"In the eighteenth year of Duanrui, Yin Wudao was suspicious of Zheng Hou, and at that time, Yin Wudao served as the secretary of Zheng Guo, with thousands of customers, and he was quite famous. Everyone in the world thinks that the lord is weak and the minister is strong, which is not the joy of the country. Therefore, Zheng Hou doubted. ”

Ziggy likes to read, often never leaving the book, either the book of war or the annals of history, to be a prince, not only to know the soldier but also to know the history, the soldier, the major events of the country, the way of survival, the history, the future of the country, the way of prosperity and decline.

In the morning, he usually reads military books, eats lunch and then reads history books. But now, the sun had just climbed up from behind the tall palace walls of Jinghua Palace, and he was holding a history book in his hand, and this little history was quite interesting.

It tells the story between Zheng Hou and Yin Wudao, Zheng Hou succeeded to the throne at the beginning, Yin Wudao served as the secretary, and under the weak lord and strong ministers, some people persuaded Zheng Hou to find a way to get rid of Yin Wudao. Of course, Yin Wudao will not be killed, among the thousands of guests, some people persuaded him to go away and fly high, and some people persuaded him to simply raise troops to kill the master, but Yin Wudao drove out the doorman who persuaded him to fly away, and killed the doorman who persuaded him to raise troops to kill the master. Then, Yin Wudao began to wantonly dominate the field, and it intensified, he seemed to be driven crazy by Zheng Hou, and even robbed the daughter of the right doctor in front of the public, and forcibly abducted him to his home, and this is not the end, in order to satisfy the vanity of women, he wantonly collected money, and expropriated on his own territory, almost stirring up a popular uprising. However, Zheng Hou's suspicions were alleviated by his indulgence.

It wasn't until three years later that Zheng Guo fought with Anguo, Yin Wudao led the troops to the battle, and when he returned triumphantly, Zheng Hou said to Yin Wudao that although Qing was domineering, he was full of wine and wealth, but he was still a good minister of the country. I don't want to, but Yin Wudao said that the minister is not greedy for money or sex, and he has to do it for the sake of An Jun's heart.

"At this point, the monarch and the minister are united."

"Haha."

After reading this little history, Ziegy held the scroll and laughed. "This is really an interesting story, the history of the past, the future is enough, who put it on my case?" He looked at the palace man beside him.

When the palace people saw the prince and the marquis, how dare they look at him, and they knelt on the ground, but no one answered.

Ziggy stood up with the scroll, he walked towards the palace people on the ground, the exquisite toed shoes were turbulent back and forth in front of the palace people's eyes, they were trembling all over, their breathing was getting faster and faster, and they were almost out of breath, but still no one admitted it, because everyone knew that this was not a trivial matter, it was a big thing to lose their heads.

The sweat on the forehead of the palace man in charge of the servant rolled down on the tiles of the cloud-drawing floor, and he moved his mouth with difficulty, and was about to speak.

At this time, a long-delayed voice sounded outside the hall: "Your Excellency, the minister, the public is bluffing and begging to see." ”

"Hoo ......"

The palace people couldn't help but take a breath, and they all thought, although the monarch succeeded to the throne not long ago, however, the majesty of the majesty has not lost to the previous monarch, fortunately, the husband lost in time, otherwise, I am afraid that this catastrophe today will not be avoided.

Of course, Zige didn't know what the palace people were thinking, but he saw the awe of himself in them, and at this moment he couldn't help but think of his late monarch father, when he was a child, the monarch once took his hand and pointed to the long row of jade white steps in front of Jinghua Palace, and told him: 'Ge'er, the way of the emperor is the distance between the king and the ministers, the prince stands on the steps, the courtiers are under the steps, and this row of steps is power and status. Power and position are the source of the courtiers' allegiance, and they come to you in rows, and you have to keep an eye on their pace, and if someone walks fast, then you have to kick a stone down the steps and trip him. ’

What if there are no stones on the steps. Little Ziggy looked left and right and asked.

'You have to have, it's a must for a prince. The monarch touched his head and looked at him fondly.

"Father, I think I've learned to find stones."

Ziggy didn't keep his uncle waiting, but he didn't let his uncle in, and he walked out of the hall, from the dimly lit hall to the sunlight.

The row of jade white steps outside the Jinghua Hall is very steep and long, the husband lost and climbed up from under the steps, tired like a cow and panting, a small palace man is beating his back, of course, the little palace man is not to slap him, but because the little palace man feels that if he is not beaten, I am afraid that this old man will die before he sees the king.

The husband bent his back in defeat, and the little palace people beat it very carefully, and neither of them noticed that Ziggy had walked out. When they saw Ziggy, he was leaning against the tall pillars of the temple, smiling slightly, and the sun was shining on his face, glowing softly, like a child of the sun.

"Your Majesty."

The husband was about to kneel and bow with a cane, and the little palace man had already knelt on the ground with a 'plop'. Ziggy took the lead, helped his husband up before he could bow down, and said with a smile: "Uncle doesn't need to be polite." ”

"Etiquette should not be abolished."

The husband bowed down resolutely, and stood up trembling and dangerous, wanting to say something, but looked at Zig's left and right.

Ziggy smiled: "It's just right today, if my uncle has no shortage of legs and feet, you might as well accompany me." As he spoke, he motioned with his eyes to the palace people who were following the trend to step back.

The palace people retreated into a dark corner.

Ziggy walked down the steps by her husband's losing arm, and a carriage was waiting there, and the two got into the carriage and walked around the narrow palace wall.

The carriage went around and around until it came to the back gate of Miyagi, where two more carriages were waiting, without any signs on them, and beside the carriage stood four swordsmen, with grim faces, dressed in black clothes, with black swords hanging from their waists.

Two swordsmen stepped forward, each holding a suit of clothing.

Ziggy and her husband took the clothes without saying a word, got into the carriage, and after a while, they walked down from the carriage again, Ziggy had already changed out of the prince's dress, and her husband was also dressed elegantly, at this time, the two of them were ordinary nobles.

……

In April, the cherry fat flowers bloom incomparably, and the pedestrians who come and go shuttle through it, causing the fragrance to be wafting all over the shoulders.

Moxianglou is the first floor in the world, and the attendants and maids in the wine shop don't need to shout at all, they just need to stand quietly in front of the door and watch the traffic dignifiedly.

Today, the maid who greeted her at the door was unusually beautiful, and all the guests were attracted by her, whether they were nobles or merchants, all of them stopped in front of the door, standing under the cherry tree, admiring her beauty.

In front of everyone's eyes, the beautiful maid was not panicked at all, she was dressed in blue and white, her hands were on her waist, and her bright eyes were looking straight ahead, turning a blind eye to those who were shocked by her beauty.

She seemed to be waiting for someone.

At this time, a carriage passed through the sea of flowers and stopped in front of the door of Moxianglou, and the four black-clothed swordsmen on horseback looked up at the plaque on the door, and looked around, and saw that the heads of people were surging, all with a solemn face, and one of them turned off the horse's back, walked to the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Two nobles came out of the car, one old and one young, the old man looked tired, as soon as he got out of the carriage, he hid in the shade of the tree, gasping for breath, the young man was extremely handsome, always with a smile on his face, he walked to the shade of the tree, and gently stroked the old man's back.

"Uncle is tired."

The old man gasped and said: "I'm old, since I came back from Yan Kingdom, my old bones have been worse day by day, and they were all harmed by that leper horse, alas, unfortunately, in the end I still couldn't keep it." ”

The young nobleman's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, he touched his nose, helped the old man to walk towards Moxiang Building, and when he passed by the beautiful maid, a strange fragrance hit, he tilted his head and looked at it slightly.

The maid frowned lightly and lowered her head.

The maid had a strange fragrance on her, stronger than the delicate fragrance of cherry butter flowers, so she summoned a flock of butterflies and danced around her.

Walking into the Moxiang Building, the guests were quite scarce, and this was all thanks to the maid.

The young nobleman helped the old man up to the second floor, and the two came to the private room, sat down face to face, and four black-clothed swordsmen stood guard outside the door.

A maid came to bring a wooden plate.

Waiting for the maid who served wine and tea to leave, the old man picked up the tea bowl, drank it with a sigh, looked a little better, and opened his mouth to say, "Your Excellency......"

"Since this is a wine shop, and we are dressed like this, there are no kings and ministers, only uncles and nephews."

The young nobleman interrupted the old man's words with a smile, and the old man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "If the sky wants to die, it must be mad first." Now, Le Ning is becoming more and more rampant, a few days ago, he forcibly occupied fifty miles outside Wuyin Town, which is the direct territory of the Hou clan. Moreover, he also ordered people to build a village courtyard at the foot of Wuyin Mountain, searching for beauties everywhere, but anyone who was favored by him would enter his village. ”

"I know about this, I heard that he also robbed the niece of the right history, for this reason, Fan Youshi's retainers clashed with him, he killed several people on the spot, saying that he was a general under one person and above ten thousand people, don't say that robbing a woman is to rob the old wife of the right history, and the right history can only endure it." Ziggy was still smiling.

My husband's old face turned red when he lost an old face, and he said coldly: "Yesterday, he ordered someone to send me a letter. ”

"What's it?" Ziggy asked.

The husband looked at Zige, looked hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth suddenly, stared at his red eyes, and said hatefully: "If this fang is not removed, the world will be uneasy." I implore the king to make a decision as soon as possible, as for the bureau of removing the fang, the minister has been ambushed, as long as the king makes a decision, the old minister can cut off his head, put it in a box, and dedicate it to the king! Haotian God is above, verify my words, there is him without me, there is me without him! ”

"What did he say?"

Ziggy was very curious about the content of the letter, and actually made her husband angry like this.

"Your ......"

My husband fell to his knees after losing, his shoulders trembled, and he couldn't stop crying: "Your Majesty, Le Ning is not a son of man, he divorced his wife who shared weal and woe, but ordered someone to send me a letter, saying that he was obsessed with my daughter, and hoped that I could marry my poor, widowed daughter to him, this, this, this is simply too deceitful, he, he is crazy!" ”

My husband loses a handful of snot and tears, and he is ashamed and angry.

"He's really crazy."

Ziggy said coldly, his gaze as cold as a sword.