Originally, Zhao Xu's throne was set by the Empress Dowager Gao, and Zhao Xu was only ten years old at that time, so he was grateful to this grandmother. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, the disagreement between Zhao Xu and Empress Dowager Gao was due to the struggle for imperial power. As the king of a country, Zhao Xu did not want to be at the mercy of others, and Empress Dowager Gao thought that Zhao Xu was young and impetuous and could not manage the country well...... The two do not give in to each other, and naturally there is constant friction and conflict!

The forbidden soldiers guarding Funing Palace couldn't help but laugh when they saw Han Duzhi, who had always had no one in his eyes, running out with a disgraced face.

Li Dutou saw that his face was swollen like a pig's head, he couldn't help but smile, and stepped forward to salute: "Han Dudu knows what's wrong?

Although Han Shouen didn't smile when he saw these forbidden soldiers, he expected that they must have laughed at themselves to death in their hearts! So Han Shouen immediately held his head high, lifted his buttocks and tucked his abdomen, he looked like a big rooster, and he really had a majestic and high-spirited momentum.

"The miscellaneous family is fine! Li Dutou still focuses more on the saint here, don't make any mistakes!" Han Shouen snorted, shook the dust in his hand, and strode away.

"Oh my name, a thief who didn't have a handle, what a miracle!"

When Han Shouen walked away, Li Dutou spat in the direction he left, scolding and scolding. He was so angry because Han Shouen's whisk of dust was thrown in his face just now.

Hitting people doesn't slap people in the face, and picking people up doesn't take short. Who wouldn't be angry? Seeing like this, Li Dutou was respectful to Han Shouen on his face, but he didn't really convince him in private.

Li Dutou wiped his face, for fear that Han Shouen's dust would not be clean and unlucky.

In fact, the original function of the dust whisk was to clean the floating dust, like where the emperor went to sit, the eunuch had to sweep the stool as soon as possible to clean it before letting the emperor sit down;

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At the end of the day, there were no more visitors to Funing Palace, and the front of the palace gate was very deserted.

At night, there were two black shadows that evaded the guards and sneaked into the Funing Palace one after another, until a ray of light appeared in the sky, and then secretly left. These two people did not alarm the three second-rate masters in the palace from beginning to end.

When he arrived the next day, Han Shouen hurriedly came again. At this time, most of the swelling on his face disappeared, and he was basically fine, thinking that he must have seen the imperial doctor after he went back yesterday.

Han Shouen came this time, it was the emperor Zhao Xu, and the Empress Dowager Gao had agreed to drive the Funing Palace tomorrow~ This suggestion was put forward by Zhao Xu, and he naturally had no objections.

Not long after, Han Shouen ran back to his life again.

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In the evening, the weather suddenly changed. I saw that the sky was gray, the clouds were thick, the wind was howling, and the entire Bianliang City was about to come with a storm.

The shops on the street and the pedestrians rushed to their homes in a hurry, for fear of being drenched in the torrential rain. But when everyone went home, the wind outside the window was still strong, but there was not a drop of rain.

As soon as night fell, two more figures quietly sneaked into Funing Palace, but their destination this time was not the main hall where Zhao Xu was resting, but a thatched house in the most corner of the palace......

Cheng Yinan was originally a lay disciple of Shaolin, and his dull and boring life in the temple developed his calm character, so he guarded the Funing Palace for a few days, and he was not upset and irritable because of idleness like Su Mu and Liu Song.

When dinner time came, a eunuch brought food to Cheng Yinan.

Cheng Yinan's dinner was very simple, with only three vegetarian dishes: vegetarian roasted eggplant, black bean sauce, tiger skin and green pepper, soy soybeans, and a bowl of rice. This is also a habit he developed in the Shaolin Temple, he now can't eat meat at all, and he feels sick to his stomach when he smells the meat. So he specially instructed the imperial dining room to only cook vegetarian dishes for him, and not to see a trace of meat foam.

"This dish is good tonight!" Cheng Yinan thought as he pulled the dish into his mouth. The food was delicious, so he ate more than usual.

After dinner, Cheng Yinan moved his muscles and bones, sat cross-legged on the collapse, adjusted his breathing, and sat up. It's the homework he's been doing every night for as long as he can remember, rain or shine.

But after a while, he opened his eyes, covered his stomach with his hands, and his face was full of pain. Because he suddenly had the idea of going to the toilet.

He searched in his room for a long time, but he couldn't find any tools. Finally, I remembered that the eunuch who delivered the food just now took away the dung bucket in the corner of the wall and cleaned it, but why hasn't he brought it back yet?

"Poof!"

But it was Cheng Yinan's stomach that was 'leaking'~

He hurriedly covered his stomach with one hand, touched his buttocks with the other, bent over, and hurriedly ran towards the back of Funing Palace. He remembered that there was also a row of huts there.

However, the location of the thatched house is remote, and it is quite far from his residence. He didn't dare to use his internal strength at all, because as soon as his dantian true qi moved, he didn't have time to show his body, and it was estimated that his pants would be 'suffered' first~ So he had to trot to the thatched house.

"Whew!"

After the discharge, Cheng Yinan only felt refreshed, indescribably comfortable, and he exhaled happily despite the stench in the thatched house.

He stood up and was about to lift his pants, but suddenly he felt dizzy and weak, and then fell to the ground again.

"Ahh

Cheng Yinan screamed, he only felt that his throat was dry and sore, his eyes were in sharp pain, and tears were flowing down, blurring his vision.

He knew that he was on the enemy's path, and he was about to shout for help, but he saw a figure flash in front of him, and then he lost consciousness.

There was also a dark shadow outside the thatched house, and when he saw that the accomplices inside had walked out of the thatched house with Cheng Yinan on his back for a long time, he reprimanded: "Why are you so careless, you even let him exhale......"

"Don't be verbose, you're embarrassed to say that I'm going to do all this kind of drudgery. Why don't you come and help, he's too heavy!" the other complained.

The black shadow just said casually, he was not worried that Cheng Yinan's shouts would startle the other two second-rate masters, or some eunuch palace maids. This hut is extremely remote, far from the three's residence, and surrounded by trees that obstruct the transmission of sound, which can be described as the best place to 'act in secret'.

In addition, with the dark clouds and the howling wind tonight, any sound will be muffled and drowned out by the wind.

As for those subordinates in the palace, Zhao Xu had already made arrangements, and no one would disturb the two black shadows at this hour.

The black shadow came to the other person's side, and just reached out to pick up Cheng Nan, but he touched two pieces of 'fat meat'.

There was no moon or stars tonight, it was pitch black everywhere, and he got closer to see what he was touching. Aren't these two lumps of meat the two halves of Cheng Yinan's ass!