Chapter 6: Red Makeup (9)

"This ......"

"Your Majesty......?"

thought that Guo Wei might refuse, but Wang Jun and others never expected that Guo Wei would say such a compassionate and righteous word. Suddenly, many of the words that had been prepared in his stomach in advance did not have the courage to say them again, and they were all embarrassed.

In terms of age, Guo Wei is not the longest among everyone. In terms of power, no one can be greater than the emperor. However, since Guo Wei was successfully supported to ascend the throne, almost every one of them has carried three or four concubines to their families, and all of them feel that they are heroes and beauties, complementing each other. But no one has ever thought that when the gray-haired hero dies, how will the young beauty deal with herself?

was embarrassed, but Guo Wei sighed and said in a low voice: "I have received the wishes of a few of you." It's nothing more than that Guo Mou's bloodshed should not fall into the hands of foreign surnames. Today, Guo will give everyone an understanding word. First of all, Jungui is the nephew of the Chai family, not a foreign surname. Secondly, even if God has mercy on me in the future, so that I really have descendants, the prince will always be the prince, and he will never be allowed to change! What will be the result of the lord and the young minister, several of you have experienced it yourself. It really shouldn't, and there's no need, to go through it a second time. Feng Shumi, your first scholar in the world. Come here, write down my words today, and spread them to the world. I have only one prince in this life, and that is Guo Rong. From now on, if anyone rises and abolishes the word of establishment, I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

The voice fell, and there was a loud sound. Wang Jun, Wang Yin and the others were suddenly frightened and turned pale, and they didn't know how to deal with it! And Feng Dao, who had been timid all his life, suddenly stepped forward half a step forward and reached the ground with a long sway, "Minister, the privy deputy envoy Feng Dao obeys the order! Minister, Feng Dao, the deputy privy envoy of the Great Zhou, for the common people of the world, thank Your Majesty for his benevolence!"

"Feng Kedao?" "Privy envoy Wang Jun didn't have the courage to go directly to Guo Weihu's beard, but he had enough courage to threaten any of his colleagues. He immediately turned his head and glared angrily at Feng Dao.

Once again, what everyone never expected was that Feng Dao, an old man of Changle who had been timid all his life, suddenly became brave today. Without looking at Wang Jun, he raised a glass cup with one hand and announced loudly. The old minister swore that he would rather be crushed to pieces than spread His Majesty's words today to the world. If there is a disobedience, may it be so!"

After that, he threw the glass cup to the ground with all his might, and suddenly fell to pieces!

"Whoa!" a crisp sound broke the noise in the lobby, and in an instant, attracted all eyes.

"Today it was very early, and the old minister went back to write. Your Majesty, colleagues, see you in the morning in the future!" Feng Dao, the old man of Changle, who has been ordinary and exquisite, and has pursued "spitting on his own face" all his life, walked out with his head held high and strode out as if he had changed his head.

"Good! good!" Immediately, Emperor Guo Wei laughed and stroked his palms, and then raised his wine cup high, "Changle Gong, I have known you for so many years, but today, I feel that you live like a man!

"Drink Sheng, congratulations for Your Majesty, congratulations for Da Zhou!" Zheng Renzhi immediately laughed and raised his lamp, echoing Guo Wei from afar.

"Drink, drink!" Fan Qian, Wang Pu glanced at each other, and hurriedly raised the wine cup to the top of his head.

"Drink Sheng! Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Drink Sheng! for Da Zhou!"

Most of the guests in the room didn't know what had just happened, and they all got up and swallowed the siphon.

"Drink, drink!" Wang Jun, the initiator, was helpless, so he could only smile bitterly and raise the lamp, pouring the wine into his throat.

He has never been a person who is willing to admit defeat easily, even if Guo Wei's words today have faintly revealed a bit of murderous intent. He didn't believe that Chai Rong, who was impatient and full of the spirit of the rivers and lakes, would be a qualified prince. Just as Chai Rong never believed him, Wang Jun was a qualified first assistant of the dynasty. Today's preparations were a little sloppy, and he accidentally lost a game. And the years are long, sooner or later, he believes that he can make Guo Wei give up today's decision and rearrange the future for the Great Zhou Dynasty and all the old brothers!

"Well, I'm here, someone will definitely be restrained. I'm going back, gentleman, you greet the guests well for the little fat man!" Guo Wei clearly understood Wang Jun's character, and didn't want to make a fuss at Zheng Ziming's wedding. He flashed the bottom of the wine cup at everyone and said with a smile.

"Drive back to the palace!" the eunuch immediately dragged out his voice and announced the departure of His Majesty the Emperor.

The guests hurriedly got up to see each other off, and when Guo Wei's honor guard was far away, they returned to the lobby one after another and continued to drink. The vast majority of people present didn't notice that just now when everyone was surrounding the groom and the official to persuade them to drink, the Great Zhou Dynasty experienced what kind of turbulent waves. I didn't realize that Emperor Guo Wei's words and actions today would have a far-reaching impact on the situation and future of the entire Central Plains!

The banquet starts at noon and lasts until the end of the West Building. After sending all the guests away, and putting the drunken groom official Zheng Ziming on the soft collapse, and sending the servant woman into the cave room, Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the room specially reserved for the distinguished guests, and drank tea and rested.

"Wang Xiufeng's actions today are equivalent to setting up a clear formation, and he is going to fight to the death with your eldest brother. Thanks to His Majesty Shengming, I rejected his request on the spot, and took the opportunity to confirm your position as the crown prince again!" took out a hangover pill prepared by Chen Qian Lao Zu himself, and Zhao Kuangyin swallowed it in one gulp. Then he poured himself a few large sips of strong tea and gasped.

"Fan Zhen's temperament is too soft, Wang Pu's political time is too short, and he hasn't adapted to the sinister situation in the court, the two of them can only be regarded as being forcibly pulled by Wang Xiufeng to make up the numbers, don't worry!" Chai Rong smiled, and also took out a decanting pill and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly while shaking his head gently. "As for Fan Aineng, He Hui and others, they just hold a grudge against me after I took office, and began to count the soldiers and eliminate the old and weak, so that they could not continue to eat more than half of the empty salary. This kind of person is a mother if he has milk, and as long as this round of army rectification is over, he will give them more food and salary as compensation, and he will immediately change his court. What is really worth paying attention to is Wang Jun and Wang Yin, and since the moment the news of the third child's trip to Liaodong was leaked, the two of them and I have been completely on the same page. Therefore, it is not surprising that they have tried to separate me from His Majesty's father-son relationship. If one day the two of them suddenly take the initiative to show me goodwill, then I really have to be careful with one hundred and twenty!"

"This, this, indeed!" Zhao Kuangyin was stunned, and then laughed dumbly. "It's true that the two of them suddenly took the initiative to show favor to you, and it's really worth worrying about. But as the saying goes, three people become tigers......"

"It's okay, I believe in my father-in-law, just as my father-in-law believes in me!" Chai Rong took a sip of the tea bowl and interrupted with a smile, "In addition to the trust of my father-in-law, everything else is a matter of strength in the final analysis. Now that my father-in-law is here, Wang Xiufeng and Wang Yin, no matter how they toss, they can't move a single hair of my hair. And if one day the father-in-law and his old man suddenly leave the west, if our brothers don't have the strength to compete with the old puppet Wang Jun, then I'm afraid it will be more than lucky!"

"Never. Ziming, me, and Gao Huaide, the three of them are enough to control most of Hebei! As long as the eldest brother gives an order, he can swing his army to the south, and let those old horsemen see what the real elite of a hundred battles is!" Zhao Kuangyin immediately took over the conversation and gritted his teeth.

"It's not that time, my father-in-law was born in the army, and his body has always been tough!" Seeing that he said so categorically, Chai Rong shook his head again and again with a smile, "As long as my father-in-law can continue to support me for five years, I can let Wang Jun and Wang Jun go home to retire without spending a single soldier." The first thing you and Ziming should do now is not to control Hebei, but to continue to build elite troops in the way of the Cangzhou Army. Since ancient times, winning infighting has not been a good thing. If you can be alien outside the country, you can be called a hero. If Taizong of the Tang Dynasty hadn't defeated the Turks back then, it would not be an exaggeration to rely on his actions of killing his brother, slaughtering his brother, and forcing his father!"

"Big brother don't worry!" Zhao Kuangyin was said to be agitated, slapped the table hard, and promised in a deep voice, "After returning to Hebei, I will definitely work hard to assist Ziming......"

"It's not that you want to assist Ziming, but you yourself will stand up and build a new army on your own!" Chai Rong waved his hand and interrupted with a smile again, "Ziming's dedication to divide the army this time is equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of some people, and in a short period of time, it will definitely become the target of everyone." Therefore, you, the second brother, have to stand up and take on more responsibilities, so as not to let him be alone in the forest. ”

"I understand!" Zhao Kuangyin smiled and nodded happily, "I understand, big brother, don't worry." It's like blocking his wine tonight, as long as I'm here, no one can think ......."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt as if something was not quite right. Raised his hand and took out a decanting pill into his pocket, shook it under the lamp, and said hesitantly: "The sobering pill of the two of us was given by Fuyaozi, and Fuyaozi is Ziming's master, how could Ziming get drunk so quickly? Could it be that Fuyaozi Ancestor gave us the pill, but he only forgot to take care of him as an apprentice?"

"How is it possible! We were fooled, this damn Zheng Xiaofei!" Chai Rong suddenly realized, waving his arms, crying and laughing, "It's a shame that our brothers are still worried that he will be too drunk to enter the cave room tonight, this guy, this guy is really ......"

"This guy looks honest on the surface!" Zhao Kuangyin pointed to Chai Rong's nose and laughed, "Forget it, count us two unlucky." Can't you just go over now and ask him if he's pretending to be drunk?"

"This guy, don't let me see you tomorrow!" Chai Rong shook his head helplessly, pursed his lips, and turned his gaze out the window.

Outside the window, the bright moon hung in the corner of the room. The streamer is like a veil, illuminating the silence between the heavens and the earth.

A few wisps of breeze held a feather and slowly flew out of Chai Rong's sight. Fly slowly over the high wall, over the arches, and then spin around the garden, landing softly on a candlelit window.

In the window, Zheng Ziming gently pulled out Chang Wanying's hairpin, and let the long black hair fall on the milky white collarbone like a waterfall, splashing ripples.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen enough for so long?" Chang Wanying raised her head with a smile, her eyes were rippling, and her red lips were delicate like fire.

At this time, it doesn't matter what you say. The important thing is to put it into action. Zheng Ziming smiled knowingly and bowed his head decisively. Seeing the four-petal red lips getting closer and closer, closer and closer, behind the bamboo forest outside the window, a chuckle suddenly came, "Brother Zheng, you have only uncovered one of the two hijabs so far." On the other hand, don't you have to wait until dawn?"

"Ah!" Zheng Ziming's body stiffened, and all movements stopped abruptly.

"Hu Yanyun, did you say that you wouldn't help each other?" Chang Wanying's face suddenly became as if it were on fire. One jumped out of the window, his palms turning into two bolts of lightning.

The exclamation was instantaneous, and then it turned into a low smile. It makes the hearts of the listeners swing one after another, like a boat in the spring tide.