Chapter 501: It's Sprayed

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The first year of Chengtian, July 19.

Inside the Ziwei Palace and outside the Qianyang Palace.

The pilgrimage has not yet begun.

The coolness of the early morning dispelled all of Wu Fan's drowsiness, but he still leaned against the marble railing on the side, pretending to be depressed, as if he hadn't rested.

Actually.

A few months ago, Wu did the massacre of 14 families, including the Huang family, the Cai family, and the Kuai family, in Xiangyang, Jingzhou, and became the most unpopular person in the interest group of the Shijia clan, and thus embarked on the opposite side of the increasingly fierce contradictions.

Two days before yesterday, Wu was not ready to fulfill his stepson's promise to the king of the backer, and even more fiercely ridiculed Luo Fang, Lu Fang, and Xue Liang, and successfully broke with the king of the backer.

So.

Which of the civil officials who infiltrated the court had nothing to do with the well-dressed room?

Since there is a relationship, can people deal with Wu Fan?

Which of the generals who can blend into the court has never been involved with the king of the backers?

Since there is involvement, can people deal with Wu Fan?

Seeing the detailed conversation between the three ministers of all walks of life, completely treating himself as a stinky shit and not a bird at all, Wu Fan will not come over boringly!

And so.

Wu Fan, who is alone, has the only way to self-hypnosis in order to avoid being too embarrassed.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun shines for thousands of miles.

There is a group of people, gradually approaching.

The first was about forty or fifty years old and seven feet tall*. The appearance is really weird, not to mention the boss on the forehead, and there is a hooked nose and a crooked mouth, no matter how you look at it, people dare not compliment.

Wu Fan saw the clues from his clothes, and his loose eyes were sharp.

Tang Guogong. Li Yuan.

Wu Fan's rival for a while.

Li Shudefu was in his heart, and he noticed the malicious gaze not far away.

Hussar general, Wu Fan.

In the entire empire, there are few people who are more tender than this champion, Hou Mian, and Li Yuan knows it.

Signaling left and right to stop, Li Yuan was in the surprised looks of countless people. Go straight to Wu Fan.

Li Yuan laughed, hugged his fists boldly, and said in a loud voice: "I have heard for a long time that Wu Hussar is young and promising, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary." A talent! ”

Wu Fan raised his eyelids, returned the salute with a smile, and said loudly: "Tang Guogong has become a serious name, and Wu is also like thunder!" ”

However, the two said at the same time in their hearts: The play is really good.

As soon as they met, Wu Fan and Li Yuan were friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were very warm.

At least that's what the majority thinks.

The other part of the people knew very well that the two of them wanted each other to hang up the goods immediately, and they sprayed.

Li Yuan's sentence can be roughly condensed into four characters - little rabbit cub.

Wu Fan's sentence can be roughly condensed into four words - old and immortal.

Li Yuan "tsk". The smile still said: "There is a saying in the market that is so wow! This man is afraid of enlisting in the army, and the woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man! I have a lot of sons, but even more daughters. In view of some bad atmospheres. I'm afraid that my own girl will follow a little bastard and make me lose face! Wu Hussar, what do you say I should do? ”

Obviously, Li Yuan knew that Wu Fan and the backer king had a falling out, and he came to ridicule Wu Fan for being ungrateful.

Wu Fan is not a good thing, so he opened his mouth and came: "The five constants of heaven and earth, the heavens, the earth, the king, the relatives, and the teacher." He also said that God blesses, the earth raises, the king eats, the father is born, and the teacher teaches. Therefore, respect the heavens, respect the earth, be loyal to the king, love relatives, and respect teachers. Heaven is not merciful. People are not respected; The land is unjust, and the people are disrespectful; You are not right. disloyalty; The father is unkind, and the son is not filial; The teacher does not know. Brother is not heavy. Wu someone's chin was raised slightly, and he said in a strange manner: "Although I am young, at least I know how to treat my closest relatives whose blood is thicker than water, and I know how not to give it away, unlike some people, just throw it away!" Oh! Maybe some people must be very jealous of me, my son is so good that someone wants it, and his son Baba's door-to-door delivery, no one wants it. ”

The old god was watching the play Zheng Ke, the left prime minister, almost didn't laugh out loud, and shook his head again and again and said to the right prime minister Cui Shi: "The mouth is really poisonous!" ”

The right prime minister, Cui Shi, sighed and said, "Full of nonsense! ”

Turning his head, the old man's shoulders shook......

Zuo Prime Minister Zheng Cao: "......", is it really good to gloat like this?

Li Yuan and his wife disliked the third son Li Yuanji and the fourth son Li Yuanba for being ugly, and they all had the idea of abandoning and implementing it.

Wu Fan's tirade just now was nothing more than talking about Li Yuanhu's poisonous eating of his son, and cursing Li Yuan's son to turn against him in the future.

Li Yuan scolded Wu for being a fly and maggot, and his mouth occupied the moral high ground, with a look of scrutiny: "Wu Hussar!" The king is not upright, and the minister is disloyal? You have this idea...... Danger! ”

Wu Fan asked rhetorically: "The premise of the minister's disloyalty is that the king is not right, so don't take it out of context." Today, when the son inherits the mandate of heaven and obeys the will of the people, the righteous can no longer be right. How? What does Tang Guogong want to insinuate? ”

In private, no one said that the Son of Heaven was okay, in front of so many people, Li Yuan dared to try it?

Li Yuan was cheeky enough to spell Wu Fan, and with a wry smile, he said solemnly: "Your Majesty is the Lord of the Holy Ming!" ”

can't bargain for money, how can Li Yuan be willing?

Li Yuan is planning how to fight back-

"Dangdang!"

Admiralty melodious.

The ministers sorted out their clothes, walked up the white marble steps, and lined up in a sequence according to their rank and seniority, ready to enter the Qianyang Palace.

Wu Fan set aside Li Yuan and left the back of his head.

A little yellow door shouted: "Hundreds of officials enter the court!! ”

The crowd was pouring in.

The military generals are on the left, and Wenchen is on the right.

Wu Fan is the general of the hussars, and when the general, the general of the chariot cavalry, and the general of the guard cavalry are not present, he naturally occupies the top position on the left.

Yang Kuang, the Son of Heaven, walked from the apse.

The officials bowed down in unison: "Congratulations to Your Majesty!" ”

Yang Kuan, the Son of Heaven, waved his hand and said, "All Aiqing is flat!" ”

The officials said: "Thank you! ”

The Son of Heaven Yang Qi crowned the dragon robe, sat on the top of the majestic high, and was as usual.

Correct.

Those who are close can see that Yang Kuan is not in good spirits.

If it is generally in poor spirit, it will inevitably look like a frosted eggplant, but Yang Kui's poor spirit is not the same, he is extremely excited.

Some people noticed that Yang Qi frequently cast his eyes on Wu Fan, which was quite meaningful.

Huang De, the chief eunuch of the inner chamberlain, swept away the dust and shouted: "There is a book, leave early if you have nothing to do!" ”

The bloodless war has begun.

"Minister! Yan Guan Shen Meng, there is a book to play! ”

(To be continued)