Chapter Ninety-Four: Is This What Is This Called Eating Seafood?

"You said that King Yan instructed his subordinates to beat Huang Wu? And broke Huang Wu's leg? How dare he? He wasn't afraid of offending King Qin? ”

In the Jin Palace, listening to Bian Gu's report, Zhao Heng was slightly stunned, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Although Zhao Ding is the same as them, they are all Zhao Chongyuan's parents.

But in terms of status and favor, it is far worse than them.

Otherwise, he would not have been directly sent by Zhao Chongyuan to Youzhou, a bitter cold place where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs since ancient times.

And it's eight years.

Now that he finally got the opportunity to return to Beijing, he directly instructed his subordinates to break the leg of the housekeeper of the Qin Palace.

That's really interesting.

Zhao Heng pinched his chin and walked around the hall.

Bian Gu on the side looked at Zhao Heng and didn't dare to speak.

After coming over for a while, he asked a little tentatively: "Lord Wang, according to my estimate, with the temper of King Qin, after going back this time, I will specify that I want to participate in the Yan King, do we also want it?" ”

Zhao Heng glanced at Bian Gu with slanted eyes, and said with a contemptuous smile: "You idiot, you know that you have fallen into the well, and you have been with me for so long, what about your brain?"

Helping King Qin to participate in a book and getting rid of Zhao Ding, what is the benefit to me?

Waiting for Zhao Ding to leave, am I fighting with King Qin's real sword and real gun?

Rather than this, it is better to win over Zhao Ding, although he has no power and power, and there is no maternal power behind him, even his father and emperor don't treat him very much, but after all, he is also a prince, if he uses it well, he may be able to become my right-hand man.

Rather than this, it is better to co-opt, why offend.

It was I who helped King Qin to participate in Zhao Dingyi, and King Qin will thank the prince, don't I?

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, why don't you understand such a shallow truth? ”

Zhao Heng's face was gloomy, and he scolded Bian Gu with a mouthful of scolding.

Hearing this, Bian Gu's face was also dripping with cold sweat.

He had thought of this, but the problem was that he didn't dare to say it.

Doesn't it seem that he, a dog-legged man, has his own ideas?

"Where is King Yan now? The king will go to him himself. ”

After a while, Zhao Heng suddenly looked at Bian Gu and asked.

Listening to Zhao Heng's words, Bian Gu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Lord Wang, after our people watched His Royal Highness King Yan leave the post house, they found a carriage and led people into the inner city lightly, and it seemed that they were going in the direction of the Teaching Workshop Division. ”

"Faculty Division? It's all like this, how can he still be in the mood to go to the Workshop Division? ”

Listening to Bian Gu's words, Zhao Heng was completely stunned.

This front foot just offended the real power prince of Zhao Gang standing behind Zhao Gang, and the back foot went to the teaching department to be happy?

Why is this Zhao Dingxin so big?

But when I thought about Zhao Ding's appearance when he was a child studying in the capital.

Zhao Heng also seemed to understand something.

Touching his chin and sighing: "Fools have stupid blessings, but it's a pity that they gave birth to the wrong royal family." ”

After that, he instructed Bian Gu: "Go and change your clothes, and follow this king to the Jiaofang Division." ”

"Huh? Shall we go too? ”

Listening to Zhao Heng's words.

Bian Gu was slightly stunned.

Although there is no law in the Great Qian's law, the royal family is strictly ordered to go to the sect.

But after all, the Workshop Division is not a thing that can be put on the table.

Therefore, the children of the royal family rarely go for the sake of fame.

"It's the prince."

Bian Gu shouted respectfully, but before he could go far, he heard Zhao Heng shouting: "Bring the elixir and jade dew that this king gave to His Majesty last time and was returned, so that this unfavored little imperial brother of this king can feel the good things of my Ying Emperor City." ”

……

Qingzhou.

Han Wangfu.

Compared with the magnificent, extravagant Qin Wangfu on another street.

Han Wangfu is obviously much simpler.

The specifications may be the same, but the difference can be seen from the internal details and decorations or from the clothes worn by the people at the door.

At this moment, compared to the Qin Wangfu, which had already been empty, there were only a few guards left.

The local squires and wealthy families in Qingzhou, who were densely packed outside the Han Wang's Mansion and had big bellies and round waists, looked anxious at the moment, standing or squatting at the door of the Han Wang's Mansion, looking at the closed gate of the Han Wang's Mansion from time to time.

There is no other reason.

Recently, Zhao Chongyuan ordered a thorough investigation of Qingzhou and Yizhou taxes.

Especially after destroying the four major families of Zhou, Li, Sun and Qian in one go.

also transferred the King of Qin and the King of Jin away.

These landlords and gentry who were dependent on the four major families and the King of Qin and King Jin on weekdays to oppress the power of the township panicked instantly.

One by one, they hurriedly prepared generous gifts to find King Han, a prince who was inconspicuous in the past but is now particularly dazzling.

"Is King Han coming out?"

"When will King Han come out?"

"We've been waiting for three days, and I'll give you a letter."

"You've only been three days, I've been seven days, I'm more anxious than you."

……

Discussions continued to sound outside King Han's mansion.

Listening to these discussions, those landlords and gentry who still had some hope suddenly lowered their heads.

And at the same time.

Inside the palace of King Han.

Inside the martial arts arena near the backyard.

A young man bends his bow and shoots an arrow at the target plate in front of him.

Each of the nine arrows in a row was a missed shot, and all of them hit the bull's-eye.

"The prince's archery skills are becoming more and more superb, and he has a bit of His Majesty's demeanor back then."

As the young man shot nine arrows in succession, on the periphery of the martial arts arena, an old monk in a black robe walked up with a towel and said with a smile.

"The master is overrated."

The young man took the towel and wiped the sweat from his face.

Fold it in his hand, he looked at the old monk in a black robe with a gentle smile.

Seeing that the young man wiped the sweat from his face, the old monk in a black robe took out a stack of documents from his sleeve and handed it to the young man, saying: "According to the prince's orders, these are the gift lists and rosters handed in by the gentry and landlords outside, I don't know what the prince has planned." ”

And this young man is none other than Zhao Hua, the king of Han.

After taking the document handed over by the old monk, the young man glanced at it, tore it directly with his hand, looked at the old monk with a smile and said, "Master, have these people been here?" ”

Hearing this, the old monk was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I haven't come, I haven't come." ”

After that, he said no more.

The closed gate of the Han Wang's Mansion was still closed, and the archery in the martial arts arena continued.

It seems to be in a world, but it is not in a world.

……

At dusk.

Zhao Ding took Zhang San and "Lu Tao" and finally came to Yingtian's famous teaching department.

At the beginning of the lanterns, all kinds of carriages have stopped outside the alley where the Jiaofang Division is located, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras came from the courtyard, and there was a moving singing voice from Qingyue.

Listen to this familiar scene that can't be more familiar.

Zhao Dingxin understood.

The beautiful nightlife is about to begin!

And "Lu Tao" looked at Zhao Ding and Zhang San with a ghostly expression.

Is this called eating seafood?