Brother Donggong

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor led all officials to hunt.

I don't know what the emperor and the crown prince are thinking, in the majestic hunting army, even a slow, ignorant person like me can feel the cold breath of the blade.On the surface, the emperor and the prince are harmonious, and the father is kind and the son is filial. In fact, that is not the case at all!

A speechless person asked heaven, why did God give me such a father?

An old man tearfully asked ghosts and gods, why such an unworthy child was born, and why I didn't push him into the water tank and drown him when he was born?

I don't know why their father, son, monarch and ministers have come to this stage.

So, I looked up at the sky and remembered that ancient prophecy.

Being a prince is the most miserable job in this world.

It cannot be taught too well, nor can it be taught too bad.

If you teach too badly, you will be abolished by the emperor; if you teach too well, you will be abolished by the emperor directly.

The Nanyuan Yulin Army was evenly matched against the Eastern Palace Guards.It's like the eyeballs of bastards are paired with mung beans, the tip of a needle is paired with wheat awns, potatoes are paired with sweet potatoes, they are a perfect match!

Those accompanying civil servants were almost oppressed and couldn't breathe. He was still a spirit of the Hanlin Academy. He spread out the rice paper, dipped his penis in ink, and wrote lavishly: Ah! ! ! ——

You haven't seen Fu Juli, but have you never heard of the forest above the emperor?Left Cangwu, right Xiji.Haoshui is further to the south, and Qingyuan is to the north.Dangdang is almost divided into eight rivers, opposite to each other.From east to west, from north to south, rushing back and forth, from the quell of Jiaoqiu, to the puddles of the continent, through the middle of Guilin, and across the vast wilderness...

And so on, wrote more than a dozen pieces of paper.

He shook his head and read eloquently for half an hour. The emperor sat upright on it, holding a wine bottle, unable to see clearly the joys and sorrows.

Then, another protégé of Elder Du Ge, a famous scholar of the Imperial College, because he didn't want to follow others to go hunting, so as not to die from those intentional or unintentional spears and arrows, he even exclaimed poetically at a white hunting dog beside him: ah! ! ——

A mere official, such a beautiful woman!

Feel my son of heaven, envy the three emperors!

For such a literati who can blindly call a beauty in front of a white dog, I am completely disgusted.

The emperor's way is really good.

He was still sitting on it, unable to see his expression.

One step at a time in the hunting ground.

Although the well-guarded hunting grounds are full of ferocious beasts like wolves, tigers and leopards, those hidden murderous intentions hiding in the depths of the dense forest are even more deadly. You go to heaven.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that the emperor was afraid that he would not end well, so he brought Mr. Taishi over. With him present, it seemed that all patricide and usurpation that could not be recorded in the history could not happen.

After all, His Majesty the emperors of all dynasties would abide by a strict rule, and the emperor himself could not pass the things written by Tai Shigong.If any emperor dared to tamper with the history books by relying on his great achievements, he would be scolded to death by those civil officials who seemed to only dare to flatter the horse on the surface. Zheng Kaiguo has been in existence for more than a thousand years, and no emperor has dared to risk the disobedience of the world and change history indiscriminately.

I have always been curious about what Tai Shigong wrote so hard?

So I leaned over and saw that it was written on the silk silk: The emperor is thirsty, drink a cup of clear tea, and take a bite of fresh peaches.

I was puzzled, the emperor had just taken the elixir and could not drink tea, so I asked, "The emperor obviously drank cold water just now, and also, the emperor never eats seasonal fruits, only candied fruit, where do you get fresh peaches here?"

Tai Shigong said, "Using the spring and autumn brushwork, it is a taboo for the venerable. The emperor's drinking cold water seems to show that my country is not strong, and not eating fresh peaches will not show the glory of the prosperous age!"

Looking at the passionate Tai Shigong, I suddenly realized.

If the ancient history is written as a recipe, the emperors of the past generations don't need to change it.If you change it, you will become a tyrant, but if you don't change it, you can still be a wise king.Speaking of which, the emperor is also a person with a deep chest, and Fan doesn't need to trouble Tai Shigong over whether he drank cold water or Longjing.

Li Fang asked someone to fetch spirits.

The emperor had just taken the elixir, so he needed strong alcohol to release the medicinal properties of the elixir, otherwise he would get sores on his back if he held it back.After drinking some old wine, the emperor hugged the sable fur and leaned on the dragon couch. Seeing that noon was coming, Li Fang was busy arranging food again.

I'd rather not eat here again.

They are too particular about meals.

There are two spoons, three pairs of chopsticks, five plates, seven bowls and sixteen plates in front of everyone.You can only touch one bite of anything, and you can't eat more, so as not to be poisoned by others.In other words, I still had a good time eating with the palace people in the back, not to mention how tempting the secret sauce beef that the imperial chef brought out of the palace today is, even the cooked meat stewed with prey temporarily is better than staring at it without moving chopsticks.

There are many people and soldiers coming to the hunting ground today, so I brought some coarse food to satisfy my hunger.I took a piece of cake, rolled two pieces of elbow meat, and carried a silver bottle with warm tea in it. I walked out contentedly, and ate slowly by the river outside Nanyuan Forest Farm.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw two high-ranking eunuchs walking up one after the other, muttering as they walked.

They should be the close servants of the princes, and they come here to get food.

One of them seemed to be quite young, and said in a shrill voice, "It is said that tigers are bullied by dogs in Pingyang, and phoenixes with hairless hair are not as good as chickens. It is true. They say that the sons of phoenixes and grandchildren of dragons are delicate and expensive. After leaving the clan mansion, it is the fish on the chopping board, only to be slaughtered! The Seventh Highness used to be so delicate, and the imperial doctor who had even the slightest bit of toothache was going to be tossing around, but now he is doing well, he has a high fever and is confused , and no one cares."

The other one gave him a blank look, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your Highness the Seventh Prince is the lifeblood of our Crown Prince, and when he was imprisoned, the Crown Prince was angry. But even if he was so angry, His Royal Highness knew that he had to be careful when serving him! How could it be possible? Is there no one to take care of you when you are sick?"

"What do you know? If you don't 'serve carefully', you won't get this disease. In the past, our crown prince had no children, and it hurts to treat His Highness the Seventh Highness as a son. Now the crown prince's favorite concubine is about to give birth. Why do you want His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince? No matter how close a son is, he is closer than a younger brother. In this world, what desire for fame and fortune, and the achievements of an emperor can compare with a son?"

As soon as he uttered the word 'son', they saw me standing outside the big tent, hurriedly lowered their heads to silence, and walked past me with their hands in their hands. I called them, and they pretended to be deaf and refused to die. Respond.

No, something happened to Yuezheng!

I put back the cake and meat I took two bites of, wiped my mouth, and hurried to find Cui Bicheng.

Like me, he got the imperial decree to hunt with him, but he has a wide face and is cunning, so he hasn't seen him since early in the morning.

I asked some people, some said that he went to the west to hunt roe deer, some said that he went to the river to catch fish, and some said that he just saw him rolling haystacks with a beautiful woman. Back on horseback, now I went to meet friends on the river beach behind.

I can't figure out how, after his money is gone, he still has friends.

So I walked around the maple forest to the river bank, and I saw Cui Bicheng's back behind the boulder. I was about to call him, but I heard him say, "Third Prince, it's not that I won't help you. No one can care about others at this time. Be able to take care of your own size! To be honest, if you have the ability to do a good job as a prince, I, Old Cui, will die for you. But I can’t do it now, I don’t care about anything It's over, I just want to dawdle in peace and quiet."

The person on the opposite side was dressed in a military uniform, with a bleak and handsome face, it was the third prince Yulan.The third child sneered, "Cui Bicheng, tell me, how much the crown prince paid for your life, I will pay double."

Hearing this sentence, my heart trembled, I couldn't help trembling, my throat was stuffed with thousands of words, it seemed that I was about to spit out, but I was stuck.

My fingers held onto Dashi, tightening unconsciously.

I have nothing else to ask for now, I just hope that Lao Cui will scold Yu Lan severely, say he is talking nonsense, and then walk away.

but……

I heard Cui Bicheng say in a calm voice, "The Thirteen Banks in the south of the Yangtze River will rule the river with me. I will take half of the business of Dazheng in the North of the Yangtze River. Third Prince, can you afford the price?"

The corners of Yu Lan's mouth curled up, "What do you think?"

Cui Bicheng, "Third princes, Mr. Duge, and Mr. Xiaoge lost their official positions and lives, but they didn't confiscate their homes. They left you more than a golden mountain? Of course you can afford it."

Yu Lan looked at Cui Bicheng with a look like a widow buying pork, "Is your life worth so much?"

Cui Bicheng sneered, "Now that you are facing a catastrophe, if you still refuse to point it out, then you are really sacrificing your life and not giving up your money."

Yu Lan nodded, "Okay, I won't buy your life. For 1 taels of gold, you can do me one thing."

Cui Bicheng was very interested, "What?"

Yu Lan, "Rescue Yuezheng from the clan mansion."

Cui Bicheng, "I won't stand idly by about His Highness the Seventh Highness's affairs. So I appreciate the kindness of the Third Highness, and the gold is unnecessary."

"No, the 1 taels of gold will be delivered tomorrow."

Yu Lan picked up her own bow that had been left aside, and left the river beach.

At the end, he said, "I just want you to know, after all, I am different from the scheming prince."