There is a business called "eating stink" on the rivers and lakes, which is also called "ground rats and pangolins", and the official name is tomb robbers. In this ancient industry, there is a very interesting rule.

Generally speaking, this craft is a family heirloom; When I go out to work, I am also a father and son partner. It's just that the people who "go down to the river to fish" are all sons; And my father stayed on the "shore", responsible for the palm and eye ropes, and the high wind.

The reason why this rule was passed down is not only because his son is young and strong, and his skills are more convenient, but there is also a deeper reason. Because as a son, he may see money; Once you touch a good object of value, you are blinded by greed for a while, and you are likely to bury your father alive in the "river"; But a father will never do such evil things.

In the same way, Zhou Yuanqing and Zhou Changyong, who "went down to the river" and became a father, committed a similar taboo. Whether intentional or unintentional, the prince's move is no less than that of a son who cut the rope and picked up a shovel......

This hand unloads the mill and kills the donkey, and he is playing "above board", which is well known; This is clearly to nail his own father to the pillar of shame of the king of the Emperor in full view of everyone!

But then again, most of the reasons why Zhou Yuanqing wanted Zhou Changyong to succeed to the throne were because his ancestors had left the rule of "not abolishing the long and young"; But now that Zhu Yuntao is dead, his only son "Xiang Qing" will definitely become a concubine with real power, which is equivalent to breaking the ancestral rule that "horses are not allowed to enter the government......

Since the broken capital has been broken, it will not be a problem to break one or two......

Even so, Zhou Yuanqing had no intention of abolishing the crown prince immediately. And his intention to announce in public to dig deep into this case is just to use this matter to knock on the prince who frequently makes mistakes, and by the way, he will carefully test him. If he can solve the problem silently, then it proves that this son is just a temporary mistake, and he may not be unable to entrust the ancestral inheritance......

But if he doesn't do well, Zhou Yuanqing also has other sons to stand up. The upcoming rule of Zhongxing in the Northern Yan Dynasty is the general trend of the world and will not be changed by personal will. A wise and martial saint who carries forward the past and forges ahead into the future is not necessarily more suitable for this era than those mediocre masters who are dumb and unscrupulous and greedy for pleasure.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, the crown prince Zhou Changyong, who had never said a word, slowly left the palace with the support of two small internal eunuchs and got into the carriage of the prince's mansion. The sun in the middle of summer was really poisonous and spicy, and those salty sweats flowed in the wounds of the cane that had not yet healed, killing bursts of unbearable pain.

The sweltering weather, the discomfort of the wound, the nervousness of the spirit, and the sharp gaze of his father made the prince in a very irritable mood. Now back in the relatively cramped and closed compartment, he finally feels safer and more comfortable than ever......

"Hurry up, help me blow the ...... Blow, blow! Did you bring the "cold medicine" sent by the imperial doctor, and quickly put it on the wound......"

As soon as the prince got into the carriage, he hurriedly ripped off an apricot-yellow court robe, revealing his sweaty middle coat and the scabs that had long been softened by sweat and pus and blood. One of the two servants in the carriage brought wet wipes to wipe his wounds, and the other took out a delicate porcelain bottle from the small cabinet in the carriage and carefully applied medicine to the prince......

"Shhh Damn minions! ”

When the fingers touched the cleaned wound, it naturally brought out a trace of pain. The prince's mood was already depressed and irritable, and he was aroused by this pain, and he immediately exploded! He stooped down and stood up in the middle of the carriage, and with a flying kick, he kicked the little guy who was rubbing the medicine for him; After feeling the morbid comfort of the violence, he punched and kicked more frantically, cursing and cursing as he hit back, and his voice became louder and louder......

Uncle Zhong, the chief butler of the Prince's Mansion, who had been trotting beside the car, heard the prince's vulgar cursing sound coming from the carriage, and couldn't help frowning. Immediately, he made a gesture to the head of the coachman and the chief of the guard, and the carriage quickly diverted the path to avoid attracting the eyes and ears of others......

In less than a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped in the back alley of the prince's mansion in the north of the city. The prince jumped out of the carriage with his shirt and bare chest, snorted coldly, and stepped into the house; And Uncle Zhong called the maid again and again, preparing to bathe the prince......

At this time, the chief of the guard slowly approached Zhongbo's side and asked him in a low voice:

"Boss, that maid's guts should have been kicked and broken by the prince...... Now I'm lying in the carriage and spitting blood......"

“…… Hey, can people still live? ”

"According to lowly estimates, less than 20 percent."

"Check the slave nationality, and then go to the account room to pay a white envelope, and send some compassion to the family."

"Yes! …… Chief, send a ...... Or two? ”

Zhongbo waved his hand, sighed and did not answer, and stepped into the mansion door by himself. Frankly speaking, the prince has studied hard with Cai Xi since he was a child, and he has been elegant since he was a teenager, and he is by no means the kind of tyrannical person. To this day, there is a scar the size of a copper coin on the prince's right arm, which is the mark of a little maid who accidentally knocked over the candlestick. And Zhou Changyong, the crown prince at that time, not only shouted back the loyal uncle who wanted to kill this maid, but also coaxed this little maid softly for more than an hour......

I have been on an errand in the prince's mansion for decades, and this kind of beating and abusing people is the first time for the prince!

Uncle Zhong thought about it for a long time, and ordered his subordinates to go to the ice cellar to get ice, and made a freezing point to cool off the heat, and personally brought it into the prince's bedroom.

At this time, the crown prince Zhou Changyong was lying in a large wooden barrel with his eyes closed; And the two big maids who have a room and don't know what happened in the carriage, there is nothing abnormal about their emotions, they just serve carefully as usual. Uncle Zhong put the ice on the receiving table, rolled up the two cuffs, and waved his hand to the two big girls......

"Is it Uncle Zhong? It's hard to ......."

Uncle Zhong knew that the word "labor" was his gratitude for handling the "carriage matter". As the so-called lord worries about the minister's labor, the lord humiliates the minister's death; This is also my own business, not worth a word of thanks.

"Blame me for this, it's because the old slave is old, and he didn't have eyes when he picked people, and he was angry with his master. In summer, the heat is very heavy, so the master will take a cup of ice first and suppress the hot poison. ”

After speaking, Uncle Zhong brought a white porcelain cup to the prince; When I lifted the lid, I saw that it was a dessert made of mung bean and lotus seeds, mixed with honey flavoring, and mixed with smoothies.

The prince was in warm water, and his face was covered by the cold air emitted from the sweet cup, and he suddenly felt refreshed; Looking down again, this turquoise smoothie looks even more refreshing and appetizing. The prince let Uncle Zhong carefully scrub his back for him, and ate all the ice in three or two clicks.

Feeling the rare coolness and pleasure of summer, he naturally praised Zhongbo's ability to do things:

"Uncle Zhong, I think the servants of our Northern Yan Dynasty, except for Tang Daban, who followed his father, you are the best at errands!"

"The prince praised it falsely. Tang Daban is a close friend of His Majesty, a four-grade official; And the old man is just a minion, how can he be compared to it? Besides, if it weren't for Your Highness, who opened your mouth to refuse the eunuchs rewarded by His Majesty, I am afraid that the old slave would have already been dismissed and returned to his hometown to farm and spend the day, so he would have been able to stay in the prince's mansion to live for the rest of his life! ”

"It's a pity...... It's a pity that you are not an inner prison; Otherwise, he will be in the ninety-fifth year......"

"Your Highness, please be cautious!"

At present, Cai Xi said that he was sick at home and refused to see guests; He was full of worries, and there was no one to talk about, so he really didn't vomit or feel unhappy, and it was very uncomfortable to block his heart. Now that the conversation is strong, as soon as he heard this, the prince wanted to have a seizure, but he felt a coolness in his heart, and he vented that arrogant and irritable atmosphere......

"Hey...... Uncle Zhong, don't you know, I'm ...... these days It's hard! It's so hard......"

In fact, whether Zhongbo understands the affairs of the court or not, and whether he can propose a solution, the prince doesn't care at all; He was just depressed and lonely, and he urgently needed someone to talk to.

It wasn't until Uncle Zhong carefully applied the wound medicine to the prince and waited for him to change into a dry and breathable summer coat that Zhou Changyong finally finished talking about the cause and effect of the incident. Of course, his so-called "truth" is at most forty percent true; The remaining sixty percent, in addition to the "secret news" that cannot be said with others, there are many "Spring and Autumn brushwork" that beautify their own image......

Zhongbo has been listening quietly, occasionally taking an interjection as a ladder to "connect the upper and lower". It wasn't until the prince took a sip of tea and waited for his response with expectant eyes that he smiled and said quite humbly:

"The old slave is just a horseman, and he was mistakenly promoted by His Royal Highness, and he was allowed to be the head of the prince's mansion. The old slave doesn't understand the things in the court; However, the old slave understands this own matter. is the so-called face-to-face training and behind-the-scenes wife; According to the shallowness of the old slave, you don't need to worry too much about this matter. His Majesty just wanted to give an explanation to the people of the world, but did not mention a word about His Highness. The old slave thought about it, maybe as long as the "explanation" given by His Royal Highness was enough, it could block everyone's mouth...... Whether this result is true or not, for Your Majesty, it doesn't matter at all! ”

To say that this Zhongbo's speculation, although not all right, it can be regarded as to hit the nail on the head. According to Zhou Yuanqing's thoughts, if the prince is willing to give up his henchmen, this case will be turned into a nest case! Hand over a few second-grade officials, more than a dozen magistrates, and then casually get a few relatives and royal relatives, that is.

After all, when the war is over, the crown prince will succeed to the throne, and there will be no need for these henchmen. kill a group, close a group, exile a group, and digest all these incompetent people who tend to be inflammatory; And then through a few Enke, the promotion of shrewd and capable, young and promising protégés of the Son of Heaven is the right way to be a monarch and a man to choose talents!

Moreover, the bigger the stall is spread and the more people die, the more the relationship to the prince becomes negligible; The heads of dozens of court officials fell to the ground, and the common people were dizzying and discussing, who still had the heart to dig deep into the prince's guilt?