When Tang Taifu stepped into the imperial study, he saw his old friend sitting on the dragon chair with a tired face, and he sighed lightly.

Emperor Zhaoyang rubbed his eyebrows and hands for a moment, looked up at him, and said with a wry smile: "On the first day of the New Year, you don't enjoy the joy of family in the house, and you come to me to get angry?" ”

Tang Taifu was a little displeased with his self-deprecating words, and said, "How can dragon qi be bad luck? Others can't get their hands on it if they want to. ”

Emperor Zhaoyang's eyebrows were dyed with a smile when he heard this, and when he thought of something, the smile disappeared, and he sighed: "Moshu, I feel that in this life, I have really failed to live, my son can't keep my son, and my grandson can't protect my grandson." ”

Mrs. Tang knew that his old friend had a stomach full of words that he wanted to vent, so he sat aside and listened.

"I thought that the prince was not established, and he could temporarily let them be stable until I died, but I didn't expect those people to still be able to hold back."

"Last night, the rope hung in front of Yu Chu's eyes, and I could only watch them move their gloves around his neck, how dare they be so blatant? How dare you? ”

Emperor Zhaoyang slapped the table heavily, his face turned red due to his excessive emotions, and he suddenly coughed.

Tang Taifu stepped forward and handed the teacup to him, Emperor Zhaoyang took it with shaking hands, and the lid of the cup trembled and made a continuous sound.

After taking a sip of tea, Emperor Zhaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, like a fish in a dry land, breathing heavily.

Mrs. Tang asked, "Do you have eyebrows?" ”

Emperor Zhaoyang's eyes showed a cold light: "I haven't found out yet, but it's just those people." ”

The emperor is old, his claws are no longer sharp, and the emperor's grandson is sick and weak, and the prince of Liang is unlucky, and the luck of the entire royal family has weakened.

Some people have already taken the opportunity to suck the foundation of the court and expand their appetite.

Emperor Zhaoyang's eyebrows turned depressed, and he clasped the tea lid tightly, "They dare to do it blatantly, just guessing that I don't dare to move them, but now, I really want to move but can't." ”

"If you don't take a steady step, I'm afraid you will ruin the foundation of Jokhang for hundreds of years."

Mrs. Tang couldn't bear to say: "Qinghou, you have done your best." ”

Emperor Zhaoyang shook his head lightly: "If I still have a breath, I will plan well for Dazhao and Zhan." ”

Mrs. Tang patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "You are really a father and a mother at the same time, you have suffered all these years." ”

Emperor Zhaoyang smiled, remembered something and asked, "Did you enter the palace today?" ”

Tang Taifu nodded: "There are two things, one is about the imperial grandson." ”

"Last night's assassination was intended for you and the prince of Liang, so the old minister was a little worried about the safety of the emperor's grandson outside."

Emperor Zhaoyang thought so: "You are right, I will have someone pass the book to Qi Zhan and ask him to be more careful." And what about the second thing? ”

Mrs. Tang sighed helplessly and said: "My Jiu'er wants to face the saint, and let the old minister tell him on his behalf." ”

Emperor Zhaoyang glanced at his old friend, and said disappringly: "When is this time, do you dare to let her go to the palace?" ”

Tang Taifu's fox eyes flashed: "Therefore, His Majesty needs to open Chrysostom, and refused her request to see." ”

Emperor Zhaoyang immediately raised his hand and nodded at him in the air: "Good old fox, you can be a good person, and I will be a bad person, this mind is broken." ”

Mrs. Tang touched his beard and smiled proudly.

As he spoke, Emperor Zhaoyang's face suddenly turned grim.

"Moshu, my time is running out, I have something to ask you, no matter what, please be able to help me last one based on the friendship over the past few decades."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Borrow your nine girls."