Shen Sicheng went to the Yamen early in the morning, and he was always not at home, and according to the usual practice, the three brothers Shen Jingxuan escorted the Zhang family to the Jokhang Temple to worship the Buddha. The Shen family was a new star in Kyoto yesterday, and their every move attracted attention, and their travel was also spread to the palace and outside the palace.

In the solemn and solemn imperial study, the Ming gold embroidery and the original wood color are intertwined with a school of magnificence, luxurious and solemn, and now the Yonghe Emperor sits on the royal case dragon chair, persistently stained with cinnabar red batch processing the chapter, the palace maid stands aside, upright almost no sense of zài, and the breathing is slight, so as not to disturb the emperor's thoughts.

Wu Qinggui personally cut off a Longding incense mist from the outside, this is Emperor Yonghe's favorite tea on weekdays, and the things that Emperor Yonghe entered, he had to personally check and inspect again, so that he could rest assured that it could be sent to Emperor Yonghe's case for Emperor Yonghe's use. "Rest your eyes, sage, and wake up with a cup of tea! After dealing with the recital for almost a morning, you can rest, your dragon body is healthy, but the people are expecting it! ”

"If there are more available talents in the court, and fewer cysts and stupid worms, I will be able to take a breath!" Emperor Yonghe casually re-incapsulated his subordinates, drew a cross on the chapter boasting of his achievements, put down the jade tube in his hand to draw a golden dragon pattern pen, picked up the yellow glazed longevity dragon pattern teacup, gently pressed a sip of tea that was already just right, and sighed angrily: "If the court goes up and down, there can be more courtiers like Shen Aiqing who are willing to do practical things for the country and the people, I don't have to spend so much effort!" ”

It's just that in the past few years, his methods were ruthless, in order to calm the turmoil in the country after he ascended the throne, he was ruthless, and after the country was calmed down, he also knew that he could not only rely on high pressure and ruthlessness, but also have good means, otherwise the expropriation and tyranny could only make the country more turbulent.

It's just that, obviously, his grace was regarded as a lion by those under his hands, but it gave some ambitious ministers room to get ahead, and also taught his eldest son the crown prince, the two older sons, and now for the chair he is still sitting on, he fights like a black corn, today you stab me, tomorrow I will also stab you, and ******, and the big prince's party, as well as the bits and pieces of the prince's party that is gradually growing, the court and the whole court will be stirred up by them into a pot of porridge, unbearable!

"The hard work of the saint, the ministers of the saint will know sooner or later, this court, there are also many out of the mud and not stained, the whole heart is finally the saint, unwavering, just like Lord Shen, their family up and down, are full of gratitude to the saint, today, also go to the Jokhang Temple to pray for the saint's grace, thank God for blessing their family bathing the emperor's grace!" The saint was in a bad mood, and Wu Qinggui, who was the first person in the inner service, naturally would not say anything depressing, but what was good and what to say. Shen Sicheng Lord Shen can make the emperor praise, and he will naturally push the boat down the river and say two good words for Shen Sicheng, so that the saint will be in a better mood!

"I hope so, if everyone can be like Shen Qing's family, then what can Daqin worry about······!"

In the deepest retreat of the Jokhang Temple, Xiao Zhen, who had finished the morning class, was cross-legged and listened to the report from his subordinates: "Master, the Shen family will be under the leadership of Mrs. Shen Zhang today, and the whole family will come to the Jokhang Temple to worship the Buddha and pray for blessings!" ”

"When the news came, the Shen family and his entourage had already begun to set off! It is estimated that the Jokhang Temple will arrive at the beginning of the year! "The master has been worshipping the Buddha here since yesterday, avoiding the most lively topic in Yanjing yesterday, but there is a quiet place of his own. Master Zhikong Master Huiyuan is also in the morning class, and he has not yet come here to talk about the Buddha with his master.

At this moment, accompanying Xiao Zhen, in addition to the dark one who came to report in secret, and the treasure who served, there was also a handsome man who was completely different from these two people, but he was dressed as a guard to guard Xiao Zhen, he looked about the same age as Xiao Zhen, but, compared to Xiao Zhen's beautiful face and Yutang Jinhui, he was more profound, and his face was more resolute. It's just that if someone looks closely, they can still see a trace of similarity with Xiao Zhen from his dark features.

This person is Xiao Zhen's companion, and now he is the commander of the guards on the bright side of Xiao Zhen, and Han Ji, the only son of Dingguo Gong, is also. He has been by Xiao Zhen's side since he entered the palace at the age of ** to accompany the four princes, and until now. grew up with his father at the border when he was a child, and the influence of iron and blood made him obviously different from the sons of the family who grew up in the environment of Shengping and dancing in Beijing, more fierce, and his breath was solemn and cold, and he seemed to have an unusual aura of slaughter.

He went to the border pass to experience the previous stage, and now he has returned, and there seems to be a little bit of bloody killing from the border pass on his body, obviously, the experience of that period of time, his hands, obviously not less stained with the blood of the hostile Tartars, the lives of the Tartars under his hands are obviously not one or two, otherwise why is there such a strong bloody breath that cannot be washed away, so cold that people dare not look at each other, as if they are creepy.

"That's the girl you're eyeing? What's so strange? After the dark report, Han Ji asked coldly. His cold and bloody blood, for Xiao Zhen at the top, there is nothing unusual, yes, he has no restraint, no one cares about the people here.

"Yes, I'll talk to you!" It's hard to talk between them now, of course, there is nothing to hide, especially when the object is Han Ji, in his previous life, all his forbearance and restraint, how many jokes are sad, until a few years after ascending the throne, he actually knew that his biological mother was someone else, he thought it was his biological mother, for the sadness that the nominal concubine was not favored now, to the final death, after the final indifference, he finally realized that it was not his biological mother, his biological mother, but the queen mother who he thought was his adoptive mother.

It's complicated, and he is also peeling back the cocoon, and he doesn't know how much effort it took to find out. How did he toss between his adoptive mother and biological mother, and his biological mother and adoptive mother. And Han Ji is the only son of his biological mother's eldest brother Han Zhan, the eldest brother of the Han clan, and in terms of relationship, they are cousins of the in-laws.

And the Han family, the previous generation of Dingguo Gong died on the battlefield, and then, his uncle Han Zhan, also died on the battlefield in a big battle before he arrived, and the body was returned to the battlefield, and he was martyred. Cousin Han Ji, waiting for him to find out, but he had already been killed and wounded in battle, and he suffered many battle wounds and disfigured his face. In her last life, her grandmother, who is still alive, died every two years before her uncle died····· (To be continued.) )