The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"You! You bad-hearted brat!" Shang Rong's face darkened immediately when he heard that, he raised his orchid fingers, blowing his beard and staring angrily, but he is a babyless man, and he can't grow a beard. "I shouldn't tell you, you brat, but tell me!"

Wang Wanyi looked at Shang Rong who was so angry, he squinted and smiled.

"I won't be with Shang Gong anymore, Your Majesty is still waiting for Wang Zheng to return to his life." He walked past Shang Rong, stopped after thinking for a while, and whispered in Shang Rong's ear.

"Three days ago, whether Shang Gong acted unintentionally in the Hall of Supreme Harmony or whether Wang Zheng was going to be executed on the spot, Wang Zheng can ignore it, but, once the emperor and courtiers, Shang Gong still recognizes the situation and lives in the present, so that he can die well. .”

Shang Rong turned around with his back hooked, looked at Wang Wanyi's straight back, flung his sleeves and hummed.

Entering Qianqing Palace, the servants waiting outside the inner hall bowed their heads, their faces were in a dilemma, neither side dared to offend.

"Master Admiral, His Majesty just took a rest..."

Before the eunuch could finish speaking, Wang Wanyi waved his hand and supported him.

In the inner hall, the beams are made of Yunding sandalwood, the pillars are made of carved gold dragon tongs and red agate, and hundreds of glazed orbs are strung together to form a curtain. In the hall, there is an incense burner burning ambergris.

Beside the wide bed with agarwood wood carvings, dragons and phoenixes, there is a bright yellow curtain hanging, covered by a light gauze, only a shadow of a sideways figure can be vaguely seen.

The person behind the gauze was leaning on the couch, wearing crimson scarlet satin pajamas, under the loose black hair, was a sickly pale face, his eyes were closed, but his brows were wrinkled, and his lips were pale. It is also a broken color.

Wang Wanyi frowned, only looking at the thin brocade covering Zhu Zhaoyan's waist and abdomen.

This little emperor is probably tossing the dragon body again. He is weak and prone to wind-cold diseases. His hands and feet are cold all year round, but he is self-willed.

Before he could warm Zhu Zhaoyan with an extra quilt, the person on the couch opened his eyes, his glass-like pupils swept away, and when he saw clearly that the person in front of the bed was Wang Wanyi, his eyes widened. one light.

"Love." There was a weak and hoarse voice, but the tone was soft.

"The minister kowtows to His Majesty, long live my emperor." Wang Wanyi kneeled and kowtowed.

A white and slender hand stretched out from the gauze curtain and gently opened the curtain.

"Cough cough." Before anyone saw him, the coughing sound reached his ears first.

"Your Majesty, have you taken the medicine according to the time prescribed by the imperial doctor?"

Wang Wanyi knelt on the ground with both knees, and the servants could not look directly at the king until they were flat. All he could see was Zhu Zhaoyan's hands supporting his knees, and the dark scarlet cloth.

"I don't need to be like this the night before, let's be flat." He coughed a few times, and a few strokes of blood were painted on his bloodless lips. "That medicine is too bitter to swallow with candied fruit. I don't want to drink it."

Zhu Zhaoyan wanted to stand up, but Wang Wanyi hurriedly stepped forward to help her, her black hair fell down and brushed the back of Wang Wanyi's hand, scratching it itchyly.

"I'm scared."

Those long and beautiful hands tightly grasped Wang Wanyi's bestowal, and the glass-like eyes were full of fear, helplessness, and limpness, like broken jade.

"Your Majesty is having a nightmare again." Wang Wanyi asked with concern.

Zhu Zhaoyan closed his eyes and nodded deeply, then opened his phoenix eyes, and there was a touch of deep red at the end of his eyes.

"I dreamed of Li Zilong, the demon, Uncle Heng, my teacher, the Jurchen army forcing the Palace of Supreme Harmony, and many people who wanted to harm me..."

From His Majesty's ascension to the throne, to the evil Taoist Li Zilong colluding with the internal official Wei She, the two traitors colluded to murder His Majesty Zhu Zhaoyan, and then to the internal rebellion of King Heng, the heights are extremely cold, and people in high positions are worried every moment. .

"Your Majesty, the rebellious ministers and thieves have been divided into corpses by five horses. At the intersection of the violent corpse, King Heng and his party officials will definitely find out by the roots. I hope that Your Majesty will take care of the dragon's body and don't worry about it."

He caressed Zhu Zhaoyan's back. Wang Wanyi first served Concubine Wan Gui and then accompanied His Majesty. The master and servant accompanied him when he was young. He could see everything that Zhu Zhaoyan had experienced, including his fear and his pain. cowardly.

He honored him and rewarded him with dignity, and he also ruled out dissidents for him and stabilized the court.

"The whole court is full, and the only thing I trust is Wanyi." He said.

Lying on the dragon couch, Wang Wanyi helped him put on the dragon quilt, and gave Zhu Zhaoyan his life again.

"Your Majesty, I have seized Xu's family, seized thousands of firearms, coolers, three cannons, and ten thousand taels of gold and silver. Everyone involved in the case is under the law. Today, I got a report from a border soldier. The foreign Jurchens are about to move. I feel that something is wrong. I have something to do." Boldly admonish."

"Speak." Zhu Zhaoyan said with a frown.

"I have troubles both internally and externally. Except for the training system of the Jinyi Six Doors and the East and West factories, my court favors civil servants, and the military generals from poor families are not valued. I feel that if there are literary examinations, there can also be strong lists in martial arts examinations." , Although our court's firearms are strong, we must not neglect military officers, only a strong country and a strong army can benefit the people and protect His Majesty's country and people's safety."

Wang Wanyi bowed her head, not only for His Majesty, but also for himself to gain a firm foothold.

Sheji is the first, the promotion of military officers to stabilize power is the second, and the third is to win over people's hearts. With Heng Wang Xu as the foreshadowing, he can see that the wind can turn the rudder and push the boat along with the current.

"Just leave everything to Wanyi and you." Zhu Zhaoyan lay on the dragon couch and closed his eyes weakly.

"The minister will not disturb His Majesty's rest, and the internal officials will leave first." Wang Wanyi got up and was about to leave the inner hall.

"Is Wanyi going to leave just after she came to see me?" Zhu Zhaoyan slightly opened his eyes and said.

"The minister still has today's memorial that he has not finished reviewing for His Majesty. After the minister has finished reviewing it, he will submit it to His Majesty for review. Your Majesty, please rest well."

Pulling the curtain, Wang Wanyi exited Qianqing Palace, and the servants on both sides closed the palace door.

"Serve Your Majesty well, and report any trouble." He said to the servant waiting outside the door.

"Yes, Lord Admiral." The servant replied nervously, the prestige of the Duke of Xichang had shocked the court.

Xichang "Troll" Wang Zheng, Eunuch Wang, is a man who kills without batting an eyelid.

When I saw Phytolaca again, his feet were scorched black, and his body was tied up on the rack by iron chains, like a cocooned chrysalis. He shook his head, his chest heaved up and down, panting, Weary.

Wang Wanyi walked into the cell with the food box, Wei Ying saw that it was Wang Wanyi, and immediately stood up from the teacher's chair and cupped his hands.

"Father, please sit up."

Shang Lu raised his eyes weakly when he heard the voice. From the day he was arrested to now, he hasn't touched any rice water for six days. Even if he died of starvation, the current situation can be regarded as the end of his life.

He moved his peeling lips mockingly.

"Mr. Wang is very cunning, and Shang Lu admires his ability to turn a deer into a horse."

The people on his side were wiped out, and there was no way to recover.