabbed her placket and stared at her in that position, as if she didn't understand the words, and as if she was suddenly deaf and speechless, she was so stiff, and the prayer and hope in her eyes gradually changed to endless darkness and despair.

It was also a black with a dead breath, like a black tide rising from the polar sea, and wherever it passed, life was devastated.

After a while, she let go of her hand and slowly raised her palm, as if she wanted to slap Feng Zhiwei, so as to angrily accuse her of nonsense and say that she was lying, but as soon as her hand was raised, she rolled her eyes and fell to the side softly.

She fainted.

Feng Zhiwei leaned against the table, tilted her head, closed her eyes, the moonlight slanted on her side face, and her face was whiter than the moonlight.

Zong Chen silently picked up Jiarong, put her on the bed to check her pulse, and said for a while: "It's okay to be in pain." ”

Suddenly, there was another "huh", and Ben put the hand that he had let go up again, and said for a while: "Her pulse is ......."

He was about to say something, when Jiarong suddenly turned over on the bed.

Her posture was a little strange - lying on her side, her hands outstretched, and at first glance it didn't look like she was sleeping, but rather like she was doing some ritual.

This strange posture immediately attracted the eyes of the two.

Immediately, Feng Zhiwei and Zong Chen heard Jiarong start to speak.

First there was a strange syllable, which seemed to be a special language, and then she paused and changed to Chinese.

“…… The descendant of the sunset, the favor of the dynasty, if you win the world, you will overthrow the world, and if you win the world, you will overthrow the emperor's heir......"

This passage was repeated three times, and then a few more sentences were changed, including the line, "...... Fake husband and daughter, blood is exhausted......"

Feng Zhiwei listened, and his face changed.

Fake Husband ...... Jiarong and Helian Zheng once got married in Dayue and became a husband and wife in name only, but they are not fake husbands?

And the last sentence, isn't it in response to Helian's final ending?

Jiarong's dream words, is it a feeling, or is it ...... I have foreseen it for a long time, but I don't know it?

A sentence suddenly flowed through my heart.

"Sunset women are born with the ability to predict the future related to themselves or their relatives and friends, as if they were favored by the gods and can see the coming day."

In the twelfth year of Changxi, Ning Yi's mother was abolished in the palace, Ning Yi once said.

His mother, the legendary princess of the Sunset Clan, the favorite of the Emperor of Heaven, descended from the sky under the snowy pines, singing songs that no one could understand.

Those strange syllables that no one can understand, are they the ones that Jia Rong said first just now?

“…… The descendant of the sunset, after the dynasty, the world will be overthrown, and the world will be overthrown......"

Ning Yi is a descendant of the Sunset Clan.

Although Feng Zhiwei still doesn't understand the last sentence, at least, the meaning of the first three sentences is still very clear.

The most critical sentence - if you win the world, you will cover the world.

Feng Zhiwei held the table with his hand, his palm was cold, and for a moment he seemed to see the face of fate Tieqing, approaching expressionlessly.

At this moment, she suddenly understood a lot.

understands why Ning Yi has always been unfavored, why he has been more and more suppressed after showing his talent, and why he has never been allowed to become the prince even though his talent is above all the brothers.

The old emperor is old and weak, watching him gradually grasp the government, but he still guards the most important position and does not give it, just because of this sentence "win the world, cover the world." ”

He was afraid that the throne would be handed over to Ning Yi and he would be killed, and he was afraid that Ning Yi would win the world and overthrow the world. He was afraid of being threatened by this son and losing everything.

She also understood why Ning Yi was determined to win the throne, but he never refused to act rashly, and took the initiative to give up at many moments when he had the opportunity, it was because he knew that he was not the son trusted by his father, he might always be under constant vigilance, and he had to be more cautious than anyone else.

He went to great lengths to find Jiarong, just for her identity as a descendant of the Sunset Clan, and to find this prophecy that was deeply hidden by the emperor.

Knowing the prophecy, Jiarong is naturally useless to him, and he must not bring it with him to attract suspicion.

Feng Zhiwei figured out the joints, but her face became more and more pale, she touched the emperor's hidden ulterior thoughts at this moment, but she still didn't understand - her son had withered away, if he couldn't stand up for Ningyi, what was Emperor Sheng waiting for that day?

The chaotic mystery passed through her heart, and she took a deep breath, a decisive thought floating in her heart.

Behind him, Zong Chen didn't understand what Jia Rong said, he didn't know the strangeness of the Sunset Clan very well, he was asking: "All the members of the Blood Floating Slaughter have been stopped, do you want to send them to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to contact Hua Qiong immediately?" ”

"Yes." Feng Zhiwei's raised jaw was plated with starlight, thin and lonely, "I have to go too, Helian...... It's gone, Feng Zhiwei, as his eldest concubine, will be easily remembered by the emperor, Wei Zhi, he can't do it for the time being. But before leaving, I have to do two things as Wei Zhi one last time. ”

She turned around, looking desolate.

Raise two fingers like a knife:

"Advise! Kill! ”

==

At the end of the eighteenth year of Changxi, it seems to be a very ordinary year-end year, ordinary people are preparing ordinary New Year's dinners, ordinary eunuchs are busy handling ordinary official business, and everything seems to be no different.

However, above the calm earth, there was an undercurrent wave, like black poisonous blood, silently injected into the meridians of the dynasty.

December, Shanbei.

The owner of a shop commanded his men to take down the plaque that had been hanging on the door for more than ten years, and the boss who looked like a rich man took the plaque and blew the ash on it with a little pity.

"Boss Lin, what's wrong? Good end out of business? The neighborhood was crowded to watch the excitement, and when they saw the old shop that had been open for more than ten years was closed, their eyes showed reluctance.

The boss of the good popularity arched his hands on all sides, "Yes, yes, my nephew in Beijing took me to care for the elderly, and I have been taken care of by everyone all these years, thank you here." ”

"Boss Lin is so blessed." Everyone laughed, and watched with envy as those particularly capable guys packed up, a carriage rolled away, the car went a long way, and some people sighed and praised: "Enjoy the blessings, ......"

December, Hanoi.

A group of men walked out of the magnificent courtyard, and their chests were still open in such a cold weather, revealing deep and shallow scars.

When the first person carried a burden in a dashing manner, strode in front of the person, a group of people reluctantly followed, the person suddenly stopped, Lang Ran hugged his fists, and said loudly: "Brothers, the green mountains do not change the green water flows, let's say goodbye, there will be a period later!" ”

"Second master, where are you going, why don't you tell your brothers?" A group of people watched in amazement as he walked away, when suddenly a teenager rushed over and grabbed the corner of his coat.

"I'm ......" the man turned his head, smiled warmly, and stroked his head, "I'm going to do the business of killing heads, but I can't tell you, stay in the gang, maybe I'll see you again in the future." ”

"Take me with you!" The boy tilted his head and suddenly said loudly.

A voice came out and everyone responded.

"Take us along!"

"What is it to kill the head and sell your life, when are we not doing the work of licking the blood with a knife?"

"That's it, we haven't been the second leader these years, we have already been played to death by the group of ditch rats in the south of the city, you are gone, who will cover us in the future?"

"Then I will, where you go, I'll go!"

"Let's go!"

The man stood in the sunset, looking at a group of brothers who had been born and died for more than ten years, for a long time, and smiled slowly.

"Okay, together!"

Shannan, Shanbei, Longnan, Longxi, Jianghuai......

Thirteen roads throughout the day, all states and counties, such things happen, countless people silently take off the paving board and close the store door, countless people carry their burdens out of the helper's store, countless people give up their hands and say goodbye to the stewards and friends of the official palace, and countless masters put down their brushes and resign from the owner happily.

They walked out of different gates and walked in the same direction, like a subtle but persistent river, passing through hills and ravines and flowing to the same sea.

Eighteen years of dormancy, once restless, the blade of the knife in the sky, who will be dragged off?

And at this time, the imperial capital.

The restless is the heaven and the earth, Kyoto is still singing and dancing, and the gathering place of the official eunuch courtyard on Shenshui Street in western Beijing, a delicate and small house is full of lights and colorful cars, and it seems that it is feasting guests.

From time to time, horse-drawn carriages stopped in front of the door, and the people in the carriage walked down with a spring breeze on their faces, and were then taken in by the courteous doorman.

Although the host here did not personally welcome the guests, but every visitor already felt very face--this is the newly built courtyard of the Wei scholars, and the new house was completed today, and the guests were invited with the joy of housewarming.

Wei knows that the country's important ministers, full of the emperor's favor, but low-key and humble, and do not interact too much with anyone, this is also a sign of the minister's city and the government's self-righteousness, otherwise the emperor will inevitably suspect him of collusion, but not interacting does not mean that others do not yearn for his way, now it is easy for him to open a golden mouth banquet, not to mention that the person who received the invitation immediately drove over, that is, there was no invitation, and the relationship to find a way also followed.

The flower hall of the house, which was not big for a while, was actually crowded, and there were visitors from all the ministries and halls of the Hanlin Academy, which was originally only ten seats in the hall, but now it has to temporarily increase the number of seats in the courtyard, and there are many people who have no place to sit, and they are huddled together with their acquaintances.

Fortunately, the people in the Wei Mansion are very literate, and there are more people than expected, but they are not surprised, they should be arranged in an orderly manner, and they did not say that they would wait for the host to come to the banquet, and directly serve the food and wine like flowing water.

Then I heard someone laugh and say: "I am rude, I have not welcomed all the guests, so I will punish myself with three cups first-"

As soon as this sound came out, the hall that was still hot just now suddenly quieted down, and everyone turned their heads, and saw the young man in white shirt, holding a cup and smiling.

At that time, the plum blossoms in the hall were just right, the red plum blossoms were like fire, the branches were strong and brown, obliquely dragging on the green tile powder wall, and the young man who came through the flowers, seemed to be thinner, looked more and more elegant, the light clothes and thin fur were all snow-colored, even the hairband was plain white, a black hair was draped over the shoulders like flowing water, and his face was like snow in the plum blossoms like jumping flames.

This scene was clear and beautiful, vivid and solemn, and everyone suddenly held their breath.

There are also some adults, who are surprised for a moment - Scholar Wei is so vegan, beautiful and beautiful, but not in line with etiquette.

Some people were immediately relieved, teenagers love to be pretty, and college scholars must be inevitable, so it is okay to dress casually on private occasions.

Feng Zhiwei nodded with a smile all the way, her eyes were extremely kind, and her attitude was like a spring breeze, whether it was an invited guest or not, a big official or a small official, they all treated everyone equally, and when they walked down in a circle, everyone's eyes were full of admiration.

"Brother accompanies three glasses first." Standing in front of the steps, she stretched out her hand and drank three times in a row, and as soon as the wine glass was turned over, someone at the bottom got carried away and applauded, and the whole hall immediately became lively.

Feng Zhiwei took Qian Yan and a few other Qingming students who served in the court to persuade them to drink, these Qingming students are all children of officialdom experience, Yan Yan Yan has a cordial attitude, and the atmosphere gradually becomes lively, and everyone is half drunk after a while.

"A few days ago, my brother caused some trouble, thanks to the help of all the adults, my brother took this opportunity to thank him." Feng Zhiwei had another cup of pleasure.

Everyone knew that she was referring to the Hanoi book case some time ago, in fact, that case involved two bachelors, and everyone didn't dare to say anything, but at this time, the university scholar admitted his feelings, and naturally no one said anything, and they all raised their glasses and said some auspicious words of "the university scholar turns evil into good fortune".

"In recent days, I have often entered the palace to talk to His Majesty." Feng Zhiwei turned the wine glass casually and began to talk casually.

Everyone listened attentively, recently His Majesty was in poor health, the court meeting was changed to three days, and it was not often there, there was vague news in the palace that His Majesty had a recurrence of his old illness this winter, and his body was getting worse and worse, this news made everyone scratch in their hearts, but they couldn't get more news, all over the court, only a few important ministers could see at any time, Wei University Scholar was one of them, everyone came here today, and there were some thoughts of listening to the insider.

There was silence on all sides, and Feng Zhi said slowly: "Your Majesty and I talked about Changxi twelve years ago, saying that there was no need to do everything by yourself at that time, and now that you are older, you will work harder, and your body and bones are a little unbearable." ”

Everyone was silent, and they couldn't react to the meaning of her words for a while, what is the difference between Changxi twelve years ago and now? Someone thought about it, and his face turned pale.

Twelve years before Changxi, there was a prince!

At that time, in order to train the prince and make him familiar with state affairs as soon as possible, the prince was in charge of the country for half a year, and the prince took several brothers to take charge of the six ministries and domestic affairs, and major state affairs were personally judged by His Majesty.

Your Majesty is finally going to make a crown prince?

Everyone immediately became a little short of breath, and looked at Feng Zhiwei with straight eyes, but Feng Zhiwei didn't speak, and played with a jade pot in his hand at will.

At this time, everyone noticed that her wine pot was different from everyone else, the whole piece of green jade, carved into the shape of a peony flower, the dragon's spine handle, delicate and incoherent, and when the light shone through, you could vaguely see the embossed carving of the word "Chu" on the handle.

Chu, the palace of the king of Chu.

This must be a gift from the King of Chu to the scholars of Wei?

The officials are very sensitive, and at this time and on this occasion, Scholar Wei raised such a topic, and intentionally or unintentionally showed such a thing, which represented the meaning, which immediately made countless people fall into deep thought.

Since His Majesty and Scholar Wei have talked about this topic deeply, they must have hinted at the person they like, if it were not for the King of Chu, Scholar Wei would definitely put all the things that could show a good relationship with the King of Chu on the shelf, instead of openly showing the good friendship between the two like this.

Also, besides the King of Chu, who else?

Some people looked around and found that although the hairpins were gathered, there were no members of the most clear-cut camp of the King of Chu, and it was obvious that the scholars of Wei had advocated for the King of Chu, and the rest of the people were avoiding suspicion, so as not to be attacked for the position of the party.

"It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Seventh is not here, he used to like the Guyue Qingxue Tea in my house the most." Feng Zhiwei said lightly.

Everyone's expressions flashed again - Your Majesty is old, the crown prince is about to be chosen, the Tenth Highness has ordinary qualifications, and the most competitive Seventh Highness is still supervising the army in the south, doesn't it show that His Majesty's heart is, only the King of Chu?

"Ming people don't say secret words, and there is nothing to hide with the adults," Feng Zhiwei knocked on the wine cup and said, "The country can't be without a monarch and father for a day, and the temple inherits the top priority. ”

Everyone bowed their heads and drank, thinking to themselves that you all know who His Majesty wants to make the prince, and the last seal is not to His Majesty's favor, where is the anger? not only caters to the old master, but also pleases the new master, I'm afraid that it will be the first to make a meritorious contribution and go to the next level, right?

Everyone's eyes were rolling in the wine cup, and their hearts had already begun to ask for the draft of the prince's recital.

Whoever is the first to ask the king of Chu to be the crown prince will be able to ensure wealth and glory for decades to come!

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then it became lively again, and gradually some people began to say goodbye, and these people began to leave, and more and more people could not sit still, and resigned for various reasons.

Feng Zhiwei sat on the seat, and watched those people leave with an excited look with a smile, it can be imagined that when they leave this door today, they will immediately ride their horses and gallop wildly, and run to the honor they thought they would be for life.

This was the last thing she did with Wei Zhi's influence.

Tomorrow, please ask the king of Chu to play a chapter for the crown prince, and pile it high on His Majesty's desk, in exchange for all the vigilance and anxiety of the old emperor who is the first suspicious.

Tomorrow there will be many people who will be belittled, many people will be investigated, many people will be implicated, tomorrow the emperor will be shocked by the strength of the Chu king's camp, shocked by the impatient ambition of the king of Chu for the throne, and shocked by the impatience of the emperor before the imperial power, he will finally make up his mind and go all out to fight the imaginary enemy.

And she will bear the brunt of it, because she advocated for His Royal Highness the King of Chu to ask for the crown prince and demote the Beijing teacher.

She will go to the sea and the sky and the grass and grass and sprinkle the blood of the enemy.

When she came back, she was already a different her.

Feng Zhi smiled faintly, the smile was far away from her eyes, the clear wine swayed, reflecting her body, and the sky behind her was cut by the slanted plum branches.

Go ahead.

Look at the table of wine on the golden table today.

Fu Yi was ambitious in the Ming Dynasty.

------Off topic------

In this chapter, about Jiarong, those who can't remember the foreshadowing can go back and look back at the twenty-first chapter of the second volume.