Dayuan, the palace of diligence.

This is the center of power in the 100th year of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

Above, is a 'Zhongzheng Renhe' four-character plaque.

Under the plaque, there is a bottle of gold lacquer plate dragon throne.

On the throne, Emperor Yuan, dressed in a gilded dragon robe, looked up from the heavy government affairs and looked at Empress Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, hiding her face and crying.

"Your Majesty, the prince is mellow and courteous, and he has been the choice of the eldest crown prince since he was a child, and now, you let him hand over the golden treasure in front of the ministers, how can he stand his temperament?"

"The concubines know that they are selfish and favor their young sons, and they are arrogant and indulgent, but they never thought that they would let King Lin succeed him as the prince, and the prince would be benevolent, and please ask the emperor to think twice."

Empress Yuan cried in pieces, the eldest son and the youngest son were all born of one cell, and now seeing the prince like this, how can he not feel distressed?

Emperor Yuan looked solemn, put the imperial pen on the pen inkstone, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I have my own decision on the affairs of the government, the harem must not interfere in politics, and the queen must not overstep."

"Your Majesty, you are also the father of the crown prince, how can you see your parents and children being humiliated like this?"

Emperor Yuan's temples already had white hair, he didn't look at the Yuan Hou, but looked at the desk above, the treasure of the Great Yuan Fengtian.

"I am the Son of Heaven, I am ordered by Heaven to take over the fortunes of the Great Yuan, what I want is an emperor who leads the prosperity of the Great Yuan Changshun, although the prince is mellow, but compared to King Lin, it is too far away."

"Queen, King Lin will climb on top of my dragon chair at the age of three, shouting to handle court affairs for me, at the age of seven, he learned from school, he knew that he could not learn the way of the emperor, knelt outside the Jinluan Palace for three days and three nights, and at the age of ten, he came to the south of Xinjiang at the age of ten, and took the initiative to ask for conscription, thirteen kings established mansions, and surrounded the ministers, and the prince?"

He shook his head.

"The choice of the eldest crown prince, the rules and etiquette are all standing behind him, he doesn't fight or grab, because no one can fight for it, but King Lin, in such a situation, tell me that he can."

"Now, behind King Lin, there are 100,000 officials and courtiers of the Great Yuan, 100,000 Xuanjia Iron Horsemen, the first choice of the Dayue royal family and relatives, and Jiang Xiang's blind date to advise the crown prince Mingjun, all of which were taken by King Lin himself."

"What does he have in the Prince? In addition to being passively restrained and humble to his younger brother, how could he have taken out his posture as a crown prince, if he blocked him even once when King Lin was in politics, what if I gave him the prince Jinbao? ”

Empress Yuan's tears dried up, her eyes were red, and she blamed herself.

"It's the concubine's fault, the concubine always teaches the prince, humble to his younger brother, he has been sensible since he was a child, it is the failure of the concubine's teaching, but the emperor, although the prince is not suitable for the position of the prince, the king is just the king, how can he ...... in front of the ministers"

"I did this to let all the ministers and Dayue understand that the crown prince was not the crown prince, this is not to let him be humiliated, this is to protect him."

He is the Son of Heaven, and secondly, a father.

What you want is an emperor who rules the ambitions of the world, that's all.

Emperor Yuan has made up his mind, and Prince Lin has decided.

This is an indisputable fact.

That's what everybody thinks.

The prince has a soft personality, does not fight or grab, and plays a good deck of cards to a pulp, so that everyone withdraws from the list of supporters, and there is no help.

But Prince Yuzhen, he will hug his thighs.

This thigh is still very busy.

Particularly busy.

The little fan brother of the Beijing Chinese human rights noble, and the main general of the Xuanjia Army, were all crowded in the courtyard to listen to this thigh speech book.

Of course, the thigh can't be called the thigh now, but the head.

If there is an honorific title.

That is the world's first southern Xinjiang to send a handsome to the scum of the little master.

And He Yi, don't look at his tall man, burly body, cold to death.

But since he met Su Liuyu and listened to the martial arts legend all night, he almost pulled his good brother over to share it with him almost the next day.

Emperor Shun brothers, there is a good everyone to share together.

This is spread to ten to hundred, and now in the courtyard, the civil and military family is close.

These big men, little boys, brought a small bench early in the morning, and sat in the yard obediently, looking forward to it.

Wait for more pain, they understand.

I came early in the morning to urge the change.

"Yesterday I studied a dragon eighteen palms, do you want to take a look?"

"I don't want to see the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, I want to see the yang finger of the left protector."

"I want to see the Huashan Sword Technique of the Right Protector."

He Yi's half-hung martial arts are of course not as good as Chai Xiaochuan and Song Jinqiu.

These two people, since inquiring about the legend of martial arts, how cool the moves are, have accumulated many small fans of martial arts, and have also accepted a lot of apprentices, preparing to expand the power of the Southern Xinjiang faction and establish their ancestors.

He Yi can't.

He, the deputy head, has three generals of the Xuanjia Army behind him, these three were originally Su Liuyu's apprentices, but they were disgusted by Su Liuyu and reluctantly supported the face of the deputy head.

The left and right protectors glanced at He Yi, who was very well-behaved sitting on the small bench.

"The boss said that you can't use force in the courtyard."

"Whoever uses force to beat whom, it hurts very much for the head to beat people."

It hurts a lot, Chai Xiaochuan added.

The crowd shut up.

The door opened, and everyone's eyes lit up and they shouted!

"The disciples of the Southern Xinjiang Sect, see the master!"

The posture is full, and the sound is like thunder.

The noisy Su Liuyu had a headache.

"I said you are also idle, don't you want to take the exam?" She glanced at the group of scholars, and then swept to the generals of the Xuanjia Army: "You don't need to train either?" ”

She also has to deal with government affairs.

Now I just want to throw them out.

"The academy has taken a leave of absence, let's finish listening, and we have to go back to the academy to speak."

"Yes, yes, now our academy is fascinated, and Mr. Lian likes to listen to it."

"But no, no matter how many people outside want to join our Southern Xinjiang faction, they are not qualified."

This qualification was not proposed by Su Liuyu, but by He Yi himself.

His brother-in-law is in the small and dilapidated country of Dawei, so short of silver, of course he has to think about his own family.

Each person must auction a treasure at the National Quintessence Auction House to be eligible.

Not only that, but he, the deputy head, also attracted many young sons of the family, and went to her auction house every day to raise the price.

For the head of the house, that is to do your best.

For the sake of the silver, Su Liuyu said that he could open a back door.

She brought a Taishi chair and prepared to start talking about yesterday's martial arts legend.

It's just that before he could speak for half an hour, the porter came and knocked on the courtyard door and reported it.

"Uncle, someone in the front hall is looking for you."

Someone looking for it?

Who?

In Dayuan, Su Liuyu didn't know anyone.

Could it be Fang Qian?

Su Liuyu stood up.

"You wait here first."

"Boss, come back quickly." All the disciples looked eager.

"Got it."

Su Liuyu came to the front hall, and saw a man in a moon brocade robe from afar, with a jade crown and a golden stripe, and a tear mole under his eyes, looking at her with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but you've been chic."

Jiang Yanwan pulled her to sit on a chair in the front hall and said directly.

"I didn't believe it when I heard your news, let you see Wenwuyuan, how do you know that you have become a son-in-law." He was a little helpless, and said:

"That young lady, she is still a lot older than you, besides, if you want silver, just open your mouth, and it's not that you won't give it to you, I think it's better to forget about this family matter."

Su Liuyu heard him say this.

I couldn't help but say:

"Brother Yan, why are you so good to me."

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