Ding Wei was very annoyed in his heart!

Do you know how hard I worked to get rid of Kou Zhun?

I did not hesitate to risk being suspicious of the official family and cooperate with the queen!

Wang Qinruo, Cao Yong, and I eat and sleep every day, thinking about dealing with Kou Zhun!

Finally caught Kou Zhun making a mistake, I ran around again, united with hundreds of officials, and accused Kou Zhun of various crimes in front of the officials with tears!

It was not easy to drive Kou Zhun away!

Now you want Kou Zhun back?

Still let me support?

Dream!

In Ding Wei's heart, he is the same as the drama spirit.

He stood up and asked, "Your Highness, forgive me." ”

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, "Ding Wei, you are really the same as the stone in the toilet." ”

"Why?" Ding Wei couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Zhen: "It's stinky and hard!" ”

Ding: "......"

He flicked his sleeves and said: "Your Highness has humiliated the minister several times, and now my son has not violated any of the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, but he has been detained by His Highness privately. ”

Zhao Zheng's eyes were cold, "Ding Wei, are you threatening this palace?" ”

Ding means not speaking, which means acquiescence.

Zhao Zhen suddenly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, threw it on the table, and sneered: "You can try...... However, tomorrow, this thing will spread all over Bianjing. ”

Ding Wei stared at the piece of paper, first stunned, and then his face changed greatly.

What kind of bullshit Bianjing news is this?

actually recorded his private meeting with his younger siblings!

Although it is written on it is Ding Wei, the chief of the Ming Dynasty, a three-year-old child will associate it with him!

"Temple...... Your Highness, you ...... What do you want? Ding Wei stammered and asked.

Zhao Zhen took a sip of tea and said slowly: "This is a story that this palace heard, I think it is very exciting, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy, so this palace plans to print 100,000 copies and distribute them everywhere, so that people can see ......"

Ding Wei gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He is the Great Song Zaifu, one person under ten thousand people, and he is an example of a hundred officials!

It is conceivable that in the years to come, I am afraid that there will be countless officials who will attack themselves with this matter!

The price is too high!

It's so ruthless!

After a while, he took a deep breath, sat back in his chair, and said weakly: "Your Highness has a good means, minister...... Admitting defeat, the minister agreed to His Royal Highness's conditions, and dared to ask where my son was stepping? ”

Zhao Zhen smiled: "The one who knows the times is Junjie, Ding Wei, you didn't disappoint the palace...... As for Ding Buju, when Kou Zhun returns to the court to serve as Zaifu, the palace will send someone to send him back to Ding's mansion. ”

Ding Wei smiled dumbly: "If Kou Zhun can't return to the court for a day, then won't my son be able to go back for a day?" ”

Zhao Zhen waved his hand: "Don't get excited, this matter will definitely be settled within ten days." Someone, send off! ”

……

King Jing's Mansion.

King Jing Zhao Yuanyan paced back and forth in the main hall, looking anxious.

A subordinate asked curiously: "Lord, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited him, why did the prince hesitate to go to the banquet?" ”

Zhao Yuanyan was holding an invitation card in his hand, which was sent by the crown prince Zhao Zhen.

Invite him to the feast!

Zhao Yuanyan said worriedly: "If it was the previous prince, this king would not be worried, but, now the prince's personality has changed greatly, a scene in the Yuqing Palace, these days often haunt the heart of the king, the prince is young, thoughtful, the city is very deep, the king has read countless people, but he can't see through him, he is obviously a tiger, but he looks like a lamb...... Ding Wei is now covering the sky with one hand, which is powerful enough, but his son was caught by the prince to pick up dung, and he didn't dare to let go of his fart, which shows that the prince ate Ding Wei to death......"

The subordinates' eyes widened: "What does the prince mean, Your Highness's invitation is a little hot?" ”

"It's not just a hot hand, the prince is looking for this king, it must be no good thing!" Zhao Yuanyan said depressedly.

"Then is the prince still going?"

"Go, this king has a hunch, if you don't go, I'm afraid it will be even worse." Zhao Yuanyan gritted his teeth.

……

At dusk, Bianjing City is sprinkled with a layer of golden light.

On the side of the street, people come and go, and the river is endless.

A carriage stopped, and Zhao Yuanyan, who was dressed plainly, walked down, looking around for Zhao Zhen's figure.

Zhao Zhen deliberately asked him to leave the house in a low-key manner in the invitation card and dress up in disguise.

The place of the invitation is in this place of the market.

Zhao Yuanyan therefore guessed that Zhao Zhen must be plotting something big, and this was done to hide people's eyes.

At this moment, he saw someone beckoning to him not far away: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, here!" ”

It's Zhao Zhen!

Zhao Yuanyan hurriedly ran over.

Zhao Zhen whispered: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, this is not the place to speak, come with me." ”

Zhao Yuanyan nodded, looked around vigilantly, and followed Zhao Zhen forward.

This kind of sneaky and mysterious feeling made Zhao Yuanyan couldn't help but be a little excited.

He followed Zhao Zhen to a stall selling wontons on the corner of the street.

The stall owner is an elderly couple.

At first glance, it's very ordinary.

But after looking carefully, Zhao Yuanyan found that the old man selling wontons had wide eyes, staring at him without blinking, his eyes were empty, and he looked at everything around him as if there was nothing, and then looked at his straight waist and thick arms, and he looked like a master at first glance.

Looking at the surrounding diners, they seemed to be eating casually, but the afterglow was sweeping around. It must be a master of the East Palace.

Zhao Yuanyan said with admiration: "Your Highness has actually set up a stronghold here, and it is arranged in an orderly manner, which is really admirable!" ”

When I looked up, I saw Zhao Zhen saying to the old man: "Boss, come and have two bowls of wontons!" ”

The old man fumbled for a long time before he got a cane, stood up, staggered to the back, and shouted, "Old woman, two bowls of ravioli!" ”

This old man couldn't be more ordinary, and he was blind.

Zhao Yuanyan was dumbfounded.

This is outrageous!

He pointed around and asked, "Your Highness, what ......is this?" Not your set-up? ”

Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "Uncle Eighth, what do you want, this palace asked you to come out, but there is a little thing to ask you, why not make a fuss." ”

Zhao Yuanyan smacked his lips and looked embarrassed!

Soon, the ravioli came up.

Zhao Zhen said while eating: "This palace plans to let Kou Zhun return to the dynasty to serve as the chief assistant and contain Ding Wei and others, but it is still a shortcoming, so this palace wants the eighth emperor uncle to advise his father and emperor in the morning tomorrow...... Of course, Uncle Eight only needs to say it casually, and there is no need to argue. ”

Zhao Zhen's meaning is very simple, that is, let Zhao Yuanyan persuade Zhao Heng without pain in the early court.

Zhao Yuanyan was surprised: "It's that simple? ”

"That's right!"

"But what does this have to do with Kou Zhun's return to the court?" Zhao Yuanyan is old and well-informed, but he racked his brains and didn't understand what the relationship between the two was.

Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "Uncle Eight Emperor's words are wrong, an old man said that there is a universal connection between things and phenomena in the objective world, and two seemingly unrelated things are actually inextricably linked......

What?

Zhao Yuanyan looked confused.

But he saw Zhao Zhen stand up: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, please leave this matter to me, there is still something in the palace, go first." ”

Zhao Yuanyan scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Good boy, you dare to teach this king a lesson." ”

He stood up and was about to go back to the Jing Palace, but saw the blind old man coming over and knocking on the table: "Guest officer, two bowls of wontons, twenty yuan!" ”

"What, Zhao Zhen didn't give money?"

"Good boy, even this king dares to pit ......"

……