Just when the Ning Wangfu was discussing the two brothers Zhao Chun and Zhao Xu, in the East Palace, the crown prince Zhao Chun also learned about the bandit suppression from Nie Yang.

"Good!"

Zhao Chun couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

"I didn't expect that the third brother would have such attainments in military affairs. As soon as the thieves in Jingshan were eliminated, the people of Beijing regained peace, and the father and emperor also removed a piece of heart disease. ”

"Your Highness, King Ning also asked the humble to take some of them back to the East Palace." Seeing that Zhao Chun's face was different, Nie Yang hurriedly said, "This is what King Ning divided from his share, and he didn't use the share that was handed over to the treasury. ”

As he spoke, he handed a list to Zhao Chun.

Zhao Chun took it, swept it roughly, handed the list to Tang Mi beside him, and chuckled: "This is the intention of the third brother Lonely, let people accept it." On another day, Lone asked someone to send a bottle of [Heavenly King Heart Protecting Pill], which can be regarded as a return gift. ”

The Heavenly King Heart Protector Pill is the best elixir refined by the royal green furnace room for countless heavenly and earthly treasures, with the miraculous medicinal effect of the living dead, white bones, and resurrection, and it is even more difficult to change in the rivers and lakes. As the crown prince, Zhao Chun only gets five pieces a year.

In addition to being used to envelop henchmen, Zhao Chun only had two bottles of twenty pills in his hands.

Now without saying a word, he directly gave Zhao Xu a bottle, which shows that Zhao Chun attaches great importance to his brother.

Tang Mi's eyes swept over the list, his face couldn't help but change, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was worrying about money in the past few days, and the 30,000 taels of silver sent by King Ning just solved the prince's urgent need.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Mi sighed in his heart and swallowed back the words that had surged to his throat.

It's just that for Zhao Xu, the king of Ning, who has just returned to Beijing for ten days, he has taken it to heart.

This third prince has extraordinary means, although the prince cares about brotherhood, but those of them who are subordinates have to think about their own lord, just in case.

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Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

It's the day of the pilgrimage.

The sky is not yet bright, it is still about the third watch, and the streets of Shenjing City are still pitch black, only the air death wind lanterns hanging on both sides of the street still stubbornly exude a dim light.

East of Shenjing City.

In the fang market belonging to dignitaries, the doors of mansions opened one after another as if they had received an invisible signal.

An official of different grades and ranks, dressed in various court clothes, walked out of the gate, or sat in a sedan chair, or rode a horse, towards the Chengtian Gate of the imperial palace.

It's the fourth watch.

The Manchu Dynasty's civil and military, all temples and departments, and nearly 100 court officials have been standing quietly outside the Chengtian Gate, waiting for the start of the great court meeting.

Hundreds of officials gathered in a small circle with little communication with each other, and there was a quiet area outside the Chengtian Gate.

And Zhao Xu is also among them.

In fact, he still has a trace of complaint in his heart about getting up so early and preparing for the big court.

After all, he really didn't want to be separated from the mattress with which he was emotional......

Sleep until you wake up naturally, isn't it fragrant?

Look at the time has come, and the majestic bell that stretches and is thick rings at the same time on the four corner towers of Miyagi.

While! While! While! While! While!

Janissary warriors in armor struck the bronze bell representing imperial power five times in a row.

The majestic bell spread out like ripples in the air, with the Daqian Palace as the center, spreading to all corners of Shengjing City.

"Woo~Woo~"

In the continuous sound of horns, the heavy Chengtian Gate was slowly opened.

"Captain Zuo, colleagues, please!"

As the prime minister, Qi Jin arched his hand to Zuo Shichang, the captain, and said with a smile.

"Qi Xiang, please!"

Zuo Shichang said, glanced at Qi Jin, and laughed lightly, and then, the two of them held the wat board and took the lead through the Chengtian Gate and walked towards the Taiji Palace.

Behind the two of them, countless officials dressed in vermilion purple court clothes, holding ivory court wat in both hands, according to the size of their respective official positions, left and right, rushed in.

After the civil and military officials, there were envoys from various countries who came to congratulate him on his birthday.

Glancing at the forbidden troops who were guarding the palace gates, the Golden Wheel Sect Zungong Sandoba, who was standing behind the envoy of the Yun Kingdom, He Bagong, lightly pronounced a Buddha horn, and sneered in his heart.

Such a graceful and prosperous place, with outstanding people, should be obtained by my cloud country!

At the same time, Zhao Heng also rode the guard of honor and marched towards the Taiji Palace.

Zhang Chu held the dust whisk in his right hand, and held the pole of the sixteen imperial chariots in his left hand, his body was straight, and he followed with broken steps in high spirits.

In front of the royal car, two sturdy eunuchs walked in square steps, and every nine steps, they waved the dust whisk in their hands vigorously, reminding the palace servants along the road to avoid it quickly.

Zhao Heng was dressed in a red gold dragon robe, wearing a golden crown, and a bead curtain made of black jade beads, covering most of his face, making his whole person look more majestic and mysterious.

The imperial chariot stopped outside the Taiji Palace, Zhao Heng slowly walked down from the imperial chariot, and Zhang Chu on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it.

Zhao Heng walked into the Taiji Hall, sat on the dragon chair, looked at the empty hall, took a deep breath, and nodded towards Zhang Chu, who was standing aside.

Zhang Chu shouted, and a slightly shrill voice came out of the hall.

"Your Majesty has a decree, Xuan, civil and military courtiers enter the palace!"

Outside the Taiji Palace, Zuo Shichang and Qi Jin stepped into the Taiji Hall first, and the rest of the civil and military officials hurriedly followed.

At the same time as the civil and military officials entered the hall, a round of great sun slowly rose from the horizon, and in an instant, the morning glow filled the sky.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The courtiers' worship was like a tsunami from a mountain.

Zhao Heng sat on the dragon chair, looking at the figure of the leader, his heart was slightly cold, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

"All the ministers are flat!"

"Long live thanks!"

With another sound like a mountain roaring, the courtiers stood up.

"If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!"

Zhang Chu said loudly.

As Zhang Chu's voice sounded, a courtier reported a group of affairs to Zhao Heng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and he and the courtiers discussed how to deal with it, during which there were all kinds of open and secret battles.

Zhao Xu stood in the ranks of courtiers, watching the court with cold eyes, and sighed a little in his heart.

The military power of the state of Chu was greatly restricted by the power of the gate lords headed by Prime Minister Qi Jin, and there were all kinds of prevarications in the court alone, not to mention in the prefectures and counties.

If he remembers correctly, this Prime Minister of Qi Jinqi was also crowned as the crown prince by his father, and it was his old father-in-law who was the prince's elder brother......

"Your Majesty, the envoys of Qi, Yun, and Myanmar entered Beijing to congratulate Your Majesty on his birthday!"

At the end of the court meeting, the voice of Peng Xingru, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, pulled Zhao Xu's thoughts back to the court.

"That being the case, the envoys of the three kingdoms are here!"

Zhao Heng's voice sounded faintly.

On the royal steps, his face was hidden by the crown, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Your Majesty has a decree to announce that the envoys of the three kingdoms will meet you!"

"The envoys of the three kingdoms are here!"

As the internal minister Zhang Chu announced the decree, outside the palace gate, another inner attendant shouted out the last word of Zhang Chu, and so on until the Chengtian Gate was outside.

On the square outside the Chengtian Gate, the envoys of the three kingdoms glanced at each other, showed a tacit smile to each other, and walked towards the Taiji Hall.

Soon, the envoys of Qi, Yun, and Burma, together with nine monks, walked up the steps and entered the Taiji Hall.