The villain was forced to whitewash

This capital city is neither small nor big. Chaoxi had seen the Son of God before, but for some reason, this was the first time he had the idea of ​​a beautiful Son of God.

Looking back, he found that the Holy Son had always been so beautiful, but for some reason he thought it was normal before, but today he was surprised to see him as a heavenly man.

Although Chaoxi felt strange in his heart, he didn't delve into it. It's not surprising that at the age of Shengzi, his appearance changes every day, maybe he has grown up.

"Shengzi and General Yan have worked hard on this journey, Your Majesty? We have already held a banquet in the palace to clean up the dust for the two of you." Minister of Rites stepped forward and took the lead in saying: "This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince. By His Majesty's order, Come and welcome the two of you."

Chaoxi smiled gently, and said at the right time, "You two, please change the carriage and enter the palace with the prince."

Yan Ce and Shen Zui nodded their heads. Just as they were about to get on the carriage brought by the third prince, they saw a group of men in black robes pouring out of the city. Eight of the men in black robes carried a seat on their shoulders. The seat was exquisitely crafted. , the base is gilt lotus leaves, and a string of golden bells are hung on each of the four corners above. When walking, the crisp "jingling" sound can be heard endlessly, and the surrounding area is surrounded by high-quality silk yarn, and you can see the inside A man in a red robe sat, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

The eight people who carried the sedan chair gently put their seats on the ground, and the black-robed man holding the guard of honor at the front shouted: "The national teacher has arrived—"

All of a sudden, except Yan Ce, Chao Xi, and Chen Zui, everyone knelt down and respectfully said, "Master Fukuzawa Daye!"

Standing among the kneeling crowd, Shen Zui suddenly raised his head and looked at the fuzzy red figure. A strong feeling of longing and admiration suddenly appeared in his heart, and his nose was even more sour, and he almost burst into tears. .

Although he has inherited the memory of the original owner, his feelings for the original owner are like a layer of veil, which can be seen but not felt.

But now, when he saw the national teacher, those emotions revived one after another, and tears flickered in his eyes.

It was a young man in his thirties who guarded an abandoned child all night, searched through medical books, and only wanted to find a way to revive the child.

As time passed, the young man gradually grew old, and his hair was stained with frost, but when those eyes looked at the child he raised with his own hands, they were still as loving as ever.

Master Master, for Shen Zui, the National Master is not only his teacher, but also his father.

Two men in black robes stepped forward and pulled her away. An old man in a red robe was sitting in the seat. He waved to Shen Zui, "Zi Er, come here."

The tears in Shen Zui's eyes immediately fell out of his eyes, he threw himself into the old man's arms, choked up and said, "Master, Zui'er misses you so much."

The old national teacher was also very moved. He stroked the top of his head and said with a teasing smile, "Hey, we little Zuier went out for a trip, how did we become so clingy?"

Shen Zui snorted, "Just cling to people, just cling to people, who told you to throw me out?"

When the long-lost reunion of the two masters and saint sons here came to an end, the master noticed Yan Ce and Chaoxi who were not far away, and said: "The son has been weak since he was a child, and he was tired from traveling and traveling. I'm afraid he needs to rest immediately. I won’t be going to the palace for the banquet, so please ask the Third Prince to tell His Majesty to explain the reason.”

Ever since the guard of honor arrived at the National Teacher's Mansion, Chaoxi knew that he couldn't take the intoxication away.

The royal family of Daye Kingdom and the State Teacher's Mansion are evenly matched, and they have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Even the last national teacher died under the plot of the royal family.

The killer organization called "Blood Blood" is nothing more than a scapegoat launched by the royal family.

Shen Zhiye, the current national teacher, inherited the previous national teacher, and vaguely knew that his master's death was related to the royal family, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of the royal family.

And the people of the Chao Clan naturally hate the National Teacher's Mansion. They are clearly the royal family that rules Daye, but there are many believers in the National Teacher's Mansion and their energy is huge. Even in some remote mansions, the people there Maybe they don't know who the current emperor is, but no one doesn't know who the current national teacher is.

With such influence, how can the royal family not hate it to the bone, and want to get rid of it quickly?

Even though his teeth were itching with hatred in his heart, on the bright side, Chaoxi could only say with a smile, "What the national teacher said is true, it's because the prince didn't think carefully."

Chao Xi humbly said: "I also invite Luanjia of the National Teacher's Office to go first."

Intoxicated at the second before the gauze was put down, he exchanged a glance with Yan Ce, and saw the general make a face suddenly, which startled him.

When he came back to his senses, he laughed again.

The national teacher saw the interaction between the two people in his eyes, and after thinking about it for a while, he asked, "What can Zuier gain from this trip?"

Shen Zui thought about it, is eating a meal of meat counted as a harvest?But even if he was killed, he didn't dare to tell the old master that he secretly ate meat.

So the little saint shook his head, "I only detoxified General Yan and then came back, nothing new."

The old master gave a hum, and then said: "Remember, Zuier, the men outside have bad intentions, and what they say is all flattering to others, you must never believe it."

Shen Zui was surprised, stunned for a while, his cheeks flushed suddenly, "Master, you, you? What nonsense!"

The old national teacher put on an innocent look, "I'm just afraid of you as a teacher? Being deceived by a wild man, just take precautions before it happens."

Shen Zui covered his ears, his face was blushing like blood, "You? I don't know what you are talking about because you are disrespectful!"

The guard of honor walked around the city for a long time before finally returning to the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shen Zui was ushered in by several women in black robes, took a shower, and trimmed his face again. Then, more than a dozen women in black robes came in one file at a time carrying red lacquered wooden trays.

Looking around, on the tray were inner clothes, white robes, golden bells, sapphires, etc., all of which were worn by the Holy Son.

Shen Zui stood in front of a mirror that was as long as his body, and let a few women take things and put them on him?

Finally, the woman in black straightened the blue gemstone on his forehead, took a few steps back, bowed and said, "My lord, you are already dressed."

Turning his head intoxicated, he looked at himself in the mirror. Although the robe of the Son of God is white, it is not simple at all, because it is embroidered with dense colored glass flowers with gold thread, and there are many small flowers on the cuffs. Pearls are very luxurious.

Although the inner garment is simple in style, it is also exquisite in workmanship, and there are a few small golden bells hanging around the waist, which jingle as they walk.

His hair was also recombed by the dexterous maid, part of it was tied behind his head, and the rest was draped over his shoulders. On his forehead, there was a drop-shaped sapphire pierced by a gold thread, falling between the eyebrows.

The intoxication after dressing up has lost a bit of naivety and impetuosity, and added a bit of elegance and beauty, like a fairy walking out of a painting, with a breathtaking beauty.

Even intoxicated himself was shocked.

On the other hand, Chaoxi has already brought Yan Ce into the palace. Along the way, Chaoxi tried his best to find a topic, build a good relationship with General Yan, who is away all year round, so that he can help him in the future? Compete for the position.

But Yan Ce, a barbaric general, either said he didn't know, or that he wasn't interested, so the two of them walked all the way without talking a few words.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the palace where the welcome banquet was held, Chaoxi knew in his heart that he? Those brothers must have gotten the news and were already waiting inside. If they dragged on, he? opportunity.

"It is said that General Yan's return to Beijing this time is not only for his duty report, but also for his own lifelong affairs. I don't know if the rumor is true?" Chaoxi can only bring up the rumor, hoping that Yan Ce can chat with him for a few more words .

According to the laws of Daye, the officials sent abroad have to return to Beijing to report on their duties once a year. If they are lucky enough to win the favor of the emperor, they can stay in Beijing and make their careers smoothly.

However, every year Yan Ce said that there were too many things in Liangcheng and he couldn't get away, so he sent his subordinates to report on his duties instead.

If it was someone else, the emperor would definitely be furious, but for Yan Ce, he? He never pursued it, with a hint of connivance.

Yan Ce's development and growth at the border is also related to the emperor's connivance. Now, even if the royal family wants to move Yan Ce, they dare not act rashly. Otherwise, if Yan Ce is forced to reverse, no one can suppress it hold him.

Therefore, the benefits of Yan Ce's poisoning outweighed the disadvantages for the royal family. They even vaguely hoped that Yan Ce's poison would die, so that the tiger lying beside the couch would just die.

The Yidi people are naturally afraid and hate. Yan Ce is the best knife to kill Yidi, but if this knife is out of control, it is not the knife that the master wants.

It's a pity that the National Teacher's Office actually intervened in this matter. The royal family was disappointed, and their hatred for the National Teacher's Office increased a bit.

Yan Ce seemed unaware of the twists and turns in Chaoxi's heart. He finally answered something other than "don't know" and "boring". He nodded, "That's right, this general is here to propose marriage."

After Zhaoxi heard this, she was overjoyed.

Who else could Yan Ce want to marry besides Princess Yunyue?

Among these princes, only Chaoxi and Yunyue have the best relationship. If Yan Ce married Yunyue, wouldn't that be one of Chaoxi's helpers?

Chao Xi laughed loudly and said, "Brother Yan is really good-looking, I wish you well? Bring the beauty back as soon as possible."

Even the title has changed from "General Yan" to "Brother Yan", as if he already regards Yan Ce as one of his own.

Yan Ce also smiled, "Thank you, Third Prince, for your kindness."

The two walked into the hall talking and laughing, and the princes inside saw them? They were talking happily, and they all looked at each other, thinking about it.

But after a while, Chaoxi was already squeezed three feet away. He? Those brothers who usually had their eyes high above the top, surrounded Yan Ce at this moment, extremely enthusiastic.

Chao Xi gritted his teeth, and when he ascended the throne, all these people must be put to death in order to relieve his anger.

Finally, when the emperor came, everyone returned to their seats and bowed respectfully to the emperor.

"Calm down, today is a reception banquet for General Yan, not a court hall, you don't have to be restrained, just be casual."

After the emperor finished speaking, he ordered Yan Ce, "Yan Ce, you? Come to me." Yan Ce put down the wine glass in his hand, came to the emperor, and bowed his hands respectfully, "Minister Yan Ce pays homage to Your Majesty?"

The emperor looked at him with a dazed expression, and sighed before saying, "It's been so many years, you? Finally, you're willing to come back."

Yan Ce's hands were clenched suddenly, but his voice did not change at all, and he said, "As the general guarding the border in Liangcheng, is it part of my duty to return to Beijing to report on my duties?"

The emperor knew that he still had a grudge in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, you? Go down? Go."

"Resignation." Yan Ce bowed and retreated.

Not long after, the emperor said he was tired and left the stage, and those princes who had been staying in their seats all gathered around Yan Ce, complimenting him with every word of mouth.

Yan Ce's eyes swept over their faces one by one. After many years, he still remembered how these imperial brothers and imperial brothers taunted him back then.

Who would have thought that the prince, who was struggling to survive in the cold palace, would suddenly transform into a powerful general?

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