Wei Zhao frowned with a little displeasure, and scolded: "You dog, now you are also learning from people outside to fool me!" ”

"Your Majesty is angry." Feng Hui hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded guilty.

Wei Zhao didn't stop, his deep ink eyes exuding a majestic, cold light.

Feng Hui didn't raise his eyes slightly until his forehead was blue, and secretly glanced at the look of Emperor Jianyuan, and said tentatively: "The slave thinks ...... Why didn't Your Majesty reward the eldest son and second son of Marquis Xie together to show His Majesty's imperial grace. ”

Wei Zhao's majestic face gradually turned cold, his eyebrows were sharp, and he reprimanded angrily: "Presumptuous, you are a eunuch, you dare to discuss the government in vain!" ”

The emperor's majestic voice was like thunder rolling down from the sky, making everyone who heard it tremble!

Feng Hui has followed Emperor Jianyuan for many years, and he knows the truth of "accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger", and he can't help but regret his mouthfulness just now.

His head was pressed against the gold bricks in the hall, and he pleaded guilty one after another: "The old slave trespassed, please surrender your majesty." ”

"Get up. The next is not an example. ”

Internal officials are not allowed to interfere in politics, and Wei Zhao's kick just now is just a warning to Feng Hui.

His fingers slowly rubbed on the mutton fat white jade dragon pattern wrench on his thumb, and after thinking about it in his heart, he commanded in a cold voice: "With the intention of Shangshutai, the second son of Xie Han is the male of the founding county." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Feng Hui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of that fateful thing, his mind that had temporarily relaxed immediately lifted up again.

Feng Hui looked respectful, and said very carefully: "Your Majesty, there is one more thing, yesterday when Shenshi, the crown prince visited the Jingping Marquis Mansion......

Before Feng Hui's words were finished, Emperor Jianyuan flew up and kicked him on the shoulder.

Emperor Jianyuan practiced martial arts all the year round, and the saddle horse was skillful, and he was still able to pull a five-stone black iron bow into a full moon.

This kick, Emperor Jianyuan's anger, contained fifty percent of his strength.

Feng Hui only felt a pain in his shoulder, and half of his body instantly lost consciousness. He leaned and fell to the tiles.

If it weren't for the early years of Emperor Jianyuan's conquest of the world, I am afraid that he would faint immediately at this time.

"Bastard, I said, the matter related to the county lord of Yonghe is the first priority, you dog, why did you report it today!"

Wei Zhao's cold voice couldn't hear joy or anger.

But Feng Hui has been by Emperor Jianyuan's side for a long time, and he knows the emperor's temperament very well, and he knows that His Majesty is extremely angry at the moment.

The pain in the wound on his shoulder twitched and throbbed, Feng Hui gritted his teeth and froze, and answered very carefully, almost as careful as words.

"Back to Your Majesty, the red kite was punished by the county lord, and the people were locked up in the firewood room. Midnight...... In the middle of the night, the message was delivered. ”

When Wei Zhao heard this, his fingers rubbing the mutton fat white jade dragon pattern wrench on his thumb paused, and his thin lips hooked up a cold arc.

A sneer came out of his throat: "What does the prince want to do!" Under the melon field and plums, there is not even an elder in the Jingping Marquis Mansion, the prince went to the night and saw that he had learned all the rules in the dog's stomach! ”

Wei Zhao paused, a chill appeared on his cold eyebrows, and he said slowly: "Could it be that the prince wants to sit and enjoy the blessings of Qi people?" ”

"Your Majesty is angry!" Feng Hui only wanted to plug his ears at this time, and his head knocked the floor tiles of the main hall "bang".

Wei Zhao's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade.

Under this coercion of the emperor, Feng would be oppressively breathless.

In the middle of the night, Feng Hui's ears heard the emperor's undulating voice: "Go down and recuperate." ”

After speaking, Wei Zhao flicked his sleeves and walked out of the main hall.

"Godfather, your old man is okay."

When Emperor Jianyuan left, Feng Hui's other little apprentice, Li Dehai, hurriedly helped Feng Hui up from the floor tiles.

"Oops! Be careful, it's killing me...... "Feng Hui is in his forties, he has just been kicked by the emperor, and now he is at the end of his crossbow. At this moment, he accidentally touched the wound, and immediately bared his teeth in pain.

Thinking of the culprit who injured himself today, Feng Hui sneered "ho": East Palace! The face that always smiles when he sees people is dyed with a hint of cruelty. Throughout the ages, there have been too many princes who have not died well!

……

Wei Zhao returned to the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The palace people served him to change into a dark round neck dragon pattern placket, Wei Zhao came to the desk near the window, the jade tube wolf in his hand sucked up enough ink, and was just about to start writing, only to hear Feng Ying enter the palace and say: "Your Majesty, the prince asks to see." ”

Hearing this, Wei Zhao's sharp eyebrows wrinkled together unconsciously, and he threw the wolf pen in his hand on the desk casually, and commanded lightly: "Xuan." ”

Wei Jin came to the Heart Cultivation Hall with a worried face.

Earlier this morning, on the matter of using troops against Hui Hui, several of Wei Jin's resolutions were rejected by his father, and even the crown prince and young master Gu Jiuheng were angered by the emperor because of this.

Emperor Jianyuan reprimanded Gu Jiuheng for "failing to fulfill his responsibility of teaching and persuading the prince" and fined Gu Jiuheng for half a year.

Wei Jin was reprimanded by Emperor Jianyuan again because of his intercession for his husband. It wasn't until the end of the early dynasty and the emperor left that Wei Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that "there is no father and son in the heavenly family", Wei Jin has a deep understanding of this sentence since the day he sat on the throne of the crown prince.

Thinking of this, when Wei Jin faced the emperor, he had another apprehension. He hurriedly lowered his eyes in disguise, and saluted: "The son knocks on his father, long live his father, long live his father." ”

"Why did the prince come to me?"

The emperor's majestic and indifferent voice came from above Wei Jin's head, making it impossible to distinguish joy and anger.

In front of the heavenly family, first the monarch and the minister, and then the father and son.

Wei Jin's heart froze, and he immediately showed a respectful expression, and asked Emperor Jianyuan for his guilt: "Father, my son has not asked my father for many days, and I feel ashamed, I have come to ask my father for guilt today. ”

Wei Jin's warm voice was a little self-reproachful, and his attitude made people unable to find a trace of fault, but only one son was missing the admiration that a son should have for his father.

Wei Zhao didn't save face for this son in the first half of the morning today.

Since Wei Zhao is not a loving father, he naturally does not need the prince's admiration.

For the filial piety shown by the prince, Wei Zhao's deep ink eyes were full of scrutiny, and he firmly locked every subtle expression on the prince's face.

When he saw the almost invisible apprehension in the prince's eyes, Wei Zhao felt a disappointment in his heart: this son, no matter how much effort he put into it, was still not a qualified prince.

Even...... It's not as good as his stupid birth mother.

Wei Zhao's eyes had a faint hint of tiredness. He sneered inexplicably and said slowly: "The prince has filial piety. ”

The emperor's words of joy and anger came from above his head, Wei Jin's heart tightened, and he opened his mouth to explain: "Erchen ......"

Wei Zhao sneered and interrupted the prince's words.

His handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he said sharply, "I am not old enough to need my son to serve around him all day. ”

Emperor Jianyuan's words, listening to Wei Jin's ears, were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Don't...... Could it be that my father doubted it...... Suspect that you have a disobedient heart?!

Wei Jin's heartstrings trembled, thinking of his father's methods, even the tips of his hair revealed a thick fear.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling and pleading with Emperor Jianyuan: "Father, the son is afraid!" ”

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, and a hint of impatience appeared on his thick black and cold eyebrows: "Why does the prince ask to see me, according to the truth." ”

Wei Zhao's tone paused, and his voice was like ice: "As the crown prince and the second prince of the country, don't learn from those courtiers, and play some twists and turns in front of me, which will lose the demeanor of the prince." ”

Emperor Jianyuan's words are not unimportant.

Wei Jin's heart was filled with bitterness, since he divorced Xie Yanhe, he was often blamed here for Emperor Jianyuan.

In the eyes of his father, he has never had a son of his own.

If you are dissatisfied, you are resentful.

Wei Jin's throat was bitter, and he said in a dumb voice: "Father, my son did something wrong three years ago......

As soon as Wei Jin's words blurted out, he suddenly felt an extremely cold gaze coming from above his head: the forest was incomparably cold and majestic, making him suddenly feel like falling into an ice cave.

Wei Jin's scalp was numb, he bit the tip of his tongue, and forced himself to finish speaking: "Father, the son is ashamed in his heart, and wants to recognize the county lord of Yonghe as his righteous sister to make up for it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp pain came from Wei Jin's right shoulder.

When I looked closely, it turned out that it was a Tianhuang lion paperweight that hit him on the shoulder, and it broke into several pieces on the floor tiles......

The burning pain on his body made Wei Jin snort.

However, what awaited him was the stormy anger of Emperor Jianyuan!

"Brute! Three years ago, you went to the eldest princess's mansion to withdraw from your marriage against my will, and despite the troubles caused by this matter, you hired another Chen family; Now, you want to recognize Yonghe as a righteous sister again, how can you do this, so how can Yonghe deal with himself? Have you ever taken into account half of the royal decency! You prince is shameless, I still have face! ”

Wei Zhao was furious and smashed the prince's paperweight, still feeling unrelieved of his hatred, he shouted: "Feng Ying! ”

Feng Ying hurriedly entered the main hall, Yu Guang glanced at the prince who was kneeling on the ground with his shoulders covered, and hurriedly gathered his mind and replied solemnly: "Your Majesty, the slave is here." ”

Wei Zhao said extremely coldly: "Spread my will, the prince has no king and no father, he is grounded in the East Palace, and he will not be allowed to come out in January." The crown princess Chen went with the same fate. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Feng Ying received the order, bowed to the prince, and said calmly: "His Royal Highness the prince, please." ”

Wei Jin recovered from the sharp pain just now, and he looked at the emperor on the throne in disbelief.

When facing the majestic and cool gaze of Emperor Shangjianyuan, his face couldn't help but show a deep disappointment.

Clearly...... Obviously, he is the son of his father!

A trace of resentment arose in Wei Jin's heart, and this anger burned him to the point of losing his mind.

He said without hesitation: "Father, the son doesn't know what is wrong!" Xie Yanhe is just a courtier, but his son is the prince. The thunder, rain and dew are all Jun'en, and the sons recognize her as a righteous sister, which is already the face of the royal family. ”

It's good that Wei Jin honestly admits his mistakes, he is so untamed, and Emperor Jianyuan is even more disgusted.

"Since you know that the thunder, rain and dew are all Jun'en, don't let me go down!"

The red pen in Wei Zhao's hand was broken in two, and he scolded Feng Ying sharply: "What are you doing in a daze, don't drag the prince down for me!" ”

"Father! Your son is your son! ”

Wei Jin's eyes were red. If you let the guards drag you out of the hall today, I am afraid that tomorrow, your crown prince will become the laughing stock of the whole capital.

Wei Jin looked at the guards in the main hall, his heart couldn't stop being cold, and even the cracks of his bones were tinged with a slight chill.

He sneered, shook off the arm held by Feng Ying, and said indifferently: "Let go, go alone!" ”

In the resplendent inner hall, Wei Jin's back as he turned away revealed a hint of loneliness.

……

After the crown prince retreated, several palace maids quietly cleaned the palace.

Wei Zhao pinched his eyebrows, and lightly ordered Feng Ying: "Pass Gu Jiuheng into the palace." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Feng Ying personally went to the Heart Cultivation Hall to deliver the decree.

Hit and beat, and punish and punish. Most of Wei Zhao's anger dissipated. Although he was annoyed that the prince couldn't figure it out, he knew it in his heart: such a bad idea was probably only thought of by Gu Jiuheng.

What exactly does Gu Jiuheng want to do? Pry the prince to test himself?! He's too bold!

Wei Zhao lifted his lips coldly, it seemed that he was usually too tolerant of Gu Jiuheng, the prince and young master!