Uncle Zhan lay on the dragon bed at night, his eyes were a little dull.

The Emperor's extravagance was fully manifested on this small room-sized dragon bed.

The rectangular dragon bed, the three-sided screen bed circumference, and the entire wooden bedspread on the top are hollow and carved, purple in black, releasing the elegant luster that only the simple and deep rosewood can exude.

Damn! The dizzy Uncle Zhan Ye couldn't count how many dragons had been carved on this priceless wood.

Of course, this is inseparable from the dimness of the room, Uncle Zhan doesn't like such silence at night, but I have to admit that the emperor is very good at enjoying it, and this kind of environment is easy for people to sleep.

If the bed was softer, it would be too comfortable.

Uncle Zhan Ye highly suspects that he is the reckless, sword-and-shoring action of Aries.

As for how did the word Aries come about?

Hehe!

Unimportant!

There are so many things in her mind that she can't finish combing through for 18,000 years, so it's better to think about it.

In the Great Palace, she didn't think about it at all, just a thought, she dared to risk herself.

No, she pulled a bunch of nobles to accompany her, a lonely person, and stepped on the bottom line of Qi Yuan's cautious person.

That guy is definitely a Scorpio, he can hold grudges, he didn't take advantage of it, he just made her stomach ache for three days and three nights, and saw that she was dying, so people came to detoxify her.

This is the tenth day after Uncle Zhan's night poisoning, during which no one came to wait, only the little eunuch sent food on time, sent water once a day, poured night incense, and saw if she was dead by the way.

The poison hurt her stomach, and Uncle Zhan almost ate and vomited at night, but she forced herself to drink more water, and she rested on the dragon bed when she had nothing to do, and by the way, she flipped through some books and maps placed in the back room, and the biggest movement was to pick up a pen to write and paint, and save a stack of ghost drawing talismans, which was the original words that the little eunuch reported to the eunuch Zhao Ping.

After chewing books for several days, Uncle Zhan knew the general idea of this world at night.

At the beginning of the unification of Great Xia, the implementation of the feudal system, to put it simply, is to let the nobles leave their original local power, go to other places to expand the territory, the formation of the Son of Heaven in charge of the princes, the princes in charge of the fiefdom system, on the one hand, weakened the old aristocracy, on the other hand, let the territory of the Great Xia from south to north, from west to east, unprecedentedly vast.

Uncle Zhan can imagine such a picture at night:

Da Xia Zi waved his cinnabar pen: "The world is so big, you might as well go and see it everywhere." ”

Princes: "Obey the order!"

When the princes arrive at the fiefdom, they are the overlords of one side, and the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, even if all the palace maids are allowed to wear miniskirts, the emperor can't care about it.

If the son of the Great Summer is angry with a foreigner, the beacon tower is burned, and the princes from all walks of life will attack it, and this powerful strength will cut whoever you want.

Well, it's handsome!

The warriors sit firmly in the country, and the princes and younger brothers expand their territory and defend the Son of Heaven, isn't this forever?

Zhan Shuye can only say that the ancestors of Daxia are quite naïve, the sub-sealing system is like a listed company distributing equity to employees, and employees will work like chicken blood in order to increase the stock price, the company will grow, but at the same time, the princes will also be strong, and finally Da Xia Zi lost the strength to control the princes.

The world has entered the era of division of the heroes, that is, the night of the war is now here: the Warring States!

In this era, in addition to the Northern Qi, there are three major vassal states that can compete with the Northern Qi, and the folk have sayings: Wen is in the Eastern Zhou, Shang is in the Southern Chu, and the grain is in the Western Qin, and it will be in the Northern Qi.

In addition, Dai, Zhao, Wei, and Yan in the north, Ba, Shu, Yong, and Zheng in the west, Song, Shou, Liang, and Chen in the south, and Fusang, Jeju, and Penglai in the East China Sea, are all powerful countries among the vassal states.

Uncle Zhan had nothing to count at night, at least he had to send her 87 noble sons, so she didn't feel lonely.

She was even looking forward to the performance of the human meat buns that were delivered to her.

The Great Xia Palace, the former emperor's imperial study Tianlu Pavilion, is now the residence of Hou Qiyuan in the palace of the Northern Qi Dynasty, of course, this similar existence to the regent, originally had a marquis mansion in Shangjing City, but in order to control the puppet emperor who was not too restless and guarded himself, he still wanted to get a close understanding of what the other party wanted to get.

"Back to the Hou Ye, the little emperor has a normal bedtime, he has never stepped out of the palace, and he has never been in contact with anyone, the little eunuchs have copied some of the little emperor's manuscripts, does the Hou Ye want to look at it?"

Qi Yuan knocked on the bookcase, Zhao Ping bowed down and presented a stack of manuscripts, stepped back in small steps, and stood aside calmly.

Zhao Ping was a confidant of Qi Yuan's mother clan in the Northern Qi Palace, and after the Northern Qi army captured Shangjing City, Qi Yuan ordered people to kill all the palace people above the head of the Great Xia Palace, and handed over the Great Xia Internal Affairs Office to Qi Yuan.

Zhao Ping entered the inner palace at the age of ten as an errand boy, has spent more than 30 spring and autumn in the Northern Qi Palace, can be regarded as an old palace person, when he first entered the inner palace of Daxia, Zhao Ping did not put the puppet little emperor in his eyes, the royal family is rolling, his master will sooner or later take the little emperor to open the knife, his attitude towards the little emperor is that as long as the master does not give a death order, the little emperor has to live in his hands, so the little emperor's food and clothing are arranged in place, and there is absolutely no deduction here, as for the little eunuchs under his hands to touch some oil and water, as long as it is not too excessive, he will turn a blind eye。

It wasn't until the little emperor actually spoke out at the enthronement ceremony, and afterwards he was punished by Qi Yuan with a cane, and asked him to closely monitor the little emperor's every move, that Zhao Ping really faced this new emperor of Anren.

Although the emperor is small, his lethality is not weak.

Look at his ass, he can't sit, he can be regarded as benevolent and righteous to the little emperor, but the little emperor has the pain of sitting and suffering from him.

The discipline of the little emperor, after he learned from the pain, decided to put it on the agenda, so these days he has placed a lot of newcomers around the little emperor to prevent the little emperor from being a demon.

But even so......

Qi Yuan looked at the manuscripts while sipping tea, his brows were sometimes deeply furrowed, sometimes stretched, and Zhao Ping, who was standing on the side, also relaxed one by one.

"Eunuch Zhao. Qi Yuan put down the teacup and called unhurriedly.

"The minions are here. Zhao Ping didn't know why, Bei Qihou's words unconsciously made his ass tighten.

Qi Yuan stared at Zhao Ping for a while, and just when Zhao Ping almost couldn't resist the pressure and wanted to kneel down to confess first, Qi Yuan said: "You are the old man next to the queen mother, and it's just a matter of being greedy......"

At this point, Zhao Ping didn't care if his buttocks hurt or not, and knelt directly.

"Hou Ye, wronged!" Zhao Ping really felt wronged, they were eunuchs, who didn't get a reward to live, if they were greedy, they were all like this, Hou Ye never cared about these on weekdays, why did he suddenly accuse him of being greedy today?

Qi Yuan sighed and said: "It's okay for the little servants in the palace to spend some cheap silver, and the eunuchs who write for the emperor can't find some who can write?

At this moment, Qi Yuan's mood is not good, and having a typo in the book is as uncomfortable as chewing mouse feces while eating.

For Zhao Ping, you are a slave who let your master eat rat feces, and it is polite that the master's family did not cut you to death.

Of course, Zhao Ping was really wronged, and the little eunuchs did not make any mistakes, Zhan Shuye wrote it in simplified Chinese by himself, and the official text of Daxia was regular script.

And Qi Yuan looked at the story with the picture and text, as if it was a group of tigers, don't ask him how he saw it, the king character on the tiger's forehead is obvious.

The story is about Qi Huangong, one of the five tyrants of the Spring and Autumn Period, because it is also Qi Guo, which makes Qi Yuan interested, and the form of the four-panel comic is really not too simple, and it is good to read pictures if you don't know how to read.

The success of Qi Huan lies in four words: respect the king!

Qi Yuan's knowledge has never been a historical figure like Qi Huangong, but in this manuscript, this character is lifelike.

If you use the words in Uncle Zhan's mind to translate these four-panel comics, the king of Qi Huan is to make Qi Guo a loyal fan of Zhou Tianzi, a dead fan, and a brain-dead fan, and call Zhou Tianzi crazy anytime and anywhere, and he will beat whoever bullies Zhou Tianzi, because of the orthodoxy of Zhou, Qi Guo is naturally justified, and gradually becomes the boss of the princes, and even in the end, Zhou Tianzi has to succumb to the majesty of Qi Huangong.

The Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants, the name of the cool (middle two), Qi Yuan is on top.

Zhao Ping knelt on the cold ground for a long time, and Qi Yuan said again: "Let your subordinates be more respectful to the little emperor, and give the best degree." ”

Red rain from the sky?

Iron Tree Blossoming?

Zhao Ping thought it was incredible, a few days ago, his master ordered someone to drug the little emperor's meal, and now he has changed sex?

Looking at Zhao Ping's face in disbelief, Qi Yuan didn't bother to explain, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Ping's head hard, and threw down a sentence by the way: "Read more books!"

Qi Yuan paced away, if it weren't for his disagreement with the little emperor, he would eventually end the little emperor's life with his own hands in the future, just rely on the handwriting of the untouchables, if he is cited as a confidant, it is really a blessing in life.