"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, please change your clothes."

Hearing this respectful voice, and glancing at the complete set of complicated and gorgeous crowns held by several attendants in front of him, the little fat man only felt that there were mixed tastes, and his eyes were a little sour.

He used to think about this outfit all the time, and he didn't want others to call him His Royal Highness the Crown Prince all the time, but now that this day has really come, he feels a little panicked, blocked, and astringent.

My father suddenly thought of canonizing him as a prince because of the canonization of the crown prince by Beiyan, and because the emperor of Beiyan was assassinated, Xiao Jing was going to Beiyan first, so he suddenly brought the canonization time forward and sent him to the labor army in Northern Xinjiang, what does this mean?

Could it be that his mother is really the late queen of Beiyan? So, could he not be the son of his father, but the son of Emperor Beiyan?

Could his father also be unsure of this, so he let him go to Northern Xinjiang to test his attitude towards Beiyan?

Thinking of these questions, he stretched out his hands like a wooden man, let others help him remove his regular clothes, and put on the gorgeous clothes layer by layer, his face was stiff and rigid, and there was no excitement at all that the waiting palace attendants were full of excitement. Until he was surrounded and went out, he even almost tripped over the threshold, but he didn't ask for help from others, and he stood firmly.

He, the crown prince, is he really justified and steady?

Wait until you get dressed, go out to listen to the decree, pay respects, pay homage to the temple, pay homage to the palace, and ascend to the throne...... A whole set of processes went down, and the little fat man didn't know how many times he knelt and kowtowed, and then the whole person was like a marionette, doing whatever others said, and the whole head was groggy and confused.

When he finally stepped into the main hall of the East Palace and ascended to the throne, and the officials from the entire Prince Zhan Shi Mansion came to visit him, the new Crown Prince, he found Yue Qianqiu's eldest uncle among the crowd, and when the eldest lord Yue Zonghong turned out to be the crown prince Zhan Shi, his face was even more wonderful. Because he didn't get any news about this beforehand, it was really an unexpected "surprise".

And with the introduction of Master Yue, he got to know those strange subordinate officials, and found that Yu Jianzhong, the two prime ministers Ye Guanghan, had a son, one of the champions in each of the two imperial examinations, and the rest were also young but quite talented officials, he unconsciously felt a little sour in his nose, thinking that his father still loved him and selected a group of people for him.

It's just that he has been a prince for so many years, sitting upright, and talking decently, which looks very similar to that at first glance.

It was held until the end of the pilgrimage ceremony, and when he saw that the eldest lord was going to lead people to retreat, the little fat man hurriedly shouted: "Can the eldest man stay for a while?" I...... I have something I want to ask. ”

Although the prince can be called lonely, the little fat man has no idea of holding a shelf at the moment, just staring at the eldest master with pleading eyes. It wasn't until the other party finally saluted and agreed, and the rest of the people came out, that he glanced left and right. Although he really wanted to put these obstructive guys back and talk to Master Yue alone, he was deflated when he thought that this was the East Palace and not the Baofu Palace.

Sure enough, the inner palace attendants in the four places remained unmoved, and despite the absence of other colleagues, Master Yue behaved as usual and thoughtfully. He didn't rush forward to say that he was close to the ground, but still stood in place and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is asking about?" ”

"This ......" The little fat man is actually just at a loss in his heart and wants to talk to someone. Although his cousin Yan Xu had only come the evening before yesterday, Yan Xu didn't comfort him at all, and suddenly faced several unpredictable things, he just threw him a sentence to go straight to the bridge, look at the point, and then walked away. What kind of consolation is this? It's better to change to more and more!

Therefore, after struggling for a while at this moment, the little fat man glanced at the inner servants assigned to the East Palace by his father out of the corner of his eye, and finally asked dryly: "Isn't King Jin the crown prince and concubine?" Why didn't he come? ”

If you change to those old ministers, you will definitely be bitter, or you will sternly warn His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not to be too close to Xiao Jingxian, who was born in Beiyan, however, Master Yue has personally traveled to Beiyan before, so naturally he will not have such a deep regional view.

He groaned slightly, and then said calmly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, although the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince are the heads of the three divisions of the East Palace, in a strict sense, they cannot be completely regarded as subordinate officials of the Prince, and they are often the fictitious titles of the Emperor and his subordinates. Therefore, even if many emperors in previous dynasties do not have princes, or they are young, there will still be princes and princesses, and there is more than one person. ”

Seeing that the little fat man was dumbfounded all of a sudden, Master Yue continued: "And the current prince and the prince are not only His Royal Highness King Jin, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only asks the King of Jin, not others, and it will appear too partial, which is not good." ”

The little fat man used to have a teacher, but he only talked about scriptures and historical articles, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and the emperor often told him all kinds of big truths, but it was the first time he saw someone like the eldest master so simple and direct, but he reminded this kind of thing very politely. He immediately stood up awe-inspiringly, and thanked him: "I am very taught, thank you Lord Yue." ”

Regarding the courtesy shown by the little fat man at this time, Lord Yue was not proud, but returned the salute very cautiously, and then continued: "Therefore, the other princes and princes did not come today, and His Royal Highness the King of Jin naturally did not come. However, although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has temporarily suspended his schoolwork in the Wuying Pavilion, King Jin and General Yan are accompanying him this time, so it will not delay your schoolwork. ”

For such an answer, the little fat man can only say that he is both satisfied and not satisfied. After sitting back, he hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke: "If I want to see Yue Qianqiu, can I summon him?" ”

Although I hope that I will go out of the palace directly to Yuefu, but now that my identity is different and the situation is different, the little fat man does not expect to be able to run around, so he has to ask with some hope. Sure enough, he saw that the old lady Yue frowned slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

If you become a prince but have to be confined to this East Palace all day long, and you can't even see the people you want to see, it's really boring! However, this is what he once pursued hard, even if he gritted his teeth, he had to endure it, anyway, he was going to go to the Northern Xinjiang Labor Army next!

The little fat man waited for a while with a changeable face, but in the end, what he was waiting for was a sigh from the eldest lord: "Alas, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the master of the East Palace, and it is your own business to summon your subordinates." As long as they are not soliciting people from the market to the East Palace, ordinary people do not need to ask the minister about the prince Zhan, but they need to tell the emperor. ”

Although the older man didn't say whether he could see Yue Qianqiu, the little fat man was very pleasantly surprised by such an answer. He is now afraid of becoming a clay carving and wood sculpture in the East Palace, and he is even more afraid that his father canonizes himself as the crown prince, and it is just a cover for him to go to the northern Xinjiang to work in the army. You must know that even when facing Lou Yingchang that day, the little fat man did not suffer so much.

"Thank you for the reminder." The little fat man thanked him solemnly, but in an instant, his eyes blinked, and he came up with a brilliant idea, "Then dare to ask Lord Yue, can you help me bring a letter to Qianqiuxing?" ”

This time, the eldest master was really stunned. Even if he knew that his nephew, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were not really bitter enemies of each other, the first thing he ordered after entering the East Palace to summon his subordinates was such a private incident, he was still a little unexpected.

But when it came to pushing, he felt that it was too harsh, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Naturally." ”

However, when he really took the letter and left the East Palace, Master Yue was still a little entangled, and always felt that he was playing with the two children. Therefore, although he did not send it home immediately, he did not take the trouble to present the letter to the emperor, and waited for the Supreme to look at it before giving it to Yue Qianqiu. He is the crown prince Zhan Shi, and he is not a spy who is stalking the prince.

It wasn't until the evening when he went home that he stopped at the door of his relatives on horseback, and saw that Wang Yiding, who was guarding the door, hurriedly greeted him, so he took out the letter from his arms and handed it over: "Go and send it to Qianqiu, it's a letter from His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Wang Yiding almost knelt down, especially for the letter that Lord Yue entrusted the prince with such an indifferent attitude, he secretly gasped. Although the current crown prince and the former king of England often come to Yuefu, but now their identities are different, and the older man of Yue carries the letter so casually, and he doesn't go in to make it clear to Yue Qianqiu?

But he didn't dare to say this question in the end, so after agreeing, when he saw Master Yue continue to walk towards the gate, he clenched the letter and ran inside. When he delivered the letter to Yue Qianqiu and said the words, he saw that the ninth prince's brows were twisted into a knot, and after taking the letter with two fingers, he shook it angrily.

"You get out!" Sent away Wang Yiding, who was curious, Yue Qianqiu was too lazy to use a paper cutter, and unceremoniously tore open the envelope, and when he unfolded the thin letterhead and saw the lines clearly, he was so angry that he scolded his mother.

"Ying Xiaopang, don't take me with you if you're crazy! Do you dare to let my eldest uncle bring me this kind of letter, not afraid of killing a bunch of people? ”

Just like Xiao Jingxian asked him to find his nephew in the past, the little fat man was simply bold, and even asked him if he could help him explore his life experience and his biological mother when he went to northern Xinjiang this time. As soon as he thought that the letter had been carried by Master Yue and handled by Wang Yiding, he was afraid for a while. He was sure that the eldest lord would never know, otherwise he would not have handed it over to Wang Yiding easily.

If Yue Qianqiu was the grandson of the Yue family, he would definitely not hesitate to stab the matter in front of the elders, but at this moment, after he scolded, he still chose to burn the letter clean with flint, and after burning, he even rolled the carbonized paper into ashes, which made him feel a little relieved.

If you don't do it, you won't die, he doesn't believe that the little fat man who was very smart before will not know, this time the trick must be because the emperor conferred his title before and the previous series of measures, the little fat man didn't know in advance, so he panicked!

So, just after dinner that day, Yue Qianqiu took the written reply and personally delivered it to Master Yue. Compared with the anger and corruption that almost scolded his mother before, he seemed calm and calm at this time, and presented the reply letter with both hands, and after the eldest lord took it, he smiled dryly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not easy to serve, uncle, you have worked hard." ”

The eldest lord Yue and the old lady Yue had completely different temperaments, and at this time he immediately frowned and reprimanded: "I am the prince Zhan Shi, and I am assisting the prince, not serving the prince." Besides, just a private message can provoke you with so many words? ”

That's because you don't understand what that dead little fat man wrote, uncle! He must have calculated that you won't peek at it, and you won't show it to others!

Unable to debunk the trick of the little fat man, Yue Qianqiu could only listen obediently, but anyway, he was not the grandson of the eldest master, and after a few words, he saw that the eldest lady glanced at him, and immediately retired as if he had been amnestied.

And after the court meeting the next day, the older man who was ordered to come to give a lecture to the little fat man, brought Yue Qianqiu's reply to the little fat man. For such a quick reply, the little fat man was naturally overjoyed. However, in front of the eldest master, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and honestly insisted on finishing a class, he was waiting for someone to say goodbye to slip away, but he didn't want the eldest master to leave.

"Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about to travel, the emperor ordered in the morning that you will go to the Wuying Pavilion for tomorrow's class."

Regarding this point, even as the eldest son of the Yue family, the eldest master still disagrees very much. The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, in his opinion, the Wuying Pavilion is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is really not suitable for the little fat man to go. However, when he saw the little fat man's smiling face, the advice that came to his lips was finally replaced by another sentence.

"Since you can see Qianqiu the next day, and Qianqiu is in the palace, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has anything to say, please tell him in person, it is not good to exchange letters like this. In case of leaking the forbidden Chinese, or if he wrote something that should not be written, it is a trivial matter. ”

"Yes, yes......" After getting such good news, the little fat man even felt that it was pleasant to hear and teach at this time, and honestly agreed, until he saw the eldest master retire and leave, and the figure was gone, he grabbed the letter, and then glanced left and right with a warning gaze, and then left the study with steady steps.

Sneaking back to the dormitory, he faced the chamberlain brought from the treasure hall, it was much more majestic, and after blasting everyone away in three or two blows, he immediately couldn't wait to open the envelope. As a result, when he unfolded the letterhead, he took the first look at it, and his face completely drooped. Because the first sentence of Yue Qianqiu's reply to the letter was...... Ying Xiaopang, don't pull me if you want to die!

He is no longer the king of England, and Yue Qianqiu still calls him that nickname!

The little fat man still knew what he had written in the previous letter, and although he was very annoyed by Yue Qianqiu's attitude, he also knew that he was doing it himself, so he pouted and continued to look down.

You and I have been friends for eight years, and I don't know what you are thinking? Needless to say, I'll do my best. You honestly put my heart back in my stomach, don't listen and believe it. The sky is falling, as long as you are lying on your stomach, you can't be hit, don't talk nonsense, mess up! It's almost gone, if you have the time to think about these and some don't, hurry up and pat your father's dragon fart!

After reading the letter, the little fat man put the letterhead directly in the cup, hydrated and removed all the handwriting, and then tore the paper into pieces, and then threw it into the paper basket. After taking a deep breath, he decided to implement Yue Qianqiu's policy of slapping dragon's fart. After meeting the emperor, he said something serious that surprised the emperor.

"Father, the son is here for Qianqiu!"