The Lonely King of the Red Chamber is sick

Jia Daishan's sudden "delicacy" did not change Situ Wen's itinerary, but instead gave him an excuse to live in Jia She's courtyard under the guise of helping and avoiding the exhaustion of the uncle.

Jia Daishan: "..."

Silently writing a memorial to the emperor, he was out of sight and out of mind, emphatically expressing: His Royal Highness the crown prince is here, the old minister is not good at urging my son to be a young general with a whip and a whip.

When Emperor Qianxi received Jia Daishan's memorial, his eyes flashed, and he twitched his mouth noncommittally.

Seeing the emperor narrowing his eyes thoughtfully, a group of confidant ministers groaned in their hearts, and looked at each other speechlessly. They only knew a general idea. His Royal Highness, who had been visiting Jia Daishan privately, went to Jia Daishan's mansion, lowered his eyes silently, Cover the look of thinking.Among them, Jia Daihua, who was hand-picked to follow, wanted to grab the iron gun beside him, and hit the foolish cousin with a single shot. Did Jiangnan Fengshui squint his eyes?Now, the emperor and the prince are harmonious on the surface, but there is already an undercurrent in private!

How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch? ! !

His Royal Highness is too dazzling to block the light of the emperor.

This year's spring plowing to sacrifice to heaven, Emperor Qianxi sent the eldest prince and the crown prince to worship together. For them, it was a warning.

If Emperor Qianxi knew about the slander of the ministers, the corners of his mouth would twitch even more.Although he did have some taboo towards Ah Cheng.After all, Situ Wen was young and upright, very intelligent, and everyone praised him. He naturally had a sense of crisis in his subconscious mind, but in his heart, his first reaction after scanning the memorial was definitely not the perfect and unparalleled prince who collude with a general who holds a heavy army. Rather, Jia Daishan, what the hell are you really doing with one whip, one whip, and the little crying bag? I just wrote the name upside down!

He really thought he didn't know that he personally sent secret guards to protect Jia She.After all, no matter what, this little crying bag can be regarded as a huge stain in Wushuang!

Moreover, this stain is also a rare happy fruit for him in the intrigue and treachery of the government.The existence of these dual attributes naturally needs to be well protected.Emperor Qianxi looked at the letter from the hidden guard mixed in the memorial, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.Seeing that Ah Cheng ran away, Jia Amnesty did a good job, so he should let Ah Cheng down.

Emperor Qianxi's complexion relaxed, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.There is a perfect and unparalleled prince. It is one thing for him to be wary, but he is more proud. Situ Wen's perfection stimulates his ambition. Expansion, to realize the true universal kingdom, Huajin is the only soldier who leads the land.

In order to become more and more perfect in the future, today's trials are indispensable!

The conflict between the princes is an eternal existence, and there is also the conflict between the emperor and the prince... A frenzy flashed in Emperor Qianxi's eyes. If the kings kill each other to prove the king's way in the future, it will be a pleasure.

Glancing at the minister with his head bowed and still like a puppet, Emperor Qianxi twitched his lips and smiled at Jia Daihua, "Jia Aiqing, we are coming to Jinling soon, why don't you be the host and accompany me for a walk."

"Yes." Jia Daihua leaned over and replied.

Emperor Qianxi called a few more people to accompany him, ordered them to call for clothes, and a large group of people visited Jinling privately in micro-clothes.The destination is very clear, Jia Mansion.Emperor Qianxi ordered someone to stop the servant who was reporting, and walked to Jia Amnesty's courtyard without being led by someone who knew the way.The following group of ministers trembled in fear. Sure enough, the emperor began to dislike His Royal Highness, so he came here to find out the truth so impatiently.

Before the group stepped into the door, they heard a startled scream from inside:

"Brother Prince, is this a phoenix-headed harp?! Tribute to the Piao Kingdom, this... is this a tribute from the Piao Kingdom back then? Really?!"

Jia She couldn't put it down and looked at the huge musical instrument in front of him carefully.Under the sunshine, the boat-shaped piano plate shines dazzlingly, and its shape is like a phoenix flying high in the sky. The royal ornamentation clearly shows its origin.

"Well, look at your silly appearance. Of course everything I use for my golden baby is the best. Isn't grandma's birthday coming soon? You take this as a congratulatory gift." It is said that grandma is a master of instrumental music and loves to collect musical instruments.A smile appeared on the corner of Situ Wen's lips, and he walked over and took Jia Shen's outstretched hand out of curiosity, and calmly put it in his palm and stroked it lightly, "If you don't wear armor, be careful to cut your hand."

Hearing this, Jia She looked back, "Brother Prince, isn't this too honorable, I can't take it..." Before he finished speaking, he happened to bump into Situ Wen's smiling eyes. With a smile, Jia Amnesty couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, he felt numb all over his body, like a warm current flowing slowly, very comfortable.

"Xie'er, Xi'er," Situ Wen was taking the opportunity to eat tender tofu, when suddenly he looked up and saw two lines of Jia She's nosebleeds, he panicked instantly, "Come here, call the imperial doctor!"

Witnessing this scene, the minister who watched His Royal Highness's expression change widened his eyes.

The corner of Emperor Qianxi's mouth twitched as he walked in, seeing the gigantic musical instrument. He had never heard of people loving houses so much, especially his grandmother's birthday.

Many years later, Emperor Qianxi suddenly looked back and realized that this was called his son-in-law's visit. He could only lament once again that the emperor's life had missed him. If he had experienced ordinary family life, he would have been able to detect the signs of strangling this demon fire as early as possible.

Rather than with the passage of time, the flames burned more and more intensely, and finally the raging fire devoured the prince he coveted, ruined his dream of an ordinary father, and burned to death a naive one who would call him uncle and hug him. The little crying bag on his thighs crying unscrupulously.