[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

There was a moment of solemnity in Jiangxuexuan, everyone restrained their words and deeds, for fear that their eyes would be caught by the nobles and become the chicken to scare the chicken to scare the monkey!

Zhu Houzhen said in an unclear tone: "You said Jin Guiren's death is related to my royal son?"

With a click, some smart people have heard the meaning of the emperor.

It's a noble person, and my family seems to be separated, but it's a pity that Cuiwan was so loyal that she didn't realize it at all, and she kowtowed and chiseled the ground of that piece of bluestone red.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Houzhen let out a soft snort, put down Dong Xiangyan, and asked him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "My lord, did you come to see Mr. Jin a few days ago?"

Dong Xiangyan didn't need to make a serious distinction, but she could see the coldness in her father's eyes, and lamented in her heart that the maid's loyalty was loyal, but she was just a little stupid.

"Returning to father, the emperor heard that Master Cao had left a masterpiece in Jiangxuexuan, so he was curious and disturbed Jin Guiren for a while."

"So that's how it is." Zhu Houzhen had a kind attitude towards his own son, but when he turned to treat the servants who didn't know his dignity, he was completely thrown away by thunder and prestige, "Oh, what do you think my emperor gave Jin Guiren?"

"Yes!" Cui Wan raised her hands in full view, and presented a blood-stained sachet.

Zhu Houzhen raised his eyebrows: "Is this your thing?"

Dong Xiangyan didn't need to look at it to know that it must be something she gave to Jin Guiren for protection. She saw the female ghost that day just like herself, so it wouldn't be easy if she didn't give her something. I just didn't expect that the moment of pity that day turned into asking for trouble.

Shaking his head in his heart, Dong Xiangyan said with his expression unchanged: "It is the thank you gift from the emperor to Jin Guiren. Your hospitality is thoughtful, which made the emperor feel kind. Thinking that the younger brother will be born in a few days, so I gave this good gift. Lipstick kit."

As he spoke, he ordered the palace servants to bring the sachet in Cuiwan's hand, and opened it in front of everyone, and saw a piece of gold-encrusted jade-encrusted Ruyi lifelike inside, and the powder that was crushed into fine powder around it was blended and exuded a very unique and elegant breath.

Zhu Houzhen passed his eyes over it, and naturally the imperial physician came to identify it.

The old doctor with white beard hanging down his waist smelled and sniffed, and some even put a little bit under his tongue to identify, and the result came out soon.

The old doctor said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this product is indeed used to soothe the nerves. Because the person wearing it is a young child, the amount of the powder has been reduced. Even if it is worn by a pregnant woman, it will not hurt serious."

As soon as the imperial physician's words came out, Cui Wan's frail body trembled.

Zhu Houzhen smiled lightly and said, "Understood?"

The emperor's tone could not be heard to be happy or angry, but inexplicably made the people present bow their heads as if they were shocked.

"It's so bold to frame the concubine's death on the prince. Are there any rules in the palace?"

"Your Majesty's redemption!"

Before the emperor's words fell to the ground, the people in Jiang Xuexuan had already knelt on the ground.

Zhu Houzhen snorted coldly, looked up at his son, and said with satisfaction in his heart: "Imperial son, what do you think? The right to deal with such unreasonable slaves is in your hands, father, let me see how you control people." Means." After finishing speaking, he lowered his hand without saying a word, it seemed that he really wanted to test the temperament of the little prince who was only four years old.

Dong Xiangyan took two steps forward on his short legs, and his eyes fell on Cui Wan. The woman who had stared at him viciously just now had a pale face, and her figure was as thin as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, her eyes full of fear.

"Father, can I do whatever I want?" After looking around, he raised his head and said to Zhu Houzhen, his eyes didn't seem to change at all, but in fact his eyes were all focused on Jin Guiren who stood behind the father just like the spirit behind him.

Good guy, if you say it's a ghost, it's a ghost!

Black and white are impermanent, do you all eat dry food?

Dong Xiangyan crooked his nose in anger, but what can he do?

A living person's life is better than a seven-level pagoda.

It's impossible for me to exorcise ghosts in front of so many people, right?

Today is different from yesterday, when everyone's attention was on the pregnant Jin Guiren, but today, everyone's eyes are on her.

Alas, it is difficult to do something!

There's no other way, I don't want my father, who has just leaked his domineering air, to turn his face away and his head is in a different place, so I really want to be a "good boy".

Unaware of his own danger, Zhu Houzhen calmly promised, "Of course, who would dare not listen to what my son has to say?" While speaking, Long's eyes were stern, and a large number of people bowed their heads wherever they looked.

"Okay!" Dong Xiangyan said sharply, "Then I want to keep her."

Cui Wan's body softened all of a sudden, full of joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe, and full of gratitude to His Royal Highness.

Zhu Houzhen frowned, it was not a good sign to be soft-hearted.

Dong Xiangyan continued to explain: "I have read Xunzi, Daxue and other books, and even the sages and sages have said that villains are different, and loyal ministers are rare. It shows that loyalty is worth promoting." Halfway through the conversation, he looked at Cui Wan, with a subtle look.

Jin Guiren stood in front of her with a posture of protecting her, presumably she knew she could see, shook her head secretly, forget it, it's time to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.

After resuming the first half of the sentence, Dong Xiangyan's tone remained steady.

"Although it is a big taboo in the palace to bite around, the maids who accompany Jin Guiren are loyal and commendable. This matter can be punished or rewarded. The reward is to investigate whether anyone in Jin Guiren's death tampered with the emperor's son. If you are innocent, punishment... is inevitable, so give ten lashes and send it to Shao Yao in the Imperial Palace to arrange an errand."

Speaking of this, Dong Xiangyan smiled slightly, "At any rate, my son had a relationship with Jin Guiren, and Jin Guiren is the mother of Erchen's second younger brother. Now the second brother's whereabouts have not been determined, and there is a close friend beside Erchen." After the second brother grows up, he can go to the minister to ask for it, so as to understand the relationship between mother and child."

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, Jin Guiren looked at him gratefully, the original resentment towards Zhu Houzhen dissipated immediately, his figure began to glow white, and the resentment towards Zhu Houzhen for disposing of his personal palace lady just after his death disappeared. A beautiful woman melted in the thin sunlight like a bouquet of snowflakes.

Dong Xiangyan completely took this scene into his eyes, but in the eyes of others, he only saw the appearance of the little prince matured and speaking in an orderly manner.

Not to mention the surprise in their hearts, His Royal Highness is only four years old!That is to say, Zhu Houzhen couldn't hide his joy, and waved his hands in satisfaction.

"allow!"

With the word landing, Jiang Xuexuan's farce finally came to an end.

Afterwards, Cuiwan was beaten up several times, and was taken over by Shao Yao in Huayuan Palace, and then Dong Xiangyan's status as the prince was fully implemented, and there would no longer be a situation where someone called him prince and someone called him prince again.

When the East Palace belonging to the prince was officially opened, Dong Xiangyan had her own team at the young age of four.

A group of grey-bearded old masters held a ruler every day, and began to squat at the entrance of the palace to block people before dawn!

That staring gaze, gazing at her like a tiger, every time Dong Xiangyan went to the East Palace to receive education, there was a feeling of melancholy that she might not be able to get out of the palace gate.

By the way, there is too much to learn after becoming a prince, right?

Leaving aside the study of emperors and emperors, the Analects of Confucius and the Classic of Filial Piety are even more necessary. Lu's Spring and Autumn Period is taught by a special person, Mencius, Zhongyong, Emperor Fan... A large list of books can make Dong Xiangyan tired of studying in minutes.

"Wow—I'm taking your life!" Dong Xiangyan went back to the palace after school, knelt on the bed, ignored the statement in the book of rites that a gentleman should be cautious and rigorous, and banged on the big bed.

Ye Gucheng looked indifferently at the thick books stacked on his table. Some of them were also precious ancient books in his opinion. It was indeed too difficult to enlighten children, but it was impossible for the great Confucian who could be hired by the emperor to teach them. Don't know this?

In fact, the reason was all on Dong Xiangyan himself, as the saying goes, he asked for it all.

After all, Dong Xiangyan is not an ordinary child. As a Martial Immortal who has completed the Heavenly Tribulation, his head is of course different from what others think.

Ten lines at a glance, photographic memory, deep understanding, logical thinking and so on, the old ministers who taught were shocked on the first day of class!

These were originally intended to be said to the emperor by the great Confucianists starting from the teaching of the Three Character Classic. My son can already read Xunzi and doesn't care.

For these courtiers who knew the emperor's family background well, the age of the crown prince and when he was born might be better than the emperor himself.

Do you think a four-year-old child can read Xunzi?Your Majesty, that's not how gold is paid!

Waiting for His Royal Highness the crown prince to become an adult and still having ten years to go to the East Palace, and then when the sun set, the ministers ran out of the palace like chicken blood.

On this day, the family members of the ministers were all surprised to find out that their father/grandfather/great-grandfather, who should have retired long ago, had a long-lost night battle, and then rushed into the palace early in the morning with a lot of study materials.

Even many sons/grandsons/great-grandchildren who have felt the "love" from the Great Confucianism, after a glimpse of what the grandfather was holding in his arms, unanimously lit a piece of wax for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the palace.

So, what's the matter with digging a hole and burying yourself?

Dong Xiangyan is not having a good time at all now. The tutors find that no matter what they teach, His Royal Highness can easily eat it. After swallowing the jujubes, the enthusiasm for teaching is burning with incomparable intensity. The consequence is that Dong Xiangyan lives in dire straits every day. .

The emperor Zhu Houzhen walked with the wind, and even got up at three or four o'clock in the morning to go to court, he was very energetic, which meant that my son was very good.

However, all the above results caused Dong Xiangyan to lie on the bed decadently, wanting to just hit his head to death.

As a swordsmith, there must be a variety of things to learn. In order to be a qualified swordsmith, Dong Xiangyan has studied the history of various countries in the world, so that he will not fail to recognize famous swords when he encounters them. Studied fine arts, in order to produce a good sword and a water that shines, the Chinese is not good enough to come up with a good name, the Book of Songs is not good enough to tell allusions, the geology is not good enough to find mineral veins, miscellaneous knowledge is not good enough to collect all kinds of rare material...

Anyway, after Dong Xiangyan had gone through everything, he had already become a veritable erudite!

However, this erudite person made Grand Tutor Donggong feel like a treasure, so he was almost trampled on.

Letting out an extremely weak breath, Dong Xiangyan buried his face in the quilt.

"...Ye Gucheng...I think I'm going to die!"

Ye Gucheng sat calmly on the edge of the bed, reaching out to brush his messy forehead hair.

"It's not impossible for you to do it, why do you need to make this gesture?"

Dong Xiangyan rolled over, her stomach was facing Ye Gucheng, her eyes were wide open.

"Can you do it and want to do it are two different things, okay?"

Ye Gucheng always gives people a quiet feeling when he doesn't speak, and I don't know if it's because he lacks all the burdens of his life after becoming a ghost. Dong Xiangyan looks at him occasionally, and always feels that if he doesn't have himself, he might It will fly away with the light of the sky.

People like immortals don't know how they died.

The spirit control technique passed down by the Dai Yue royal family to this day summons the dead souls, but the summoned ones are usually resentful souls who died unexpectedly, but Dong Xiangyan can't think of the way Ye Gucheng died no matter how hard he thinks about it.

And for many ghosts, most of the memories at the time of death are obsessions, and Dong Xiangyan and Ye Gucheng are not familiar with this level of exploring such private things for no reason.

Turning over, Dong Xiangyan sat up, fanning his hands in the heat, talking about him from left to right.

"How about this, how about we go find the father to be unlucky?"

Ye Gucheng stared at him silently.

That's your father, right?

Dong Xiangyan also responded with her eyes.

What does it matter?

Ye Gucheng sighed lightly: "Okay, what do you want to do?"

Dong Xiangyan laughed, and hooked his hands at him.

"Come here, listen to me..."

The author has something to say:

I think, if you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your head, right?

Dong Xiangyan: Get out!