"The family has a weak foundation, just a leg of lamb. I can't get enough to eat. What's the point of fighting again and again?"

　　In the Imperial Study Room,

　　 Wei Zhonghe was reading Zheng Fan's words word by word.

　　 There was a slight delay, but not the slightest difference. His left ear was also trembling slightly there, which can be said to be "synchronized sound transmission", and even his tone of voice was imitating Zheng Fan.

　　 Ji Runhao tore off a piece of lamb and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, and said:

　　 "This kid is kind of funny, no wonder Cheng Yue would play with him."

　　 Ji Chengyue,

　　 is the name of the Sixth Prince.

　　 "Your Majesty, this kid has a thorough mind, and the slave likes it tightly."

　　 This is the second time Wei Zhonghe has said this today, which means that he really appreciates Zheng Fan and feels that Zheng Fan is very suitable for life in the court.

　　The ecology of the palace was originally a gu farm. The big eunuchs who can climb out of the bottom eunuchs step by step have very scheming and methods.

　　 But after all, the palace is not a battlefield, nor is it a river or lake. The identity of the **** is inherently incomplete, and even people are not counted. Everything depends on their own masters.

　　 Therefore, the ability to please the master is the eunuch's first ability to survive in the court.

　　 At this point, Wei Zhonghe is very optimistic about Zheng Fan.

　　 can win the hearts of the six princes, can win the hearts of Jingnan Hou Huan, and now can win the hearts of Zhenbei Hou Huan, even your majesty said he was interesting.

　　 In addition, during the day, Zheng Fan personally used a scabbard to abolish the limbs of the three princes, and it really made Wei Zhonghe see the crazy spirit Zheng Fan buried in his heart.

Ugh,

　　 This kind of person is really a natural eunuch.

　　 Resting in the arena, it is equivalent to the innate perfect body of the Wufu, the foundation of the spirit of the Qi refiner.

　　 It's a pity that Wei Zhonghe also knows that he probably didn't have a chance to cut off Zheng Fan's Ding Ding and let Zheng Fan recognize him as a godfather.

　　 If you let the two masters know that they have admired the generals they admire, you can cut off the roots of their descendants.

　　 "Oh, this is interesting. You castrate likes him, and Wu Jing made it clear that he wanted to support him. Now Liang Ting is also clearly interested in this kid.

　　 This kid is really a sweet pastry, very popular. "

　　 "How can this kid be your majesty no matter where he is? Zhenbei Houye wants to lift him, it is hard to say whether this kid will agree, after all, Jingnan Houye is even more good to him.

　　 But anyway, as long as your majesty opens your mouth, doesn't this kid knelt down in front of your majesty? "

　　 "My son is abolished, I don't mind, would you mind when he was?"

"This…"

　　 "It's just right to be used on the blade. This kid is the Beifeng Renshi. Earlier, it should have been Li Liangting's Zhenbei Army. How did Wu Jing get the first place?"

　　 "In response to your Majesty, the servant went to check his resume. At the earliest, he was promoted by the princess because he had made military exploits when he was a civil servant and cut the sand to the top of the leader.

　　 But what the princess said was just the guardian school lieutenant, and he said that he was hanging under the Zhenbei Army, but it was nothing more than a nameless errand.

　　 Later, the court deliberately transferred Beiguan to the south, and the boy was sent to Dangbaozhai in Yinlang County for defense. "

　　 "Where did you go?"

　　 "Return to your Majesty, go to the Ministry of War."

　　 "Sheng Yue did it?"

　　 "The youngest son of Jiang Wenzhou, the servant of the Ministry of War, owes a lot of money in the gambling shop under the name of His Royal Highness Six."

　　 "Oh? Cheng Yue didn't hide it?"

　　 "Return to your Majesty, this is the first time the Sixth Prince has set out to plant himself in his adult life."

　　 "He has vision, this Zheng Fan is a talent."

　　 "It seems that not only the two masters and the minions appreciate him, but even your majesty also appreciate him. The minions really envy this kid. After all, it is the blessing of several lifetimes that have gained the current fortune."

　　 "You castrate, I ask you to read more books on weekdays, but you don't, but you only know how to adopt those ineffective godsons everywhere and buy your own land."

"Your Majesty, the minion's mind is really incapable of reading, and the minion is getting older. The only thought in this life is to wait on your majesty, and then go back to buy a village and set up a temple when the slave can't take care of himself. Temple, the minion can continue to pray for your majesty every day."

　　 "This flattering is good, not authentic, you old steward and a gas refiner are about to catch up with the old gentleman, right?"

　　 "If you can't do it, you can't do it, the old slave just learns a little bit about the master's ability."

The name 　　 grandfather is allowed in the palace, because the gas refiner had to **** the emperor's family out of Beijing even if he was seriously injured, and it can be said that he is also the life-saver of your majesty today.

　　 "Don't talk about these fictitious things, I guess I won't be able to survive your old steward."

　　 "Then it will be easier, your majesty, when you go, take the old slave with you. When you reach the sky, the old slave can continue to serve your majesty."

　　 "Hehe, Zheng Fan, not as good as you, on the skill of slapping a beard and a horse."

　　 "This is the old slave's ability to settle down."

　　 "Oh, you, you."

　　 Yan Huang's eyebrows turned,

　　道:

　　 "The foundation of the family is thin, and the legs of the lamb are not divided enough. For this property, it is not worth fighting for, let alone fighting for it. It is better to go all out and go outside to lay a big territory for my big swallow!"

　　Wei Zhonghe's heart is down,

　　道:

　　 "Your Majesty, what did that kid actually mean?"

　　 He really dare to say, he really dare to say.

　　 What surprised Wei Zhonghe most was that he could see clearly.

　　 "This son has a big heart, and he can see clearly."

　　 This is Yan Huang’s evaluation of Zheng Fan.

　　 As everyone knows, behind Zheng Fan are the six princes who are the most handsome father, plus a peerless old silver coin blind man, which is equivalent to two think tanks watching the news broadcast with you. You can definitely see more deeply than others.

　　 "Previously, after he finished talking about the strategy, the pavilion said those things to him."

　　 "It was Zhenbei Hou Ye who taught him how to roast leg of lamb?"

　　The Emperor Yan swept his gaze towards Wei Zhonghe, and Wei Zhonghe immediately slapped his mouth, making no noise, but Wei Zhonghe knelt down immediately.

　　 "A slave who fails to speak, please punish your majesty."

　　 Actually, this does not mean that Wei Zhonghe said something wrong, because Wei Zhonghe was right. Li Liangting did indeed teach Zheng Fan how to roast a leg of lamb after Zheng Fan said the strategy.

　　 But the fault was in Wei Zhonghe's tone, with a little bit of disdain for Li Liangting, as light as a cicada's wings, but was caught by the Emperor Yan.

　　 Every place has regional discrimination and occupational discrimination. This is human nature and cannot be changed.

　　 Eunuchs actually belong to the bottom of professional discrimination, almost the bottom. Even if it is the tortoise in the red account, it is not impossible if it is really straightforward.

　　 Emperor Yan’s eyes fell on Wei Zhonghe’s body,

　　 Wei Zhonghe's back is already dripping with cold sweat.

　　 But if you say that Wei Zhonghe is discriminating against Li Liangting's North Barbarian's origin, then you would underestimate the handprints of the great Yan Si Li supervisor.

　　Actually, he was testing, testing the Yanhuang's true intentions towards Zhenbeihou. As a slave, you have to act according to the master's will. This is his life instinct, a habit that is infiltrated into his bones.

　　 But obviously, your Majesty's feelings for Zhenbeihou are already so sensitive.

　　 "Get up, and next time, go to my guardian mausoleum in advance and wait for me to come."

　　 "Your Majesty, the old slave dare not."

　　 Wei Zhonghe stood up slowly.

　　 "Although the pavilion is talking about roast leg of lamb, it is also a disguised statement that Zheng Fanzhi's strategy is right.

　　As a general, I only see how to defeat the enemy in front of him and how to win the city in front of him. As the saying goes, a thousand generals are easy to obtain and a general is hard to find, but in my opinion, a thousand generals are easy to obtain, and a handsome man is hard to find.

　　 If I tell you again, the strategy Zheng Fan said is almost the same as the strategy I discussed with the pavilion without mirror. What do you think of the old steward? "

　　 "Old slave congratulates your majesty for another great talent, congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to the great swallow!"

　　 is like roast leg of lamb,

It is necessary to consider what ingredients the sheep are fed before being slaughtered, charcoal, spices, etc., just like a real guardian or a handsome talent on the side of the attack, you need to think about more than just a battle. Or it is the gains and losses of the city in front of you, but the political, economic, cultural, and various changes in the other party and your own court.

　　 This kind of thing is called pattern.

　　 What Li Liangting and Emperor Yan admire is exactly the pattern that Zheng Fan showed in his strategy.

　　Of course, what Yanhuang and Zhenbeihou don't know is how many talents are standing behind Zheng Fan. Newton is standing on the shoulders of giants, and Zheng Fan is being carried by seven dwarfs.

　　 "Jiang family, is it in the criminal record or the extermination record?"

　　 "Return to your Majesty, it's on the prisoner's book."

　　 "Up and down the door book."

　　 "The slave follows the order."

　　 "By the way, did Cheng Yue build a temple outside the city?"

　　 "Yes, your Majesty, it's an earth temple, but the memorial tablet of the Min family is in the back, and the concubine Min."

　　 "Oh, poor Chengyue child."

　　 Wei Zhonghe stood on the edge, not daring to speak.

　　 a little while,

　　 The Emperor Yan said:

　　 "Push it."

　　……

　　 "Are you full?"

　　 "If you go back to Lord Hou, you are full of humble duty."

　　 "Why do you just eat so little?"

　　 "The humble job is really not used to eating so greasy in the morning."

　　 "That's because the days are too comfortable on weekdays."

　　 "Before joining the army, my family was in a small business, but there was no shortage of food and clothing."

　　 "If I envy you, do you believe me?"

　　 "Believe it."

"Oh?"

　　 "Because the food in Houfu is really unpalatable."

　　 "Oh, it's really unpalatable, you know, I was looking forward to the opportunity to enter Beijing before. When I was a child, I could grab your majesty's drumsticks."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 After all, this is the imperial palace. You Zhenbeihou can talk about the embarrassment of Emperor Yan before, but Zheng Fan knows that he can't get along.

　　 Zhen Beihou was walking in front, and Zheng Fan followed.

　　 Zheng Fan held a lot of barbecue tools from Zhenbeihou. Zhenbeihou was a real person. He even brought his own tools for roasting leg of lamb in the garden, and he did not forget to take it with him.

　　 When passing a pavilion gate, Zheng Fan felt that a barbecue rack was about to fall off, and said to a palace guard standing on both sides of the pavilion gate:

　　 "Brother, help me mention it."

　　 The guard immediately stretched out his hand to help, and as soon as he took a shelf, Zheng Fan saw two soldiers coming from behind.

　　 One person covered the guard's mouth, and the other's knife was placed on the guard's neck.

　　 Zheng Fan was taken aback for a moment.

　　 The two soldiers smiled at Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan also smiled.

　　 Knowing that the other party seems to not want blood to splash on him is also kind.

　　 Zheng Fan took two steps back,

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The knife cut across the neck of the enthusiastic guard.

　　 A soldier took the grill that the guard had previously helped Zheng Fan to take, and said to Zheng Fan:

　　 "My lord, let me help you with the humble job."

　　 "Oh, thank you, just help me pile it up, keep it neatly."

　　 "Okay, my lord."

　　 Another soldier dragged the body of the guard and left.

　　 After rearranging the barbecue grill, Zheng Fan speeded up and caught up with Zhenbeihou.

　　 While Zheng Fan was running, he clearly saw a group of soldiers also running.

　　 Along the way, several of the guards who had saluted themselves before were killed by the soldiers who ran with him in the next moment.

　　 Not all of them were killed. For example, several people who were watching or patrolling together. After one of them was killed, a soldier immediately took the place of the guard who was killed. The patrol was still patrolling, and the garrison was still garrisoned.

　　 is like a gust of wind, blowing over and squinting your eyes, but when you rub your eyes and look closely, nothing seems to have changed.

　　 "What's the matter, can I still move it?" Zhenbeihou asked.

"Okay."

　　 "Well, young people, do more."

　　 Zhenbeihou didn't explain what was happening in the palace, so Zheng Fan didn't ask. In fact, Zheng Fan probably already guessed the reason in his heart.

The influence of Dayan by aristocratic families is ubiquitous, especially the guards in the palace. Although they are not used as errands like the aristocratic children of the Qing court in later generations, it is difficult for ordinary people to mix in this position. After all, Closer to the big shots, the chances are also great.

　　 Before, I couldn't bear it, but now, since the moment when the Jingnan Hou killed the Tian family, things have started.

　　 Probably, it is not only this palace that will be purged, but also in the Forbidden Army, it is also a **** storm at this time. The soldiers of Tiancheng County under the control of the Prince of Waiga University must be doing similar things.

　　 This is the power of celebrities. They are everywhere, and their influence can almost touch every aspect of a country. To use celebrities is to scrape the bones to cure poison.

In front of 　　, several teams of **** ladies hurried to the direction of the harem. Each team was led by a big **** in red.

　　They are going to invite some concubines in the palace to ascend to the sky.

　　 The emperor has no family affairs. This is not only reflected in the fact that the women of the emperor’s family often need to be reduced to a tool for political marriage. In fact, the emperor himself is also the sacrifice in this sentence.

　　 In the early stage, in order to win over the family, you must marry the girl in this family? After marrying this family, you can't leave that family in the cold, right? This, this, and that, are also to be married.

　　 Women in the harem, many people stand behind a family, and sometimes for a deeper political marriage, the emperor has to work hard so that they can conceive and give birth to princes or princesses with their mother's blood.

Reminiscent of what Xiaoliuzi said yesterday, his father has been working on the "beauties" of the Qianguo Xiahang recently. It is estimated that he is thinking of giving birth to two descendants of the Qianguo descent to facilitate the use of soldiers against Qianguo. Rule it.

　　 No matter how interesting and beautiful things are, as long as they are added with political tasks, they will remain boring and boring.

　　 a big fire,

　　 burned from the farmhouse,

　　 soon,

　　 will start a prairie fire and the entire country of Yan.

　　 Walking in the palace at this time, Zheng Fan really felt a little excited in his heart. This excitement probably originated from his ability to become a "witness of historical moments."

In front of 　　, a man in black armor appeared. His armor was the style of the Zhenbei Army. A wooden box was placed beside the man.

　　 "Master Hou, please wear armor."

　　 "I really don't want to wear such a heavy armor."

　　 Zhenbeihou shook his head, but somewhat helpless.

　　 The man opened the box, and inside it was a set of simple and majestic armor.

　　 Simple is simple. As for how majestic a suit of armor is, it comes from Zheng Fan's brain supplement.

　　 is the armor of Zhenbeihou after all, just like the leg of lamb roasted by Zhenbeihou himself, it always gives people a special feeling.

　　 Zhenbeihou didn't open the tent either. In fact, he entered the palace from the West Garden today. It was originally a top secret, and he came with him, only this man.

　　 Zheng Fan stepped forward to help. The armor was very heavy, and Zheng Fan was a little struggling to lift it up. This shows why Zhenbeihou doesn't like wearing him. It feels like carrying several sacks of rice on his body.

　　 There is also a large python-headed ring knife in the box. Good fellow, it's so deadly, Zheng Fan couldn't lift it in the first time.

　　 The man stretched out his hand and gently lifted the broadsword out. Zhenbeihou reached out and took it, but he didn't hold it silly. Instead, he lowered the blade, and the blade pierced the palace floor tiles.

　　 holding the knife,

　　 Town Beihou said:

　　 "Cyan Shuang."

　　 "Master Hou."

　　 Is this man called Qingshuang? It's kind of like a woman's name.

There are seven generals under Zhenbeihou’s mansion. Six have given the surname of Li, and only one is not named Li. Zheng Fan had heard the introduction of the six princes. The only one who did not have the surname Li was not because he was not taken seriously. His identity is very sensitive. There are rumors that he has the blood of the golden family of the barbarian royal family or the descendants of a prince who competed with the previous emperor for the throne. It even said that he has the blood of a royal family in the Kingdom of Chu.

　　 At least, now in Zheng Fan's view, UU reading www. uukanshu.com He should not have the blood of the Golden Family, the appearance of the barbarian is still very different from that of the Yan.

　　 "There is an empty participant in your town. Give it to this kid."

　　 "Yes, Lord Hou."

　　 "Master Hou..."

　　 "You belong to the Beifeng people, you belong to the Northern Army in my town, and now, you just go home."

　　 "Master Hou..."

　　 "Don’t be in a hurry to thank you. We don’t want to do this in the Hou Mansion. If you want to thank Ben Hou, let’s use meritorious service to speak. Ben Hou sees people, but never lose sight. You must not make Ben Hou an exception.

　　 "Master Hou..."

　　 "That's it, you will follow Qingshuang in the future. Don't be afraid that Tian Wujing is guilty, because Tian Wujing is still half a generation away from Benhou."

　　 "Master Hou."

"Ok?"

　　 This time, Qing Shuang opened his mouth to remind.

　　 Zhenbeihou stopped talking to himself and looked in the direction Qingshuang indicated. Suddenly, Zhenbeihou's face blushed.

over there,

　　 stood a stalwart figure slightly younger than Zhenbeihou, gilded armor gleaming in the light of the morning sun.

　　

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