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There are also juniors in the Li family, all of whom are radish heads. Because of their kinship, the housekeeper will prepare the new year's money in advance every time, and send it to a few young masters instead of Yan Yuge.

Even if the regent doesn't give it, no one will say anything. After all, the regent is too evil. No matter how good-looking he is, children are afraid of him. The old man was as well-behaved as a quail before, not to mention asking him for lucky money so straightforwardly.

In the past, he called himself the emperor's uncle, and as an elder, he really had to give lucky money.Yan Yuge was stunned for a moment, and really touched his body.

However, he never carried money outside his body, let alone lucky money wrapped in red envelopes.

This is so embarrassing, seeing the little emperor's hand hanging stubbornly in the air, he touched his whole body up and down, and finally took out a surviving copper plate from his pocket.

A copper coin is also money, and the regent unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully placed the square copper coin in the palm of the little emperor: "Here, the new year's money."

Yan Qin lowered his head and looked, the year name on the copper plate was still from when his father was in power, depending on how old it is, it has been in circulation for no more than two years in the world.

He is not a little emperor who is ignorant of folk affairs, how can he not know the value of such a copper plate?Fortunately, the regent was able to handle it.

Yan Qin's face twitched, and his tone could not help but be somewhat resentful: "Could it be that Uncle Wang's blessing to Gu is only as thick as this copper plate?"

Although there is indeed a saying that courtesy is light and affection is heavy, but the goose feathers of people were sent over after traveling thousands of miles. This copper coin, it seems that the regent just touched it from his body.

Facing the little emperor's ridicule, Yan Yuge thought for a while, and put the jade around his waist in the little emperor's palm: "Add this."

"This is all that I have, and it is given to His Majesty. As a New Year's blessing to His Majesty, I wish my Great Yanjiang Mountain will last forever."

The quality of the jade pendant is actually mediocre, but it looks like it has been around for a while, so it should be the regent's old thing.What Yan Yuge said was not insignificant, Yan Qin touched his nose, let out a sigh of relief, and reluctantly accepted the new year's money.

Different from Dugu's family, they could get through this New Year's Eve just by listening to Mr. Dugu's storytelling. After discussing the New Year's money, Yan Yuge continued the topic to the emperor's descendants.

The regent brought up this matter again and again, and it was hard for Yan Qin not to think about it.Could it be that the Prince Regent has been paying close attention to him these days, just wanting him to give birth to an heir earlier so that he can hold a new puppet in power.No wonder the regent agreed to return the government to him today, it must have been this idea.

He is only fifteen now, if he visits the concubine frequently, there must be a little prince born in the palace soon, I am afraid that he will die before he is 20 years old, at that time, Yan Yuge naturally does not need to return Government to him.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Yuge's previous New Year's greetings had a bit of ulterior motives in them.

After experiencing several betrayals by people around him in the previous two lives, Yan Qin couldn't help but think the worst of things in many cases.

Of course, even if he had doubts about the regent in his heart, Yan Qin would not be so stupid as to reveal his conjecture.Since the regent insisted on bringing up this topic, he no longer deliberately avoided it: "Of course, I also hope that I can have children around my knees and share the family relationship. Children are a gift from heaven. No matter how much Uncle Wang is concerned about it, this matter cannot be rushed."

It's not that he doesn't know that the regent has planted an eyeliner in the palace, but what if the other party knows, he can still say to himself in front of him, "I know you have never been lucky enough to be a concubine, so there is no news in the palace so far. "Words like that won't work.

After finishing this sentence, Yan Qin brought the topic back to the regent: "My business is not in a hurry. After all, there are twenty beauties carefully selected by Uncle Wang. It will be a matter of time before the little prince is born. Uncle Wang, there is no one around who knows the cold and the hot, and it is really sad to have to spend the New Year's Eve in the suburbs of Beijing with an orphan."

Yan Yuge said: "It is my great honor to welcome the New Year with Your Majesty as a servant of the Great Yan. It is too late for others to envy you, so how can you feel sad. Your Majesty is my Son of Heaven, so I should never belittle myself like this."

He calmly brought the topic to the little emperor's sexuality: "If your majesty is interested in the concubine, and knows how to share the rain and dew, Dayan will naturally welcome the little prince, but can you really take what your majesty says?"

Yan Qin's voice sank: "What does the Regent mean? Did you teach the palace servants to check if Gu is lucky enough to fail those concubines?"

This matter, even if it is done, cannot be admitted.Yan Yuge denied it: "Of course I didn't, but shouldn't your majesty explain to me that on New Year's Eve, your majesty refused to spend time with all the concubines, but spent all his time coming to the suburbs of the city to be with the lonely willow .”

When Dugu Liu was mentioned, someone plucked a sensitive string in Yan Qin's mind, and he became vigilant: "There is no need to hide it like this. It's just me and you here. Uncle Wang, let's just say it, you mentioned it again and again. What does Dugu Liu mean?"

The regent originally thought that the little emperor had already understood what he meant, and he didn't know whether the other party was really confused or pretending to be confused. Since the little emperor asked him to speak directly, he did as he wished, and spoke bluntly: " Although men are better than men, they cannot give birth to royal heirs after all, no matter how much Your Majesty loves men, you should have a sense of proportion, and you must not indulge in the matter of cutting off your sleeves and dividing your peaches."

It took Yan Qin a lot of effort to comprehend the meaning of the old regent's words.At first, his expression froze, his eyes slowly opened round, and his mouth opened in shock. Finally, he couldn't help but get up with blood, slapped the ground, and looked down at the sitting regent aggressively: "Uncle Wang, what are you talking about?" What's the meaning!"

"My king's words are exactly what His Majesty thinks."

Yan Qin didn't care about making the regent angry, and he couldn't help but get angry when he was put on a big hat of Longyang with broken sleeves out of thin air: "Where do you see that I have feelings for Dugu Liu? Already!"

He and Dugu Liu, what a pure revolutionary friendship, the regent's empty talk is clearly slander.

He thought as if he had thought through something, and suddenly realized: "Could it be that Uncle Wang likes men himself, so he uses Gu as a raft." Only people who like men will see others as having broken sleeves.

After saying this, Yan Qin felt a little regretful. There were only him and the regent here, and with the shadow guards around, he would not really attack the regent, but if he annoyed the regent, the other party would drug him and force him to What about those concubines who sleep with him.

If the rebellious officials and thieves have the intention of treason, there is nothing they can't do.It's a pity that he didn't regret taking the medicine, and he couldn't take back what he said.

In his annoyance, the air fell into a terrible dead silence, only the whistling wind outside the window and the small beeping sound of the charcoal wood in the charcoal brazier burning out.

For a long time, or maybe just for a moment, Yan Qin did not wait for the regent's slander to be slandered, nor did he wait for the other party to be exposed, but waited for a chuckle that made his hair stand on end.

In the silence, he heard the regent say: "Your Majesty guessed right, this king is a broken sleeve, so what?"

The regent admitted that he was a broken sleeve... He actually admitted it?Yan Qin patted his cheek, and put his cold hand on his face, the touch was quite real.

He wasn't dreaming, he really wasn't dreaming, the regent actually really liked men, and even admitted it in front of him.

Yan Qin felt very dazed, and he felt that he needed some time to digest this fact.He stood there, countless fragments of the previous two lives flashed in his mind.

If the regent is Duanxiu, why should he be so worried? For an emperor, there is nothing more reassuring than a courtier with Duanxiu who has no brothers and heirs.

After all, if he had no heirs, he would not have the motivation to fight for the throne against the world. The regent would not usurp power and seize the throne. As long as the other party couldn't find a little prince who could replace him, he didn't need to be frightened all the time.

Even if a prince with broken sleeves can gain many followers by virtue of his charm, those who aim at the position of the regent princess will give up such thoughts, let alone instigate the regent to plot rebellion.

If people in the world know that the regent is a broken sleeve, how much effort can be saved in recruiting courtiers in his second life.But the regent didn't say anything, and he didn't even show that something was wrong.

The regent actually kept this secret from him for three lifetimes, and the world for three lifetimes!Yan Qin's heart was full of sourness, and it fell into the eyes of Yan Yuge who was sitting there. It was the little emperor who was suddenly stunned after hearing his words. He was suddenly sad again, looking crazy, and finally smiled while crying.

The Prince Regent, who didn't think there was anything to be fussed about about the broken sleeve, felt the coldness that others felt when facing him for the first time: Could it be that the little emperor has a ghost on this night?