Chapter Ninety-Seven: Back to the Pot
After the next court, none of the officials left, and they all gathered outside the hall in groups of three or two, watching the iron box containing the name of the crown prince being hoisted to the newly erected high platform by the wrestlers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Bai Yutai!" This platform also has its own name, it is inscribed by King Xingwu himself, the white jade platform is very high, it looks like an arrow tower from a distance, and even outside the palace, you can faintly see it standing here. As the name suggests, this platform is indeed made of white jade, which is not only gorgeous and luxurious, but also avoids the trouble of lightning strikes.
After placing the iron box on the highest place, the wrestlers unloaded the ladder, and at the same time, there were eight swordsmen in leather armor, each of whom was a martial artist and experienced in a hundred battles. They stood guard on all sides and forbade anyone to come near them. If someone approaches, they will be given a stern warning, and if they continue to break in, they have the right to be killed on the spot!
All the officials looked at the white jade platform standing tall with their hearts, feeling the majesty of imperial power and rule that continued to emanate from the brocade box, and knew that the matter of building the crown prince secretly had become a foregone conclusion. Some people breathed a sigh of relief, and the crown prince was settled anyway. Some, like Prime Minister Du Luohuo, have a deep rejection of this.
And the princess stood quietly not far away, her veil was light, her eyes staring at the box, and the ups and downs of her heart were blowing all over the earth with the breeze.
"Is it Hongu?" The princess muttered to herself, but could not get any answer.
"So what? Isn't it? A deep voice sounded behind the princess, interrupting her thoughts in a brutal manner. She turned around angrily, but saw Yang Zhen wearing the clothes of a little eunuch, standing there ghostly.
"When did you come in? How can you dress up so sneakily? If you change into your official uniform, it's not like you can't come here! ”
Yang Zhen smiled: "Listening openly, how can it compare to the stimulation of eavesdropping?" What's more, if this is not the case, how can we see the appearance of His Highness's gains and losses? ”
"Humph!" The princess snorted coldly, turned around and left, but the corner of her eyes still looked at Bai Yutai and betrayed her.
Yang Zhen followed behind, and said step by step: "Your Highness, didn't you hear what I started to say?" ”
The princess walked forward briskly, and without looking back, asked, "What do you hear?" What if you can't hear it? ”
Seeing the princess playing so well, Yang Zhen didn't respond anymore, until she saw the princess stay away from the crowd and walked to the side of the Taiye Pool, she stopped and looked at the withered lotus flowers in the pond, and her thin body felt a little lonely and sad.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen stretched out his big iron hand, clasped it on her shoulder, broke her over, and looked at him.
"Bold!" The princess felt blasphemous and offended, and her sword eyebrows rose straight up, and her face flushed with anger. She reached out to open Yang Zhen's hand, but she couldn't move at all.
Yang Zhen ignored her struggles and continued to ask, "Your Highness, what is it?" Isn't it? ”
The princess shouted angrily: "Yes, this palace is the emperor!" No, you and I are going to be liquidated! ”
Yang Zhen sneered, shook his head and said, "No, yes or no, what does it have to do with His Highness and me?" He is, he is, he is not! ”
When the princess heard this, she stopped struggling and asked, "Could it be that your weaving bureau has the ability to steal it?" ”
Yang Zhen shook his head again: "No." ”
The princess was about to get angry, but she heard Yang Zhen say: "I have the ability to make His Highness a great treasure, no matter what is written in him." ”
The princess was silent for a moment, and said, "Isn't this a rebellion?"
Yang Zhen's eyes widened, and he looked at the princess in disbelief: "I thought that the princess already knew that she was going to rebel!" ”
The princess looked at him, tilted her head to the side, and secretly held back her smile, she wanted to continue talking, but Yang Zhen grabbed her waist and rushed into the lotus pond.
Yang Zhen's footsteps moved quickly, and every time he stepped on the lotus leaf, it looked like he was floating on water from a distance.
Yang Zhen landed on a small island, and the princess covered her chest and said angrily: "What kind of hysteria did you have today?" Offended to Hongu one after another! ”
Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and grabbed a lotus stem, and lifted it hard, it was a fresh lotus root, he put it in the water to wet the mud, took a bite in his mouth, only felt a sweetness, she handed it to the princess and said: "No matter how good this lotus blooms, where can I catch up with the lotus root that can fill the stomach, His Royal Highness looks forward and backward, except for the white lotus that is praised for being praised out of the mud and not stained, but when the flower is gone, everyone is grabbing the lotus root to eat, who remembers you?" ”
The princess stretched out her hand to take it, looked at it for a while, covered her mouth with her sleeve and took a bite gently, "This palace wants to be a white lotus, and even the lotus root is eaten." ”
Isn't this a bitch who still wants to set up a torii! Yang Zhen sighed secretly in his heart, of course he didn't dare to say it, it turned out that the princess was not only not stupid, but also very shrewd, and that sad spring and sad autumn was just more to do!
I want power, fame, and Yang Zhen to take the blame!