Fall Hunting in Iron Web Mountain...well, it's winter hunting now.
The Second Saint was at odds over this matter for several days, and everyone in the palace felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the Forbidden City.
Not to mention the fourth prince Liu Hong who ran away and hid in Prince Zhongshun's Mansion, even the palace maids who served the Second Saint avoided him if they thought they could.
It is said that the koi in the Taiye Pond have been afraid to show up recently, for fear that the old man will take advantage of them...
As the saying goes, the emperor is an old child now. He felt that the emperor's son disliked him, so he was unwilling to take him out to play. As for the emperor, he was actually just worried about his health.
When others wanted to persuade him, the old man felt that he couldn't admit it because he was worried that his son would dislike him. He couldn't lose face, so he refused to admit it.
It’s not unreasonable for Mr. Pardon to say that the fourth son is stubborn. He is already very angry and can’t bear to admit his mistakes to his father. One is stubborn, the other is strong, and he lacks a person who is qualified to mediate, so it’s weird. Deadlocked.
The emperor grabbed the back of Jia Cong's neck, with a smile on his face that was like a "warm spring breeze", and asked in a seductive manner: "Jia Cong, what do you think I do to you?"
When his fate was revealed, Jia Cong's smile was uglier than crying: "The emperor's kindness to me is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. The gratitude of the emperor to me is like the endless stream of the river, like the overflowing of the Yellow River." Unstoppable..."
Snapped!
His head hurt, Jia Cong skillfully squatted on the ground holding his head.
"Then you knew I was in trouble, but you didn't come to the palace to help me. Is this your way of expressing gratitude?"
"If I go and disagree with you, you might give me a slap in the face."
Um?
The emperor pulled him up and asked curiously: "Do you also think that I should let my father go to Tienwang Mountain?"
Jia Cong cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is worried about the safety of the Saint. In fact, the Saint has more of a psychological problem now. He has lived a happy life, and has basically stayed in the big palm of the Dragon Head Palace since last autumn hunting. With his old man’s temperament, how can he not feel depressed?”
"That's the truth..."
"One more thing, when His Majesty leaves the palace this time, are the Fourth and Fifth Highnesses going to go? Will the princes, princes, grandsons and even princesses and princesses from the capital have to go with him? If you leave the saint alone in the palace, he will how to think?"
"Ouch, the fourth child seems to dislike his father. He is trying to burn bridges by crossing the river..."
Snapped!
After being slapped again on the head, Jia Cong felt aggrieved: "Did I say something wrong? Why did you hit me again?"
The emperor snorted arrogantly: "That makes sense, but I feel uncomfortable hearing it."
In fact, the emperor felt that as a wise and powerful emperor, he was not as considerate as a child. He lost face and became angry.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I couldn't save my face, and the emperor's hands became itchy. Raising his right hand slightly, he saw Jia Cong swooping away into the distance, hiding behind the pillar with half of his head exposed.
Well……
"come over!"
"No, I'm afraid of getting beaten!"
"Come here, I will never hit you this time!"
"My father often said this before..."
"This is my word of mouth!"
Can it still be like this?
Jia Cong had no choice but to shrink his head and move forward slowly...
Snapped!
As expected, a man's mouth is deceiving. Jia Cong covered his head and muttered: "You are a bit ungrateful..."
The emperor glanced at the little fat man who was mumbling: "What are you mumbling about?"
"I say that your Majesty is wise and powerful, has civilized martial arts, and has benefited the people. He will be unified for thousands of years... so what, uh, will be unified forever!"
Jia Cong almost lost his temper, but Jia Cong acted obediently. The emperor put his hand on Jia Cong's head. He didn't knock it this time, but rubbed it with satisfaction.
"Jia Cong, I think what you said makes sense. It is indeed not a problem to leave my father alone in the palace. In this case, I give you a task..."
Uh~
Jia Cong really wanted to run away, but his brain was in someone else's hands, so he had no choice but to be obedient.
"My father will be left to you and Hong'er. You two brothers will be responsible for my father's food and daily life until the autumn hunt is successfully completed!"
With the arrival of the royal charioteer, the entire Ningrong and Rong mansions began to move nervously.
Of course, the Jia family will not be responsible for the food and daily life. This time Yuanchun returned to his hometown to visit relatives, but he brought six bureaus and one department with a total of nearly a hundred people, which was enough for the emperor to toss.
The main hall was brightly lit, and the emperor was enjoying the gentle and freehand feeling of Yuan Chun.
"It's more comfortable here in Yuan'er. Don't you know that the food is not good when my father is angry? It was me who threw Xiao Wu into the Dragon Head Palace, which temporarily relieved the old man's anger. A little bit on the left, yes. Click here again."
Yuanchun pressed the emperor's shoulders, smiled and said, "Before leaving the palace, I went to pay my respects to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother said that His Highness the Fourth Highness had gone to hide in the Thirteenth Master's house early in the morning. Shiro had set a fire. , I ran away and let others take care of me. I guess His Highness the Fifth Prince will be crying without tears."
When Yuanchun 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 hugged the tree at the door and refused to let go...
It’s really a bit of a trap for my son!
However, isn’t giving birth to a son just for the sake of cheating? Thinking of this, the emperor felt relieved again.
Moreover, cheating his son is nothing, he just cheated Yuanchun's younger brother.
"It doesn't matter. I'll throw Jia Cong to Longshou Palace tomorrow and let him serve my father. I think with his intelligence, he will definitely make my father happy."
Yuanchun was stunned when he heard this. The emperor was indeed the most sinister.
"Jia Cong just said something that came to my heart. My father is very sensitive right now. Although sometimes I do it for my father's good, it is very easy for him to misunderstand me. This time If I don’t take my father with me, there might be someone stirring up trouble behind my back..."
The emperor suddenly sighed, took Yuan Chun's hand and squeezed it gently: "Yuan'er, actually now is the most critical time. I can't relax at all, and I must not let them seize any chance."
"Shiro always thinks so carefully. I just feel sorry for Shiro's overwork. It would be great if there were more ministers in the court who could share Shiro's worries."
Yuanchun snuggled into the emperor's chest and spoke softly. She never got involved in political affairs. Even if the emperor talked to her, she would just make a few insinuations.
The emperor put his hand on Yuan Chun's slightly protruding abdomen and stroked it gently: "Yuan'er is right, it's time for me to pick some people who can take advantage of me."
When people in the garden live a comfortable life, people outside are busy.
The night was already very late, but the study room in the east courtyard was still lit with lights.
"Brother Jing, please go and rest first. I'm keeping an eye on you."
Master Pardon took a sip of strong tea and finally woke up. He persuaded Jia Jing to go back and rest, but he heard Jia Jiu's voice coming from the door: "General, there is indeed a thief!"
Wow!
The door was opened. Mr. Pardon's eyes were red, and he stared at Jia Jiu and asked, "How many are there? Have they been caught alive?"
"Come in and talk."
Jia Jing sat up straight, solemn and solemn.
Jia Jiu entered the study, closed the door, and said, "My subordinates arranged for people to keep an eye on every place in the square. Some people sneaked into the square before the curfew, and others sneaked in after the curfew, and they were not the same group of people. Dragon Guards A group of people were killed. Our people killed a group of people. We originally captured a few people alive, but these people were all dead soldiers. They hid poison in their mouths and committed suicide."
Jia Jing was calm and composed, and drank tea slowly. After thinking carefully for a moment, he said: "Give the body to the Dragon Guards and let them investigate. Whether it is against the Empress or Your Majesty, the Dragon Guards will definitely not give up on this matter."
"Brother Jing, we can't just ignore everything and not investigate."
Jia Jing glanced at the furious Pardon Master and said quietly: "What else are you investigating? Tomorrow you just take people to block Liu Ye and give him a good beating. If you still don't get over it, kill Liu Ye, Shui Rong and Wang Ziteng." Take it with you."
Well, that seems to be the truth!
No matter who sends the dead soldiers, just hit them in one place with their fists.
Master Pardon smiled coldly: "Yes, why didn't I think of that? Anyway, it's just these guys. Tomorrow morning I will find a reason to block them in front of the palace gate and beat them up..."
"Brother Enhou came here very early today. I thought you were going to take leave and rest at home today."
Jia She lifted up the curtain of the carriage and his eyes lit up.
He jumped out of the carriage and put his arms around the shoulders of Feng Tang, who was greeting him: "Old Feng, come here, brother, I want to tell you something..."
Feng Tang was pulled to a quiet place by Jia She for unknown reasons, and the two of them whispered.
Jia Cong yawned and stood beside the carriage with Feng Ziying, and could vaguely hear Feng Tang's exclamation.
"What? This...is not good."
"Manpower... is not enough..."
"It's so embarrassing to get slapped..."
Feng Ziying asked Jia Cong in confusion: "Brother Cong, what is uncle talking about to my father?"
Jia Cong rubbed his still confused eyes and looked around: "There will be a battle soon, Brother Feng, be prepared..."
"What are you fighting for? Who are you fighting for? The fourteenth old man?"
"Master Thirteen!"
Jia Cong was a little confused by the sudden crowd of heads, and Liu Ke chuckled: "Tell me, are you the Fourteenth? How could such a fun thing be without me!"
Damn it, none of these old dudes from the previous generation are normal!
Jia Cong had no choice but to mutter and briefly tell what happened in Yongfang last night.
"Thirteenth Master, there is no real evidence for this matter. If you really take action, you may be punished. After all, some things cannot be explained too clearly, and you must give an explanation to the court. I think you should not get involved. It is indeed a bit embarrassing to be slapped in front of the civil and military officials of the court."
Jia Cong's persuasion had no effect at all. Liu Ke glanced at Liu Wei and Liu Ye, who were having a heated fight with several officials not far away, and smiled: "Face? What do you want this for? Last time, you used lotus cream." I haven’t had a chance to retaliate yet, so I’ll collect some interest today!”
The more the case of Furong Cream is investigated, the more people are involved. Lao Sisi is involved, his eldest nephew Liu Ye is also involved, and Shui Rong is inseparable from both parties.
Since you can't figure it out, just ignore it. One word, fuck him! Z.br>
Anyway, I have been wearing the title of the number one dandy in the capital for twenty years, so whatever the dandy does is reasonable, right?
By chance, the carriage from Beijing County Prince's Palace arrived.
It was already very cold in the capital in October. Before the palace door opened, Shui Rong continued to sit in the carriage and did not come out, holding the hand stove and enjoying the warmth...
Bang!
"Ouch!"
"Damn it, who hit me?"
Um?
Shui Rong only felt his carriage suddenly move slightly, and then there was a sound of cursing outside.
Before he could react, he heard a commotion outside and quickly raised the car curtain to check the situation.
Before the time passed, the genius was slightly brighter. With the help of the lantern hanging on the carriage, Shui Rong saw a scene that made his tooth ache.
There was a man lying under the wheel of his carriage, wearing a python robe and jade belt, and a golden and purple crown. He was holding his right leg on the ground, wailing and cursing.
There was already a circle of people surrounding the carriage, including several marshals from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, bachelors from the cabinet, and princes from the clan...
"Oh, oh, my leg was broken by the Shui family's carriage! Father, my son is in pain! Fourth brother, my brother's leg is gone!"
Liu Ke's howling was quite rhythmic, which made Jia Cong stunned. Is this the Daxia version of porcelain?
"Master, I really didn't see anything. Our carriage stopped, but Prince Zhongshun said it was our carriage that hit him."
The driver of Beijing County Prince's Mansion was about to cry. Seeing Shui Rong show up, he knelt down and kowtowed.
Liu Ke became angry when he heard this. He stood up and kicked the man
The coachman kicked him: "You are a cunning woman, do you think this king will still wrongly accuse you?"
Shui Rong pointed his finger at Liu Ke, who was bouncing around, and his face turned gloomy: "Master Thirteen, you don't look like your leg was broken."
Uh~ That’s sloppy!
Liu Ke immediately fell down slowly, holding his left leg and wailing again: "Oh, my leg, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!"
puff……
Some of the civil and military ministers who were watching finally couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.
Jia Cong couldn't help but hold his forehead and whispered: "Right leg, right leg, it was your right leg that was hit just now!"
Uh~
"Yes, yes, it's the right leg. Do you see how it hit me? I'm so hurt and confused!"
Liu Ke put down his left leg, hugged his right leg and continued to cry: "My legs~~~~~~~"
The sound was extremely miserable, and Liu Ke's wailing could be heard in front of the entire palace gate.
Liu Wei was also squeezed in the crowd, wanting to see the "ugliness" of his old enemy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he squeezed forward, he was kicked in.
The ministers who were watching the excitement were startled by the people flying out. When they looked carefully, they saw the loyal king Liu Ao lying on the ground with a big footprint on his buttocks.
"How dare you, Liu Wei, take the opportunity to hit me!"
Oh~
When everyone saw the figure walking out of the crowd with his sleeves rolled up, they were all relieved.
It's Jia She Jia Enhou, so that's normal.
Liu Yan's mind was still confused at this moment. After being confused, he retorted angrily: "Jia Enhou, are you fucking crazy? When did I hit you?"
Jia She did not shy away and stepped on his right foot with his left foot openly. The originally clean official boots suddenly became dirty.
"Look, how did you step on my feet? And you said you didn't hit me!"
hiss!
Everyone first looked at the shameless Jia She and then at the shameless Liu Ke. They all took a deep breath and quietly took a step back.
These two old dudes were so shameless. They were obviously looking for trouble. They took a step back to stay safe. It would be bad if they were covered in blood.
Shui Rong could still bear it, but Jia She's mouthful of words made Liu Wei so angry that he became red-eyed on the spot.
It's true that I, Jia She, are at odds with each other, but you damned, wrongly accused me in front of everyone, do you really think that I, Liu Bei, am a fool?
"Jia Enhou, I will fight with you!"
Liu Wei yelled and stood up and rushed towards Jia She. Jia She didn't hesitate and kicked him again.
Who is Jia She? The heir who was personally trained by the late Duke Jia Daishan has not lost any of his skills over the past few years. He has perfected the strength of his kicks and the angles of his kicks.
Liu Biao hit the guards of the Zhongxin Palace who had just rushed in, knocking down several of them.
Huhu...
Liu Wei felt that his lungs were no longer able to breathe, and he lay on the human mattress and seemed to be hanging out of breath.
I finally regained my breath, like a fish that fell on the shore, struggling to breathe fresh air.
After being helped up by the guards, Liu Wei was already going crazy. He stroked his chest with red eyes and pointed at Jia She fiercely: "With you and without me today, Jia She, I will definitely kill you today and give it to my king!" "
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