After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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Gift

Today is the morning sun, and every courtier who rushed into the palace gate saw the fourth prince standing outside the Zhengyang Gate. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, as blue as the clear sky, with a red hairband hanging between his hair, like Jumping Mars in general.

It wasn't until everyone walked into Zhengyang Gate that the fourth prince walked in slowly.

The black cloak fluttered against the morning wind.

"Who is standing on the jade steps in front of the palace?"

Emperor Jiang walked up to the high platform of Zhaoyang Hall from the side, sat on the dragon chair, squinted his eyes and stared at the slender man outside the hall.

"Return to Your Majesty, it is the Fourth Prince."

Qiu Ying took over from Wei Songren and became the most favored eunuch by the emperor's side.

"Why didn't he come in?" Emperor Jiang looked at the kneeling officials in the hall, then at the black cloak in front of the hall, and his long hair blown up by the wind.

"Let him in."

Emperor Jiang had a very strange feeling, as if the person in front of the hall was just wearing the skin of Su Yangjiao, and he had changed his soul in his bones. When he thought of this, he was startled.

Qiu Ying came trotting all the way, and wanted to invite Su Yangjiao to enter the hall to face the saint. He smiled all over his face: "Fourth Prince, Your Majesty invites you to enter the hall."

The light of the early morning mist reflected on Su Yangjiao's face, his muscles were like snow, and his eyebrows were clear.

He shook his head lightly, and said: "I won't go in, I'll just wait here for the dispersal."

"Your Highness, Chenfengliang, you should enter the palace."

Su Yangjie didn't speak any more, and didn't look at Qiu Ying, but turned to the other side, he was waiting for someone.

Qiu Ying had no choice but to bow and go back to the main hall, and whispered a few words into Emperor Jiang's ear. The already gloomy face of Emperor Jiang was even worse at the moment, and said, "Don't worry about him, let's start."

The palace is patchwork, looking from a distance, a kind of kingly spirit surges up.

Su Yangjiao always liked to stand on the high platform of Zhaoyang Hall and look at the whole imperial city.

It's not that he wants to betray this place, it's that everyone is pushing him, King Xun is pushing him hard, never ending, Su Yunmo is pressing every inch, wishing to tear him and Wei Nanxun to pieces, but now it's his father The emperor is also forcing him, using Wei Nanxun's life to force him.

Why are you refusing to let him go?

Do you think he is easy to bully?

Su Yangjiao looked far away, he was waiting, waiting for the big gift before the battle.

The ministers in the hall were probably arguing about something, and high-pitched voices rushed out through the cracks in the windows. What was the long drought in the northwest and no rain in the southwest? Gathered in the outskirts of Beijing, ready to attack Jialing Pass.

"Your Majesty, now I, Da Jiang, have internal and external troubles, and I am not suitable for foreign wars!"

"Prime Minister, you are trying to build up the ambitions of others and destroy the prestige of our country. Our country is prosperous and the people are safe. Where did the internal and external troubles come from?"

"Severe drought in the northwest and floods in the southwest, which one is not worrying? The Chu land in the southern border is confronted with our army all the year round. Isn't the Beiliao in the north eyeing it like a tiger?"

"Drought and flood disasters have been arranged by His Majesty for disaster relief funds, so the foundation of the country will not be shaken at all. The Chu Kingdom in southern Xinjiang has been beaten back to its hometown by the Fifth Prince, and it is certain that it will not dare to make trouble in the short term.

As for Beiliao in the north, his envoys are in my city of Shengjing, eagerly looking forward to forming an alliance with our country. Where did the foreign aggression come from? "

"Uh..." The sky gradually brightened, but the light was a bit gloomy.

On the top of the main hall with red walls and yellow tiles, someone flew over quietly.

Yun Le was dressed in black, jumping on top of the palace, like a dancing wild goose, no one saw him, and no one could see him.

He lightly jumped to Su Yangjiao's side, perfectly avoiding the sight of the patrol soldiers.

"Master." Yun Le was holding a small wooden box in his hand, which was dark in color.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Is it going well? Are you injured?" Su Yangjie turned his head to look at him, and also looked at the situation in the hall.

"Just them? They can't hurt me."

Su Yangjiao nodded and said: "Take off your coat and wait here with me." After speaking, he glanced inside again, and said with a faint smile: "The time is coming, you will accompany me in later."

Yun Le said that the wooden box was gently placed at his feet, and he quickly took off his black coat, and hid the removed clothes in a certain corner in the blink of an eye.

After waiting for a while, the courtiers stopped arguing and came out of the hall one by one. Some were full of interest, while others were as black as water.

At the end of the crowd was a young man with a crane-like figure and a gentle demeanor.

He stepped out of the threshold of the main hall, looked sideways at Su Yangjiao, paused, and then put on his smile again, shallow, faint, like water.

Also hid the knife.

When the man passed by him, he stopped, leaned closer and whispered, "Fourth brother, the battlefield is dangerous, and life and death are unpredictable."

"Don't come back again."

Su Yangjiao lowered his eyes, and a beam of cold light shot straight over.

He also smiled, bright and moving, "Okay, as the second brother wishes."

Su Yunman raised his eyes, surprised flashed, "My dear brother, I advise you not to play any tricks."

"A trick?" Su Yangjiao glanced at him and said, "Where's the second brother's bodyguard? Where's Mian Yi? Mian Yi has been with you for seven years, and you haven't seen anyone alive or dead. Why don't you go look for him, Second Brother? "

"You!" Su Yunmo cautiously looked around, took another step closer, and gritted his teeth: "Whether he is dead or not, you can't use him to threaten me. I only hate him for being so stupid that he didn't kill you." !"

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked down the jade steps without looking back.

Jiang Di looked at the crowd walking farther and farther away, and sighed softly: "You, you are always so willful..."

He turned his head, looked at Su Yangjiao, and said, "Since Jie'er is here, why doesn't he go into the hall to discuss matters?"

Su Yangjie bowed his knees and bowed, looked up at Emperor Jiang, and said, "Father, Jie'er is here today, and I want to say something to Father."

Jiang Di looked at him, then at the guards behind him, and said, "You still want to take him with you?"

Su Yangjiao glanced at Yunle and said, "Together."

"Then come in."

Before Yun Le entered the inner hall of Zhaoyang Palace, several guards in the palace searched him first, and after making sure that there was no problem, he followed Su Yangjiao into the inner hall.

Jiang Di sat behind the desk, and there was a thick stack of memorials on the royal platform. He visited one in front of him, and the content he opened just happened to dissuade Jiang Di from sending troops to attack Jialing Pass in Jingguo. He frowned, swept his sleeves, and The memorial was swept aside.

Looking up again, I saw Su Yangjiao was looking at the memorial and smiling.

Su Yangjiao took a look at Yunle, and said straight to the point: "Father, I brought you a gift."

Jiang Di was startled, and was a little surprised at the moment, rubbing his hands together: "This is not a festival, why did you give Father a present?"

"Didn't the father want to dominate the world?"

Jiang Di's expression changed immediately when he heard the words, and he asked in a cold voice: "Who said this?"

"The people in the city and the officials in the court all say so."

Emperor Jiang patted the table angrily, and hummed: "Even if I want to rule the world, is there something wrong?"

Which emperor doesn't want to rule the world?

Emperor Jiang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, on the contrary, this was a grand event passed down through the ages.

Su Yangjiao shook his sleeves and said, "That's right, all the emperors of all dynasties have such ambitions."

Even so, it is impossible for the emperor to admit that although the world is divided into three parts, it is still considered stable. Even if there are occasional frictions between several countries, it will not bring about major changes. As the common people, they hope that What matters is the stability of the country, the prosperity of the people and the strength of the country.

No matter what kind of war it is, it will always bring people to misery, and the people at the bottom will be hurt in the end.

"No matter what they say, as long as Ke'er can understand the mind of the emperor, this world will be handed over to you after all!"

Emperor Jiang leaned back, his face was a bit haggard, and bloodshot eyes could be seen in his eyes. Thinking about sending troops to Jialing Pass this time, he was also under a lot of pressure from the court.

"Father, won't you take a look at the gift that Ke'er gave you?"

Su Yangjie pointed to the wooden box and raised his head to ask.

Jiang Di forced himself to stand up, with a little smile on his face, and slowly walked down from the table, and said as he walked: "Jie'er is a gift from the father, the father wants to see what it is."

"Click" the dark wooden box to open the buckle.

"Ah!" Emperor Jiang's face changed drastically, and he stepped back again and again. Then he calmed down, and suddenly raised his head and pointed at Su Yangjiao and cursed: "Nizi! Nizi! Why are you killing him?"

Su Yangjiao looked at the wooden box, and the head inside was still terrified.

He motioned Yun Le to close the box, smiled at Emperor Jiang again, and said: "Father, he wants to kill my son, but my son is dead, shouldn't the first thing be to kill him?"

Jiang Di eased his tone, teasing, "He is a servant in the palace, why would he want to kill you? You must have misread it."

"Really? My son is wrong, will General Qin be wrong too? Will the imperial father's imperial army be wrong too?"

He stepped forward step by step until he reached the stairs, pressed his hands on the table, and stared straight into Jiang Di's eyes.

"Father, why did you kill the son? Didn't the father say that he would give the whole world to the son? How could he have the heart to assassinate the son?"

He pressed every inch, and said every word with a sad expression.

"I'm not..." Jiang Di leaned back, a few strands of white hair fell from his temples, his cloudy eyes were dim, "Why would I be willing to hurt you?"

Emperor Jiang did not expect that Su Yangjiao would be so vigilant. As a small servant, Fu Kai was extremely unobtrusive in the palace. Emperor Jiang specially arranged him in the imperial tea house, so that he could have the opportunity to approach him alone every day, and also Not to obstruct the eyes.

However, when Su Yangjie left Fengxian Hall yesterday, he saw the figure of this little servant at a glance. It was the assassin who was hiding in the Jinhe that day. The assassin's calf was captured, giving the opponent time and opportunity to lick the poison and commit suicide.

"Father, do you want to kill Wei Nanxun?"

Su Yangjiao supported the table with both hands, half of his body was leaning inward, his eyes seemed to be like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, piercing Jiang Di's heart.

"Father, I have said that if anyone dares to touch Nan Xun with a finger, I will kill him."

"Father knows that the son-in-law's words are never just spoken casually."