[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

The next day, when he was going to find Dong Xiangyan who was asking him the reason, he was speechless and found that Wu Ming had already packed his money and went to sea last night, and the people who stayed behind said to him respectfully: "You are already ours. The owner of the island, this is the account of Wuming Island, please take a look."

It was explained in advance that Gong Jiu was standing beside her.

Dong Xiangyan: "..."

Is it really okay for you to just ignore the former island owner's apprentice who is courting me?

Gong Jiu said disapprovingly, "What's wrong?"

Turning around and expressing his thoughts, Gong Jiu's reaction left Dong Xiangyan speechless, and he couldn't say anything complicated: "You are so free and easy."

Gong Jiu snorted softly: "I didn't think much of Wumingdao's property."

After reading the thick book of accounts that was almost incomparably rich, Dong Xiangyan asked humbly: "Then what do you look at?"

Gong Jiu said conceitedly: "You won't forget the promise you made to be a great official in the frontier, right?"

Before Dong Xiangyan's consciousness could react, his body started to laugh, and when he came to his senses, he said movedly to Gong Jiu who seemed to be puzzled by his own reaction: "The child has grown up, and I know how much I love my brother."

Gong Jiu: "...I suddenly want to rebel, why don't you die at sea forever?"

"Oh my!~ I'm so shy!~" Dong Xiangyan cheerfully leaned over to hook his shoulders.

The displeasure on Gong Jiu's face did not object to him coming over.

"Speaking of which, you are going back to the palace soon, right?"

The time for the crown prince to go out of the palace is limited, and it is unreasonable not to go back after traveling east to Yanlang for so long.

Dong Xiangyan nodded: "It is indeed time to go back to the palace, what do you want to say?"

Gong Jiu pondered and said: "If you go back this time, the Holy Majesty may pass the throne to you."

Dong Xiangyan was taken aback, he really didn't know about this.

"Uncle Wang said that?"

Gong Jiu nodded: "Father... that old man came back from the palace one day and told me that the Holy Majesty felt that he was not in good health and wanted to abdicate early to take care of his life."

Dong Xiangyan showed a pensive expression.

Gong Jiu said: "Are you unhappy?"

Dong Xiangyan gave him a sleepy look.

After many years of tacit understanding, Gong Jiu laughed on the spot.

"I don't know how happy I am to be someone else."

Dong Xiangyan shook his head and said, "If it wasn't for me, how could I be willing to confine myself in that position."

Gong Jiu agrees with this sentence, if the prince is not him but someone else, first of all, he will be dissatisfied and cause a big incident.

However, Dong Xiangyan's trip to the rivers and lakes this time has indeed gained a lot. First, Yan Tieshan, a big jeweler in Guanzhong, joined him, and then he had the treasure of the Jinpeng Dynasty in his hands.

Another person has become famous overnight this morning, and everyone knows it!

But Dong Xiangyan just kept a low profile, returned to the capital one by one, and was honestly kidnapped and succeeded to the throne...

"and many more!"

Dong Xiangyan never dreamed that the first thing he would do after returning to the palace would be to be tied up and put on a dragon robe.

The chief executive who carried out the emperor's last order also had a bitter face.

"His Royal Highness, you just follow the Holy Majesty's wishes, and the old slaves are helpless."

“…………………………”

That willful father! ! !

Annoyed, Dong Xiangyan replaced her three-clawed prince's suit with a five-clawed golden dragon that only emperors could wear.

When he was changing clothes, from top to bottom, from the roof to the beams, from the window to the top of the maid who changed his clothes, at least each had a pair of eyes.

Well!At least half of the ghosts in the palace came to watch, right?

Shen Yuan waved the handkerchief melancholy, and then wiped away the non-existent tears with the handkerchief.

"The child has grown up!"

Murong Yan'er put her arms around her shoulders, and said pretending to be resentful: "Yeah, from now on this harem will not belong to us, but will live in other little three little four little five little six little seven little eight...... we Make do with it and go to sleep in the woodshed."

Dong Xiangyan: "Hello..."

Painted Skin Ghost, who had a relationship with Father Dong Xiangyan before, also appeared by the bed, commented on Dong Xiangyan who was wearing a dragon robe, and then threw out a very bold sentence.

"Come on?"

Dong Xiangyan: "Thank you, Bumin!"

"Hehehe—!"

The charming laughter was everywhere, and the female ghosts who watched Dong Xiangyan grow up burst into laughter, even the scenery outside the window was overshadowed.

Dong Xiangyan was very tired, and his tired eyes fell out of the window, which meant that everyone had finished tossing themselves, otherwise, where did he come from this cleanliness.

Not to mention the tailoring of clothes by the Shangyi Bureau, the Ministry of Rituals also came here to ask him about various succession etiquettes. Needless to say, other departments have accumulated a lot of affairs for him to handle. What Dad thinks is too appropriate Well, with all these political affairs, if he wants to go to the civil and military officials, he will definitely tie him back and put him on the throne!

"Father! You cheated on me!"

At this time, it is said that the Supreme Emperor, who had already gone to Taishan Palace to enjoy his life, gave him a thumbs up from a distance.

It's good that the son can do it!

Zhu Houzhen, who lost his burden early, quickly fled away with his beloved concubine.

Not to mention, if it weren't for the fact that the emperors of the old Zhu family were so unrestrained, Dong Xiangyan would not have been so easy to be tricked, but it was precisely because all the officials were used to the emperor taking care of himself when he was in power, and when he wanted to abdicate, he was as fast as the wind. In terms of style, their efficiency when confirming the next crown prince has also been raised to a certain level.

Only three days!Just three days!Dong Xiangyan didn't even have the time to think of a solution, so he couldn't help but be pushed up to accept the worship of the government and the public.

He turned around, and the heavy imperial clothes swept across the ground next to the jade throne in a real sense. Looking around, a piece of head lingering on the ground, and then turned to Looking from the outside, he felt that he could inexplicably see the imperial capital of Chang'an, and even the whole of Dayue outside Chang'an. Everyone in this land was welcoming himself who was about to succeed to the throne.

... The pressure came one after another at this moment.

Dong Xiangyan suddenly remembered the time when he first started martial arts.

The world-renowned peerless swordsman who lived in seclusion in his later years put three things in front of him.

One is a sword, the other is a sheath, and the third is a tattered hammer that can be seen everywhere.

He picked up the hammer and happily said to the master, so I can make the best sword in the world for the master!

Although afterwards, the master with a strange expression told him that he did not set the hammer by himself, and that the whole thing could be said to be Dong Xiangyan's own misunderstanding, but Dong Xiangyan was very satisfied.

↑Since I was a child, I like to do things that exceed the plan, and I look like an adult.

But Dong Xiangyan was very satisfied.

Just like when the master passed away, I inserted the first cast sword into his grave, regardless of whether the master in the underworld would jump and curse, just like when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he exchanged a sheathed sword for two A steamed bun, walking into the Excalibur Conference penniless like that, just like...

There are too many likes, filling up his past, as if announcing to the world that this guy will never stop because of the worldly vision, there are too many brilliance in his experience, it is not bad to be this Back to the emperor!

Dong Xiangyan is worthy!

"call--!"

Taking a deep breath, Dong Xiangyan took two steps back and sat down solemnly.

All the ministers below the high ranks could only hear a young but slightly deep voice echoing in the entire Tai Chi Hall, making people's hearts tremble inexplicably.

"My lords, be flat."

"Thank you, my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"..."

Dong Xiangyan watched the scene where everyone got up, thinking calmly in her heart.

In this way, I lost my freedom silently.

How helpless life is.

Gu Xichao said he was happy to hear it.

You, the prince who always goes to the rivers and lakes to eat, drink and play, is back, come here, here is the government that needs you to correct, please don't leave a copy!

Sitting in the imperial study, Dong Xiangyan quietly watched the small part of the country's major affairs that he only had to deal with turn into a small part of the memorial, and then looked at An Jing, who is in charge of his family's East Palace, who is now the Grand Scholar of Longtuge. Standing quietly beside him.

Although she was not dressed in green clothes and thin clothes in spring, but her posture was straight, and the appearance of Yushu Linfeng made many maids in the palace secretly look at her.

Seeing him so proud of himself, Dong Xiangyan thought, it's not good for me to suffer alone.

Then, with a low cough...

When Gu Xichao went out from the study, the eunuchs who served around him took a few more glances with his ashen face.

Master Gu, what's going on here?

Dong Xiangyan looked at the table that was at least half empty and smiled, drinking a cup of tea contentedly.

The whole process of onlookers watching how the Holy Majesty was bargaining with Mr. Gu, the chief executive lowered his eyebrows and looked down, thinking that he was blind.

"Speaking of which, I was indeed tricked by my father." Dong Xiangyan gritted his teeth: "I should have thought that it was premeditated for him to let me out of the palace so happily!"

After playing enough, he came back to succeed directly, and even felt that he was reasonable. There was no need to doubt that his father was such a father!

Those who come out of one root are shameless!

Dong Xiangyan gasped.

"Miscalculation!!!"

If one move is missed, the whole game is lost.

Ginger is still old and spicy!

Dong Xiangyan's current situation represented how ruthless the emperor's father was, and he was fatal with one blow.

So, from this aspect, he is indeed much worse than his father, who has been playing politics all the year round!

Just when Dong Xiangyan was forcing himself to adapt to the life of the emperor, but luckily no one urged him to be the empress, so such rumors spread in the Jianghu somehow.

The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City.

With a sword coming from the west, the immortals fly from the sky!

"In summary, your cousin is going to duel with Ye Gucheng, what do you think?"

The only one who has the ability to enter the imperial palace and complain to the emperor while eating melon seeds is the famous No. [-] thief in the world, Sikong Zhaixing.

Dong Xiangyan, who writes his impressions on the memorial with a brush like flying, is very envious of his leisurely state, but his dual-purpose ability is what Sikong Zaixing admires.

"You really are not human!"

Angrily, he poured a handful of peeled melon seeds into his mouth.

Dong Xiangyan's brain was running fast, and he calmly analyzed, ignoring his sourness: "With Ximen's temperament, it would be strange if he didn't fight Ye Gucheng. What's strange to me is that the two of them are so good, one south and one north How did you get in touch?"

Sikong Zhaixing said in surprise: "Don't you know?"

Dong Xiangyan was even more puzzled than him, "What do I need to know?"

Sikong Zhaixing patted off the melon seeds in his hand, and said seriously, "Ye Gucheng decided to take the son of Prince Nan as his apprentice, and he has been active in Chang'an City recently. How could it be possible for these two people not to run into each other in Chang'an after going out to Ximen Chuuxue?"

Dong Xiangyan twitched the corners of his mouth and said in disapproval: "There are too many coincidences involved, okay?"

"Perhaps it's really heavenly?" Sikong Zaixing resumed his lazy posture, "Look, a sword fairy, a master of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuuxue has started to be called a sword god because of this incident, and now a Immortals and gods gather in Beijing, and the whole world is waiting for them to create a different spark."

"Wouldn't it be nice to wait until that day when I set off the whole process of fireworks?"

Not the same spark.

Dong Xiangyan rolled her eyes secretly.

"How long has the rumor that the two of them are going to fight has been circulating?"

Sikong Zaixing was taken aback when he heard the words, "Probably just after the Embroidered Thief case is over."

Dong Xiangyan frowned, and lifted the cinnabar-stained pen in the air. When the smear of bright red fell on the booklet and ruined this government affairs book, he quickly wrote down the pen with a strong pen, leaving a spot on the paper in the blink of an eye. Silver hook iron painting.

"Sure enough, it's too much of a coincidence!"

Sikong Zaixing watched him stand up in bewilderment, and said to himself: "Go and call Lu Xiaofeng, I have something for him!"

The sluggish Sikong Zhaixing was kicked out of the palace by Dong Xiangyan. After recovering, he curled his lips and decided to throw this hot potato to Lu Xiaofeng.

That's right, in the words of the two of them, it was framed.

Of course, betting still has to be serious.

A few days later, Lu Xiaofeng met Hua Manlou in a teahouse in the capital with a bitter face, but when he came, he was surprised to find that Yuan Suiyun was there.

"Young Master of Wuzheng Villa? I've been admiring you for a long time!" Lu Xiaofeng skillfully said the polite words, calculating his seniority in his heart, but gave up halfway through the calculation.

The dead eye in the heart: people in the rivers and lakes, don't care about the small details-let's count each other! ←_←

Lu Xiaofeng, who gave up recognizing his cousin, reacted quite quickly. The three of them sat around a table, and Hua Manlou, as always, exuded that temperament that was too calm for the gangsters who fought and killed.

Yuan Suiyun looks very similar to him at first glance, but in fact, people who have been in contact with some powerful people will find that his temperament is mixed with the nobility of the upper class and the hidden self-importance.

That is a kind of nobility that is different from Huamanlou's, it can already be regarded as domineering!

After glancing at him for a few times, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help admiring: "Most people don't deserve their names, but seeing the young master Yuan makes me want to sigh who created the phrase "Great reputation is worthless, it's so appropriate!"

Yuan Suiyun couldn't help laughing.

"If you say that your reputation is well-founded, isn't Lu Xiaofeng the same? Especially with this mouth, I understand why you have so many friends."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled cheerfully: "I just want to have an extra friend today, I wonder if Yuan Suiyun will give me this chance?"

Yuan Suiyun sighed softly: "Since you call me Yuan Suiyun, is there any chance for me to refuse?"

Hua ManLou refills tea for the two without a trace, and said at the same time: "It seems that I have been excluded."

"how come?"

"Qitong, you are underestimating me by saying that."

Yuan Suiyun and Lu Xiaofeng replied together.

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and smiled: "With my means, how could I neglect you?"

Hua ManLou laughed: "Alright, alright, then, Daxia Lu, why did you have such a sad face when you entered the building?"

It's good not to mention this, but once mentioned, Lu Xiaofeng's whole face turned purple.

"I was picked up by Sikong Zhaixingkeng."

To be precise, he was tricked by my brother.

He raised his hand, and the brocade in his hand was brightly colored, shining colorfully in the sun. It can be seen that the quality of the color is definitely not something that ordinary people can take out casually, and only tributes can reach this level.

Thinking that both of them were invisible, Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, and told the whole process of how little Fenghuang was trapped.

The author has something to say:

If I hadn't written Ji Xianjun's book, I wouldn't have been able to write Dong Xiangyan in this book, but anyway, I did have too many things on the way and didn't write it well, sigh.