King Zhao died, shocking the whole Shangbiao, the unfortunate news finally reached the people, most of the people in the city felt sorry for King Zhao, and the people who had received the favor of King Zhao even wept bitterly, and did not hesitate to stay outside the palace to wear linen and filial piety for him.

Of course, not everyone is sad.

Human nature is selfish, and in the face of interests, those who block their interests will only get in the way when they live, and death is the best choice.

King Zhao, a shining star that shimmers with the light of justice, has blocked the way of many people, so when those who have suffered under him learn of his death, not only are they not sad, but they are happy for his death.

Maybe this is the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the sophistication of joy and sorrow is easy to see.

On such a 'special' day, the two places in Shangyang City were almost stepped on the threshold.

There are many guests coming and going in the Zhaowang Mansion, and the mourning hall is raised, although there is no funeral yet, but the guests who have come to mourn after getting the news have come to mourn one after another.

The prince still did not appear in front of everyone, and Concubine Shen was too sad to handle the funeral, so the maid helped her back to the room to rest.

The hardest person is the palace housekeeper, who originally brought someone to invite the princess back to preside over the big event in the morning, and when she saw the princess tell her the bad news of the princess, she never thought that the princess couldn't accept it for a while and fainted on the spot. The princess fainted and frightened them, and hurriedly arranged the princess, and sent someone to find the doctor, which delayed a lot of time.

There are still many things in the palace that he needs to do, and the housekeeper can only come back first, until he comes back, the princess has not woken up, and when he returns to the palace, the housekeeper keeps managing everything in the palace.

Another place that has been leveled is the Protector General's Palace.

The council hall was full of people, with straight waists, eyes not squinting, and a solemn atmosphere.

In the lobby, there are only small maids who come to deliver tea, and occasionally make some movements, which cause them to look at them dissatisfied, feel those unkind eyes, and let the little maid quickly serve the tea, and after doing a moment, they dare not stay longer and leave the hall that does not dare to breathe.

As the news of King Zhao's death spread, the court suddenly exploded.

The party struggle has never stopped, and the so-called party struggle is nothing more than a choice between His Royal Highness and the crown prince!

King Zhao took the golden mean, pursued the orders of the emperor, never participated in the party struggle of the juniors, and firmly occupied a place in the court, just because he held the edict of the first emperor in his hand.

The crown prince is weak, and most of the ministers in the court are close to His Royal Highness, and if it were not for the edict of the first emperor to 'never abolish the prince', the crown prince would have almost no advantage in inheriting the prince.

And this edict of 'never abolishing the reserve' has always been in the hands of King Zhao!

King Zhao pursued the last orders of the first emperor, although he never directly participated in the struggle for the prince, but his position has always been towering, and it is precisely because of his existence that no one dares to touch the crown prince in the slightest.

Now as the only backer of the crown prince, King Zhao is dead, the situation has become delicate, and the courtiers who have struggled between the two highnesses are suddenly facing a one-sided situation, if it weren't for the fact that King Zhao's Mansion is in the funeral period, the place that will level the threshold is probably the mansion of His Royal Highness!

Most of the visitors to the General's Mansion are the forces of Nian's family in the court, to be precise, they are Nian Zhenggang's henchmen!

They only recognize Nian Zhenggang as the master, and they will go wherever the general tells them to go, even if the general asks them to assist the prince, they still do not hesitate to smear the prince's liver and brains.

Of course, assisting the crown prince, that can't happen!

King Zhao died suddenly, and they were caught off guard, their original plan was disrupted, and they panicked for a while, not knowing what to do next, so they came to the general's mansion to find the general to get an idea.

After waiting for a while, they never saw the general, and no matter how calm they were, they were inevitably a little anxious.

"Why hasn't the general come out yet? The lowly duty should report the situation over there to the general. ”

"The general is busy with military affairs, so I can see him if I want to."

"yes, wait!"

"King Zhao passed away suddenly, and the general is probably also worried about this matter, how can the military salaries put into the winter under the stone city be allocated by him, and now, others have gone, I am afraid that this matter will have to be delayed for a while."

Speaking of the situation on the other side of Shicheng, everyone was silent, looked at each other, looked solemn, and was silent.

In the general's mansion, a school field dedicated to martial arts training was built, the field was open, the weapon racks were lined up in a circle, knives, guns, sticks, sticks, and swords, which can be described as eighteen kinds of weapons.

Nian Zhenggang was a martial artist all his life, and when he was young, he led his troops to gallop across the field, and he was used to seeing the screams of swords and guns, and he practiced the ability to kill one person in ten steps.

He defines himself as a lifelong military general, even if he is not in the military camp now, he is idle at home, in terms of martial arts, he does not dare to relax at any time, and he must practice every day.

Now, in the center of the school field, a sturdy figure is flying, the spear in his hand is full of wind, and a set of difficult marksmanship has been practiced countless times, and it is like a dragon in his hands.

The onlookers on the sidelines, looking at the people practicing in the center of the school with admiration on their faces, applauded his exquisite marksmanship.

Nian Zheng had just finished practicing a set of marksmanship heartily, and the little soldier who was in charge of sorting out the weapons in the school field stepped forward to take the spear in his hand, retreated to the side, and put the spear back on the rack.

The girl who had been applauding him hurriedly took the towel in the maid's hand, happily delivered the towel to him, looked at him with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you are so powerful, the broken dragon spear seems to fly in your hand, and you are dazzled by it." ”

Nian Zhenggang wiped away the sweat with a towel, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is old, if you are a little younger, don't say that the broken dragon spear is not a problem, even if it is a double knife array, grandpa can play it for you." ”

It's not going to work now, a set of broken dragon guns is down, I feel tired, my physical strength is not as good as before, my sideburns are slightly frosty, and I can't accept it all the time!

"Grandpa is not old!" Nian Qingqing puffed up a pretty face, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is the most capable person, he can lead soldiers to fight, his martial arts are still very powerful, and he can kill bad guys...... In Qingqing's heart, grandpa is the best. ”

Her words caused a burst of laughter, Nian Zhenggang touched her granddaughter's head, and said dotingly: "Your mouth is just talking, yes, grandpa didn't hurt you in vain." ”

Nian Qingqing blinked her big eyes, looked at her laughing grandfather, and felt happy in her heart.

Just now she saw her grandfather looking at her hair a little unhappy, in fact, she was very worried about him, she couldn't see her grandfather, who had always been lively, showing such a fragile expression.

"Qingqing should be hungry with grandpa in the morning, go back and ask your mother to cook you something delicious. Grandpa can't take you to play now if he has something, will you come to see grandpa practice next time? ”

Nian Qingqing's little loss, staring at her toes, her little face became a bitter gourd face, and she said in a low voice: "Oh, grandpa is going to be busy with your business, Qingqing still wants to stay here for a while." ”

Seeing that the little girl's mood was wrong, Nian Zhenggang shook his head and said with a kind face: "Are you having trouble with your mother again?" You, every time you make a fuss with your mother, you have this expression. ”

"It's her who is not good, I want to go to see Brother Han, she always doesn't allow me to go, grandpa, why don't you let me see Brother Han?"

Nian Qingqing was listless, "I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

Mo Han!

Nian Zheng just saw his granddaughter looking sullen, and he was very emotional, his little girl has grown up now and has a sweetheart.

Alas, it's really cheap Mo family kid!

"Mo Han is in trouble at home now, you can't see him, wait for a few days to pass, grandpa will take you to see him."

Nian Qingqing said in surprise: "Did Brother Han have an accident?" Do you want me to help him? No, I can't help him, grandpa, can you help him? ”

"Okay, look at you, you're in a hurry, they all say that the girl is not staying, look at your current appearance, grandpa really believes it."

"Grandpa hates it the most." Nian Qingqing bit her lip, stomped her feet, and ran away shyly.

"Hahahaha......"

Among the many children and grandchildren, most of them respect him, fear him, fear him, only the second child's doll does not scare him, like an ordinary person's baby close to his grandfather.

Because of this, he also enjoyed the old age of his grandson, and his life had already changed him, and in those countless cold years, the little girl was a rare warmth.

The little girl had already walked away, and Nian Zheng had just collected her kindness, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards the conference hall.