In an instant, the situation of the Dajing Dynasty has changed dramatically.

As soon as the news of the prince's secluded residence came out, all the civil and military officials in the court were suspicious. The threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion is about to be trampled on.

Among the guests who came and went, some of them did have serious official documents to report to Zaifu, but most of them didn't have any important business, just looking for a high-sounding excuse to come and find out.

Today, the inside and outside of the Tang Mansion, the east, west, north and south gates are hung high with white prayer flags, but they are all hiding far away, and few people come to the door to mourn.

It is said that he, Tang Yuanzhi, recruited talents from all over the world for the crown prince, and wantonly bought people's hearts in the court, and the number of party henchmen could cover most of the Dajing court.

However, now, everyone in the DPRK and the Central Committee is in danger, for fear that they will not be able to get involved with him Tang Yuanzhi and Prince Lu Zhao, that is, they will be unlucky and have touched their heads.

In the blink of an eye, the most powerful pens of the past have turned their heads around and made a big fuss about the enemy's guns and sticks.

And those who were the most loyal in the past, now we can only hope that they will not fall into the ground

After the accident, most of the subordinates in the house were also dismissed.

This huge Tang Mansion is now deserted and miserable, and half of it has lost the lively atmosphere of the guests in the past

Tang Yuanzhi sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard of the Tang Mansion in a daze, wearing a wide plain white cotton robe, and a black veil pinned to his arm.

The sun shone down on his old body, which had lost a lot of weight, and his silver hair, which was completely white overnight, was like a snowflake on his head, and was about to melt into two lines of tears and climb up the mountains and rivers on his face.

"Father, I'll help you go to the rattan chair to lie down on the stone bench is too cold, although I have seen the sun, but it is still the third spring season, you have just woken up from this serious illness, be careful not to catch the cold again"

A young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes in a white cloth robe walked out of the shadow of the flowers, and when he saw Tang Yuanzhi, who was stunned, he hurriedly trotted forward, helped his arm, and said with good words of concern.

Tang Yuanzhi still didn't speak, and waved his hand to signal his youngest son to step back.

When the youngest son Tang Zhongyong saw this, he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

Since the eldest brother left, he has always stayed alone quietly, looking at the sky and the earth stupidly, and seeing flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds and turtles can also inexplicably burst into tears.

The death of the eldest brother was really a big blow to his father, not to mention that he fell ill again overnight, was half-paralyzed, and was cut off

One blow after another came, and even though he was a man who had been refined into steel and copper tendons, he was also pierced and broken

Words of relief are superfluous, too much

It's all a handful of bitter tears

Although Tang Zhongyong is young, he is a carefree and good year.

After he was born, it was the heyday of Tang Yuanzhi's unbreakable position as prime minister, so he enjoyed the infinite scenery of the master in brocade clothes and jade since he was a child.

Although he is not as profligate as his eldest brother Don Byrne, he is indeed a child with fine skin and tender flesh, and a little scholar who is powerless.

Today, the family is in the middle of the road, and only then do I realize what it means to be in the hot and cold world, and the heart is unpredictable.

After dismissing many subordinates, he now knows that if he wants to move his father to the rattan chair, he can't do it alone.

He really hated that he couldn't grow up early, and hated that he was useless as a scholar

As soon as the thought came to mind, I saw Lao Quan hurriedly trotting all the way to the courtyard, and hurriedly called

"Lao Quan, you came just in time, just take the handle, let's put my father on the rattan chair together, so as not to catch a cold again."

"Master, little master, a guest is coming, saying that he wants to pay homage to the soul of the eldest son."

The housekeeper Lao Quan ran forward in great strides, nodded in agreement, and preached in his mouth.

"Who"

Tang Yuanzhi, who was originally obsessed with looking at the sky, suddenly reacted, turned his head and asked Lao Quan.

Who is here, I Tang Yuanzhi has been an official in the court for twenty or thirty years, and some people will still leave some thoughts, remember my old friend

"Well, well, I don't know if I should let him in the door, so I came to tell the master first."

Lao Quan replied with a sad face.

"Who is it, could it be the second sister and brother-in-law Lao Quan, I guessed right?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Zhongyong's mouth, and he hurriedly asked.

Today is the first seven days of the eldest brother, although he was afraid of the disgraceful death of the eldest brother, and the family did not bury him in a grand manner, so he could only sneak into the ground while no one was paying attention.

But in their own Tang Mansion, they still put the basic white things in order, and the prayer flags, elegiac couplets, and incense candles are not fallen.

In the mourning hall, there is also a crown of the eldest brother's clothes before his death, chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha for him day and night, praying that he can wash away his sins and transcend the sea of suffering.

It's been seven days, and outsiders don't come to pay their respects, and the second brother-in-law of his family, that is, the current prince and princess, should always go to his mother's house to show his gratitude

However, Tang Zhongyong's fantasy and delusion were shattered by Lao Quan's one-word answer

"It's not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Second Miss, it's, it's from the Crown Palace, His Royal Highness the Little Emperor Sun of Lu Chengfeng, and Wu Yanei from Jingzhao Mansion."

"What do you say is Lu Chengfeng, and the person surnamed Wu who ran before and after running for him, and they still have the face to come and see me, and I don't go out to fight

Break their dog's legs."

As soon as Tang Zhongyong heard the name of the person, he instantly became angry, jumped three feet high, turned his head and rushed out to the guy

"You brought me back, how did your eldest brother die, did you forget it so quickly, and you dare to make trouble for me, do you think your father's life is too long?"

Tang Yuanzhi shouted angrily, and Tang Zhongyong's impulsive footsteps immediately stopped.

"Dad, that's Lu Chengfeng, if Brother Lu Chengfeng hadn't married him, how could he end up like this, and that Wu Jingmo, he is not a good thing, if he hadn't colluded with King Xuan and framed Zhongliang, how could my father be handed over?"

Tang Zhongyong jumped excitedly, and the wide bamboo broom in his hand slammed into the ground, and sparks were about to burst out in those delicate eyes

"Dad, if it weren't for these two people, why would our family end up in today's field, I just can't swallow this breath"

Tang Zhongyong's mouth was like hiding a small machine gun, and his speech was fast and full of firepower.

It may be that the reader scolds people without any dirty words, but he is too embarrassed to scold, he rolled up his sleeves again, waved the broom in his hand, and turned his face sideways to shout to Lao Quan

"I think they are cats crying rats, fake mercy, and said that they are here to worship the eldest brother Yingling, if they dare to step into my eldest brother's mourning hall half a step today, I will let them come in vertically, go out to Lao Quan, and call all the people in the house to me."

A crisp slap of "pop" fell on Tang Zhongyong's face with lightning speed, and the hot pain made him can't help but grin and scream

"Dad, what do you mean, do you want to let them in?"

"Otherwise, what else can you do, do you want to lose your own life if you follow your eldest brother's old path again?"

Tang Yuanzhi's excited upper body staggered, and he almost fell down from the rattan chair, and his throat was so hard that he screamed.

"No, I don't accept it, let them in, the eldest brother won't be blind"

Tang Zhongyong stiffened his neck and insisted on his own opinion.

"Lao Quan sent the little master back to the study, and the doors and windows were locked for me."

Tang Yuanzhi commanded categorically.

"Yes"

The housekeeper Lao Quan took the order and dragged Tang Zhongyong to the back room.

Tang Zhongyong is a weak scholar, where is his opponent as a housekeeper who is hard-working

After three strokes and five divisions, he was successfully locked into the study, and kept knocking on the door inside, patting and shouting and shouting.

Tang Yuanzhi cheered up and said unhurriedly

"It's okay, Lao Quan, push me to the front church to meet them."