The eunuch stepped on the back of the little eunuch's hand with the tip of his shoe, and faintly heard a rattling sound, "Come on, you kid is really blessed, first there is the emperor, then there are seven princes, I want to embarrass you again, it's not mine." ”

"No matter what the master does, it's for my good." The back of the hand was a little red and swollen, which showed that the eunuch used a lot of force.

The eunuch saw that the little eunuch was like this, "Count your acquaintance, go and bring me the osmanthus cake." ”

The little eunuch went to the small kitchen, and the eunuch spat behind his back.

The hall was silent, and neither the emperor nor Zhao Kuo said a word.

Both of them were silently tempting, but in the end, Zhao Kuoxian couldn't bear it, "My son is at fault, I hope my father will punish him." ”

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes, and there was a glimmer of essence in them.

From ancient times to the present, the people who ascended to the throne have been the culmination of the world.

"What's wrong?" The emperor held the teacup, did not drink it in a hurry, and rubbed the pattern on the head.

Zhao Kuo was calm, "Erchen should not buy the arsenal privately, and accept the daughter of the Lu family, if it weren't for her demagoguery, even if it was for the sake of his father's thousand-autumn imperial business, this move would be inappropriate." ”

"Demagogy? If it weren't for your greed, no matter how she was, she wouldn't be able to make any decisions for you, and you dare to say that you didn't know anything? The emperor's face was calm, and he stabbed at the man with only a slight blade.

Zhao Kuo was already ready to deal with the rhetoric, "It's the son's retainer who is not good, and she is fascinated, but the arsenal is also set up for my father, so that you can transfer troops and send generals, recruit troops, and attract more talents, so as to expand your territory and serve you as a dog and horse." ”

It is reasonable, the emperor frowned and slowly stretched, the blood relationship is in the body, and the lineage is inherited, after all, it is easier to believe than outsiders.

"This matter is over, but the case of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu really has nothing to do with you?" The emperor mentioned Wang Ning, and there was a lot of excitement outside, in the final analysis, it was also a clean official.

Without knowing it, the robbers ended their lives, and it was difficult to stop the mouths of the people.

Zhao Kuo took advantage of the situation, "Erchen also heard about it, I thought it was an accident, I didn't want to have a second time, after thinking about it, I felt that it might be inseparable from him." ”

The atmosphere was solemn, and the emperor seemed to be considering the authenticity.

"The regent lives in seclusion, and no one knows his whereabouts, so it makes sense that he operates in secret." Zhao Kuo made persistent efforts.

The emperor pondered, Zhao Yun refused to return to the court, even if he threw an olive branch, he still had many excuses to refuse.

Wang Ning's matter is indeed as Zhao Kuo said, and it cannot be guarded against.

Even if he "invited" Lin Yuan into the palace that day, Zhao Yun was full of anxiety and couldn't be fake, but he didn't know that it was a gimmick?

The emperor's brows were tightly locked, and Zhao Kuo half-bent his knees, "If the father and emperor are relieved, the son is willing to dig three feet into the ground and bring the regent to you for strict interrogation." ”

The emperor knew what Zhao Kuo meant, "Your injury is almost healed, as the crown prince of the current dynasty, you should also do your best for the welfare of the society and the people." ”

The emperor didn't mention the regent, and Zhao Kuo beat a drum in his heart for a while.

"Father, the regent is a big hidden danger, and the son is willing to share your worries and solve the labor on your behalf." Zhao Kuo was sincere and sincere to prove that what he said was true.

The emperor threw the ancient book in his hand to the side, "The regent is your imperial uncle, don't mention it again." ”

Zhao Kuo's face was unwilling, and in order to appease people, the emperor specially restored his original rights in the court.

It's all come to this point, and Zhao Kuo has no other way than to receive the order and thank you.

The Seventh Prince and Zhao Kuo were brothers, nodding to each other, and their faces were passable.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, I hope that the family will be happy, and I can set an example for the people of the world." The emperor made a wishful thinking and handed over the planning plan to the seven princes.

The Seventh Prince looked at Zhao Kuo, "Father, the crown prince is above me, he knows better than me about the scale, so it's better to put my brother first." ”

The emperor was even more happy with the Seventh Prince, not only because he was the son of a favorite concubine, but also because he did things properly and did not worry about himself at all.

"I've made up my mind, you can do it with confidence." The father and son were very happy.

Zhao Kuo's belly slandered the seven princes for being accustomed to pretending to be garlic and knowing how to do what they liked, and their mother and son have always been very important in the harem.

In order to show his generosity and generosity, Zhao Kuo flattered the emperor, "Brother Seventh Emperor, if you don't understand something, I will do my best to help you." ”

Father and son, brother and brother, alternating back and forth, light and dark, intertwined into the splendid scenery of the palace.

The Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet is coming soon, and the lights are shining everywhere, so it's not lively.

The ministers are staggered, and the harem concubines are also vying to toast the emperor, and the whitewashed prosperity is peaceful, nothing more.

The Seventh Prince sat on the table, feeling very bored, so he asked Concubine Min for leave, and wanted to go out to breathe, and after getting permission, he was busy picking and leaving when no one cared.

"This is a very comfortable place." The Seventh Prince lazy waist, cleaned up a little, and sat down on the steps, looking at the moonlight tonight, reflected on the lake.

Zhao Yun came out to sober up and met the Seven Princes unexpectedly, "The grass people knock on the Seven Princes." ”

"How do you know who I am?" The Seventh Prince found it strange that he had never met him.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to the robe worn by the Seventh Prince and the jade wrench that symbolized his identity, "The grass people have heard of it, every prince will be born, and it is said that there are words engraved on it to avoid misunderstandings." ”

The Seventh Prince exempted Zhao Yun from salute and let him sit beside him.

"I didn't think you knew a lot." Just a common person, the Seven Princes didn't pay attention to it, just because his mother had warned him that as long as he saw people, he couldn't throw away all his heart.

Zhao Yun probed, "The grass people not only know this, but also know others. ”

"What else do you know?" The Seven Princes blinked their eyes.

Zhao Yun spoke, "The grass people also know that the Seventh Prince is not happy. ”

The Seventh Prince smiled bitterly, shook his head, and pointed to the bright moon in the sky, very envious.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to pull out a few grasses, wound them back and forth, and weaved them into a lively little grasshopper.

"You gave it to me?" The Seventh Prince stretched out his hand to take it, and he couldn't put it down.

On the occasion of separation, the Seventh Prince and Zhao Yun agreed that the next time there is a banquet in the palace, they must meet again.

Unexpectedly, these were all looked at by Zhao Kuo, who was hiding behind the tree.

The Seventh Prince turned around and returned to the palace, and the palace attendant brought a cup of fruit brew before he fell asleep.

On the morning of the second day, the tragic situation of the Seven Princes shocked the palace maid, and the toiletries in her hands were scattered all over the ground, and she crawled outside, "Dead, go and tell the concubine and the emperor." ”

Concubine Min Guifei went all the way to the bedroom of the Seventh Prince, lifted the white cloth, saw that it was her son, and threw herself up and cried.

"How did you all serve the Seven Princes? Say, Who did this? "Concubine Min wants to avenge her son, but she doesn't know who the murderer is.

The emperor knew, comforted Concubine Min, and promised her that he would give justice to the Seventh Prince.

The news in the palace reached the Zhao Mansion, and when Zhao Yun learned about it, his eyelids jumped suddenly, "It was fine yesterday, but today it will be gone?" ”

The people also gathered in the mansion and talked about the aftermath of the Seven Princes.

Zhao Yun took a pen to repair a book, and asked someone to transfer it to Concubine Min in the palace, and when she saw it, she knew what was going on.

The maid told Lin Yuan about this matter, she was dressed up, standing in front of the bronze mirror, looking left and right, and always felt that something was not good.

"Sister, something big happened in the palace today, and the Seventh Prince died." The maid tidied up the clothes that couldn't be worn for people, thinking that it would be good to give them to others.

Lin Yuan spun around in his head, "Seventh Prince? It was born by the most favored concubine in the palace? ”

The maid brought various colored belts, which Lin Kite chose by herself.

"Yes, I heard that the concubine was about to faint when she cried." White-haired people send black-haired people, the most uncomfortable thing in the world.

Lin Yuan raised his arm and put a simple bun on his hair, "I don't know him, and I can't talk about any friendship, I'm going to buy ingredients." ”

The maid told Lin Yuan to come back early, otherwise Zhao Yun would not be able to make a difference there.

Lin Kite carried a small basket on the street, fresh rape, round winter melon, and lively crucian carp, all of which were very attractive to people's eyes.

"How do you sell this?" Lin Yuan squatted down and picked up a bundle of cabbage, and the boss weighed two catties and asked someone for a penny.

Soon, Lin Kite returned with a full load.

There were more people on the road, and the forest kite dodged left and right, and came out of the crowd like a smooth loach.

"Bold, dare to ram my wife." A sudden sentence caught Lin Kite a little off guard.

Lin Yuan was very unconvinced, "I didn't mean to, not to mention that you broke up my vegetable basket." ”

"I see that we are very close to each other, go to the teahouse and sit down?" The attendant wanted to teach her a lesson, but Concubine Min raised her hand to stop her.

Concubine Min's face was very bad, and Lin Yuan was very concerned.

Lin Yuan left first, and Concubine Min had a little more affection for her.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Yuan was about to enter the Zhao Mansion, she accidentally found that Concubine Min was one step ahead of her, and she had some idea of Zhao Yun's identity.

Bihong stepped forward to Lin Kite, "Miss Lin, that young woman still looks charming, you have to be careful." ”

"This is a matter between me and Zhao Yun, it has nothing to do with you, you have crossed the rules." Lin Kite poked her eyebrows and asked the others to slap their mouths.

In the study, Concubine Min sat opposite Zhao Yun and told her that everything was done by Zhao Kuo.

"Hongu believes in you." Concubine Min put down this sentence, that is, she took back the things that the Seventh Prince had given to Zhao Yun again, turned around and hurried back to the palace compound.

Concubine Min left the Zhao Mansion, and Lin Yuan saw it in her eyes.

Bihong covered her reddened cheeks, hating Lin Yuan, and it happened that Zhao Yun came out of it, "Childe, the slave doesn't know which sentence is wrong, Miss Lin actually wants to poison the slave and the maid." ”

"Why?" Zhao Yun rarely asked Bihong.

Bihong thought that there was a play to punish Lin Yuan by Zhao Yun's hand, and added fuel and vinegar to tell both the matter of Fang Caimin's concubine and Lin Yuan's attitude, "Please ask the son to be the master of the slave." ”

"Then slap fifty more." Zhao Yun left the red sight with his hands behind his back, and the sound of popping resounded in the courtyard.