The prince took a sip of hot tea without hesitation, and continued to ask:

"Qiu Feng said, one is an official who shouts every day that the king is like a father, the minister is the son, and all the thoughts and thoughts of the courtiers should be used for the monarch's father, and the other is an official who values the people all day long, and the monarch should lead by example, and the official who violates the law and the common people is guilty, which is more pleasing, or to put it bluntly, what type of officials does the emperor generally like?"

This question is a bit complicated and quite deep, Qiu Feng frowned for a moment, and said timidly:

"In Weichen's understanding, it should be the first type of official, which is more in line with the emperor's favorite."

"Why?"

"Pleasing to the eye and pleasing to the ear."

Yuan Zhi smiled and said:

"You're smart enough to do what you like, but it's a pity that you're talking too superficially. The first point of view is the emperor's ruling philosophy and policy, and it is also the political and ideological consciousness of the majority of officials. ”

"The second point of view, this is the goal of the emperor's personal moral pursuit, and it is also the image shaping that he shows in front of the people of the world."

The prince's almost philosophical words are a bit esoteric and difficult to understand, and the autumn wind seems to understand it or not, and he doesn't understand it halfway.

But this did not affect her enthusiasm for learning from the prince and her personality cult.

……

From the third watch, the prince was surrounded by Zhaoyi Luanfeng and other concubines and palace maids, first bathing, then combing his hair and dressing.

The wedding of the prince is very solemn and exquisite.

The fifth watch reported the time, and as soon as the sky was bright, the welcoming team set off from the East Palace on time.

Yuan Zhi wore a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair, a crimson dragon prince robe, and purple deerskin palace boots on his feet.

There are many palace maids and eunuchs dressed in gorgeous costumes in the procession, and they hold high the banner and scepter as the prince's wedding scepter.

At the head of the procession were the court drummers, who played in groups.

Today, the Suzaku Gate of the Imperial Palace is also very lively, and officials above the seventh rank in Beijing are required to dress up to attend the prince's wedding ceremony.

Princes and princesses of the imperial family, second-class lords in Beijing, as well as abdicating ministers, and foreign envoys were invited to attend.

As for the security of the welcoming team, this is slightly different from the private visit of the prince's microservice.

Ding Jiu and more than 20 of his personal guards were required to dress up in a column, not to carry bows and crossbows, and the Qianniu knife was also quietly hung on the saddle, and several red ribbons floated on the scabbard, like an ornament.

In short, the festive procession is not allowed to show murder weapons, cold light, etc.

The five hundred thousand Niu Wei led by Fan Hu can be fully armed, and they are required to serve as guards from a distance around the welcoming procession.

The Hancheng River runs through the entire Chang'an City and is the main river for the transportation of goods in Qindi, which undertakes the transportation of goods in the capital.

Today is the prince's wedding, and the Hancheng River is close to the rivers around Qujiang Lake and Wangchun Pavilion, and he was ordered to be under martial law for a long time.

On the originally lively river, there is not a single boat in sight, and it looks very deserted.

Near the river is a very wide post road, and since this is a royal garden, it has been repaired for a long time, and the road is very smooth and straight.

The front of the welcoming procession was beating gongs and drums, followed by the honor guard of the eunuchs and palace maids, and behind was the crown prince Luan.

Looking at it from both sides, except for the roof of Luan, the front and back of the carriage were tightly covered by guards riding tall horses.

Along the way, they were cleared in advance by Fan Hu's Qianniuwei, and there were almost no pedestrians.

Occasionally, when I saw the prince welcoming his relatives and horses, he also hurried to avoid it.

Ding Jiu's falcon-like eyes looked around, and he didn't let his guard down in the slightest.

As long as the crown prince was out and left the imperial city, his attention would naturally be highly concentrated.

It's a professional habit.

The Seoul River on the right, near the post road, is growing just right, and the banks are almost covered with dense reeds.

The morning breeze blew, and the reeds rattled.

Smelling a slightly watery dampness between his noses, the prince asked the little eunuch to lift the curtains, and he comfortably inhaled the moist air, feeling clear and comfortable.

The drummers of the welcoming team came here to take a short break and stop drumming, because about two miles in front of them is Ince Square.

The Dingguo Mansion is located in Ince Square, where the drummers show their skills and strength.

At this time, there was no other noise except for the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, the clattering of horses, and the sound of the river crashing on the bank.

But someone wants to break the silence.

Originally silent, in the reeds where no one was found, suddenly shot swishing bows and arrows.

There are also short-range crossbow arrows.

"Ouch..."

“……”

For a time, several of the eunuchs and palace maids of the honor guard were hit by arrows, and the rest were so frightened that they shouted their fathers and mothers and hid everywhere.

The guards on the left side of the horse team also had a few arrows, and they fell down with a wail.

For a time, there were miserable howls, neighing horses, and chaotic screams and scolding.

Immediately, the guards were vigorous, and they had already ducked down and hid inside the horses.

The original strict formation suddenly showed some flaws.

"Protect Prince Luan, and quickly rush through this reed area!" Seeing this, Ding Jiu ordered loudly.

Unfortunately, the guards did not have five consecutive crossbows in their hands, and dozens of tall horses formed a circle around Luan to protect them.

They hid on the inside of their horses, and the attackers' bows and arrows could not hurt anyone.

Although they were suddenly attacked, the guards were still extremely calm and did not mess up.

The sneak attackers were obviously not many, and the horses were running too fast, and they could only show up in hand-to-hand combat.

The reeds that blocked the view were suddenly lifted, and twenty killers in black night clothes jumped up from the water.

He was in the air, and the long knife in his hand was raised.

"Kill!"

“？？？”

The guards drew their swords, mounted on their horses to meet the enemy, and began hand-to-hand combat with the Assassins.

Ding Jiu was shocked and angry, and the others flew up from the horse like a big bird, and when they landed, they were among several assassins, slashing one assassin with a knife, and slashing one assassin with a knife, and striking out with his left fist, actually knocking another assassin into the air.

He struck with an elbow and clicked, and the assassin on the left side shattered his sternum and collapsed to the ground.

The man straightened up again, slashing his sword horizontally, cutting off half of the other Assassin's head.

He and Jiang Wulang and all the other guards punched, kicked and slashed, the movements were coherent and vicious, and he killed seven or eight assassins in an instant, which stabilized his position a little.

But these assassins were all skilled in swordsmanship, steady in pace, and easy in their work.

Fortunately, the Qianniu guards all rode war horses and had a certain advantage, which made the guards breathe a little breather.

At this moment, two black shadows suddenly rose from the reeds and attacked directly at the running Prince Luan.

"Bang bang..."

The two thousand oxen guards rode their horses to block, and they each slapped them, flew out of their horses for several feet, and fell to the ground and died.

"Protect the Prince!"

Ding Jiu and Jiang Wulang, who were closely protecting Luan, rode their horses to meet the enemy, and the four top masters fought together.

The two sides only took a few moves, and Ding Jiu and Jiang Wulang felt that the qi and blood in their bodies were tumbling.

The other party's skills are far better than their own.

"Bang..."

Ding Jiu slapped his opponent, spat blood and lay on the horse's back, and the people and horses fell behind Luan.

The masked assassin flew out and stabbed the eunuch who was driving, and used his light skills to catch up with Luan, pulling the reins of the horse with both hands to force the chariot to stop.