Chapter 8: The Eight Princes
Lin Pan'er exclaimed, hugging her chest with both hands.
The morning air was a little cold, which stimulated Lin Paner's body to tremble.
But this did not affect at all, Ye Xin admired Lin Paner's smooth skin like milk.
"It's really beautiful." Ye Xin sighed.
Lin Paner hurriedly wanted to pull up the futon to cover her body.
But the next moment, Ye Xin had already drilled in.
A young man whose blood is as strong as Ye Xin, once he tastes the sweetness, he will eat the marrow and know the taste, and he can't stop at all.
Realizing that Ye Xin wanted to do something bad again, Lin Paner was ashamed and desperately put her little hand on Ye Xin's chest.
"Your Highness, it's dawn. Your Highness has something important to deal with......"
Even if he was ravaged twice by Ye Xin, Lin Paner still looked infinitely shy in the face of him.
"After you're done with your business here, I'll go do other business!"
Ye Xinyi shouted rhetorically.
Then the bed began to shake again.
An hour later.
Ye Xin glanced at Lin Pan'er, who was tired and sleepy, and got up from the bed lightly.
After bathing and changing, he walked out of the dormitory.
Ye Xin saw that there was still a large pool of shocking blood in one part of the square, and several palace people were working hard to clean it.
When Jin Yiwei saw the prince coming, they bowed and saluted together:
"Your Highness, according to His Highness's orders yesterday, he was executed yesterday, and he was killed with fifty rods."
"Well done."
Ye Xin nodded with satisfaction:
"Go to the treasury and receive the reward!"
"Your Highness."
A few brocade guards were overjoyed, and after thanking them, they respectfully walked away.
Inside the dormitory.
As soon as Ye Xin walked on his front foot, Lin Paner suddenly opened his eyes.
She listened intently to what was going on outside.
Faintly heard'... Gao Jean... Fifty rods... Kill...' and so on.
The bed was as warm as spring, but Lin Paner's whole person only felt cold.
Of course, Lin Paner has no feelings for Gao Rang, but after all, Gao Rang is an acquaintance who has known each other for many years, a living person, and he died at the hands of the prince.
Lin Paner had a deep sense of strangeness to Ye Xin, and under the strangeness, there was incomparable fear.
Could it be, one day, Ye Xin will also get rid of himself mercilessly?
……
East Palace, Yong'an Palace.
In the past, this was the place where the prince read and learned to read and write.
Now that Ye Xin is in charge of the country, it has naturally become the place where he handles government affairs.
Ye Xin was sitting on the seat on the jade steps at this moment, and the great eunuch Feng Bao stood aside and respectfully presented a volume of documents.
"Your Highness, the old slave has already sorted out the things you ordered, and I will show them to His Highness."
Ye Xin took it and carefully browsed it.
The East Factory is really efficient.
It is a detailed record of when the Eighth Prince usually did something, met those people, and said those words, all of which are recorded in the fifteen and ten.
Even the Eighth Prince himself, I'm afraid that after two days, I won't recall this file as detailed.
"Good."
Ye Xin nodded with satisfaction, and when he saw the end, Ye Xin's brows furrowed:
"This morning, the Eighth Prince went to the celebrant eunuch?"
The celebrant is the highest power center of the eunuchs of the Dayong Dynasty, and all the internal and external chapters of the imperial court must be sorted out and summarized by the celebrant supervisor, and once the emperor approves the judgment, the celebrant will also stamp the emperor's seal.
Not to mention, the famous East Factory is also in charge of the celebrant supervisor.
The great eunuch Feng Bao himself is the leader of the celebrant eunuch.
Feng Bao on the side immediately replied:
"Your Royal Highness, in the past, Prime Minister Lin Fuguo dredged the joints and allowed the Eighth Prince to go to the celebrant to browse the recitals in various places to learn how to deal with state affairs. Every once in a while, the Eighth Prince will come to take a look. ”
"What bastard rules!"
Ye Xin was furious, slammed the ground, and slammed the book case in front of him.
"Lone is the crown prince, and he has the power to supervise the country. Naturally, he should be sent to Lone, how can he ask the Eighth Emperor to casually enter the important place and see the secrets of my Dayong Kingdom? ”
"Is this Dayong's crown prince Lonely, or is it the eighth prince set by his Lin Fuguo?!"
"Your Highness is angry!"
Feng Bao bowed down and hurriedly explained:
"The eunuch of the celebrant is a close friend of the Lin family for many years. With the help of Lin Fuguo's momentum, he has never looked at others in his eyes, even if he is an old slave, he can't help him. ”
"Please ask Your Highness to consider this matter in the long run."
"Huh."
Ye Xin laughed angrily, raised his feet and walked out:
"Go to the celebrant now!"
"Lone doesn't believe it, just a eunuch, does he really not know where his roots are? In Royal! In the lonely hands of the father and the emperor and the people! ”
With that, Ye Xin brushed his sleeves and left.
Feng Bao hurriedly followed.
At the same time.
The Imperial City, the gate of the celebrant of ceremonies.
"Eighth Prince, please go slowly, and the slave will prepare some key twists and turns for you to observe and learn how to handle government affairs."
Bingbi eunuch, Liu Jin nodded and smiled at the eighth prince in front of him.
Although the eighth prince is young, he has long developed a commanding style under the conscious training of the queen and prime minister all the year round.
The Eighth Prince nodded reservedly and replied:
"Then there is Father-in-law Lao Liu. Now that the prince is in charge of the country, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to my father-in-law, and I still have to be more careful in my father-in-law's actions in the future. ”
Liu Jin's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said:
"The Eighth Prince was too worried. That prince is just a good mother's womb and occupies the position of the eldest son. In terms of talent, he has no talent, nor does he have a reputation for virtue, not to mention that the prince is alone and has no power to speak of. ”
"The Eighth Prince, you are different, with the Queen Mother staying by her side to teach carefully, and the Prime Minister personally paving the way for you, how can the prince compare with you with such a momentum?"
"How can I compare to you?"
This remark was said by the eighth prince in his heart, and he still waved his hand reservedly on the surface:
"It's over, my father-in-law has praised it. If it reaches the ears of the prince, I am afraid that it will make a fuss again. ”
Liu Jin has been walking in the palace for decades, and he can climb to the high position of the eunuch of the ceremonial supervisor Bingbi, and his kung fu of observing words and emotions is naturally not ordinary.
He could see it at a glance, and he said that the heart of the six princes was gone.
Seeing this, Liu Jin couldn't wait to take out his heart and show it to the Eighth Prince, and his expression was flattering to the bones.
Liu Jin is ambitious.
Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the same is true of eunuchs.
The great eunuch Feng Bao also followed the emperor when he was young.
By now, he is already the chief eunuch, and the eunuch is the eunuch in charge of the seal, ranking above him Liu Jin.
The eighth prince in front of him is what Liu Jin thinks, the best object of allegiance.
Although the crown prince is in charge of the country, he is actually in name only.
The power of the government is still in the hands of Prime Minister Lin Fuguo, and with the support of Lin Fuguo, the eighth prince is the pride of heaven who is most likely to ascend to the throne after the emperor's death.