To say that Midnight really doesn't know anything?

How can it be?

As soon as he arrived at the Imperial Palace, as soon as he heard that Zhao Liangdi was sick, he had already guessed King Ping's thoughts.

It's false to say that there is no discomfort in my heart, but if it is strange...

It's not nothing, but it's understandable.

King Ping has no ill will towards him, it is not an exaggeration to say that he loves him like a younger brother, and even sometimes, he has more than King Yi in favor of himself.

It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone has selfish intentions, and it is not wrong to attach importance to family affection.

It's not to calculate yourself, you can distinguish right from wrong at midnight.

"Nineteenth brother, I'm sorry." King Ping solemnly bowed deeply to Midnight, he didn't want to lose Midnight's younger brother, he had to admit his mistakes, and he wouldn't do it again.

Midnight's little diaphragm in his heart disappeared because of King Ping's apology, and he waved his hand indifferently: "Between our brothers, what is there to be sorry for, is it possible that the second brother can still harm me?" ”

Forgive, but there should be a reminder that cannot be without, some things, once can, he will not allow a second time.

"The second brother will lose his life, and he won't let anyone hurt you at all!" King Ping solemnly swore an oath.

Midnight showed eight teeth and smiled: "Second brother, where are you alive and dead between the two of us?" ”

In the eyes of the people of the world, they are a gang, and if they want to live, they will live together, and if they want to die, they will die together.

King Ping nodded, and returned to his gentleman Ruyu: "The prince can't make this plan, he will definitely come up with another plan, and now you and I are all thorns in his eyes."

He has taken the opportunity to insert a few people's hands in the household department of this king, and there are also his people in the ministry, and the military department is the Nine Emperor Uncle in charge, and it is not easy for him to start, this king suspects that your criminal department is not clean, and he should not let go of the four temples. ”

In the past, King Ping would not have said these things so clearly, and he directly pointed out the prince, sometimes don't be stingy with this little straightforward title, this is already a blatant enemy.

It seems that this time the grounding has hit him hard, and he has become a struggle for power, rather than self-preservation as in the past.

"Dali Temple is in his hands, and there have always been his people in the five departments and four temples. He'd endured it long enough, and he was suspicious. ”

"What do you mean..? The person he planted this time was the Mist? ”

"It's entirely possible, if you use this time to install people, it will be too obvious, and it will be too easy to attract the emperor's attention. But what if the people who were inserted this time were used to keep the people in front of them? ”

After the doubts flashed on King Ping's face, he was clear: "It is reasonable, the people who have been buried everywhere may not have attracted suspicion, the prince is using this matter to attract everyone's attention and retain the original ones?" ”

"It's just a possibility, maybe the prince just made us think like this." This is the human heart.

"Then let's see if he's the better guy, or if it's us..." The latter words were not said by King Ping, but the face that smiled unusually gently made today's temperature drop a lot.

Indeed, sometimes, knowing that those people have problems, but they can't move, and they are also aggrieved if they want to.

But not being able to move does not mean that these people cannot be allowed to help themselves, sometimes the truth is false, the real is false, and the real is false, who can tell?

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The old man of the Wang family, who had been in retreat for nearly half a year, finally came out.

It's just that for the Wang family, it's better not to go out of the customs.

Originally, the old man who was Jianxun, although he didn't look much different when he went out of the customs, although he didn't get to the point of being supported by someone, as long as he had long eyes, he could see that his spirit was not half a little worse.

"Ancestor, you're finally out of the customs." Zhengguo Gong will greet him respectfully.

"Hmm."

The ancestor of the Wang family still did the same, but glanced at Zhengguo Gong lightly, and then walked forward: "What happened during the old man's retreat? ”

The corner of Zhengguogong's eyes twitched, there was an old man by the ancestor's side, how could the ancestor not know about the things outside?

However, he still reported the recent events to the ancestor of the Wang family, and when he basically finished speaking, they had already arrived in the small courtyard where the ancestor of the Wang family lived.

"You mean, King Xian is sick?"

"Yes, this time the illness seems to be not light, and I have been recuperating in the house for more than ten days, and I had to rely on someone to support me yesterday. The emperor ordered the court to personally go to check the pulse, and the court confirmed that his body was too seriously deficient due to detoxification. ”

The ancestor of the Wang family sat down and was silent for a long time, his wrinkled face was calm, so that people couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Zhengguo Gong stood on the side and waited silently, no matter what the current situation of the ancestor is, he is the pillar of the Wang family, as long as he is there, anyone, including the emperor, has to have some scruples about the Wang family.

After a long time, the sweat on the back of Zhengguo Gong was already soaking through his clothes, and the ancestor of the Wang family finally spoke: "Find out if King Xian is really seriously ill." ”

？？？

That's the person who has been buried in the Xianwang Mansion for more than ten years, and he wants to move him just to check this?

But Zhengguo Gong did not dare to disobey: "Yes." ”

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In the vegetable garden in the corner of the backyard of King Xian's mansion, heheda, yes, it's really a vegetable garden.

The Xianwang Mansion is large, and there is a large garden and a small garden in the backyard pattern, and there are small gardens in the princess's main courtyard and the side courtyards of the concubines on both sides, which means that there is a lot of vacant land.

But these places that should have been planted with flowers and forests for people to watch, since midnight officially moved in, except for the outer yard, all the large open spaces in the backyard have been changed to tea gardens, anyway, his backyard is empty, and no one appreciates the flowers, so it is better to use it to make something practical.

In the words of Midnight himself - no waste!

One does not waste the land, the other does not waste people, the vegetables grown can not only be for nearly 100 people in the house, but the excess can also be taken out and sold, more cost-effective trading!

In the big vegetable garden near the main courtyard, Gaze walked over and handed the vegetable basket in his hand to the honest man who was sprinkling water: "Uncle Wei, pick a few red fruits and pick some cabbage, you want to be tender, the prince has a bad appetite today." ”

"Hey, this year's red fruits are growing well, so they are guaranteed to be sweet." Uncle Wei took it with a smile and turned around and immediately picked it up.

Red fruits look like tomatoes and taste the same, perhaps because the world is different, they are different from tomatoes when planted and ripened, and they are the only dish that grows in winter, but they can also be eaten as fruit like tomatoes.

Uncle Wei went to the red fruit area to pick nearly half a basket, and on the way back, he happened to pass by the cabbage field, picked a few cabbages, and put all the skins into the basket.

When handing the basket back to Yu Jia'er, he asked as if unintentionally: "Are the prince and his body still well?" Why do you still have a bad appetite? ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't." Gaze picked up the basket and left.

Uncle Wei looked at the staring back with disdain, and picked up the water again to sprinkle the water.

His disdainful voice was not deliberately lowered, and he stared at his footsteps after walking a short distance.