Although Fang Zhen has now lost his holy grace, it seems that he has no future in the eyes of others, but with his understanding of the emperor, ignoring himself at this time is not really annoying himself, or maybe he really doesn't care about it, the emperor's health is getting worse and worse.

I'm really annoyed, his fate will be like Luo Pei's before, the prison is a place to recuperate.

What about the son of the Marquis of Huaifeng?

Luo Pei used to be the right-hand man of the King of Shu, and he was a high-ranking water control minister in the court, but he was not a cat or a dog, and he was not imprisoned because he was angry?

In the past two years, the emperor has become more and more sacred-hearted, and his temper has become more and more bad, and when he was young, he may listen to the advice of his courtiers, but now if anyone dares to stop the emperor's prosperity, he may be dragged away directly, and he will be charged with a crime, and he will have to squat in prison.

However, he is still restrained, and those who are angry will not be killed.

This is far away, this time the king of Qi slapped his face, assassinated the general, and enriched the palace on behalf of the king, but the so-called so-called is a matter of course.

Not only the entire government and the opposition will understand, but I am afraid that the emperor will also understand.

Fang Zhen suddenly realized why he felt wrong just now.

It's this feeling of flowing water and flowing water.

"Is this a number of qi, or is it a power technique?"

Fang Zhen was really a little chilled, if you want to say that it is a number of qi, the acting king is lucky, and he is in harmony everywhere, if he wants to say that he is a power technique, he must also be promoted to the realm of "everyone" to have this feeling of being chaotic.

Either way, it's scary.

The acting king is only eighteen years old!

"You go and inform me, just say it's my order, let them publicize among the people of the rivers and lakes that the Acting Wangfu wants to recruit martial arts training leaders, and hold a martial arts competition in Yulinwei, anyone can participate, remember, it's done in private, don't reveal your identity, understand?"

Fang Zhen stopped his own thinking, it was too dangerous to continue thinking, and said to the young servant in front of him.

In the eyes of the people in the mansion now, he is a phoenix that has lost his hair and is not as good as a chicken, in fact, he just looks miserable, in addition to the leg injury that may be rooted, the connections are still there, and the military power is also there, even if he is accepted from the position, with his years of operation, it will not really be useless, not to mention, the emperor completely ignores him, and the official position is still on his body.

The young servant nodded: "Please rest assured, the little ones will do it." ”

The next morning, the gate of the palace was opened, and a car drove out of it.

From the specifications of this car, it can be seen that the non-prince can not be used, and the ox cart is more comfortable, maybe this ox cart is not the most luxurious in the capital, but it must be the most comfortable ox cart in the capital.

When Su Ziji took the ox cart for the first time, he felt the "terrible" of the means of transportation in this era, such as the ox cart, which is not fast, but even so, if you travel a little longer, the people sitting in it will not be comfortable.

The business of the royal palace under the control of the Yedao people went further and bigger, and some of the things that Su Ziji had searched for in the early days were also sent to the capital one after another and used in the transformation of the ox cart carriages.

People who don't know how to do it will not feel any difference at a glance, but if you really sit down, you will find that the experience is countless times better than that of an ordinary ox cart.

But even with such a comfortable ox cart, Su Ziji, who was wearing a full set of crown clothes and wanted to enter the palace to meet the emperor, still felt that he was not happy anywhere.

As soon as he moved slightly, the crown on his head jingled with beads, and the royal clothes with three layers inside and three layers outside were worn in the summer, which was definitely like torture "enjoyment", fortunately it was not summer yet, and Su Ziji felt a little stuffy after sitting in the car for a while.

Lifting the corner of the curtain with his hand and looking out, because of the protection of the left and right riders, passing streets, vehicles are parked on both sides to give way to the car, and the passing people are standing on the side of the road, curious to look at the car.

Su Ziji's ear is good, and he can hear words such as "This is the acting king!", "son of the prince" and "nobleman", which shows that his previous king should make him a celebrity in the capital now.

When he arrived at the palace gate, he was greeted by a soldier and a eunuch, and Su Ziqi knelt down as soon as he got off the ox cart.

"Get up. Su Ziji glanced at it and said.

The eunuch at the head bowed his waist and laughed with him: "The slave maid was ordered to welcome the king, but the emperor was in a hurry." ”

Saying this, Su Ziji couldn't help but want to see the sun in the sky, today is not the day of the last dynasty, he went out just after dawn, and when he arrived here, it was only the hour, not too late.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the eunuch went in to pass the ceremony, Su Ziji stood outside and waited, and after a while, he saw a figure hurriedly walking out and saluting Su Ziji: "The old slave has seen His Royal Highness the Acting King!"

"Father-in-law Zhao, how are you recovering from your injuries?" asked Su Ziji.

It was none other than Zhao Gonggong, who went with Fang Zhen to kill the big demon, and was injured after failure.

At this time, one of Zhao's father-in-law's arms was hung on his chest with a strip of cloth, and he also had abrasions on his face, which looked a little miserable.

Su Ziji's question made Zhao Gonggong's eyes reddened slightly, and he smiled: "The old slave's injury is not tight, it is only a minor injury, and I haven't congratulated you on being crowned king yet." ”

This posture, all the big eunuchs who have been in the palace for a long time will, Su Ziji didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "It's not too late." ”

As they spoke, the two of them went inside.

When I arrived at the main hall, I saw a man in a yellow robe sitting and watching.

Su Ziji restrained his smile and saluted solemnly, saying that when Su Ziji was a white body in the past, he also felt that this set was a scene of kung fu, but now he knows that not only etiquette is a must, but this Zhuang Jing is also from the heart.

The ignorant are fearless, those who know well are fearful, and the horror of imperial power is only understood by those in the system.

"Sun Chen thanksgiving, long live, long live, long live. ”

After waiting for a while, but not seeing the emperor call, Su Ziji could only continue to maintain the posture of saluting.

The emperor looked at the young man in front of him who thanked him in a trance, and when Su Ziji walked in from outside the hall just now, he was wearing a crown robe, which made the emperor in a trance, as if he saw his once favorite son Ah Fu.

When Su Ziji came to salute, he could see clearly that it was not Ah Fu, but Ah Fu's son, but he seemed to see the feeling of the former prince, but it still did not dissipate.

It's a mysterious, unspeakable surprise, pain, confusion, chagrin, panic, or even a nameless resentment.

"Your Majesty ......" Seeing this, Gonggong Zhao could only lower his voice and gently reminded him.

Only then did the emperor come back to his senses, coughed, and said slowly, "Get up." ”

"Your Majesty, Emperor. Su Ziji got up and stood there with his head down.

This honest gesture made the emperor can't help but look deeply again, thinking of the information that has just been sent to him, he has the heart to wait for the acting king to complain to him.

But then Su Ziji answered the question respectfully, and did not mention the fact that he was killed by the assassin in the Daiwang Mansion before, this is planning to swallow this dumb man for himself?

The emperor was a little unsure of what the acting king was thinking, so he planned to wait and see what happened, so he said slowly: "Acting king, you are the son of the crown prince, and the prince loves it, but it's a pity that ......."