In fact, to be honest, the demotion of the prince has been a lot of things since ancient times, and it is not new at all.

However, counting the deposed ministers of the king, most of them did not live long.

Those who have conspiracy theorists say that the imperial power does not tolerate it, and it is secretly dealt with.

In fact, those degraded princes, how can they deliberately target them with imperial power? I couldn't turn that corner, and it didn't take long for me to play myself to death.

If you think about it, a person who is a high-ranking official and noble, who has fine clothes and fine food, especially in ancient times when the aristocracy had countless privileges, was suddenly stripped from the most luxurious life, from the core of power to the lowest level of society, and no one can adapt to it at once.

Even many people may not be able to adapt to it until they die.

It is inevitable that it will end in depression, or end miserably.

At the very least, Wu Ning changed from being a county king to being penniless, and it was impossible for him to completely adapt overnight.

It can only be said that Li Chongrun's big heart, or the fate of being suppressed since he entered Beijing, made him adapt to this environment faster than others.

Besides, since Li Xian returned to Beijing, Li Chongrun has been placed under house arrest in Fuzhong, the land of Beijing, except for his own family, there are few people who know him.

His Royal Highness the Prince is even more at ease and has set up a stall in a down-to-earth manner.

Wu Ning can't do it, this product has been in the capital for so many years, and I can't wait for the beggars to know who he is. Now that you are mixed up like this bear, you let Wu Laojiu show his head?

It's not thick enough!

Besides, Wu Ning had other plans.

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Night.

In the south of the city, in a dilapidated land temple.

Five huddled figures gathered around the fire, staring green at the five coarse steamed cakes baked by the fire.

This is since Wu Ning was released from the prison of Dali Temple...... First meal.

"Come to Junchen, this bastard!" Li Chongrun stared at the steamed cakes, forcibly holding back the heat in his belly, "Why can't he make it clear!?" ”

Well, Gongzi Chongrun was thinking about the meal before he got out of the cell.

I knew that this was the end, what did you say was pretending at that time? It must have been licked clean even with the vegetable soup.

Wu Ning also regretted a little that he didn't eat a few more bites at that time.

To be honest, even when the descent was the hardest, he never found a steamed cake so tempting.

I can only say that I haven't really lived a poor life, and I don't know that the people are suffering!

Today, Li Chongrun set up a stall on the first day, and only earned back five copper plates, which was only enough for five white-flour steamed buns.

"Alas......" Qin Miaoniang sighed, "Are you going to be hungry until night tomorrow?" ”

She has also been rich since she was a child, how can she have suffered such hardships?

As for Taiping and Li Bao'er, not to mention.

Li Bao'er even cried out loud, "What kind of sin did I create?" It's better to be dead. ”

Taiping turned around to comfort him, and silently hugged Li Bao'er into his arms, but his eyes drifted to Wu Ning.

"Lao Jiu, if you are a man, don't let everyone suffer such a living crime with you. If you're a man, put down your hair and go out with Chongrun tomorrow. ”

Wu Ning heard this, "My Royal Highness the Princess, how can it be so easy?" ”

His eyes fluttered, "It's not a matter of losing face, okay?" ”

"Huh?" Taiping frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

Wu Ning stiffened his neck, "The key now is that I don't understand what your mother queen means." If you act rashly, don't talk about face, if you don't get a good life, it will be gone. ”

“......”

Well, Wu Laojiu has been fooling Li Chongrun to rush forward, although the main reason is that he can't pull down, but there is another reason that cannot be ignored.

That is: until now, he didn't understand what the old lady was doing.

Did he? It's not thorough.

stayed in Beijing, but forced him into a desperate situation.

It simply doesn't make sense.

What's even more terrifying is that he doesn't know where Wu Zetian's proportions are.

In other words, Wu Ning didn't know how far he had to go in order not to touch Wu Zetian's murderous intent.

Is it as the old lady wishes, taking a bowl and asking for food? Is that a business out of bounds?

Also, completely cut off the relationship between a few people in Beijing, and can they survive without contact?

Does that count as a slight connection? To what extent is the connection?

These are all unclear to Wu Ning.

Now judging from the superficial will, as long as they stay in Chang'an, as long as the aristocratic relationship does not help them, then Wu Ning will be tossed and left to fend for themselves.

But who knows if there are any taboos in this?

Therefore, Wu Ning taught Li Chongrun to rob his own house and let Li Chongrun set up a stall, which actually had an element of temptation.

If the line is crossed, then Li Chongrun is not Wu Ning, and he will not die.

If you don't cross the line, you can hope to go down next.

"Where's the border?"

Taiping listened to Wu Ning's sophistry, quieted a lot, and looked at Wu Ning a little apologetic.

"Or ...... It's still Jiurou who thinks about it thoroughly, but we don't know what to do. ”

Wu Ning raised his eyebrows, "Yes, don't misunderstand me, I'm also very difficult!" ”

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Wu Ning's five people nested in the broken temple, roasting steamed buns, bitter and bitter. I never expected that they had all gotten mixed up to this point, and there were still people staring at them.

Lai Junchen hid outside the temple and listened to Wu Laojiu's words word for word.

The heart said, Mr. Zijiu is Mr. Zijiu! It's really rare to get such a field, and they are thoughtful and leaky.

It's just that Lai Junchen didn't understand too much, why did Taiping call him Jiulang?

No longer hesitated at the moment, and went back to the palace to report.

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"Humph!!"

Wu Zetian didn't sleep late at night, just waiting for Junchen's report.

Listening to him talk about Wu Ning's past day in detail, as well as the words in front of the fire, the old lady snorted coldly:

"Excuses!!"

"Excuses?"

Lai Junchen didn't understand, "Your Majesty is saying that Mu Zijiu is telling a lie?" ”

"Hmph, does that kid have the truth?"

The old lady smiled playfully, in this world, no one should know Wu Ning better than her.

It's a good saying, and the head is the way, but it's only stupid girls like Taiping and Li Bao'er that they believe his mouth that can tell the dead alive.

Eating is a problem, and in the situation of one steamed cake a day, who still has the heart to tempt? There can be no other reason than the issue of face.

His words are all excuses, this is counting on re-nourishing his family!

The old lady thought about it carefully, but it was not possible to go on like this, how could she have the time to wait for Wu Laojiu to put down his own son?

"You go and tell Mu Zijiu tomorrow."

At that moment, he instructed Junchen, "Just say what I mean, so that he doesn't have to twist his posture anymore, and within a month, he must be well fed and warmly clothed, and he must have a tile to cover the roof and clothes to keep out the cold." If that doesn't work, hang yourself! ”

"When the time comes, he is reluctant to die, and I will help him on his way."

After finishing speaking, the old lady's eyes were sharp, and she was really ruthless.

Heart: Little bunny! If I don't add some ingredients to you, even if I am boiled to death, you will still be a turtle with a shrunken head!

As a result, Wu Ning was completely tragic.

Grandma's! Playing me?

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