Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

I staggered in fright from Wei Pei's red face, and the young and ignorant His Royal Highness Liang followed behind...

Afterwards, I recalled this scene countless times, and every time I was tormented by the weird atmosphere and couldn’t sleep all night——Xue Shang’s forehead was filled with colorful exclamation marks like fireworks: “The emperor’s deep palace keeps a little boy.” , Visiting Youtai at night!" "A scholar who failed to be promoted to a high-ranking official, why did he blush when he saw the emperor?" "The scholar was trapped in the palace, and the truth turned out to be..."

After being smashed by the piercing fireworks on the top of Xue Shang, the imperial nephew gave me a very complicated look, and said, "Your Majesty...the nephew...resigned first."

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Rumors end with the wise and begin with the retarded.The scandal between me and Wei Qing in this life started so unexpectedly from the mouth of Xue Shang, a mentally handicapped person.

I don't care, the problem is that Wei Pei is very angry, and Liang Wang is very angry. From that day on, they both started a cold war against me at the same time.Wei Qing sent me twelve instructions in a row, requesting to move out of Shibotai and settle in Hongdu Mansion immediately.Liang Wang began to avoid me, and after finishing his homework every night, he never came to bring me cinnamon porridge or cut red lantern flowers.

It was New Year's Eve on this day, and it snowed heavily at Haishi, and a stove was simmering in the hall.The copybooks were piled up like a mountain, and I lay on my back on my back among them, drawing red and critique paintings, getting upset and irritable.Then Xu Changan was still buzzing in my ears: "Your Majesty, at the dinner tonight, Mr. Zhao Ge said that Miss Jiang's family was going to come, but some things were delayed..."

I threw a stick of red ink at him backhandedly: "Zhao Guang gave you money? Eat salty radish, don't worry, talk too much." Although my queen-to-be has been back to Kyoto for several months, I haven't seen her in these months. Therefore, the whole world thought that I was about to be rejected for marriage, and they became anxious for me.

To say that this group of country bumpkins who have never seen the world, is impatient.Counting, in my previous life, I married the queen at the age of 30, and got the crown prince at the age of 36. The husband and wife have seen the queen three times in the past 20 years.I tore off my hair crown indiscriminately, planning to take a nap for a quarter of an hour: "Okay, you go down. Take a look at the next door, and let the night watchman carefully light up the charcoal candles."

Xu Changan walked away with his tail between his legs.

I fell asleep with a stack of booklets on my pillow.Xu Shi didn't intend to sleep soundly, and had deep and shallow dreams one after another.

The second time I saw the Queen in my previous life was on New Year's Eve when I was 35 years old.At that time, I returned to the capital triumphantly with King Liang's army, just like when I slipped away without a sound, I slipped back to the palace without a sound.Just in time for the dinner in the palace, I quietly changed my clothes in the palace, planning to go out to surprise the lovers, at this moment, the queen gave me a shock by dropping a sword from the sky.

My queen is a Taoist nun.She was wearing a soap green Taoist robe, with a high bun on her head and a tulle face, and aggressively poked my throat with a sword and asked, "Where have you been?"

On the way, I secretly drank some wine from King Liang's carriage, full of courage: "Queen, I don't care about you, and you don't care about me, you stay in Penglai, don't come back if you have nothing to do..."

She splashed cold tea on my face and grabbed my collar: "Master Zuo is dead."

I looked at her salivatingly: "It's okay, don't come back..."

She slapped me angrily, tied me to the table leg, and walked away with a straight face.

I secretly left the palace and left behind a pile of mess, causing old man Zhao to be exhausted physically and mentally, and died of overwork.The Queen probably wanted to tie me up there and starve to death to avenge her grandfather.

At that time, the palace didn't know that I had returned, and there was no one in the Xuanyang bedroom. I was tied up there for a day and a night, or maybe two days and two nights, I don't remember clearly.On the way back to Beijing, King Liang and I quarreled over the disposal of the prisoners of war. We already skipped three meals in a fit of anger, and the few sips of wine we drank secretly had already been wiped out in our stomachs. When someone finally came, he was already starving .

I didn't know who it was at the beginning, so I thought it was Chang'an or Candied Candy, and I just let them play around.After being fed a few sips of water, he gradually had the strength to open a slit of his eyes, only to see that the person squatting in front of him seemed to be Liang Wang.I looked away in embarrassment.

King Liang was lowering his head to untie me: "Uncle Huang, is it the empress who has been here?"

I don't have the strength to speak, I just hope he will untie the rope for me quickly.

But he paused the loosening action, stuffed a piece of sweet and greasy cinnamon sugar into my mouth, and took another mouthful of light salt water: "Uncle Fourteen, do I really resemble the queen? Are you afraid that she is your nephew?" daughter?"

I glared at him feebly.

He rubbed the sugar residue off the corner of my mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "What if I'm not the son of the Eastern Palace? Has the emperor thought about it?"

I was so terrified by his laughter, my heart was in a mess, the boy's few words made me wade back and forth, a mouthful of candy sticking to my throat, almost blocked to death.I managed to gather some strength and said, "Quickly loosen the rope."

But he gave me a cool look, got up and turned on the stove: "Is the emperor cold? It's snowing heavily outside, I'm afraid it won't stop tonight."

I stared at him for a moment, and suddenly felt cold: "...you...do you want to be emperor too?"

He turned and walked towards me, squatted down Yoyo, stared into my eyes, and frowned slightly: "I don't want to."

Then he lowered his eyelids: "But Uncle Fourteen..."

He but I didn't hear anything, because I was put down by his drug in sugar or water.When I woke up again, it was early in the morning of the next day, that is, in this early morning, I met the queen for the third time.

The queen is in my bed.

I howled out in fright, and a bunch of palace people outside the door rushed in.

This is also the last time I saw the Queen in my previous life.

Later, King Liang gave me a milk baby with walnut folds all over his face, saying that it was born by the queen.At that time, I was tortured until I lost my temper: "Okay, I will make him the crown prince. You can do whatever you say. But nephew, whether I have any heirs is not something you should worry about."

He nodded politely and modestly: "Yes, Uncle Emperor, my nephew will go to receive the punishment."

I was in a fit of rage and waved him off.

The next day he regained his strength, and felt a little apprehensive again, so he hurriedly asked Xu Chang'an to find out what punishment Liang Wang received yesterday.Xu Chang'an inquired about it for a day, then came back and told me: "Your Majesty, His Highness King Liang went to the Department of Internal Affairs to get a board."

"Bold!" I was startled, "Call me the dog of the Neifusi!"

Xu Changan was confused and couldn't figure out the way, so he walked away in a daze.I waited for a while, but couldn't hold back anymore, and ran towards Prince Liang's mansion.

Liang Wang was playing big swords with his family in the yard.

He exchanged eyes with me and blushed in astonishment: "...Your Majesty, why are you here?"

The courtyard was full of shirtless soldiers and barbarians kneeling on the ground, and I pointed angrily at my nephew who was also shirtless in the smell of sweat: "Come here."

After entering the room, he casually put on a dark red military robe, opened his big innocent eyes, and smirked behind me.And I have already understood his routine: "The Secretary of the Ministry of Internal Affairs said you were hit by a board?"

"They didn't dare to fight, they said they would write it down in the booklet, and let me wait for the uncle to calm down, and then tick it off." He grinned his white teeth, "Has the uncle calmed down?"

My breath must have disappeared.Otherwise, I won't remember it in this life.I woke up faintly from the dream, closed my eyes and thought about life.The folks commented that I inherited Gaozu's domineering, Wudi's impatience, Wendi's suspicion, and Huidi's uselessness. I have to say that the evaluation is very pertinent.In the matter of the empress, I have brought into full play the uselessness of Emperor Hui's father.

As for the good king, the good king is used to being low-key, with loyalty, filial piety and righteousness on the surface, but in his heart he has his own set of praise, criticism, likes and dislikes.

Then am I still used to him in my life?

Why did he have an affair with me again?If I explain to him, will Wei Pei's matter become more and more black?He grew up in the closed East Palace, how did he know about those dirty things?Why is the relationship between the monarch and his ministers so fragile? Is there any way to save my image of a wise and mighty emperor?Uncles and nephews, don’t you come to greet me during the Chinese New Year, and wait for the officials to wedge you with the impeachment papers?

I turned over preoccupied, only to find that the stack of folds on the pillow under my head collapsed suddenly... my head fell into a pair of...hands?

I opened my eyes in astonishment, and the emperor's nephew was sitting on his knees, holding my head on his lap with both hands like holding a watermelon.I rolled over like a donkey and sat up: "..."

It was warm in the hall, and the emperor's nephew was only wearing a tea-white undershirt, with a dry ink fragrance from the bottom of the sleeves.He looked at me, with a shy smile on his handsome brows and eyes: "My nephew came to pay my respects to Fourteenth Uncle."

I hurriedly straightened my sitting posture: "I am determined. I still have papers to approve, so you don't have to watch it, just go to sleep."

He looked at me silently for a moment, then suddenly took out a thing from the bottom of his sleeve, and handed it to me.

I glanced at it: "...Please be well, please be well, you don't need to learn from them, and you can also follow the instructions."

But he couldn't help but put his booklet into my hand, and lowered his head silently.

I had no choice but to compromise, flipped through the notebook, and planned to give him a serious and serious reply to the word "reading" in Gongkai.However, I glanced at what he wrote: "...I don't know, Li Mingchong's soldiers haven't trained well yet."

"My nephew is planning to set off secretly while Mr. Li is still untrained."

He can read the small art of war well, and he will be able to build plank roads and hide Chencang.I drew a big red cross on the booklet and threw it back to him: "You go back and think about it."

"My nephew has thought about it. Master Jiezi guards outside the palace every day. My nephew cannot live in the Xuanyang Palace all his life, and the emperor cannot always be by his side. Now that the time is ripe, my nephew is willing to leave the capital and go to Liangzhou. "

A big hole seemed to slowly open in my heart, and all the hot blood in my body rushed down the hole into a bottomless black hole.I staggered and stood up: "I'll let you go back and think about it."

He raised his head: "Did His Majesty reply with no word on so many memorials by Lord Wei?"

"He investigates the case, do you also investigate the case?"

"My nephew is going to Liangzhou to investigate the case of King Jin for His Majesty."

I suppressed my anger: "If you want to investigate the case, I will let you investigate with Xue Shang."

He poked his neck: "My nephew won't cause Mr. Xue any trouble."

I have a mouthful of old blood stuck in my throat, where is my docile, shy and stuttering nephew?What is this thing in front of me!I pointed at the gate of the palace: "Get out for me."

Sure enough, he pursed his lips: "No."

Okay, if you don't go, I will go.I walk away.But the emperor's nephew stretched out his arm and hugged me violently—the quarrel was quarreling and even started fighting!

My ribs were nearly crushed by him, my chest was squeezed to the point where I couldn't breathe, my heart was pounding and roaring in protest, my brain... my brain—should I punch him back?

Afterwards, I recalled this scene countless times, and every time I was tortured by the weird atmosphere and couldn't sleep all night-the emperor's nephew used the determination and strength of strangling a mad cow to kill me, the nine-five-year-old supreme, for at least After a stick of incense, he didn't let go of his embrace slowly and uneasily until my thumping heart was about to be concealed and hit his hand, "Uncle Fourteen...I..."

"You!" I gasped, "Do you want to rebel?"

"No, I don't want to." He quickly defended, "But Uncle Fourteen..."

He but I didn't hear anything.Because I was stunned by a knife in his hand.

When I opened my eyes again, it was dawn, and the psychological shadow of another life made me look to my side for the first time——thank God, it was just a memorial.

However, I was not relieved to the end—"Your Majesty!" Tang Gao pushed the door open, "It's Chinese New Year! Why did His Royal Highness Liang leave in such a hurry? His clothes were not cleaned up, and there was no one following him on the road. non-stop..."

"What did you say?" My ears seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and my eyes were covered with white hair. I could barely see that the jade seal on my desk had been moved... My meek, docile, shy and stuttering emperor Nephew, bold, careful, courageous and resourceful.He probably got himself a certificate to take office.

Why didn't I punch him before he knocked me out?

Is he out of his mind?

Am I a scourge?Is it a feudal patriarch?Is it the cruel empress dowager, the pedantic old man Zhao Guang, the brutal Xue Shang and his father?If there is something that cannot be communicated, if there is something that cannot be sat down and discussed, am I so unreasonable in his eyes and must be treated violently?

He ran away with such a big misunderstanding and prejudice against me, should I chase him back immediately?

Before I could figure out why, another thunderbolt from the clear sky struck my head.

Xu Chang'an rushed in with white hair and snow: "Your Majesty is not good! The left and right prime ministers, the Ministry of War, Tiqi, Yulin and Beicang, Yun, and Min prefectures are stationed in Beijing to ask for an audience. They hit Wangjing Pass!"

Fuck his ancestors, the Qiang thieves in this life, came earlier than before.

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