Chapter Eighty-Three: Qin Hou is seriously ill, and everyone has a ghost in their hearts, but only the third prince is sad.
Click!
The door of the side hall was opened.
As soon as he left the palace gate, Heifu, the eunuch of the inner palace, looked dumbfounded:
Yingtian is not sensible, why are these three old things not sensible.
Crying and crying outside the side hall of the Marquis of Qin's mansion, like a girl, what kind of system.
If this is known to the six countries of Shandong.
Where is his Qin State's face still going?
Seeing the eunuch Heifu of the inner palace come out, everyone returned to their previous posture.
With their own thoughts, they stepped forward to ask the eunuch Heifu of the Inner Palace:
"How's your injury?"
"Can you summon us?"
"Why did you let us go in and visit?"
"Your Majesty, the old minister is worried about you."
Among the crowd, only the third son, Yingtian, did not say a word.
"Ahem."
Heifu, the eunuch of the inner palace, coughed dryly a few times and motioned for everyone to shut up.
Then the people stopped asking.
Heifu glanced at everyone and saw that the prince Yingdang, the third son Yingtian, and the fourth prince Yingji had all gathered.
Loud chanted:
"Your Majesty's edict.
The son of the world, Yingdang, the third son Yingtian, and the fourth son Yingji entered the palace to meet him.
The rest of the people waited outside the temple. ”
Yingtian and everyone else bowed their hands and saluted back: "No." ”
Heifu flicked his sleeves and looked at Qin Hou's three adult sons, and asked:
"Three sons, please."
Shizi Yingdang wanted to be the first to rush in.
But Gan Long pulled his sleeve, called aside, and solemnly admonished:
"Son, remember, what you ask and what you answer.
Don't talk superfluous nonsense.
Remember! ”
Shizi Yingdang gritted his teeth and nodded.
Taiwei Ran also pulled the fourth prince Yingji down the aisle and explained solemnly:
"Yingji, your uncle and I feel that Jun Hou is most likely not like the outside world rumored.
Slightly injured by the Lou Fu Assassin.
Most likely seriously injured......"
Wei Ran's eyes hinted at the fourth prince Yingji in a complicated way.
The fourth son, Yingji, was first surprised, then worried, and finally happy.
Wei Ran put his hand on Yingji's shoulder and said seriously:
"Remember what your uncle taught you before.
According to my uncle.
It may not be impossible to do things that turn things around.
Do you understand? ”
The fourth son, Yingji, gritted his teeth and said firmly:
"My nephew understands."
On the side of the third son, Yingtian, on the left and right are Zhang Yi, Gongsun Yan, and Shang Ying.
The three of them were also suspicious of Qin Hou's injury, and guessed seven or eight points.
With Qin Hou's competitive and strong character, once he is hung by the enemy, if he wins completely, he will inevitably show off the "results" to the ministers.
But this time, no one was seen, only the third son.
That means that Qin Hou Yingba was seriously injured.
Therefore, Zhang Yi looked at Yingtian and rekindled hope, and said tentatively:
"When you go in later, the king will ask you about everything, what should you say?"
The three old ministers looked expectantly at the third prince Yingtian, who had an uncomfortable face.
Yingtian blurted out:
"The gentleman asks one, and the student answers one.
The gentleman asks two, and the student answers two.
The monarch asks three, and the student answers three.
If the monarch asks one, two, three.
Students answer one, two, three.
If you don't ask, you will be filial, and if you don't say, you will be silent.
Most importantly.
What you think in your heart, you must say.
Students are not interested in rights! ”
"Oh?"
Da Liang Zao Zhang Yi, Rhino Head Gongsun Yan, and Shang Ying thought that the third prince would answer like that.
And so it was.
The three of them were stunned for a moment at the same time:
The husband is indisputable, so the world can not fight with it
After a moment of silence.
They all stroked their beards and laughed with relief.
The eunuch of the Inner Palace, Heifu, said urgently:
"Three sons, don't keep you waiting for a long time."
"Yes, yes, yes."
The three sons replied at the same time.
Xiangguo Ganlong nodded at the prince Yingdang.
Taiwei Ran affirmed the fourth son, Yingji.
Shang Ying grabbed the hand of the third prince Yingtian and said:
"Good student, let's get in quickly."
Then the three of them indifferently looked at the alternation of the sunset and the moon in the distance.
The heart is thousands of miles away.
The three of them, the son Yingdang, the third son Yingtian, and the fourth son Yingji, lined up in a line according to their age.
followed the eunuch Heifu of the inner palace to officially step into the side hall.
The sunset dissipates in the west, and Yuchan rises in the east.
The earth is shrouded in darkness.
The huge side hall, the surrounding doors are tightly closed, and it is dark and difficult to see.
Only Qin Hou Yingba was lying on the couch where there was a green crane bronze lamp.
The four walls of the palace are covered with forbidden guards wearing armor and weapons to prevent people with bad intentions from changing their lives.
The three sons walked forward slowly, looking at the side hall that was brightly lit in the past.
It's so dark at the moment.
I guessed that the injury suffered by the monarch's father was fundamentally injured, and it was very likely that his life was at stake.
It's better at the moment.
When the third prince Yingtian thought that his sovereign father was seriously injured, he was afraid that he would not be able to ensure his peace in the future and be a carefree son.
Think about the happy times when my father played together when he was young.
The monarch is like a mountain, and the mountain is wounded, and the trees on this mountain are difficult to survive.
Every time he thought of this, the third prince felt uncomfortable and angry.
Jun's father took care of him for eighteen years, but he didn't take good care of him.
I couldn't help but cry together, covering my nose with long sleeves, sad and uncomfortable alone.
In this secluded side hall.
The sobbing sound of the third prince Yingtian is still in his ears.
Shizi Yingtian looked back and said with disdain in his heart:
It's too early to cry at this moment.
Let's see how this son performs.
The fourth son, Yingji, glanced at the third son, Yingtian, bowed his head and wiped his tears sadly.
It is also uncomfortable and contemptuous:
Third brother, among our brothers, you look pompous and profligate, but in fact you are the most filial.
Otherwise, how could the monarch's father look down on you with so many sons.
But when you go to your father, you cry again.
It's stupid.
The three sons walked more than twenty steps.
Finally walked to the place six meters in front of Qin Hou Yingba's couch.
At the same time, he glanced at the monarch in the couch with concern.
But there were two layers of tulle on the outside of the couch.
The three sons were stunned, and they could only see a rough idea.
The frail gentleman lay on the couch and looked at the three of them with a blank expression.
The three sons sighed in their hearts:
The catastrophe of the king's father's life and death has passed.
Hassle-free!
The prince was excited, but there was a hint of loss.
The third son, Yingtian, was overjoyed, and quickly wiped away his tears and returned to his previous posture.
I didn't want my father to cry when he saw his worries, and he was uncomfortable with him, which aggravated his condition and affected his recuperation.
Among them, the happiest is the fourth prince Yingji, almost ecstatic, but his expression is extremely restrained:
The gentleman is worry-free, and the future of that son is promising!
"Sons and daughters pay homage to the monarch's father!"
The three sons stood in a row and knelt down in unison.
Qin Hou in the couch carefully observed the expressions of each son.
Although he has escaped death, his life is worry-free.
But it still needs to be recuperated for a long time.
Qin Hou, who was injured, made small moves in private in order not to let the three sons see his actual situation.
In the past, the domineering and majestic voice said loudly:
"Get up."
The three sons got up at the same time.
In order to perform, Shizi Yingdang took the lead in asking Qin Hou about his illness.
In an instant, tears flowed, tears were vertical and horizontal, and I was extremely sad, crying and wiping tears, and I was heartbroken:
"Father, are you alright?"