On the fifth day, this day is the day of the pilgrimage.

The gate of the imperial city is wide open, hundreds of officials enter the city from the side gate, the east is not clear, and the candle flame is lined up as a long snake, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The chill of the night has not yet dissipated, and the stars in the sky are still twinkling.

"There's a big star in the south that suddenly appears......"

When the great Confucian in the world, Shen Zheng, a member of the ministry, raised his head, looked at the night sky from afar, and let out a sigh.

"Zi is silent, strange and confused. ”

Beside Shen Zheng, Yu Wen glanced at the sky coldly, and then turned his face: "Although Qin Tianjian Sijing is a wild man from the extreme north, he has never been able to divination, and the Ten Dragons have finally appeared, so we should make plans as soon as possible." ”

"What are you going to do?" Shen Zheng showed a smile, "The prince is the eldest and deserves a big position, one more dragon, one less dragon, but it's just a joke in the countryside." ”

"The prince grew up in the deep palace, surrounded by demons, far virtuous ministers, close to traitors, not the image of the master, you are both upright, good at learning, but you are never allowed to be reused in front of the prince, I am afraid that the ...... will be different"

"What are you afraid of?"

Shen Zheng and Yu Wen have been friends for many years, and they have the same heart, and he looked at this old friend who was completely different from himself, and showed a meaningful smile.

"My Confucianism has been working hard for two thousand years, and finally I am alone, and the demon clan is foreign, and I want to use me to value me, thinking about shamanic witchcraft, sacrificing people, violating heaven and harmony, and losing the hearts of the people, but I am also among the courts, hum!" Yu Wen's face flushed and disappeared, obviously angry, "My Confucianism must be the only one, in the line, for this I do not hesitate to waste the long and young." ”

Yu Wen's last few words didn't come out loud, but Shen Zheng—in the middle of the lines—heard them clearly.

"I have drifted apart from you, but my heart has not changed. ”

"I know. ”

Yu Wen smiled and walked into the crowd.

It's time for the pilgrimage.

......

"Today's discussion, there is a reward in the south of the Yangtze River, there is little income from waste farming, and the people are dissatisfied, what should we do. ”

A eunuch shouted in the hall with a long tail note, and the sound echoed through the hall.

"When you are a disobsessor, you should be in charge of abolishing the south of the Yangtze River, and you will be able to waste farming, and riding and shooting is my foundation, how can you ignore it!"

Shen Zheng looked at the young demon who couldn't wait to scream, and sighed silently in his heart, every time it was like this, he could always make a choice and make a voice at the first time, this is the current Fifth Prince Yuan Lu, but unfortunately, the price is that he will never think.

But at a time like this, not being able to think is not a disadvantage, after all, everyone involved in the game does not think.

"It is not surprising that the water and soil in the south are difficult to produce pasture, and the income is small, but the people's dissatisfaction is indeed a dereliction of duty. ”

This time it's the abolished prince, the eldest prince Yuanhei, who will always be the second to speak, and always say the opposite to the first person who speaks.

For everyone in this court, his carefully disguised intentions are clear at a glance, what the fifth prince wants to say is to abolish Yuan Jian, the head of Xingyuan who does not support anyone, and what the eldest prince wants to abolish is Lu Qian, the head of the civil affairs of Xingyuan, a staunch princeling.

Shen Zheng let out a sneer in his heart, this is the royal game, the farce that must be staged every time there is a court meeting, he doesn't like it, but he doesn't hate it, but every time he thinks that this game will last for a long time, Shen Xingzhong will feel bored.

"What the eldest brother said is wrong," the person who spoke was Yuan Lan, the seventh prince, "It is a national policy to waste farming for pasture, how can it be ignored, as for the folk discussions, it is not a matter of concern, the small people do not know state affairs, and they are shouting, just kill it, and it is not necessary to abolish the main thing for this." ”

Then there is the eighth prince Yuan Zi, the servant of the Ministry who works for the six princes, the third prince, all the princes will come again, even if anyone doesn't want to talk, the referee of this game will not allow it.

Everyone doesn't care what they're discussing, they don't care about it at all, they just care who they should oppose.

With every court meeting, such a thing would be repeated, and Shen Zheng felt that he might never be able to understand the thoughts of the Golden Bloodline, in his opinion, such confusion was meaningless, and it had already affected the authority of the emperor.

But Yuen Long – the emperor himself did not think so.

He sat on the throne and watched his sons quarrel in the palace, and was very satisfied with the situation he had painstakingly created.

There is nothing better than this, for the demons, for the golden bloodline, the heir must be a warrior who is strong and knows his strength well, and wants to show it all the time.

From this point of view, the crown prince and the fourth prince who had not yet joined the quarrel were not very satisfactory to the emperor, and as for the ninth prince Yuan Chi, Yuen Long knew that his favorite young son had never lacked the heart of a warrior, he was just too young.

"Prince, what do you think?" For Yuan Bai, the second prince, and the current heir, the emperor's requirements are always stricter, "You are familiar with Lu Qian. ”

Then the prince began to slowly utter a bunch of nonsense.

Whenever this happens, Shen Zheng's heart will be full of despair.

He felt that he would never understand why this demon who had grown up with the demon didn't learn the direct way of speaking of the demon race, but instead spoke weakly like a Confucian child.

Remembering that Yuan Bai was actually not influenced much by Confucianism at all, Shen Zheng's despair was even deeper.

Sure enough, the emperor once again expressed his dissatisfaction with the crown prince, and then he ordered the fourth prince, Yuan Huang.

"The edict reprimands the principal, and vigorously implements the matter of abandoning farming for herdsmen, and those who have arguing in vain will be punished according to the conspiracy. ”

This is Yuan Huang's answer, as Shen Zheng expected. Originally, when he heard that the Mo family had thrown themselves into the Fourth Prince, Shen Zheng had been wary of this prince who had no merits at all, but now it seems that he is too mediocre.

This man will never oppose anyone, but will only judge the matter, which is the most dangerous and safest, and the same is true for others—because he will not participate in the fight, there is no flaw to be caught, but because of this, there is no threat at all.

In the end, the emperor chose the suggestion of the four princes.

No one is surprised, is there any other option?

No matter what you choose, it means that someone wins, someone loses, and the emperor cannot be used by his son, so he can never make a choice.

For a moment, Shen Zheng began to feel that this man who owned the world was actually powerless.

Of course, that's an illusion.

Everyone was happy to see that this boring farce was finally over, and they knew that what was next was what really mattered.

"Today's discussion, the Qintian Supervisor has a report, and a dragon is born, what should I do. ”

A dead silence enveloped the hall.

There was some kind of eerie atmosphere in the air, and everyone seemed to want to say something, but everyone remained silent.

That's what really matters, and no one wants to make mistakes.