The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

Tonight is destined to be unsettled, as if a boulder was thrown on the river, with waves on the surface and rough waves in the dark.

Ronghua was sitting on the eaves with his hands in his hands looking at the moon in his spare time. Not long after, he heard the sound of tiles being stepped on.

"Meow, come here." Ronghua turned his head and patted the little black cat's legs that climbed up the tree trunk.

Yin Zhaohan ignored him, squatting on the catwalk beside Ronghua, and was rubbed by Ronghua from head to tail in the next moment.

It's okay... I'm used to it.Yin Zhaohan comforted himself in his heart, shook his body, and smoothed the messed up hair, looking very calm.

Seeing this, Rong Hua chuckled, "Meow, you're so interesting."

Yin Zhaohan looked at Ronghua in a daze. He knew that Ronghua had contributed to the imperial edict a few days ago to establish a crown prince and what happened today, but why did he do this?

At this time, Ronghua caught a strand of long hair in front of his eyes and wrapped it around his fingers, "I don't know what Hanhan will choose, whether to practice Taoism or want to be an emperor..."

Yin Zhaohan's cat's body shook instantly, his golden eyes widened, and he raised his head to look at Ronghua. This time he heard correctly, Hanhan... was actually talking about him...

"You..." Yin Zhaohan couldn't help frowning, and took a step forward, but found that he blurted out a "meow", and at the same time, his white paw subconsciously rested on Ronghua's leg.

Before Ronghua could catch it in surprise, he took it back in an instant.

"Meow, why did you take it back?" Ronghua pulled a lock of hair, and the tip of the hair rested on the little black cat's head, as if covered with bangs, making Ronghua laugh straight away.

Yin Zhaohan's face was dark, and he was pulled down dissatisfied.

Ronghua looked at the white paws regretfully, and really wanted to press the pink and tender paw pads.

Seeing that Ronghua stopped looking at him, and turned to look at the moon again, Yin Zhaohan got up and went from behind Ronghua to the other side of him, and sat in front of Ronghua again.

Don't look at the moon, look at me!Please explain to me why you call me the prince Hanhan, and why you care so much about whether he is cultivating Taoism or wanting the throne?

No matter how serious a cat is, it's still a cute cat face.

Ronghua rubbed the fur on the little black cat's head, messed it up again, and wanted to scratch its claws again, but was slapped away by Yin Zhaohan's exhausted flick of his tail.

Forget it, the cat body really can't communicate.

Yin Zhaohan lowered his golden cat's eyes, got up and jumped back to the ground along the tree trunk. The three-day deadline... was enough for him to ask.

In the past three days, Emperor Rui Kang felt relieved, but the rest of the people felt like a boulder was pressing on their hearts, and they didn't know which side to roll down to make sense.

Yin Zhaoren was in the Wei residence at this time, discussing this matter with his grandfather Wei Mingfeng.

"From my grandfather's point of view, how should Zhaoren choose the right one?"

Wei Mingfeng raised two questions, "Is the matter of the emperor's appointment of the crown prince sincere, or is it just a temptation? Is it true that the crown prince who does not have dragon spirit will die if he wants to forcefully succeed to the throne? Is it true? After all, this is only him It's just words."

Yin Zhaoren thought for a while, "Father has always been obsessed with this way, but now when he meets someone like Rong Guanzhu, Zhaoren feels that it is not a temptation, but a sincere one. As for what Rong Guanzhu said... I don't know."

"The master of the Taihua Temple..." Wei Mingfeng squinted his eyes, "It's true that his methods are very good. He prayed for rain and made alchemy. Even Qin Xuegong's stubborn old man was rescued. In the past few days, he has not persuaded the emperor not to be addicted to it anymore. This way..."

Yin Zhaoren recalled the purple qi on his body that day, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, we must not be enemies with Lord Rong Guan now... I am afraid we have to make a choice."

But, I am not reconciled.

The throne is the seed he buried deep in his heart, and now it will finally come to fruition, but he finds that there is another one that is difficult to choose.

After a while, Wei Mingfeng sighed, "Prince, take the throne."

Yin Zhaoren raised his head, his eyes widened slightly, "Grandpa...why?"

"Grandpa knows you. In fact, the throne is more important in his heart. It is not too much to say that such methods are unpredictable. You can see it but not necessarily find it by touch. Moreover, if Grandpa's analysis is correct, in the emperor's heart, He must let Yin Zhaohan choose to practice Taoism, no matter what his thoughts are."

Wei Mingfeng sighed and shook his head, "If we hadn't had to choose one, the temple master has helped us a lot. What he said that day, if Yin Zhaohan cultivated Taoism, he could extend the Jin Dynasty's fortune for thousands of years. Yin Zhaohan was pushed to the position of cultivating Taoism, you only saw that the emperor was addicted to it, but you didn't know..."

Speaking of this, Wei Mingfeng seems to be recalling something, "When the emperor was still the prince, if he didn't have some tricks, just relying on the queen mother to help him behind him, he would not be able to sit in this position now, so don't underestimate your father, He might have removed Yin Zhaohan from the succession to the throne after Master Rong finished speaking."

Therefore, it is really hard to say whether Yin Zhaohan's amazing talent is good or bad, it depends on the individual.

Yin Zhaoren was silent for a long time, "Grandpa is indeed right. If I choose to practice Taoism, I don't know what to pursue, but if it is the throne, it is already at my fingertips. Yin Zhaohan is no longer a threat. As the eldest prince, my mother is also a noble concubine. In my favor."

Wei Mingfeng said, "So, has the First Prince been chosen?"

Yin Zhaoren smiled wryly, "It's too difficult to make this choice, and I'm really unwilling, Grandpa, I'm afraid I will regret it in the future."

Wei Mingfeng patted Yin Zhaoren's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Zhaoren, you have to think about what is most suitable for you."

Yin Zhaoren nodded, "Although it is very tempting for Tongguan masters to practice Taoism, Yin Zhaohe and the others may not choose to practice Taoism. If someone competes with me for the crown prince..."

"That depends on how the emperor chooses, if His Majesty does not choose you in the end." Wei Mingfeng raised his eyebrows, "We must make a perfect plan and leave a way out."

Yin Zhaoren's expression changed, "Grandpa means that you don't have to do everything. If Zhaoren is not selected by the emperor in the end, you can follow the master to practice Taoism, right?"

"That's right." Wei Mingfeng stroked his beard and nodded.

"So, Zhaoren understands what to do."

Just when Yin Zhaohan was thinking of looking for Ronghua, Ronghua had already taken the initiative to "encounter" him.

"What a coincidence, Second Prince, are you coming to the Imperial Garden to see the flowers too?" Rong Hua was dressed in Taoist robes, with a tall body.

Yin Zhaohan: "..."

It's no coincidence that he was going to look for Ronghua on purpose, but he didn't expect to run into him halfway, and... secretly called him Hanhan, and now he called him the second prince without changing his expression...

"Master Rong." Yin Zhaohan nodded, "That day, the master said that the prince's aptitude is extraordinary, and how extraordinary it is, please tell me in detail."

Ronghua stretched out his hand.

Yin Zhaohan frowned slightly, "This is the Lord?"

Rong Hua: "I have to hold the second prince's hand to know the details, so that I can tell the second prince."

Yin Zhaohan always felt that something was wrong, but he still stretched out his hand.

In an instant, the white hands held hands that were slightly larger, with well-defined joints, alternating with each other.

Seeing Ronghua's smiling face, Yin Zhaohan felt his chest beating violently again.

"How?" Yin Zhaohan asked.

"Wait a little longer, it will take some time." Rong Hua held his hand tightly.

"..."

After a while, the eunuchs and maids who came and went were secretly watching the two of them.

Yin Zhaohan raised the corner of his mouth with a cold expression, "Monastery, how about...?"

Ronghua still had the same smile just now, "Wait a minute, it's not good yet."

Yin Zhaohan: "..." He pulled out his hand decisively, but he couldn't pull it out.

This time, his face was really dark.

"Rong, Guan, Lord." Yin Zhaohan paused word by word, and the eunuchs and maids who were still peeping were instantly frightened to bow their heads or leave quickly.

"Huh?" Rong Hua tilted his head, his smile became wider, "What's wrong?"

"Let go." Yin Zhaohan struggled, but he didn't know where the Lord of Ronghua got so much strength.

"Don't let go." Ronghua shook his head and held it tighter.

"Why?" Yin Zhaohan asked with a frown.

"Because, after letting go, I'm afraid that Hanhan will disappear." Ronghua's smiling brows gradually dimmed as if they lost their brilliance, and his appearance was a little pitiful, which made Yin Zhaohan feel a pain in his heart.

"Why did I disappear? I'm here..." Yin Zhaohan tensed his jaw slightly and said, "Also... don't call me Han, Hanhan, that's not what the Lord should call me."

Ronghua pursed his lips and didn't respond.

Really, pretending to be pitiful doesn't work anymore, Hanhan needs a beating.

"Not letting go yet?" Seeing that Ronghua didn't answer, Yin Zhaohan asked again.

Ronghua let go of his hand obediently this time, but Yin Zhaohan felt a little disappointed in his heart.

"Second brother!" At this moment, a voice came from behind Yin Zhaohan.

After Yin Zhaohan turned around, Yin Zhaoze saw Ronghua who was blocked by him, and immediately smiled, "The temple master is here too, and Marsh still wants to go to Taihua Temple to find the temple master."

"What's the matter?" Rong Hua asked.

Yin Zhaoze smiled, walked over, and said with a slightly distressed expression, "Marsh would like to ask Guanzhu how to choose between cultivating Taoism and the position of prince."

Ronghua raised his eyebrows, the fourth prince actually came to ask him.

Yin Zhaoze did not avoid Yin Zhaohan, and asked face to face, "The swamp pondered for a long time last night, but I really couldn't choose, so I wanted to ask the viewer what he meant, but I don't know the viewer can give an answer."

Ronghua: "Yes, the fourth prince chooses to practice Taoism."

Ronghua's answer without hesitation made Yin Zhaoze choke, the expression on his face paused, and then he said with a smile, "Don't you think about it?"

To say it so quickly... Yin Zhaoze looked at Yin Zhaohan, whose expression remained unchanged, inexplicably.

Ronghua: "If I were asked to choose, I really hope that the four princes can practice Taoism with me, but the Jin Dynasty cannot live without a king, so it is meaningless for the fourth prince to ask Ronghua this question. How to choose depends on the fourth prince's heart." s answer."

Yin Zhaoze looked thoughtful.

At this time, Yin Zhaohan suddenly asked, "If you choose one between me and my fourth brother, regardless of qualifications, who would the Lord want to practice Taoism? And who will inherit the crown prince?"

Ronghua didn't hesitate, "Of course the second prince will follow me to cultivate."

"Why?"

"Why second brother?"

Yin Zhaohan and Yin Zhaoze asked at the same time, looking at Ronghua together.

Rong Hua smiled, "Because the second prince is good-looking, I like it."

Yin Zhaoze: "..." Never thought that it was the face of the second brother who won.

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