Gao Qiqian heard that goosebumps were about to rise, and he couldn't help but secretly vow: "If King Xin can really ascend to the throne, I must do a good job for him!" Don't be like the one in front of you, who is arrogant for a while and cool for a while, and always arrogant and cool! Look at this swollen face with a green nose, does it hurt here, father-in-law? ”

"It hurts! Of course it hurts! Oops, you tap! ”

"And what about here!"

"Ahh You want to murder the old man! ”

"You lighten up, father-in-law, or you will alarm His Royal Highness King Xin......"

"Okay, okay, let's be quiet! Xiao Gao, the old man's life is bitter......" Wei Zhongxian lamented while outright hatred, and at the same time sketched a shocking conspiracy in his heart.

"Father-in-law doesn't cry, father-in-law doesn't cry." Gao Qiqian listened to Wei Zhongxian crying about his teenage past, his face was sad, and his heart was already like a chrysanthemum in late autumn, and he let go angrily.

Before midnight, the time of "stepping on the virtuous" spread all over the officialdom of the Ming Jingshi.

When officials heard this, their reactions were different.

The Donglin Yuan faction rejoiced, played the crown to celebrate, ran all night to tell each other, and set up wine to celebrate until dawn.

The members of the eunuch faction were all in danger and rose up overnight to plan for their own future.

Only Li Biao came to the sect and waited for a neutral clear stream, and while he was excited, he couldn't help but think of the locust that looked a little like King Xin.

Li Biao and Lai Zongdao touched their wine glasses, the former drank it all, but the latter only took a sip of warm Sifeng rice wine.

The two of them admired the cold moon in mid-September, and their thoughts were flying.

Lai Zongdao was a little more sad, so he sighed: "If the locust from Guanning in Liaodong is still there, I will definitely be very relieved to see this scene." ”

"yes, it's a pity!" Li Biao also said, "Did you write to tell Yuan Gong about this?" ”

"No, Yuan Gong's body has just improved, and it is said that it is still the locust that recuperates. If he knew that his beloved disciple had 'died' in battle to save King Xin, how sad would he be! ”

"However, at this time, there is a lot of noise, and Yuan Gong will know sooner or later."

"If you know, you know, anyway, I don't want to rub salt on the wound."

"Well, let's see how King Xin, with the support of the Donglin Academy, fights with the eunuchs!"

"Ru Li (Li Biaobiao), do you think that King Xin doesn't seem to like the Donglin Academy School very much?"

"Oh? The old man didn't notice it. But this is a good thing, Donglin officials are full of benevolence and morality, and they like to talk about it, but the facts are full of high-minded people, but it is a pity that I am neutral and clear, and I am always alone, otherwise this is a good opportunity, no matter what, I have to shout for the king of letters! ”

"Nope! This is the battle between Donglin and the eunuch faction, I will wait until Yuan Gong has not made a clear statement, we must not wade into this troubled water, otherwise we will only be trapped in it! As Yuan Gong said, my important task of neutrality in the court is to support the government, and it is a little hard, but it can still make this huge Ming Dynasty slowly operate. ”

"Zi You (to the sect of the word) brother is reasonable. Eh, do you feel that this king of letters ......" Li Biao suddenly changed his previous straightforward style, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice.

"King Shin is indeed very similar to Shigejin Xian's nephew, but what does this mean? I am a big man and a lot of talents. It's not hard to find two people who look and feel alike.

I didn't even question the princess and the dowry maid, so I won't speculate. All I can say is that this incident is too coincidental, and if he is really a good nephew, you and I should be happy......"

Lai Zongdao whispered, his voice inaudible.

Li Biao also whispered: "Then do you need to inform Yuan Gong about this matter?" ”

Lai Zongdao muttered: "This is a problem, for the time being...... Or don't you? ”

Li Biao said happily: "Okay, the old man listens to his brother." ”

Li Biao filled the wine glasses of the two, clinked glasses with his old friend, and drank them all again.

This time, Lai Zongdao also changed his previous steady and elegant appearance, drank a cup of binge, and suddenly his face was ruddy.

Li Biao gave him a thumbs up and said: "Old wine should be drunk like this to taste enough, the Sifeng rice wine brewed by Chongzhenxian's nephew himself has a unique taste, and Yuan Chonghuan is indeed hearted." ”

Lai Zongdao nodded and said: "Although this guy's character is not very good, according to Yuan Gong, he also tried to test Chongzhenxian's nephew before, but after he stepped down as the governor of Liaodong, he suddenly became good to him." ”

Li Biao said: "This guy can't afford to be early, who doesn't know his intentions, Yuan Gongmen is clear." ”

"It's a pity, it's a nephew! If it weren't for his instructions, he would still be in Guanning, Liaodong, fighting with Jiannu. ”

"Yuan Chonghuan, this guy, I really don't know how to evaluate him! Let's not talk about it, let's drink, drink. Come on, come on, finish this cup first. After drinking this cup, come up with three more. ”

The old wine is mellow and soft, but the stamina is very strong.

Lai Zongdao was dragged by Li Biaoqiang to drink a few glasses of Sifeng rice wine, and he took the lead in losing his strength to drink, and said with a smile and a low voice: "Brother Ru Li, don't you realize that the complexion of our king of faith is really a little unreasonable!" It stands to reason that this kid nests in his Xinwang Mansion every day, and the door is not out of the second door, so he should be fat and fat! ”

Li Biao was also a little drunk, and said loudly: "You care about him!" Besides, whoever is thrown into the fire and smoked for a while, no matter how white his face is, he will become an old black like Li Kui! The old man felt that his blackness smoked by the smoke and fire was not at all as black as Chongzhenxian's nephew who was sunburned by Guan Ning! Healthy and energetic! ”

Lai Zongdao said with a big tongue: "That's right!" But the old man ...... I really miss my Zhenxian nephew! ”

"Don't you think the old man misses him? That's it, don't talk about it, let's drink! Drink! ”

"Good! Cheers! Tonight, let's not get drunk and don't go home! ”

"You're already drunk!"

"Nonsense! The old man is not drunk! Not drunk! ”

"Okay, okay! Then let's have another toast for the sake of re-cherishing the true virtuous nephew! ”

"One cup is enough! Three glasses if you want to do it! ”

"I begged for wine, and it seems that I was really drunk! I can't let you drink it anymore! Cuihuaer, Cuihuaer, your master is drunk, help him back to the room to rest! ”

"Come on......"

The moonlight is silent, and the autumn insects are silent. The years are good, and the present world is stable.

The early winter of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in this drunkenness, has quietly come.

The apocalypse survived the autumn and winter, the officials continued to grind foreign labor, and the people struggled to survive as usual.

But in Chongzhen's eyes, everything has become different, even the early winter sunshine has become extraordinarily brilliant, for this future Liaodong boy, this is a great turning point in history.

When the morning market began, even the people of Beijing knew about "King Xin's moon night stepping on Zhongxian", and they all clapped their hands and gave a big thumbs up to the seventeen-year-old King Xin.

King Xin, the low-key prince of the Ming Dynasty, was silent for seventeen years, and finally became a blockbuster because of the arrival of Chongzhen, won fame, established prestige, and laid a solid mass foundation.

In short, he came to Jingshi twice, and each time he silently brought a lot of changes to the city.

This trip is only two months, and the changes are even more obvious and obvious, there are a lot of things, small things are mixed in big things, big things are mixed with small things, imperceptible, moisturizing things silently, not clear, and incomplete.

In the end, everything is going in a good direction, especially the body of the apocalypse, and the longevity.

October of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in the tranquility of September, quietly came.

For half a month, Wei Zhongxian didn't go to the vicinity of the Heart Cultivation Hall to wander around, maybe he was concentrating on his self-cultivation, or maybe he was really a little afraid of King Xin, who didn't play cards according to common sense.

Human emotion is undoubtedly one of the most peculiar energies in the world, formless and substantial, but real.

Because of his health, he hadn't summoned Wei Zhongxian for a long time, and he hadn't heard his voice for half a month, and Tianqi suddenly felt that he missed him very much.

After breakfast, he smiled awkwardly at Empress Zhang, then coughed lightly at Chongzhen, and said, "Fifth brother, can you call Gonggong Wei for me?" ”

I thought that Chongzhen would be a little unhappy, but he didn't even have half a trace of rejection, said "Cheng", grabbed a few long strips of yellow sweet potatoes from the small bamboo basket, and walked out while eating the skin.

The second dog is very well-behaved and never steps into the door of raising hearts.

After Chongzhen went out of the gate, he stood up and asked his eldest brother to beg for breakfast.

These sweet potatoes were all taken by Chongzhen himself, not rewarded by the apocalypse, so there was no need to taboo, Chongzhen directly stuffed the leftover half into the cracked dog mouth of the second dog.

The two dogs chewed three or two times and swallowed.

It skimmed over the huge dog's head, stuck out its tongue and looked at the apocalypse in the courtyard with the dog's eyes, and then kept up with the pace of Chongzhen.

Brothers, you and I share breakfast one bite at a time, not to mention how pleasant it is.

Ergou never disliked the remaining half of the sweet potato, stained with the saliva of the eldest brother, and never thought that he needed to leave a bite for Chongzhen, he was both moved and helpless to see Chongzhen, reflecting his mood at the moment.

"The emperor should have his own opinions." Chongzhen thought silently, did not deliberately delay, and quickly conveyed the message of the Apocalypse to Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian, who had died for most of the dark heart, immediately jumped up from the bed when he heard the "Emperor's Message" that was really clear-eyed, and after a simple wash, he rushed to the Heart Nourishing Hall like a whirlwind.

The vigorous and resolute speed made Chongzhen, a soldier, stunned, and secretly said: "Sure enough, people's potential is forced out." ”

Chongzhen didn't bother Wei Zhongxian's meeting with his master, because he knew that the former must have a lot to say to the latter, and it was extremely disdainful to eavesdrop on him.

Anyway, even if he doesn't listen, all the words will be known to him word for word. But Chongzhen can swear that he has absolutely not arranged any eyes and ears around the apocalypse.