Shendu Prince's Mansion

The Prince's Mansion is located not far from the east of the Imperial Palace, and because it is the residence of the Prince, it is called the East Palace or the Hidden Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the Prince's Mansion is also a palace, it is much worse than the Imperial Palace in terms of scale and momentum.

Prince Chengtai was wearing a bright yellow four-clawed dragon robe, sitting on the Taishi chair as usual, his eyes narrowed slightly, but there was an irrepressible joy on his face.

Sitting opposite him was a counselor dressed in Confucian robes, with a clear complexion and three long strands of hair.

Wei Wuji, the strategist of the East Palace, looked up at the sky, his eyes were gloomy, His Majesty ordered the reduction of the domain, although it was to clear the obstacles for the succession of the crown prince Chengtai, but he must have been a little disappointed in the prince Chengtai in his heart.

After all, this world is like a rattan full of thorns.

Emperor Qianpan hoped that Prince Chengtai would be able to hold it by himself, but Prince Chengtai was afraid of the thorns on it.

Emperor Qianpan had no choice, so he ordered to cut the domain.

He wants to cut off the thorns that protrude from the rattan, and only in this way can the prince Chengtai take up the world.

It is impossible to say that His Majesty is not disappointed in his heart.

Fortunately, the crown prince Chengtai is gentle and kind, and the princes of the court have always supported His Highness, and His Royal Highness gave birth to a good son, which won the favor of His Majesty. He was kept in the palace day and night.

His Majesty even has the idea of establishing Hongli as the emperor's grandson.

It is precisely because of these reasons that His Majesty has not changed his ways.

"My father ordered the feudal domain to be cut, and the first to be seized of military power was my younger brother Cheng Junwang. ”

"It's really happy, it's really happy!"

The prince said with some joy.

"This king of Chengjun has been domineering for a long time, and even the lone king is not in his eyes. Today, he was reprimanded by his father and seized the military power, that is, a tiger with no minions. No more worries. ”

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

Strategist Wei Wuji stood up, bowed respectfully to the high prince, and said with some please.

"Mr. Wei, where does the joy come from?"

Although Prince Chengtai was happy. But his expression was still stagnant, and he asked with some curiosity.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness on his position as the prince, and congratulations to His Highness on his future ascension. ”

Wei Wuji said with a serious face and joy.

"Why did you say that, sir?"

The joy on Prince Chengtai's face became more and more intense, but he still asked curiously.

"Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty ordered the reduction of the feudal domain, just to clear the obstacles for His Royal Highness to ascend the throne, and cut off the military power of the king of Chengjun, one is to kill chickens and monkeys, and warn some old courtiers. The other is to send a signal to the outside world that the position of the Great Treasure must be His Royal Highness. ”

Strategist Wei Wuji summed up the language and said with a smile:

Just as the two were talking

"Congratulations to Your Highness, congratulations to Your Highness. From today onwards, the situation in the entire court will change greatly. ”

"What should we do next, please ask my husband to teach me. ”

Prince Chengtai's face also showed excitement, and he got up to salute the strategist Wei Wuji, and asked respectfully.

"Your Highness needs to enter the palace immediately and intercede with the king of people for the king of Chengjun. ”

Strategist Wei Wuji gently stroked the three strands of long hair with his palm, his eyes shone with wisdom, and he said with a serious face.

"What!"

Prince Chengtai's face showed surprise. His eyes became even more distant, obviously he didn't expect the strategist to let him go to the palace to intercede for King Chengjun.

"Is Your Highness thinking of contacting the wings and taking the opportunity to inflict a heavy defeat on King Chengjun's forces in the Shendu?"

Strategist Wei Wuji was not surprised, and said with some wisdom beads in his hand.

"It's nature. ”

"Over the years, King Chengjun has relied on the benefits of trade to and fro, and in the name of His Majesty's birthday, he has colluded with officials in the court and China to cultivate his own power. Even the Lone King sometimes has a lot of scruples. ”

"Why not take advantage of this time to uproot his power. ”

Prince Chengtai said a little confused.

"Please teach me, sir!"

"Your Majesty can do this. The Queen Mother of the Two Palaces can do it, and even other princes in the court can do it, but His Royal Highness can't do it. ”

Strategist Wei Wuji touched his beard and said in an affirmative tone.

"Why is that?"

Prince Chengtai looked confused. Some asked.

"The Lone King is now eager to uproot his power in the Divine Capital. ”

"Your Highness has always been kind, and Your Majesty often praises you. Although King Chengjun has lost power, after all, he is the youngest son of His Majesty, the younger brother of His Royal Highness, if His Royal Highness falls into the well, he will inevitably be criticized by others and lose his holy favor. If His Royal Highness intercedes with His Majesty, it can show His Highness's magnanimity, and His Majesty also attaches great importance to his brotherhood. ”

Strategist Wei Wuji looked at the prince with a confused look on his face, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Although the prince is benevolent, he is indeed a lot worse in the direction of strategic ability.

If it is a prince of the county, and there is more Taizong's style, then the prince is built with the abolished prince.

It's even worse than the abolished prince, after all, it has experienced the baptism of war.

But fortunately, now is not the time when the world is decided, and now it has been 300 years since the great work, and the people have decided to do so. There is no need for a heroic pioneer.

The prince is benevolent and conservative, but it is also a blessing for the people of the world.

"Your Majesty sees His Royal Highness's benevolence and filial piety, brothers, friends and brothers, and he will definitely be happy. ”

"Under the elimination of one and the other, the king of Chengjun will lose more points. ”

King Chengjun's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said with some excitement.

"What the gentleman said is that the lonely king will enter the palace. ”

"Good as flowing!"

"The prince is not useless, but he is not without ideas from being good and flowing, and his ears are too soft. The princes of the court and the central government tried their best to promote the crown prince, and there is no shortage of reasons for this. ”

Strategist Wei Wuji looked at the prince who stood up, sorted out his clothes under the service of the maids, and prepared to travel, Wei Wuji's eyes rose with a hint of satisfaction, but there was still a trace of helplessness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

The crown prince is not the master.

There is a saying that a good bird chooses a tree to perch on, but where is his good wood?

Not to mention that the East Palace was preparing for a car, and the prince entered the palace.

The drums of the northern counties, standing outside the Governor's Palace, suddenly sounded.

Huo Feiran looked at it with a pale face, the Dengwen drum was a special magic weapon.

Made of bronze, covered with the cowhide of Kui Niu, not only the sound spreads for hundreds of miles, but also is divided into two drums.

As long as the sub-drum is beaten, the mother drum will resonate, resulting in an earth-shattering sound.

The giant drum standing in the Governor's Mansion of the North County is the sub drum, and the mother drum stands in the palace.

The Confucian scholars also looked at the windless automatic Dengwen drum with a shocked face.

"What's going on?"

"Who beat the drum!"

"Why does the drum sound on its own?"

"Surely the grievances of Confucianism felt heaven and earth, and the drum sounded by itself. ”

Huo Feiran's face was pale, and there was a faint fierce light in his eyes, he looked like an enraged lion, but there was a faint uneasiness in the depths of his eyes.

Listen to the drums!

Emperor Qianpan must know about the affairs of Beijun.

As the governor of Beijun, he was responsible for the Confucian rebellion in Beijun, both public and private.

Thinking of the interrogation and impeachment he might face, Huo Feiran couldn't help but feel a big head.

"The drum has been beaten, and Bendu will write to the king. You are all Confucian students who are rushing to take the exam, and you are the pillars of the future. They all went back to rest, review their homework, and cope with the upcoming imperial examinations. ”

"But if there is a reply, Bendu will definitely inform him as soon as possible. ”

Huo Feiran waved his hand and said a little weakly.

"We're not going back. ”

"I'm waiting here. ”

"If Mr. Situ is not released, I will not leave. ”

"That's it!"

"I'm waiting here to sit here and wait for the king's royal approval. ”

One by one, the Confucian students looked at the Dengwen drum that had stopped shaking, and said with some expectation.

"It's close to noon, and the sun is at its hottest. You are not a martial artist who has worked hard, so you should go back to the inn to rest, and after the king of people replied, Bendu will definitely inform you as soon as possible. ”

Seeing that there was a weak Confucian student under the sun, his eyes were already a little hollow and blurred, and Huo Feiran's eyes couldn't help but have a trace of worry.

If a few Confucian students suffer from heat stroke because of the heat, or something more serious, then it will be no less than adding fuel to the fire for the situation in Beijun.

Not only will the Confucian scholars make the matter bigger and bigger, but even the princes of the court and the central government will also write a letter of impeachment. It is even possible to alarm the Confucian holy land.

This responsibility is something he cannot afford.

Therefore, Huo Feiran put down his body and said bitterly.

"You have been studying hard for ten years, in order to be the title of the gold list and become famous in one fell swoop. ”

"Now the opportunity is in front of you, if it affects the spring because of physical reasons, it will be a pity, and it will also live up to the expectations of the parents in the family. ”

"After all, there is only one time in three years. ”

"The old man's family was poor in his early years, and he was a double list jinshi in the year of Jiazi, so the old man knew the pain of being a student. Go back, there is news, and the old man will definitely let the official inform him as soon as possible. ”

Huo Feiran seemed to think of his youth, his eyes showed a look of memory, and he said in a somewhat choked voice.

Several old and frail scholars looked at the blazing fireball above their heads, and their eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of intention. The other Confucian scholars also had a bit of retreat in their eyes.

As Governor Huo Feiran said, the imperial examination was too important for Confucian scholars.

No less than a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

As Governor Huo Feiran said, they not only represent themselves, but also the expectations of their fathers and elders in the family.

If you raise people in the examination and get a jinshi, you can not only get an official position, but also shine on the lintel. Even family members can follow the chicken dog to heaven.

As a result, they carry too much on them.

Huo Feiran's words smashed into their hearts like a hammer, and even the morale that had been high became low. Huo Feiran looked at the Confucian who was retired, and a trace of pride couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

The art of war is cloudy: go to the army to strategize, attack the heart first!

Huo Feiran's words are to the point, and what Confucianism cares about most is fame.

Just when the Confucian students wanted to retreat, a Confucian who was covered with wind and dust and his clothes were soaked with sweat ran over panting, he pushed away the Confucian students who wanted to be supported, and shouted loudly with excitement:

"Oh no, big deal!"

Huo Feiran's eyes couldn't help shrinking, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and even the green tendons on the back of his hands were protruding one by one.