Chapter 123 Liu Ju's way of repaying

"Zhong Liyuan!"

Liu Che roared angrily, walked to Zhong Liyuan's side barefoot, and stepped on Zhong Liyuan's neck with his foot, Zhong Liyuan didn't dare to resist, so he could only put his head on the ground with difficulty, so that Liu Che could step on it more conveniently.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry with the slaves, it's useless."

Gillian said lightly to Liu Che.

Liu Che turned his head to look at Gillian and said, "You don't need to fart!" ”

Gillian said: "There are some things we can't help you, you can only deal with it yourself, good or bad are your own son, just do as you like." ”

Liu Che removed his foot from Zhong Liyuan's neck, snorted coldly, and came to the platform, shouting at the flying snow: "Cangtian, you are unfair to me Liu Che!" ”

The cold wind enveloped the snowflakes on Liu Che's face, making his angry heart slowly calm down.

said to Gillian who was holding Lantian: "Can't he have some ideas of his own?" Can a prince who is pampered by his courtiers be a good emperor in the future?

Will you be able to keep the country handed down by your ancestors and ancestors in the future? ”

Gillian didn't say a word.

Liu Che is going crazy, in fact, Liu Zhi's approach is not too much, and if he wants to be the prince, he naturally has to go all out.

When Liu Che was not the crown prince back then, didn't he need to please Empress Dowager Dou and his mother?

The emperor's way of seeing things is different from that of others, they are the most powerful people in the world, and they only need to ask their own hearts to do things, and they don't have to care about what others think.

Liu Ju is the eldest son of the emperor, just a king, in the Great Han Kingdom, there are more powerful people than him, and he is a weak person himself, so how can he think about the problem with the thinking of a strong man?

The furious Liu Che is a beast, a beast without any fetters, and Liu Che, who has calmed down, is a poisonous snake, the most poisonous snake in the world.

He doesn't need to show his fangs to bite, just open his mouth and his enemies will die instantly.

Today is a good time for the crown prince to feast on the guests, and the emperor finally confided in the tone of the crown prince.

That is, today, the Prime Minister's Mansion and Taichang Temple have begun to prepare all the ceremonies needed for the coronation of the crown prince.

This process is tedious, and according to the ritual, it takes at least twenty-one days to prepare.

Liu did not say the reason for the guests of the banquet, but every nobleman who came to participate in the banquet knew it.

Liu Che's whisper in the Changmen Palace was tantamount to ringing the Yellow Bell Dalu in their ears.

In the side hall, Liu Ju's face was gloomy like water, and Xiahou Jing bowed to the ground, constantly kowtowing, but he couldn't hide Xiahou Yan's roar like killing a pig.

"Your father and son are kind to the lonely king, and the lonely king naturally remembers it in his heart, but it is my father's will to kill Xiahou Yan, and no one can disobey it.

Mr. Xiahou, you are bent on making your Guliang faction flourish, and now, if you want the Guliang lineage to last for 10,000 years, then the son in front of you must be abandoned no matter what. ”

Xiahou Jing raised her head and looked at Liu Ji in a daze: "Why is this so?" ”

Liu Ju couldn't bear to look at Xiahou Jing's tearful face anymore, turned his back and said, "It's too late to say anything now, I'm sorry Mr. Xiahou." ”

The door of the side hall opened, and Guo Jie, dressed in armor, walked in from outside the door, holding a wooden plate in his hand.

On the wooden plate was Xia Houyan's head, and even though he was dead, there were still two clear tears on his face.

"Your Highness, the last general will pay the order."

Liu Ju glanced at the human head in the wooden plate, and said to Xiahou Jing: "Please say goodbye to your son." ”

After speaking, he took Guo Xie out of the side hall and entered the main hall where the wine was smoking.

As soon as he walked into the main hall, a smile involuntarily appeared on Liu Ju's face, he took a bronze wine lord from Gong E's hand, raised it high and shouted: "Gentlemen, it's done, and drink this cup full!" ”

The nobles in the hall agreed in unison, raised a glass and drank it all, the warm wine syrup went down the stomach, a warmth rose from the abdomen, Liu according to the music Taotao sat on the main seat, holding the empty wine glass to the hall of humanity: "Hardship and hardship, Yuru is successful, today's success, the feelings of the monarchs can not be forgotten, wait for him to be the day, we will share the glory of the world." ”

"Your Highness knows the grace of the encounter, and some dare not or forget, and only want to repay it with his life!"

The chaotic sounds penetrated the ice and snow in the sky, fell in the side hall, and also fell in Xiahou Jing's ears, at this time, these sounds were so harsh.

Xiahou Jing knelt on the cold bluestone slab, with his son's head in front of him, and the tears on the head had been wiped dry by Xiahou Jing.

Until now, he couldn't accept it, and before a pillar of incense, his son was still cheering and celebrating for the prince, showing all his enthusiasm and hope.

After a pillar of incense, the son's head had gradually become cold.

Xiahou Jing clenched her fists tightly, her nails were all embedded in her palms, and blood dripped from her palms in strings......

He bent down in pain, touched his forehead against his son's forehead, and a low roar erupted from his chest like an old ape that had lost its child.

The sound of celebration in the main hall became more and more noisy, but the wailing in the side hall could not penetrate the ice and snow outside, and all the sorrows were firmly locked in the side hall by the cold wind.

Xiahou Jing said goodbye to his son, staggered open the door of the side hall, and after the cold wind froze his face completely unconscious, and froze his weird smile on his face, he came to the main hall.

He took a bottle of wine from his seat, raised it high and shouted, "I wish the eldest son of the emperor to get what he wants!" ”

Liu Ju raised his wine glass with a smile and congratulated Xia Houjing from afar, and then drank it all.

On snowy days, the business of the pastry shop is surprisingly good, especially the sweet cakes, which sell more profitably.

Xia Houlan wore a cyan handkerchief tied to her head, no different from an ordinary woman, and greeted the guests who came to buy cakes with a smile on her face.

Ryazan leaned on the edge of the stove with a book in his hand, drinking tea and reading at the same time, occasionally raising his head and smiling at Xiahoulan, feeling that he was very satisfied that his life could be like this.

A side of osmanthus cake was placed in Ryazan's hand, and while Xiahoulan was not paying attention, Ryazan slapped Xiahoulan's Fenglong buttocks, and then with a smile, picked up a piece of cake from the plate and slowly sent it to his mouth.

The tea is slightly bitter, the pastry is sweet, and the two tastes change in the mouth after they are mixed.

Ryazan closed his eyes and savored it, only to feel that the dragon liver and phoenix marrow were nothing more than that.

Xiahou Lan, who was originally angry, inadvertently glanced at the street, and slowly lowered her head.

The busy servants in the shop seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Ryazan, who sensed that the atmosphere in the store was wrong, slowly raised his head, and then saw Xiahou Jing sitting on the wheel of the carriage.

Xiahou Jing seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, her whole body was covered with snow, and she didn't feel cold, and she forgot to put it on when she threw her coat aside.

"You're busy, the old man just came over to take a look."

Xiahou Jing saw that Ryazan was coming, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Xiahou Lan ran out in the wind and snow, helped Xiahou Jing clean the snowflakes, put on her fur, and then said in a low voice: "Ye Ye went into the store to bake the fire." ”

Xiahou Jing shook his head with a smile and said, "No need, the snow is big today, yes yes just don't worry about you, come and take a look." ”

After Ryazan asked Xiahou Jing to say goodbye, he sniffed his nose, and then looked at Xiahou Jing with strange eyes.

Xiahou Jing smiled and said, "Your Majesty has finally spoken today, and the eldest son of the emperor can finally become the East Palace."

Inevitably, I drank a few more glasses, so let's go! “

Ryazan said with a smile: "The wind is strong, the snow is big, and Mr. has drunk again, you might as well let the disciple give you a ride." ”

Xiahou Jing shook his head and said, "Today's carriage must be driven by the old man himself, so you don't have to insist."

In the past, the old man had a lot of complaints about you opening a shop and doing business.

Now it looks, it's not bad.

Okay, okay, when you're older, you like to nag, let's go, let's go! ”

Xiahou Jing said, waved the horsewhip, and the carriage continued to walk along the bluestone road.

A drop of red blood dripped on the snow, red and dazzling, Ryazan leaned over and pinched the red-soaked snowflake, rubbed his fingers, then put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and slowly put down his hand.

As a postal superintendent, he naturally has the power to judge cases, and he has a deep understanding of human blood.

The person who drives the car for Xiahou Jing on weekdays is Xiahou Yan.

Now, it was Xiahou Jing who was driving, so where did Xiahou Yan go?

Ryazan didn't want to ask too much, once the conjecture really turned into reality, Ryazan thought that Mr. Xiahou, who had always been proud, would definitely go crazy.

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