Now that King Lijun is dead and Prince Zheng is instigated, Chen Jialuo will certainly not pin all his hopes on Hongming. , his second target and Prince Hongday, both said that this person likes to do funerals and eat sacrifices, and his brain is a little abnormal. But look at the poems he wrote: the world is impermanent, the gold bottle is delayed, and the cup is drunk with red dust; It is rare to have a confidant in life, and you can talk about the past and the present when you push the cup. Does this look like it was written by the brain? Can a brain-dead write this kind of poem that expresses that he has no intention of the throne by chanting and drinking, and just wants to drink and talk happily in time? Comprehensive analysis of the growth environment of this and the prince, he was born with Kangxi in 50 years, Yongzheng succeeded to the throne when he was ten years old, maybe heard some of the tragic stories of Kowloon when he won the heir, and so on to Yongzheng years, Hongshi and Hongli for the throne and pinched you to the death, Hongshi angered Yongzheng was given to die in his heart left a great shadow, since then he has been a little abnormal.

Hongday's pretending to be crazy and stupid reminded Chen Jialuo of Sun Bin and Wang Qian, Sun Bin deceived Pang Juan by pretending to be crazy, and Wang Jian pretended to be greedy for money and stupid to let Qin Shihuang let down his guard against him. Hongday's move may be to hide people's eyes, hey, they all say that it is good to be a prince, but from his body, this prince is also aggrieved enough.

During the day, he explored outside the prince's mansion, and at night, Chen Jialuo became a night traveler again! When he entered the inside, he found that today and the prince's mansion were not lively, the hall in the middle was brightly lit, many men and women who were full of vegetarians went in and out, some knelt in the middle of the hall holding the spirit card, some were incense to the coffin, and more people were crying wolves like dead fathers, and the prince's mansion became a big mourning hall.

Chen Jialuo quietly touched the outside of the mourning hall through the night, and soon found Prince Hongday in the crowd, only to see him sitting on the futon next to the coffin with his legs crossed, a fruit bowl in his arms and smirking while eating, and then look at the tribute placed in front of the coffin There is really a plate missing. "Amma, it's late at night. Would you like to go back and rest sooner? A young man in his twenties next to him frowned and persuaded.

With such a father, you are hard enough! Chen Jialuo was gloating while making trouble with the child looking for information about this young man, and after a while, he had the answer, this seems to be the prince of the prince Yongbi, his current title is not into the eight-point auxiliary prince, and he was just named the deputy commander of the Han Army in the first month of this year. I have some military power in my hands.

Hongday didn't seem to hear his son's words, he smiled stupidly, his saliva was about to flow to his chin and he didn't know how to wipe it, his eyes looked straight at the servants who knelt down in front of the coffin to play the role of filial piety, and suddenly pointed to the third servant in the front row and said, "Well, you cry well, you are a filial son!" Reward him with five taels of silver! ”

This person was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in his heart that he had encountered this kind of bad luck not long after entering the house. I was sad, I didn't expect this benefit, so I immediately cracked my mouth and laughed, "Thank you!" ”

The servant next to him was upset when he saw that the silver was robbed of his trust, and he laughed in his heart when he saw him laughing one by one, and sure enough, Hongtian suddenly became angry again when he saw his smile, grabbed the pear on the plate and smashed it, "You are a disobedient thing, your father is dead, and you can still laugh 4 people." Drag this unfilial brute down and hit the twenty boards! ”

"Lord Wang! Spare your life! Don't dare anymore! The hapless guy was scared. If the silver in his hand is lost, he will be beaten, and he will kowtow again and again to beg for mercy from Hongday. Hongtian ignored it, and several craftsmen and servants came in and dragged this unlucky guy away, and after a while, screams rang out outside∫ the sound of spanking, funeral sonar ★, drums, and so on were all together, making the prince's mansion look like a spiritual port.

Seeing that all the servants were too frightened to raise their heads, Hongsun showed a smug look. He sneaked up on the offering table, grabbed a roast chicken and stuffed it into his arms, and thought that he had not been discovered by others. Then I rewarded a few more people, beat a few people, and didn't go back to my room until I was satisfied.

Go back to the room and drink the servants. Hongtian sat down at the table in a daze. Chen Jialuo outside the window thought to himself, "It's time for you to return to normal now?" Who knew that this thing still had that silly smile on his face, tiptoed to the door, put his ear to the door, and listened carefully↓ There is no one outside me! Chen Jialuo also tortured him enough this night, after all, holding his claws is also a very uncomfortable thing. Hongtian seemed to hear his thoughts, and returned to the table and sat down.

It's time for you to get back to normal, right? But Hongtian disappointed him again, and his next move almost caused Chen Jialuo to fall off the beam. Hongtian looked left and right for a moment, sneakily took out the roast chicken from his arms and gnawed on it÷ Jialuo scolded in his heart, you are still a prince, and the seven princes are better looking than you.

Just when Chen Jialuo was about to lose his patience, the prince finally finished gnawing the roast chicken. He got up and walked around the room a few times, took out the rice paper and spread it on the table, polished the ink and moistened the pen, when he held the pen, the chaos in his eyes was swept away, he took a deep breath and the brush in his right hand fell heavily on the paper, and the pen walked away for a while, and a seven-step poem was completed.

The indignation jumped on the paper, and the words { showed Cao Zhi's mood at that time. This guy's calligraphy is pretty good! Chen Jialuo has a certain study of calligraphy, and soon judged that he can't write this good hand without a certain talent. After thinking about it for a while, Chen Jialuo understood the reason, didn't Kangxi's third eldest Yinzhi win people's hearts by virtue of his literary name? I'm afraid he also took this into account that he has never shown his talent, right? By the way, his eighth Mr. Sun Qigong seems to be a master of calligraphy, and he must have inherited his calligraphy talent.

As soon as the word was written, Hongday's eyes returned to cloudiness, and he looked at the word for a long time, sighed and picked up the paper and lit it on the candlestick. Hongtian wanted to reach out for his work a few times, but finally retracted his hand. A moment later, the calligraphy and paper money, which were worth a thousand gold, were reduced to ashes at the same time, and no trace was to be seen.

After that, Hongtian didn't make any unusual moves, and after lying on the bed, he snored after a while÷ Jialuo waited for half an hour to see that he was okay before quietly exiting the prince's mansion. This guy is too cautious too? Judging from this, even if he told the news, it wouldn't make a difference, and today's trip seems to be in vain? Chen Jialuo thought a little depressed, (

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