"You said that King Yan ordered his servants to beat Huang Wu? He also broke Huang Wu's legs? How dare he? Is he not afraid of offending King Qin?"
In the palace of Prince Jin, Zhao Heng was slightly startled when he heard Bian Gu's report, and felt a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
Although Zhao Ding is Zhao Chongyuan's biological son just like them.
But in terms of status and favor, it is far behind them.
Otherwise, Zhao Chongyuan would not have sent him directly to Youzhou, a bitter cold place where birds cannot poop and chickens cannot lay eggs since ancient times.
And he stayed there for eight years.
Now that he finally got the chance to return to Beijing, he actually ordered his servants to break the leg of the housekeeper of Prince Qin's palace as soon as he came back.
This is really interesting.
Zhao Heng held his chin and stood walking around in the hall.
Bian Gu looked at Zhao Heng and did not dare to speak.
After coming here for a long time, he asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, in my estimation, with King Qin's temper, after returning this time, he has designated to read the King of Yan's book. Do we also want it?"
Zhao Heng glanced sideways at Bian Gu, smiled contemptuously and said: "You idiot, you know how to add insult to injury. You have stayed with me for so long. Where is your brain?
What good does it do me to help King Qin read a book and take away Zhao Ding?
Waiting for Zhao Ding to leave, am I fighting with King Qin with real swords and spears?
Instead of doing this, it's better to win over Zhao Ding. Although he has no power and no maternal power behind him, and even his father doesn't like him very much, he is still a prince after all. If he uses it well, he might become me. 's right-hand man.
Instead of doing this, it's better to win over, why offend.
Even if I helped the King of Qin read Zhao Ding's book, would the King of Qin thank me?
The enemy of your enemy is your friend. Why don’t you understand such a superficial truth? "
Zhao Heng had a gloomy face and scolded Bian Gu.
Bian Gu's face was dripping with cold sweat after hearing this.
He had thought of this, but the problem was that he didn't dare to say it.
Doesn't it mean that he, a loser, has his own ideas?
"Where is King Yan now? I want to see him in person."
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 long time and said: "Your Majesty, after our people watched His Highness King Yan leave the post house, they found a carriage and led people inside lightly. The city seems to be heading in the direction of Jiaofangsi."
"Jiaofangsi? At this time, how can he still be in the mood to go to Jiaofangsi?"
Listening to Bian Gu's words, Zhao Heng was completely stunned.
He had just offended the powerful prince of the Daqianxiang Sect behind Zhao Gang, and then went to Jiaofangsi Xiaoyao to be happy?
Why is Zhao Dingxin so big?
But when I think about Zhao Ding's appearance when he was studying in the capital since childhood.
Zhao Heng seemed to understand something.
He touched his chin and said with emotion: "Foolish people are lucky, but it's a pity that I was born into the wrong royal family."
After that, he gave an order to Bian Gu: "Go and change your clothes, and follow me to the Jiaofang Division."
"Ah? Shall we go too?"
Listen to what Zhao Heng said.
Bian Gu was slightly startled.
Although there is no law in the Daqian law that strictly requires the royal children to go to the Jiaofangsi.
But after all, Jiaofangsi is not something worthy of being on the table.
Therefore, the children of the royal family rarely go there for the sake of reputation.
"It's the prince."
Bian Gu responded respectfully, but before he could go far, he heard Zhao Heng shouting: "Take the fine wine and jade dew that I gave to Your Majesty last time and it was returned, so that this king will not The favored little emperor brother should take a good look at the good things I have to offer in the Imperial City."
…
Qingzhou.
Prince Han's Mansion.
Compared to the magnificent and noble Prince Qin's Mansion on another street.
Prince Han's Mansion was obviously much simpler.
The specifications may be the same, but there is a big difference that can be seen from the internal details and the clothes of the servants at the door.
At this moment, compared to the empty building, only a few housekeepers and guards were left in Prince Qin's Mansion.
Outside Prince Han's Mansion, there were densely packed local gentry and aristocrats from Qingzhou who were well-dressed and had big bellies and round waists. They all looked anxious at this moment, standing or squatting at the door of Prince Han's Mansion, looking at the closed door of Prince Han's Mansion from time to time.
There is no other reason.
Recently, Zhao Chongyuan ordered a thorough investigation of Qingzhou Yizhou tax revenue.
Especially after wiping out the four major families of Zhou, Li, Sun and Qian in one fell swoop.
After also transferring King Qin and King Jin away.
These landowners and gentry who usually relied on the power of the four major families and the kings of Qin and Jin to oppress the countryside were instantly panicked.
One by one, they hurriedly prepared generous gifts to look for King Han, a prince who used to be inconspicuous but is now particularly dazzling.
"Will King Han come out?"
"When will King Han come out?"
"We have been waiting for three days, and we need to give you a confirmation."
"It's only been three days for you, and it's been seven for me. I'm more anxious than you."
…
Discussions continued outside Prince Han's palace.
Listening to these discussions, the landowners and gentry who had still had some hope lowered their heads.
And at the same time.
In the palace of King Han.
In the martial arts arena near the backyard.
A young man bent his bow and shot an arrow at the target in front of him.
Each of the nine consecutive arrows hit the bullseye without missing a beat.
"Your Majesty's archery skills are getting better and better, and he is quite similar to His Majesty's style back then."
After the young man shot nine arrows in succession, an old monk in black robes walked up from the outside of the martial arts arena holding a towel and said with a smile.
"Master is overly praised."
The young man took the towel and wiped the sweat from his face.
Folding it in his hand, he looked at the old monk in black robes with a gentle smile.
After seeing the young man wipe the sweat from his face, the old monk in black robe took out a stack of documents from his sleeve and handed it to the young man, saying: "According to the prince's instructions, these are the gift notes handed in by the wealthy gentry and landlords outside. There is a roster, but I don’t know what the prince’s plans are.”
And this young man is none other than King Zhao Hua of Han.
After taking the document handed over by the old monk, the young man glanced at it, tore it up casually, looked at the old monk with a smile and said, "Master, have these people been here before?"
Hearing this, the old monk was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I haven't been here before, I haven't been here before."
After that, he stopped talking.
The closed door of Prince Han's Mansion was still closed, while the archery in the martial arts arena continued.
It seems to be in the same world, but it seems not to be in the same world.
…
At dusk.
Zhao Ding took Zhang San and "Lu Tao" and finally came to the famous Jiaofang Division in Yingtian.
At the beginning of the lanterns, all kinds of carriages have stopped outside the alley where Jiaofangsi is located. The sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music can be heard in the courtyard, and Qingyue's beautiful singing voice can be heard.
Listening to this familiar scene is no longer familiar.
Zhao understood with certainty.
Beautiful nightlife is about to begin!
But "Lu Tao" looked at Zhao Ding and Zhang San with a ghostly expression.
Is this what you call eating seafood?
