In Xianfu Palace, after seeing off the fourth and thirteenth brothers who came to visit, Yinren sat in front of the window with some amazement.

"How can this be reasonable, even if you can't be the prince alone, the eldest brother must be buried in hell with him! And Nalan Mingzhu, that old horseman must die! ”

Yinren reached out and clasped the hand of the crown princess Guerjia and said.

Now he is confined in this Xian'an Palace, and he is in a dilemma, all of which are given by Bainalan Mingzhu and his eldest brother Yinchu.

Even if he dies with them, he will not let go of the initiators.

Yinren always felt that he was fascinated by ghosts that day, otherwise he would not have felt that someone was leading him to the vicinity of Huang Ama's camp.

As everyone knows, the prince was arranged by the king of Zhijun to send down the five stones that can be illusory. It's hypnotized again.

"This position of the prince, unless the palace itself does not want to sit, even the emperor Ama is not qualified to drive the palace out of the crown prince!"

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At this time, in the camp tent of the Son of Heaven, the third elder brother Yinzhi, who had always been timid and afraid, was kneeling on the ground and crying.

The third child is a dull and boring scholar on weekdays, and he has never quarreled with the world, and Emperor Kangxi's attitude towards this son is much softer.

"Huang Ama, there is something about the son, it is related to the contradiction between the prince and the eldest brother, half a month ago, the son was arguing with others in Juxian Zhai, and happened to bump into the slave next to the eldest brother and the lama Han Gelong sneakily plotting something in the teahouse opposite."

"Hangeron?!"

Emperor Kangxi suddenly remembered that this was a lama from Korqin grass in Mongolia, and what he was best at was the art of calming nightmares.

What can Yinfu's minions conspire with Hangelon?

"Long live Lord, when the slaves sealed the prince's tent yesterday, they found a few villains with your birthday written on them."

Liang Jiugong said again and again.

"Someone, secretly arrest Hangelon and compare the handwriting! Torture! Rebels and thieves! Rebels and thieves!! ”

"Huang Ama, Hangelon contracted a cold last month and died violently. But the son knew that he had copied a whole volume of scriptures for the Queen Mother, and when the time came, he would be able to see the clues by comparing the handwriting on the little doll of Wei Sheng.

When the third elder brother saw Huang Ama so angry, he knew that the eldest brother was going to be finished.

He had long known that his eldest brother was doing something unseemly, otherwise Nalan Heng, the sick grandson of the Nalan clan, would not have been so nervous when he saw him paying attention to Han Gelong.

After Yinzhi inquired carefully, he actually knew more unsightly things, so he specially came to report the matter to Huang Ama.

In fact, he didn't want to wade into the water, but the eldest brother was competitive in everything, and from time to time he was sarcastically mocked that he was a helpless sour talent.

even ridiculed his Eniang for being a slave who poured night incense and washed the gong bucket in Xinzheku, and scolded him, but said that his Eniang was unforgivable.

"Huang Ama, Erchen feels that although the eldest brother is a little more domineering on weekdays, if it weren't for Nalan Mingzhu behind his back, the eldest brother would not be confused."

"There's one more thing that Erchen doesn't know whether to say or not?"

Yinzhi raised his eyes and glanced at Huang Ama cautiously.

"Say!"

"When the fourth brother was attacked by the Galdan Shenji Battalion on the way to send off his relatives, he was almost buried in the sand sea, and the son felt that something was strange afterwards, and then after a secret visit, he found that this incident seemed to be inseparable from the eldest brother."

"Why didn't you say it back then?"

Emperor Kangxi looked at Yinzhi with sharp eyes, with exploration and scrutiny in his eyes.

"Erchen doesn't want his brothers to kill each other, if it weren't for the eldest brother's insistence on taking the prince's life, Erchen and the fourth brother are ready to rot this matter in their stomachs and never say it for the rest of their lives!"

Yinzhi replied honestly.

"Good boy~" Emperor Kangxi comforted him, although this son is difficult to achieve, he is a kind-hearted person.

"Would you like to do an errand for Huang Amma?"

Mingzhu, the old guy, wanted to wait for him to die, but now he has no patience.

"You personally go and secretly give Nalan Mingzhu to death."

"Huang Ama, his son is stupid, Mingzhu is an important minister after all, if he refuses to die, what should his son do?"

Huang Ama said that the secret execution should not be known, and the people of the Mingzhu and Nalan clans must feel that giving the pearl to death is a gift to the Nalan clan.

How to make Nalan Mingzhu take the initiative to die without resentment, so that the Nalan family will not be cold to the court because of this?

"Grant the Nalan Pearl Dhara Sutra."

"Wait, let Mingzhu be chosen between the Hidden Zhishi and the Dhara Sutra. If the dog slave chooses to go into seclusion, you will give him the scripture and let him use it again in a hundred years. ”

"If he still makes up words and quibbles and refuses to give up, he will be given death, and he will be rewarded with the Sutra!"

Although the pearl is swelling more and more, Emperor Kangxi still thinks that this dog slave has been by his side when he was young, punishing Ao worship, and leveling the three feudatories, all of which have his credit.

For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, the new and old injuries on Mingzhu's body could not be counted on ten fingers, and Emperor Kangxi still failed to kill them all after all.

Nalan Mingzhu is worthy of being a close minister next to Emperor Kangxi, and as soon as the third elder brother opened his mouth, he had already guessed the thoughts of the Long Live Lord.

Although he was reluctant to take the power above 10,000 people under this extremely human minister, for the sake of the Nalan family, Nalan Mingzhu took the initiative to take off the top flower feather on his head. Presented by Zhishi.

Unexpectedly, a generation of powerful ministers Nalan Mingzhu finally failed to return to his hometown, but this is also his own fault.

Huan Hai has been up and down for decades, and Mingzhu understands very well that he is trying to meddle in the battle for the storage position, even if it is the minister of the humerus who the Lord of Long Live relies on?

Isn't it the end of the cunning rabbit's dead lackey?

got the news that Mingzhu proposed to resign and retire on the grounds of old age, and Nian Yaoyue was embarrassed.

"After all, the Nalan clan is a famous family, so long live the Lord is not afraid of chilling the hearts of the Nalan clan?"

Nalan Heng shook his head and said, "Long live the Lord gave the Dhara Sutra quilt. I'm quite happy. ”

"Oh, no wonder~"

Or long live the mastery, there is an unwritten rule in the Qing Dynasty, the Dhara Sutra is this kind of quilt, but it is not a casual reward.

In the Qing Dynasty, only the powerful ministers who were favored by the Lord of Long Live were eligible, which represented the highest honor for the courtiers. shade for future generations.

Mingzhu fell, so there was no backer behind the king of Zhijun, and when the battle for the heir was just the tip of the iceberg, the king of Zhijun Yinchu was already out.

And the king of Zhijun, who was originally pardoned, oh no, has now been stripped of his title by the lord of Banzai and demoted to elder brother.

And the eldest brother who was originally pardoned was actually confined in the Zongren Mansion by order of the Long Live Lord, and he could not come out unless he died.

But Nian Yaoyue knew that the eldest brother's hundred-legged insect died but did not stiffen, and after many years, he turned into a pig teammate and ruthlessly pitted the eighth elder brother.

Temporarily put the mad dog of the eldest brother in a cage, Nian Yaoyue can finally feel at ease.

So in the early morning after the rain in an empty mountain, she and Nalan Heng quietly left the Mulan paddock and began to wander the world.