This silk book was pushed in front of Ren Zhen.

There are more than ten names written on it, all of whom are candidates who participated in the morning examination this time. As for whether they are really as King Liang said, they have real talent and real learning, it is still unknown. But there is no doubt that they must all have a good background, otherwise it will be difficult to climb the high branches of King Liang.

Ren Zhen just glanced at it, and didn't immediately reach out to pick it up. He knew that this was a hot potato, and he couldn't rush to pick it up.

On the way here, he had thought about the court test, but given that Liang Wang Shizi was still young, he would not and did not need to participate in the court test, so he ruled out this possibility and did not think about it again.

Unexpectedly, King Liang was so bold that he actually listed so many candidates at once, trying to pass Ren Zhen's way and select all of them into the court to become his own wings.

As the future prince of the country, he is likely to sit in the Northern Tang Dynasty, so why does King Liang need to form a party for personal gain and install wings?

Ren Zhen keenly felt that King Liang's intentions were too dangerous, and it was not the duty of a prince who was a supreme minister.

Perhaps, it was a test for him, the chief examiner.

He replied gently: "The prince's compassion for the scholars is the luck of the Northern Tang Dynasty." Your worries are not unreasonable, the lower officials are just starting out, and they really do not have a thorough understanding of the world's public opinion and study style. Fortunately, the final result of the palace examination was determined by His Majesty, and there must be no hiring mistakes. ”

He avoided the important and turned the topic to the empress, and did not intend to promise in person that he would follow the other party's will and give the green light to these people in the silk book, so that they could be successfully promoted to the palace examination list.

King Liang's face changed suddenly, but he didn't expect Ren Zhen to refuse without hesitation, and he had no intention of selling him face.

It seems that both the dismount and the set have almost not worked.

He frowned, ready to say something, at this time, Ren Zhenhu picked up the silk book again and put it in his sleeve, "However, since it is a talent recommended by the prince, the lower officials should take more care of it, and personally encourage one or two at that time to try to dissipate their tension." ”

The sentence he added was more like nonsense, and he had to say it, otherwise he would flatly reject King Liang and make the other party lose face. As for the actual proctoring, of course, it's still the same sentence, you have a fart face.

When King Liang heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the wine glass in his hand, and he felt a chill, "Could it be that Mr. Fei can't believe the eyes of this king?" Or have you already determined the list of candidates you like, and you can't afford those real heroes in your eyes? ”

The weight of the words is very heavy.

Ren Zhen replied loudly: "The lower official said that I have no position of my own, let alone get involved in party disputes, I just want to share your majesty's worries and recruit talents for the imperial court." As for whether I am abusing my power for personal gain, cronyism, and unable to deceive Shengcong, there is even more evidence from the hearts of the people in the world. ”

The best way to deal with people with higher official positions than oneself is to play official and move out of a bigger official position.

Ren Zhen mentioned the empress again, emphasizing that he was the chief examiner appointed by His Majesty, and King Liang was not qualified to meddle, let alone use his identity to force himself to comply.

King Liang turned his wine glass and smiled coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"What a worry for you! Your Majesty will be a hundred years later, I'm afraid that you are no longer qualified to worry about you! When the time comes, I regret that I shouldn't be neutral, and if I can't pick a camp in time, it's too late! ”

Seeing the poor dagger, he finally showed his edge.

His meaning is obvious, he is a descendant of the new imperial family Wu Clan, and he is likely to reign over the world and inherit the throne of the Northern Tang Dynasty. Now he took the initiative to make a request, which was to give Ren Zhen a chance to be loyal.

If Ren Zhen refuses, it means that he is unwilling to accept the solicitation and join the Wu camp, and he will be regarded as an enemy by King Liang and bury a deep mustard. In the future, when King Liang ascends the throne, he will never use Ren Zhen again, and then his fame will be withdrawn, and it will only be a joke to talk about worrying about the monarch.

In the face of the naked threat, Ren Zhen was silent.

He has always eaten soft rather than hard, and King Liang's words just now made him completely desperate and gave up the idea of supporting the Wu clan.

King Liang didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that he was hesitating and struggling, and said in a cold voice: "I just said that when the actual problem is in front of you, you have to make a choice. In this Northern Tang Dynasty, there is either a surname Gao or a surname Wu, and there is no room for you to be neutral! ”

In other words, either support me or support the Yongwang, you have no other choice.

Ren Zhen sighed, looked up at King Liang, who was domineering and exposed, and said faintly: "The prince will let me make a choice now?" Could it be too early? ”

King Liang leaned sideways, leaned back in his chair, and said proudly, "What do you say?" ”

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……

King Liang's sitting posture was very domineering, but at this moment, the other prince was very embarrassed, lying on the couch naked, like a king, with a painful expression.

Princess Yong sat beside her, holding a plate of ointment in her hand, carefully applying it to the wound on his back.

Every time I wiped it, there would be a cry of pain like killing pigs in the bedroom, and I didn't care about being afraid of being heard by the servants and laughing at my own prince for being a wreck.

Shizi Gaoji sat at the table, crossed Erlang's legs, and examined the actions of his parents next to the couch, as if he was enjoying the wonderful Peking Opera on the stage of Yunyanfang, and his expression was comfortable.

"I said Lao Gao, can you use your pig brain and bring more guards when you go out in the future? Knowing that the martial arts family is not a fuel-efficient lamp, you still dare to run out every day, could it be that you hid an aunt for me in Yunyanfang? ”

The Yong King closed his eyes tightly and wailed, deaf to the ridicule of this rebellious son.

The princess got up and glared at Gao Ji fiercely, a faint anger appeared on her beautiful cheeks, "It's not big or small, scolding your father for being a pig, isn't it even you scolding yourself!" ”

She reprimanded, twisted her slender waist, and walked out of the bedroom.

Gao Ji leaned forward, looked up at the graceful figure of the princess, his eyes showed covetousness, and he continued to tease: "Okay, don't pretend!" The vixen is gone......"

King Yong didn't answer, he still wailed, but the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

Gao Ji got up and walked over, sat down on the couch, slapped his palm on his father's buttocks, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

As he flapped, the two fat buttocks shook violently, and the whole bed creaked. The Yong King grinned in pain, but this time he didn't wail again.

"What's going on? Can you kid be a little measured, do you really plan to slap your father to death and occupy that mother-in-law? ”

Gao Ji laughed, stretched out his hand to knead King Yong's buttocks, and said, "In front of my own son, stop playing stupid tricks." If you really make a move, look at the entire capital, and the number of people who can hurt you is no more than one hand! ”

King Yong still closed his eyes, enjoying his son's delicate technique of rubbing his chest, and said lazily: "That person's cultivation is the top grade of the Seven Realms, and I can't beat him." ”

Gao Ji's face changed slightly, and he immediately relaxed, and said seriously: "What about the top grade of the Seven Realms?" I don't believe he can break through your defenses and cut this wound on your back. Unless, you old fox, don't even want to resist! ”

The Yong King did not speak.

At the wound on his back, golden Buddha light gushed out like a tide, incomparably divine and majestic.

"What the hell do you think, in the face of the assassination of the powerhouses of the Seven Realms, you actually dare to sit still and wait to die?" Gao Ji was a little anxious and urged: "Hurry up and explain honestly!" Could it be that you are tired of being crooked and want to leave me alone to fight with the martial arts?! ”

At this time, King Yong opened his eyes, looked back at the room, and after confirming that there were no outsiders, he squinted his already small eyes and said softly: "Because that person didn't want to kill me, he was just testing my reality." ”