Located in an inconspicuous remote corner of the Imperial Palace, the Museum of Culture and History records the lives of successive kings, and each page constructs the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guarded by a team of clan warriors, they ensure that the secrets of the royal family are not leaked.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

The soldiers saluted Wen Yong according to etiquette, but they had no intention of getting out of the way. The two armorers at the door even stuck their swords and halberds diagonally to seal the door.

These armor soldiers were all selected from the sect, they were originally a criminal clan, and now they have only one mission in their lives, to guard this place and never let anyone set foot in.

Wen Yong couldn't reach the shoulders of the armor soldier on tiptoe, so he could only retreat, patted his chest and said: "Brother, what's so good about this sect guard, why don't you let me in, and I will transfer you to the Imperial Forest Prison on an errand." ”

These Zongwei still had rigid faces and did not say a word.

Suddenly retracted his smile, Wen Yong's eyes rolled, and he wanted to break through with his legs.

At this moment, an official in an official uniform walked out of the door, just in time for Wen Yong to put it on his stomach.

"Oops!"

After falling, the official was full of anger when he got up, but when he saw that it was the emperor, he immediately withdrew the angry scolding that had burst to his lips, and then knelt on the ground, knocked his head to the ground and said: "The lower official collided with the holy driver, please spare your majesty!" ”

Wen Yong rubbed his head and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man kowtowed and said, "Liu Kai, the official living house." ”

Wen Yong walked around him, and his interested gaze made Liu Kai feel numb all over his body.

"I want to see the living note!"

"No way!"

Wen Yong asked suddenly, but Liu Kai replied very decisively, "The ancestral law has rules, and the emperor is not allowed to read the living notes!" ”

It's damn clan law again, where do you say there are so many restrictions in a feudal society where the emperor is supreme? I really don't understand why Da Zhou Taizu made so many dead rules.

"Really?"

Wen Yong lowered his voice and asked.

"Absolutely not!"

Wen Yong touched a nail, and he felt a little difficult in his heart.

Just when the scene was deadlocked, a eunuch behind him stepped forward and said,

"Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."

Looking at his little arms and legs, and then looking at Liu Kai's fat head and big ears, Wen Yong knew that he couldn't break through, and said helplessly: "That's it, let's go back first." ”

At the moment when he turned his head, Xiao Xizi was still writing hard in a small book.

"Still write!"

Wen Yong, who had fire in his heart, vented his anger on him, and knocked off the living note in his hand with one palm.

One of the scattered pages can be vaguely seen writing, "In the first year of Taihe, the emperor previewed the living note, and was rejected in the Museum of Culture and History." ”

"Damn, I'm going to burn it!"

Wen Yong gritted his teeth.

"Burned?"

Wen Yong thought about it, suddenly turned his anger into joy, and ordered: "Go, go back to eat." ”

The holy driver left, Liu Kai wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

……

The Emperor's meal was truly different, and the large table that could seat dozens of people was filled with a variety of food, colors, and flavors.

Although there is no dragon liver and phoenix gall, it is not far behind.

Wen Yong drank a small wine in a fine white jade cup and ate happily.

Just when Wen Yong was feasting, the two little heads were secretly watching outside the main hall.

Wen Yong was curious that society was so bold to peek at the emperor's meal, so he asked the eunuch, "Who is outside the door?" ”

The eunuch seemed to have guessed who was outside, and quickly replied, "It's Zhengping Gong and Princess Shunyang." ”

As if sensing Wen Yong's searching gaze, the two figures shrank back behind the temple gate.

The older boy complained, "I knew I wouldn't have been exposed if I hadn't brought you here." ”

The little girl rolled her fingers around the edge of her skirt and said aggrievedly, "But the meal eaten by the emperor's brother seems to be delicious." ”

"Don't call him brother, or I'll beat you!"

The little boy threatened with a small fist.

"Oh......"

The little girl pouted, tears in her eyes in agreement.

The little boy licked his lips and leaned against the doorframe to sneak in and look in.

But Wen Yong inside has long since disappeared.

"Do you want to eat together?"

I don't know when, Wen Yong has come behind the two.

The little girl covered her mouth with both hands and looked surprised, and the little boy grabbed her arm and scolded, "Stupid girl, run!" ”

Looking at the appearance of the two little guys running, Wen Yong shouted with a smile: "This palace is all mine, where can you go, or do you need me to visit the concubine in person?" ”

When the little boy heard this, he finally stopped, and said unconvinced: "It's up to you how you want to be punished, don't involve the royal sister and the concubine." ”

Wen Yong smiled: "Aren't they also my mother and imperial sister." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Wen Xi, who was hiding behind Wen Zhao, and said with a warm smile: "Shunyang, can you eat with the imperial brother?" ”

Behind Wen Xi's death, Wen Zhao said stubbornly: "We are not hungry!" ”

Wen Xi's eyes were full of longing and a hint of pleading, and Wen Yong said categorically: "I want you to accompany me to eat, this is a holy decree!" ”

The two little ones succumbed. Back in the inner palace, in order to avoid the crowd and the two little ones were not adaptable, Wen Yong ordered: "This is a family banquet, leave the two to serve, and the others go down." ”

In his previous life, he was an only child, and now he has two younger brothers and sisters, watching the way they eat, Wen Yong's heart has a little peace.

Wen Zhao looked preoccupied, everything was tasted lightly, Wen Xi was very interested in the food on the table, and his mouth never stopped.

Wen Yong took a sip of wine and asked, "Wen Zhao, you seem to have a misunderstanding about me?" ”

Wen Zhao puffed out his cheeks and was silent.

"What? Dare not be angry and dare not speak, the man of my Wen family is left with this little bit of luck. Wen Yong deliberately stimulated Wen Zhao with words.

Wen Zhao Huoran got up, his little face flushed and asked: "Wen Hu is a big traitor, he killed Brother Yu, why don't you take revenge!" ”

In the end, Yu roared, the immature tone sounded in the ears of the hall, Wen Yong lost his mind, and the white jade cup in his hand slipped to the ground.

The crisp jade sound brought Wen Yong back to his senses, and the eunuchs who were serving were suddenly so frightened that they knelt down and fell to the ground. Wen Xi seemed to feel that the atmosphere was wrong, and his nose sobbed and cried.

I guessed that Wen Hu might not be a good bird, but this kind of thing was something Wen Yong never expected. Wen Yong's face became gloomy and terrifying. A little, muttering to himself hoarsely, "Don't blame me, if you continue to stay here, you will die a me!" ”

"Someone!"

A loud roar rang out of the hall.

The guards waiting outside the door immediately entered and bowed. "Minister, Wen Xin obeys!"

Wen Yong was a little surprised and said, "Wen's surname? Are you a clan? ”

"Father Wengui!"

The loyalty of the guards who can guard the main hall is basically guaranteed, but Wen Yong is also a little uncertain about the current situation, so he stared into his eyes and asked, "Can I trust you?" ”

"I am willing to die for Your Majesty!"

Wen Xin's gaze did not dodge and evade, and said solemnly.

Wen Yong's heart calmed down for a while, and he said in a condensed voice: "It's best that not a word of the jokes between me and Zhengping Gong at the banquet today should not leak out!" ”

Wen Xin's eyes flashed, "The minister understands." ”

The kneeling eunuch seemed to know their fate, and his head was like pounding garlic, and he kept pleading.

Wen Zhao has some regrets now, it doesn't matter if he dies, but it has affected his sister and mother.

Wen Yong closed his eyes and said, "Take these eunuchs down." ”

Under the leadership of Wen Xin, the eunuchs were pulled out of the hall, and in Wen Zhao's puzzled gaze, Wen Yong got up and picked up the fallen living note, glanced at it, smiled coldly, tore off one of the pages and threw it into the lampshade.

Things were unexpected, if Wen Hu's hands were already stained with the emperor's blood, then he would have no reverence for the imperial power, which was a very terrible thing, which meant that if Wen Hu felt threatened, he could use brutal means to end himself at any time.

Wen Yong knew that he needed to make plans early, since he already had the intention of developing his own power to fight against Wen Hu, wouldn't this younger brother who was a little jealous and hateful be the best candidate, trust is a very difficult thing, but sooner or later he will take the first step, instead of believing in outsiders, it is better to start with blood relatives, after all, the most important clan blood in ancient times. Whether this is family affection or use, Wen Yong himself can't say clearly.