Iron Net Mountain Autumn Hunting ...... Well, now it's winter hunting.

The second saint had an awkward quarrel for several days because of this matter, and everyone in the palace felt that the air pressure in the entire Forbidden City was wrong.

Not to mention that the fourth prince Liu Hong ran away and hid in the Zhongshun Palace, even those inner servants who served the two saints, Gong E, felt that they could avoid it.

It is said that the koi fish in the Taiye Pond have not dared to come forward recently, for fear of being used by the old man to take them off......

As the saying goes, old children are little children, the emperor is an old child now, he feels that the emperor's son dislikes him, so he is unwilling to take him out to play, and the emperor is actually purely worried about his body.

When others wanted to persuade him, the old man felt that he couldn't admit that he was worried that his son would dislike him, and he couldn't hold his face, so he wouldn't admit it.

It is not unreasonable for the old man to be stubborn, he has a big temperament, and he can't pull his face to admit his mistakes to his father, one is stubborn, one is strong, and he lacks a person who is qualified to mediate, so it is weird and deadlocked.

The emperor grabbed Jia Cong by the back of his neck, and with a smile like "warm spring breeze" on his face, he was kind and seductive: "Jia Cong, what do you think I have done to you?"

Fate was pulled, Jia Cong's smile was more ugly than crying: "The emperor's favor to the ministers is higher than the sky, and Hui is deeper than the sea. The minister's gratitude to the emperor is like a surging river, like the Yellow River flooding, which is uncontrollable......

Syllable!

The brain melon hurts, and Jia Cong skillfully squats on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Then you know that I am in trouble, but you don't know that you came to the palace to help me, this is your way of gratitude?"

"If I go, and I disagree with you, you might reward me with a board."

Well?

The Emperor pulled him up and asked curiously, "Do you also think I should let my father go to Iron Net Mountain?"

Jia Cong arched his hand: "Your Majesty is worried about the safety of the Holy Bow, in fact, the Holy Bow is more of a psychological problem now. He has been an old man for a lifetime, and he has basically stayed in the slap-sized place of Longshou Palace since he hunted last autumn, with his old man's temperament, can he not be depressed?"

"That's the ......."

"Another point, Your Majesty is out of the palace this time, will the Fourth Highness and the Fifth Highness all go? Do the princes, grandsons, and even princesses and county lords of the capital have to go with them? If you leave the saint alone in the palace, what will his old man think?"

"Oh, the fourth child is disgusted with his father, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge......

Syllable!

received another slap on the brain, and Jia Cong was aggrieved: "Am I not right? Why are you hitting me again?"

The emperor snorted arrogantly, "It makes sense, but I feel uncomfortable listening to it."

In fact, the emperor felt that as a wise and martial emperor, he was not as thoughtful as a child, and he couldn't hold his face, and he was annoyed and angry.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I couldn't hold my face, and the more the emperor's hands itched. Raising his right hand slightly, he saw Jia Cong swooping into the distance, hiding behind the pillar to reveal half of his brain.

Belch......

"Come here!"

"No, I'm afraid of being beaten!"

"Come here, I won't hit you this time!"

"My dad used to say that a lot......

"This is my word!"

Can it still be like this?

Jia Cong reluctantly shrank his head and slowly moved forward......

Syllable!

Sure enough, it was a man's mouth that deceived people, Jia Cong covered his head, and muttered: "You are a little bit unskilled like this......

The Emperor glanced at the little fat man who was muttering, "What are you muttering about?"

"The minister said that Your Majesty is wise and martial, Wencheng is martial, Ze is born by the common people, thousands of years, and it is unified...... What, uh, all the world!"

Almost mouthful, Jia Cong pretended to be well-behaved, and the emperor put his hand on Jia Cong's brain, but this time he didn't knock, but rubbed it with satisfaction.

"Jia Cong, I think what you said makes sense, it's really not a matter of leaving my father alone in the palace. In this way, I have given you a task......

Belch~

Jia Cong really wanted to run away, but his brain was in the hands of people, so he could only be obedient.

"Father Emperor will be handed over to you and Hong'er, and you two brothers will be responsible for your father's diet and daily life all the way until the autumn hunt is successfully completed!"

With the arrival of the royal driver, the entire Ningrong and Rong mansions were running nervously.

Of course, the Jia family will naturally not be responsible for food and daily life, but Yuan Chun returned to the province this time with a total of nearly 100 people from the six bureaus and one division, which is enough for the emperor to toss.

The main hall is brilliantly lit, and the emperor enjoys the gentle freehand of Yuanchun.

"It's still more comfortable in Yuan'er, don't you know, my father has a temper and the rice is not delicious, or I threw Xiao Wu into the Dragon Head Palace, which temporarily dissipated the old man's anger. A little to the left, yes, here again."

Yuan Chun pressed the emperor's shoulder, smiled and said, "Before leaving the palace, the concubine went to ask the queen mother to say goodbye, and the mother said that the fourth highness hid in the thirteenth master's mansion early in the morning. Shiro set the fire and ran away by himself, letting others clean up, it is estimated that His Royal Highness the Fifth will be about to cry without tears."

When Yuan Chun said this, the emperor couldn't help but blush.

He remembered that when he threw his son into the gate of Longshou Palace, his son held the tree at the door and did not let go......

It's really a bit of a pit son!

However, isn't it just to give birth to a son for the sake of pits? Thinking like this, the emperor was relieved again.

Moreover, what is the pit son, he even pit Yuanchun's younger brother.

"It's okay, tomorrow I will throw Jia Cong into the Longshou Palace and let him serve at my father's place, thinking that with his intelligence, I will definitely make my father happy."

Yuan Chun was dumbfounded when he heard this, the emperor was really the blackest.

"Jia Cong just said something to my heart, my father is now a sensitive time, sometimes although I am for my father's good, but for my father, it is very easy for him to misunderstand. If I don't bring my father with me this time, maybe someone will stir up trouble behind my back......

The emperor suddenly sighed, took Yuan Chun's hand and kneaded it gently: "Yuan'er, in fact, now is the most critical time, I can't have any slackness, and I must not let them seize any opportunity."

"Shiro always thinks about it so thoroughly, the concubine body is distressed that Shiro is tired, if only there were more courtiers in the court who can share Shiro's worries."

Yuan Chun snuggled up to the emperor's chest and spoke softly. She never gets involved in political affairs, even if the emperor talks to her, she only knocks a few words on the side.

The emperor put his hand on Yuanchun's slightly bulging abdomen and gently stroked it, "Yuan'er is right, it's time for me to pick some people who take advantage of it."

The people in the garden are comfortable, and the people outside are busy.

It was already late at night, and the study room in the East Cross Courtyard was still lit.

"Brother Jing, you go and rest first, I'm watching here."

Master Pardon poured a sip of strong tea and finally sobered up. He persuaded Jia Jing to go back to rest, but he heard Jia Jiu's voice coming from the door: "General, there is indeed a thief!"

Crash!

The door was opened, and Master Yu's eyes were red, and he stared straight at Jia Jiu and asked, "How many?" Did you catch it alive?"

"Come in and say."

Jia Jing sat up straight, solemn and solemn.

Jia Jiu entered the study and closed the door, and said, "My subordinates arranged for people to keep an eye on all parts of the workshop, someone mixed into the workshop before the curfew, and someone sneaked in quietly after the curfew, and it was not the same wave of people. The Dragon Guards killed a batch, and our people killed a batch. Originally, a few people were caught, but these people were all dead soldiers, and they all committed suicide with poison in their mouths."

Jia Jing was calm and calm, and drank tea slowly. After pondering for a moment, he spoke, "Give the corpse to the dragon guards and let them check it. Whether it's against Niangniang or Your Majesty, the Dragon Guards will definitely not stop in this matter."

"Brother Jing, we can't ignore everything and ignore it."

Jia Jing glanced at the angry old man who was angry, and said quietly, "What else to check? Tomorrow, you will take someone to block Liu Xin and beat him up, if you are still angry, bring Liu Ye, Shui Rong and Wang Ziteng with you."

Well, it seems to be the reason!

No matter who sent the dead man, he would punch him in one place.

Master Pardon smiled coldly, "Yes, why didn't I think of it? Anyway, these are the goods, tomorrow morning I will find a reason, block them in front of the palace gate and beat them up......

"Brother Enhou came early today, I thought you were going to take leave and rest at home today."

Jia Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage and his eyes lit up.

He jumped out of the carriage and grabbed Feng Tang, who greeted him, by the shoulder: "Old Feng, come, my brother will tell you something......

Feng Tang was pulled to a secluded place by Jia Yu for some reason, and the two whispered.

Jia Cong yawned and stood on the side of the carriage with Feng Ziying, and could faintly hear Feng Tang's exclamations.

"What? This...... That's not good."

"Manpower...... Not ...... enough."

"Hit the board...... It's a shame!"

Feng Ziying asked Jia Cong suspiciously: "Brother Cong, what is my uncle talking about to my father?"

Jia Cong rubbed his eyes that were still confused, and looked around: "There will be a battle in a while, Brother Feng is ready......

"What is the war, who is the fight? Old Fourteen?"

"Thirteen masters!"

The sudden squeezing of his head made Jia Cong a little dazed, only to see Liu Ke smile: "Tell me, is it the old fourteen?" How can such a fun thing be without this king!"

He's meowing, there is no normal person in this group of old gentlemen of the previous generation!

Jia Cong had no choice but to mutter, and briefly talked about what happened in Yongfang last night.

"Thirteenth Master, there is no real evidence for this matter, if you really do it, you can't say that you will be punished. After all, there are some things that can't be said too clearly, and you always have to give an explanation to the court. I don't think you should get involved, it's really a bit embarrassing to be beaten in front of the Manchu civil and military forces."

Jia Cong's persuasion had no effect at all, Liu Ke glanced at Liu Xin and Liu Ye, who were fighting with several officials not far away, and smiled: "Face? What do you want this thing for? Last time, the king of hibiscus paste has not had a chance to repay it, so I will collect some interest today!"

The more the hibiscus paste case is investigated, the more people are involved, the old fourteen has a share, and his eldest nephew Liu Ye also has a share, and the water solution is inseparable from both parties.

Since you can't figure it out, then ignore it. One word, fuck it! Z.br>

Anyway, Lao Tzu's name as the No. 1 gentleman in the capital has been worn on his head for twenty years, and it makes sense for him to do anything, right?

Coincidentally, the carriage of the Beijing County Mansion arrived.

It was already very cold in the capital in October, and before the palace gate was opened, Shui Rong continued to sit in the carriage and did not come out, holding the hand stove and enjoying the warmth......

Boom!

"Oops!"

"Fuck, who hit this king?"

Well?

Shui Rong only felt that his carriage suddenly moved slightly, and then there was a sound of scolding outside.

Before he could react, he heard a commotion outside, and hurriedly lifted the curtain to check the situation.

Before the hour passed, the genius was faintly bright, and with the help of the lantern hanging on the carriage, Shui Rong saw a scene that gave him a toothache.

Under the wheels of his carriage lay a man, wearing a python robe and jade belt, wearing a gold and purple crown, holding his right leg on the ground and wailing and scolding.

There was already a full circle of people around the carriage, including several old commanders of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, the senior scholars of the cabinet, and the princes of the clan......

"Oh, oh, this king's leg was broken by the Shui family's carriage! Father, my son is going to die of pain! Fourth brother, my brother's leg is gone!"

Liu Ke's howl was quite rhythmic, which made Jia Cong stunned, this is the Daxia version of porcelain?

"Master, the old slave really didn't see anything, our carriage stopped, but the prince of Zhongshun said that our carriage hit him."

The coachman of the palace of Beijing County was about to cry, and when he saw Shui Rong appearing, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Liu Ke was furious when he heard this, stood up and kicked it

The coachman kicked him: "You cunning woman, will this king still wronged you?"

Shui Rong pointed at Liu Ke, who was jumping around, and his face became gloomy: "Thirteenth Master, you don't look like you have broken your leg."

Uh~ sloppy!

Liu Ke immediately fell down slowly, holding his left leg and wailing again: "Oops, my leg, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!

Burst......

Finally, some of the onlookers couldn't help it and laughed.

Jia Cong couldn't help but hold his forehead, and reminded him in a low voice: "Right leg, right leg, it was your right leg that was hit just now!"

Belch~

"Yes, yes, it's the right leg. What do you think of what this king has become? People are confused!"

Liu Ke put down his left leg, hugged his right leg and continued to wail: "My leg, ~~~~~~~"

The voice was extremely miserable, and Liu Ke's wail could be heard in front of the entire palace gate.

Liu Xin was originally crowded in the crowd, wanting to see the "ugly state" of his brother, but suddenly he just squeezed forward and was kicked in.

The ministers who watched the excitement were startled by the people who flew out, and when they looked closely, they saw Liu Chen, the faithful king, lying on the ground, with a big footprint on his buttocks.

"Okay, you Liu Chen, you dare to take the opportunity to beat Lao Tzu!"

Oh~

When everyone saw the figure of walking out of the crowd with their sleeves rolled, they were all relieved.

It's Jia Amnesty Jia Enhou, that's normal.

Liu Xian's mind was still a mess, and after being confused, he scolded angrily: "Jia Enhou, are you fucking crazy? When did this king beat you?"

Jia Yu did not shy away from it, and stepped on his right foot with his left foot openly, and the originally clean official boots were suddenly dirty.

"Look, what have you trampled on Lao Tzu's feet? And said you didn't beat Lao Tzu!"

Hiss!

Everyone first looked at the shameless Jia Yu, and then at the shameless Liu Ke, all of them took a deep breath and quietly took a step back.

These two old gentlemen are too shameless, obviously looking for fault, taking a step back to keep safe, in case they splash blood, it will not be good.

The water is still patient, Jia Yu took a bite of Lao Tzu, and directly made Liu Xin angry, and his eyes were red on the spot.

It's right that this king and you Jia Yu are incompatible, but you fucking wronged this king in front of everyone, is it really muddy for me Liu Xin?

"Jia Enhou, this king is fighting with you!"

Liu Xian yelled and got up and rushed at Jia Yu, Jia Yu didn't hesitate, and directly kicked again.

Who is Jia Yu? The heir personally trained by Jia Daishan, the prince of Xianrongguo, is ridiculous for a few years, but his kung fu has not fallen, and the strength of his feet and the angle of his kicks are all the best.

Liu Xi smashed on the guards of the Loyal Palace, who had just rushed in, and directly knocked down several people.

Whew......

Liu Xi felt that the lung tubes could no longer breathe, and he lay on the human flesh cushion and hung his breath.

I finally regained my breath, like a trash fish landing on the shore, struggling to breathe in the fresh air.

After being helped up by the guards, Liu Xian was already about to go crazy, his red eyes caressed his chest, and he pointed at Jia Yu viciously: "Today there is you without me, Jia Yu, this king must kill you today and give it to this king!"

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