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"What! The prince was actually suppressed by the king of Huajun and took the initiative to give way, and he had no power to fight back! ”

After the early dynasty, Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan and Taishi Hong Xuanji were talking about the strategy of governing the country, and after hearing the report of the shadow guard, the two were greatly surprised.

"Your Majesty, Weichen did not teach the slaves in the mansion well, and asked for a penalty for a year and donated to the disaster area, but the king of Huajun was the younger brother and encouraged his lips and tongue to ridicule his brother and prince, without any respect and etiquette, and lost the royal system, obviously bewitched by the demon girl, in the eyes of the minister, the king of Huajun should be sent to the Zongren Mansion to be circled, Tang Zichen immediately locked it and put it into the prison, and the minister will let this woman know the means of my heavenly kingdom!"

Hong Xuanji bowed down and said when he heard this, his words were meticulous, and he showed the bearing of a master of science on the grounds of his status as a young and elder.

He didn't have a good impression of the original King Huajun and Tang Zichen, but now it involves the competition between the princes, as the saying goes: "The elder does not stand the young, and the heir does not pass on the concubine", he had to play it right again.

"You go down first." Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan waved his hand, and the shadow guard bowed and retreated three steps, and then disappeared into the upper study with a single leap.

"Xuanji, you and I have been working together for more than 20 years." Yang Pan looked up and asked.

"Your Majesty, it's been twenty years, two months and fifteen days." Hong Xuanji's face has an eternal demeanor, which makes people feel like a prison and a sea, and there is a temperament of "mastery" on his body, even Emperor Yang Pan of Daqian can't hide his domineering that the gods of heaven and earth are mastering.

However, the temperament of this monarch and a minister is not conflicting, but a tacit agreement, Emperor Qiandi is like a way that has no life and no destruction, and Hong Xuanji seems to be the god king of the heavens and the gods of the gods who control the operation of the rules of the avenue and do not allow people to destroy it at will.

As long as it is a real master, seeing the temperament of this monarch and a minister, it seems to be the most harmonious and mutually trusting pair of monarchs and ministers in history.

"The children of the Hongfu are strictly taught, and there must be no more people who do not understand the etiquette of respect and humility. The matter of Yang Hua and Yang Yuan...... You will later reprimand the prince in my tone, let him be broad-minded, take a long-term view, and don't do things like rat belly and chicken intestines, as for Yang Hua......"

Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan walked back and forth a few steps with his hands in his hand, and said: "I Qiangang is arbitrary, and I will be crowned as the prince of Yang Hua, and then let him take charge of the military department, and hand over the military power of the 'Dragon Emperor Battalion' in the Imperial Forest Army to him, and let him suppress bandits thousands of miles away from Fangyuan in Yujing City!" ”

"Yes!" Hong Xuanji's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, and he didn't ask the reason, so he bowed down and retreated, and went directly to the order.

At the same time, the story of the dispute between the king of Huajun and the crown prince Yang Yuan in the overpass grocery store also spread.

As soon as the news came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves!

In an instant, the princes and nobles, the children of the clan, and the civil and military officials all knew.

"King Huajun is too bold, as soon as he returned to Beijing, he openly sarcastically mocked the prince!"

"Yang Hua's temperament has changed greatly since the death of Hua Guiren, and he has become cautious in his words and deeds, but why is he so crazy now?"

"Could it be that the two princes had another conflict?"

Everyone talked about it and connected it privately, but no one questioned the truth of this statement.

Because Yang Yuangui is the crown prince, once he travels, he will naturally be followed by many secret agents, every word and deed, and even every action will be recorded by someone with a heart, and transmitted to the master as information, which will be analyzed to cope with all changes, and all civil and military officials will be like this.

The reason why this is so is the issue of the emperor's throne and standing in line, all dynasties, once it comes to the emperor's throne, it will be bloody, no one wants to be raided and exterminated, and one more step will naturally reduce a crisis.

At this moment, even the Marquis of Wuwen Mansion got the news.

"What! You repeat! ”

Just after breakfast, Mrs. Zhao, who was chatting with her sister, suddenly stood up when she heard this.

"Zhao Han somehow collided with the king of Huajun, and was finally secretly executed by the prince's people, and now the news is flying all over the sky, the princes and nobles, civil and military officials know about it, and the prince and the king of Huajun......" The servant hurriedly said.

"Not good! Big things are not good! Even if Zhao Han is killed, it will offend the prince and the prince, no matter how big the brother-in-law is, he can't stop the prince's anger, in case they come together, what can I do? Sister, you must find a way to save your sister......"

Zhao Fu's sister is a noble lady wearing silk and satin, her face turned pale with fright after hearing it, Zhao Han was the person she brought, and now she offended the prince and a county king, and then she came to find the source, who can save her, and immediately fell to the ground, crying and pleading, without the appearance of a nobleman at all.

Mrs. Zhao was also confused when she heard this, and walked around in a hurry, and after a while, she seemed to think of something, and pulled her sister up immediately.

"Sister, don't be surprised, your brother-in-law is the prince Taibao, but the prince's master, there must be no problem with him to lobby, as for the king of Huajun, there is no need to worry at all, this person and his mother have been squeezed out by Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan and the queen since childhood, and there is no connection in the court. Hum! Good sister, I can't hide it, even if he doesn't come to us, I will kill his majesty! ”

"What? Sister, that is a great sin committed below, brother-in-law is a master of science, and he pays the most attention to the etiquette of respect and humility, if he knows...... noble woman hurriedly persuaded.

Mrs. Zhao smiled slightly, and said with a disdainful expression: "King Huajun is just an outdated county king, in name only, the reason why I want to deal with him is to establish the prestige of our Hou Mansion, and second, to leave a good impression on the prince, you must know that your brother-in-law supports the prince!" ”

"But even so, that Yang Hua is also a county king, if he is really angry, once he is in front of the emperor, wouldn't it be ......" The noble lady persuaded again.

Since ancient times, the prestige of the royal family has long been deeply rooted in the bones of all the people in the world, even if a person is crazy, he will not dare to openly fight against the royal family, of course, there is a first-person Oneiroi machine is not among them.

"Don't worry! Naturally, I wouldn't be stupid to attack a county king, I heard that Yang Hua has a strange woman under him, and your brother-in-law seems to be lustful...... cough, if you are caught in the house as a concubine, then hehe......"

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were cold, stroking a big white cat in her hand, but the cat was trembling, as if she felt the viciousness in Zhao Fu's body.

The noble lady was not afraid when she heard this, and said clearly: "At that time, the prestige of King Huajun will be worthless, and from then on, it will be sluggish, and by the way, it can also win the favor of the prince, my sister's plan is really high!" ”

"Exactly! Haha......"

Zhengyang Street, located in the south of Yujing City, stands opposite to the Imperial Palace.

This place is the place where the prince of the whole Yujing City and the king of the county live, it is more than ten miles long, the shade of trees everywhere, the small bridge of flowing water, and the street are paved with huge bluestone slabs, which are clean and spotless.

The prince, the king of the county, there is a pair of three or four people high bright yellow lacquer stone carved dragon at the gate of every house, the vermilion gate, shining copper nails, copper rings, and the door stands brightly dressed, full of neutrality, and sharp eyes of the slaves.

At this moment, it is noon, after the early morning shopping time, no one walks quietly on Zhengyang Street, only rows of guards like wooden stakes, but at the end of the street there is a small courtyard, which is extremely unique.

This is also a royal mansion, but the area that extends backwards is only about ten miles, and those palaces that are often dozens of miles are not comparable at all, in front of the door, there is a large paulownia tree crown stretched out from the house, and fell down to cover half of the portal, the ground in front of the door is densely covered with paulownia leaves, and there are moss on the corner of the wall, it seems that it has not been cleaned for a long time.

If it weren't for the eye-catching four gold lacquer characters written on the plaque in front of the door, and the scene of falling leaves on the ground, what is the difference between this village and the empty house!

"Huajun Palace!"

Four golden characters, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the combination of rigidity and softness, the agility is extraordinary, like a living dragon leaping and on the plaque, obviously these words are from the hands of famous artists.

Moreover, the plaque is as clean as new, as if it has just been replaced, and it is dazzling in the sunlight, which makes it impossible to look at it directly.

This mansion is Yang Hua's courtyard in Beijing, and it is also Ji An's current temporary residence.

Because the predecessor Huajun Wang was fighting outside all the year round and didn't want to be disturbed, the original maids and servants in the palace were all dismissed, and no one cleaned and cared for them on weekdays, and the whole palace looked very desolate.

But the scene in the palace is another situation, Huajun Wangfu does not have the ordinary aristocratic nine-curved corridor, rockery forests, pavilions and other elegant buildings, but the terrain is open, all the same color of neat houses, bluestone paving, fallen leaves cover, simple and desolate.

The east side of the palace is the martial arts training ground, the south side is the main house, the west side is the place where the slaves live, the north is the water well lake, and the vermilion hollow wall is built in the middle.

At this moment, the breeze is slow, the fallen leaves are moving, next to a small artificial lake in the north of the house, Ji An takes the stone as the seat, holds the fishing rod, and the hat on his head, quietly looks at the turquoise lake, and his expression is very serious.

There was a fairy in white sitting beside him, with black hair like a waterfall, her face was stunning, and her ten green jade fingers were busy on the table, and when the dragonfly was dotting the water, a cup of amber spiritual tea was brewed out, exuding a faint fragrance, which was extremely attractive.

The green water is leisurely, fishing quietly, accompanied by stunning colors, and the fragrance of tea is pleasant.

This scene seems to be a quiet picture, imprinted in the depths of Ji An and Tang Zichen's hearts, and can never be forgotten.

"Husband, do you have a harvest?" Tang Zichenyu moved his hand lightly and handed over a cup of spiritual tea.

Ji An replaced the wine with tea, touched it lightly with the stunning beauty, took a sip of it, and said leisurely: "There are no fish in the water, where is the harvest, but I am fishing for people......"

"Angler?" Tang Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Doesn't it mean that the princes and nobles, the children of the clan, and the civil and military officials will be afraid of your guts?" Why do you still want to fish people? ”

"Having said that, there are people who dare to risk the world! I have felt a lot of evil thoughts coming together......"