The other party rolled his eyes at him, pointed to the historical records and said to him: "Look for yourself, the historical records of the Zhou Kingdom are very clear. This is what the sixth prince and later successor told Emperor Zhou himself... …”
The emperor became more anxious, but still patiently argued with him: "Look carefully, it's not like this. This is the sixth prince's plan. He intends to threaten me not to kill his biological mother. You If you believe it, you will fall into the trap!"
The other party curled his lips and said: "If this hadn't happened, how could the Sixth Prince make it up? A fly doesn't bite a seamless egg. I think this Emperor Zhou must have lived up to his fame..."
Someone else said: "But Emperor Zhou really had a deep affection for Concubine Quan. For her, he actually faked his death and left the palace. It's really romantic!"
emperor:"!!!"
The emperor's forehead was covered with sweat: "How could it be possible? Don't talk nonsense. I am the emperor. Is there only one woman on my shoulders? As for the reform, you only need to compare the year when Concubine Quan entered the palace. It’s clear!”
The other party ignored him and continued to admire her: "Have you watched "The Legend of Concubine Quan"? Emperor Zhou really loved her. Even though they were more than ten years apart, in fact, when Concubine Quan entered the palace, Emperor Zhou was still Virgin…”
emperor:"……"
Emperor: "Huh???"
The emperor was confused: "Where did the previous children come from?!"
The other party told him impatiently in a tone of "Why are you so stupid?" "It was all because Emperor Zhou asked the secret guards to consummate the marriage on his behalf. How could he touch other women!"
The emperor couldn't convince him with reason, so he decided to use physics to convince him. With a ferocious face, he raised his hand and punched him: "Fuck you! You bastard - I have tolerated you for a long time!"
The other party screamed again and again: "Why are you beating people..."
The emperor bared his teeth and said viciously: "I will not only beat people, but I will also dig a hole and have people catch you bunch of gossiping dogs and bury them! Bury!! Bury!!!"
Someone nearby came to break up the fight, but the emperor became more and more angry. He kept moving his fists, but felt that the whole world was suddenly shaking violently.
Furious, he opened his eyes again, and all he saw was the bed tent above his head.
The attendant shook himself carefully, and when he saw that he was awake, he said uneasily: "His Majesty was very uneasy in his sleep just now..."
The emperor was sweating profusely and collapsed on the couch with a sinister expression. He raised his hands to cover his face and was silent for a long time.
So far I haven't slept all night.
So on the morning of the next day, Prime Minister Jiang Maoyan suddenly asked for an audience.
The emperor thought that he had something important to ask him to make up his mind. However, after meeting, the other party asked inexplicably:
"Your Majesty, do you think the reputation of a monarch is important to a country?"
The emperor had not slept all night last night and had a headache. He raised his hand to rub his temples and gave a definite answer: "Of course it is important."
Jiang Maoyan straightened his clothes, saluted him seriously and said, "In this case, please cherish your reputation and preserve it for Zhou State!"
emperor:"?"
The emperor felt confused: "What?"
Jiang Maoyan saw that he really didn't understand, so he could only speak more clearly: "Last night, the historian went to the minister's house - how could you have the idea of changing history? The last one left It is Cui Zhu who has such a bad reputation. You are a practitioner of the righteous path, why should you be like this?"
The emperor's eyes darkened.
The emperor roared loudly: "What did he tell you?!"
Jiang Maoyan: "..."
Jiang Maoyan didn't expect the emperor's reaction to be so big. He was stunned for a while and then said: "I only said that he wrote straightly, but your majesty asked him to change history and took away the record board."
"He also said that he did not dare to dishonor the reputation of his ancestors, so he had once again kept silent about what happened yesterday and sent his two sons to two historians in other countries respectively, while he himself stayed in Zhou State. It’s just that yesterday’s events, as well as His Majesty’s intention to change history, must be recorded in full. Your Majesty can kill him, but you cannot add or delete the historian’s book..."
emperor:"……"
It gets darker and darker...
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How can people's hearts be so bad... (Crying silently)
He could even imagine the faces of future generations.
"What the Sixth Prince said must be true!"
"Why?"
"Why else would Emperor Zhou keep asking the historian to change it? He just has a guilty conscience!"
"That makes sense!"
Emperor: She is as big as your mother!
(Sad and angry) (Wronged) (Can’t hold back my tears) (Wronged)
The emperor sat at the top without saying a word, with a depressed look on his face.
Jiang Maoyan said: "You seem to be more sad than knowing that the old noble forces intend to rebel."
The emperor felt exhausted physically and mentally: "Can this be the same? Those rotten old things, I can make them disappear with a little effort, but tongue and speech..."
Jiang Maoyan suddenly laughed loudly and said: "So that your majesty will know that the historian did go to the minister's house last night, but he was temporarily persuaded by the minister. If he wants to remember, then let him remember. Later people will come. Why should Your Majesty be anxious about handling this matter?"
After hearing this, the emperor thought that he had found a way out of a desperate situation: "Really?!"
Then he said suspiciously: "Later people..."
Jiang Maoyan took a few steps closer and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty is confused by the authorities. You don't want this matter to be known to future generations. Does the Sixth Highness hope so? Tell him about this matter and let him go. It’s a headache!”
Emperor: "Huh?"
Jiang Maoyan: "Is His Highness the Sixth Prince a decent person? Do you want face?"
emperor:"……"
The emperor hesitated and said: "It's really unclear whether he wants to be shameless..."
…
Ying Zheng, who was questioned as being shameless, was currently in his study, proudly sending people with the emperor's handwriting to recruit the children of the Yinghou family.
The appointed Lang Guan specially came to pay his respects to him and asked him: "Your Highness only said that he wanted to conquer the children of Yinghou's family, but he didn't know which young master of Yinghou's family it was. ?”
Ying Zheng felt that he wanted to get a talented person, and he was extremely happy: "He is the son of Yinghou's own family, not a descendant."
Lang Guan asked again: "May I ask, Your Highness, which young master of the Yinghou family is he?"
Ying Zheng was startled when he asked: "Isn't there only one young master in the Yinghou family?"
Lang Guan was also stunned. After a few moments, he said: "As far as I know, Yinghou has two biological sons. One is good at composition and playing the piano, and the other is good at martial arts and fencing. But I don't know which one you like. ?”
"Huh? One is good at literature and the other is good at martial arts?"
Ying Zheng asked in confusion: "I think he is proficient in both?"
Lang Guan: "..."
Lang Guan: "Did you admit the wrong person?"
"how come?"
Ying Zheng glanced at the name tattooed on the screen and told him with certainty: "The man's name is Zheng Zheng, and he is a disciple of Yinghou's family. He is diligent in studying, and goes to Hongwen Hall before dawn to close the door. You are willing to leave only when you are in the museum. You are both civil and military, and such a genius. Don’t you know anything about it?”
Lang Guan: "..."
Lang Guan's expression became more and more subtle, even adding a hint of vague sympathy.
He looked at Ying Zheng and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, don't you know that the two sons of Yinghou are twin brothers?"
Ying Zheng: "Ah?!"
Lang Guan: "One only likes to play the piano and can't carry a shoulder. The other only likes swordsmanship and is not good at writing."
Ying Zheng: "Ah?!"
Lang Guan: "The brothers share the same mother and look exactly the same."
Ying Zheng: "Ah?!"
Lang Guan: "And he is notoriously lazy. Although he received the qualification to enter the second level from the British Marquis, he has never been willing to study hard. The two brothers combined can only make up one day of schoolwork..."
Ying Zheng: "Ah?!"
In the space, Liu Che laughed and screamed: "The First Emperor, a ruthless repeater."
Li Shimin and Li Yuanda also couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Yuanzhang said with ill intentions: "Why do these two people's personalities sound familiar to me? One is good at playing the piano, and the other is good at fencing. The former is a bit like Gao, and the latter is a bit like Jing."
Ying Zheng: "..."
Ying Zheng: "Ah?!"
Liu Che: "I thought he was the king of rolls, but I didn't expect it was two brothers taking turns."
Li Yuanda asked Ying Zheng with concern: "First Emperor, do you need legal assistance?"
Li Shimin: "...Maybe we need a killer more."
Zhu Yuanzhang: "What should I do? Can I help you shake Jing Ke?"
Ying Zheng: "..."
Ying Zheng: “…………”
This world, this world is really full of unruly people! (gas)
Chapter 198
The emperor's handwriting has been sent down, and it is too late to withdraw it.
Ying Zheng didn't want to return the goods anymore - he also knew how the emperor who had just made a big mistake on him would make fun of him!
Ying Zheng pinched his nose and recognized the matter, and almost squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Then call the two children from the Yinghou family together - one is called Zheng, and the other is called Zheng. what is it call?"
Lang Guan wiped his sweat and wrote his name on the document: "My name is Strict."
Ying Zheng kept these two names in his heart fiercely, and then sent someone to take the documents Nalang Guan had just written and go to the Yinghou Mansion to recruit the serious and strict brothers.
The public recruitment of retainers with the emperor's handwriting is of considerable significance to a prince who is not yet a minor.
He was not the crown prince, but he received the emperor's permission to recruit a child from a top marquis family to serve him. This in itself was the emperor's expression of his political leanings.
