Royal Study Room,

The place where Emperor Yan was habitually sitting was still empty.

Below, a table and a chair were placed, and the prince was sitting there. After all, I was still there, and it was impossible for the prince to sit in that position.

Regardless of whether it is organizing a court meeting or today's small meeting, the prince always carries out his work with the newly set second main position.

To be a son of man and a minister, if you don't even understand and do not even this point of taboo, then you will be too underestimated by the terrifying prestige that Emperor Yan has accumulated over the years.

Below the prince, there were all the ministers who were able to talk about things.

Ji Chengjue sat in the first position under his left hand, playing with a snuff bottle in his hand.

A new round of confrontation has just ended, and as a result, no one can really overwhelm anyone.

The candidate for the new prefect of Nanwang City became a deadlock of collision between the two brothers.

The prince was used to moisturizing things silently. During the period of his country’s imprisonment, up and down, he actually gave him face, and he would also give face to the following, his sixth brother, in most of the previous affairs. , Also basically maintained the same pace as himself, so when the sixth child suddenly showed an extremely tough posture in this matter, the prince was a little at a loss for a while.

After all, the prince of Jianguo seems to be beautiful, but in fact he is walking on thin ice, trembling. The most important thing is that the role of the younger brother you are facing is constantly being strengthened under the increasingly severe financial background of Dayan;

Of course, you can use the authority of the prison to do thunder, or cut or beat or suppress. This cannot fail, unless the Emperor Yan of Houyuan suddenly releases words, unless his sixth brother suddenly "jumps the wall in a hurry";

Under the rules of the game? The prince is almost undefeated;

After all? This is no longer a confrontation between two princes? It is a wrestling between a prince and an existence in the cloak of monarchy? If the former does not take extreme methods, the latter is almost a sure win.

But as far as the latter is concerned, this layer of monarchy's coat also makes him very provocative, and it is impossible for him to aim at ruining the opponent like the prince did? At this time? He has to consider the overall situation.

After all? Pushing his sixth brother into a dead end? Forcing him to submit? A matter? Especially the household department, who can take over at this time?

You all know that finances are a bad pit right now? Except for his sixth brother to continue to maintain, other people? They don't have the ability and the courage.

These ministers here, in fact, everyone has their own views? This view? Regardless of the position, in fact, these people, regardless of their importance? But at this time, they are the most sensitive.

Because once something changes, your Majesty in Hou Yuan may take action against his two sons, and the relationship will be too great. Then, taking action against a few courtiers to express his attitude is an optimal solution.

Therefore, at this time, everyone can only abandon their views of the door and support, and try to start from the perspective of public heart. Some support the prince and some support the six princes.

The two sides are so stalemate.

Fortunately at this moment,

Zaifu Zhao Jiulang finally came.

The prince got up to show that he valued;

The other ministers also got up, Zaifu, the head of a hundred officials, this kind of dignity must be given.

Ji Laoliu got up for the last time. After he got up, he left his seat and saluted the prince, and then saluted Zhao Jiulang:

"Everyone, Master Zaifu meant what I meant. The position of the prefect of Nanwang City should be decided sooner rather than later, and you must decide quickly to stabilize the hearts of the people there."

It's a mule or a horse, so let's talk about it first.

But this is actually very strange to say. If this is the case, you should be softened earlier, can't you?

"His Royal Highness, forgive me, Master Zaifu, forgive me, I have a lot of headaches to take care of at the Ministry of Households, you continue to discuss it."

"Sixth brother." The prince said, "Not bad for a while."

Ji Laoliu didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard him at all, he walked directly out of the Imperial Study Room.

As a result, the prince sitting in the first seat turned gloomy.

Zhao Jiulang, who was sitting in the first seat specially vacated for him under his right hand, took the tea offered by Li Yinglian.

Took a sip,

Slowly

"Benfu, I agree with His Highness Six."

...

The situation in the court is weird, and the authorities are often confused, let alone those who look at flowers in the mist.

But fortunately,

Mr. Teahouse in Yanjing City talks idlers, they have their own set of substitution logic that can tell you something that everyone is confused about.

Anyway, at the end of most things, no matter how many games and more trade-offs have been experienced, it is nothing more than one or two. This also means that a half of the mouthful idlers can guess, and they are called Mr. Insider. The title is sought after by others.

As for those who have guessed wrong, don't worry, wait for the next opportunity.

Gan Ren has always said that Yan people are barbarians, and even described the Emperor Yan as a model of independent husbands and thieves. Especially when he was caught on a horse, he has been described as an image of Jieqiong who lives and kills. The situation of crime is far less than that of the state.

The people of Yanjing City, at the foot of the imperial city, cannot change their habit of talking and having fun. The imperial court actually indulges most of the time.

He Chu likes to go to the teahouse to listen to books or topics that are causing controversy and struggle in the hall after closing the stall. He can listen with gusto every time;

After listening, he went back and talked to his father, so that he would not pump himself with the soles of his shoes, and scold him for spending tea money for free entertainment.

Although the He family has a grandson named "Ji Chuanye", the lives of the father and son of the He family are in fact the same as before, and no real changes have taken place.

Oh.

He Chu talked about marriage a few months ago,

The two sides were matched by a matchmaker,

Both parents nodded at the same time,

When she was about to go through the process, the woman suddenly fell ill and died.

On the day of the funeral,

The old man asked He Chu to send two pigs over, and he also asked He Chu to help manage the funeral of the woman's house.

Then, Lao Hetou took He Chu to a fortune-telling on a mountain outside Yanjing City.

The monks in the temples and Taoist temples are too expensive to tell fortune-telling. In name, they only charge you a few cents to solve the signing, meaning, but after that, I will give you a red paper book and tell you that the purchase of sesame oil is based on your own mind. .

And when you glance at it, you will find that the least amount of sesame oil after the above name is enough to make you painful for a long time.

Fortunately, at the crossing of the mountain, there are not many people who do fortune-telling, especially during temple fairs.

He took his son and chose the most popular fortune-telling booth because it was a bargain.

Cut to the right psychological price, and the other party promises that there is no additional, no appetite, no guessing, nothing leaked. The secret is not to say that you need extra money to replenish the body. After you understand, I understand the routines that everyone understands,

Life,

It's over.

The skinny fortune teller stared at He Chu for a long time with his eyes that seemed to glow with starvation.

Finally smiled:

"For the past two years, no luck."

He Chu sat upright, and the old man asked directly, "Why?"

The fortune teller said:

"There are other people in the family who want to use it."

He Chu opened his mouth wide,

God!

Old Ho slapped the fortune-telling table,

Shouted

"fart!"

Then, he cut the price that was already very low by 30%. Do you want to love it?

after that,

Old Hetou took He Chu home.

After returning home, He Chu didn't cook any food. He Chu made the meal himself and served it. He didn't eat it, so he sat like that, sitting in the yard until it was dark.

He Chu shouted countless times, dad, would you like to eat? Dad, will you go back to your house and rest?

The old man was indifferent.

In the end there was no way,

He Chu could only put a blanket on his father, and he also leaned against his father, wrapped in a quilt for one night.

Wait until the next morning,

The old man suddenly burst into tears,

He Chu, who was still snoring after a kick, thought he didn’t have to go out today,

Scolded:

"Thief Sun!"

"Hey!"

He Chu who was downgraded still deserved it.

"You will suffer for two years, right? Your sister has a body again, your brother-in-law, have to..."

He Chu busy said:

"Okay, dad!"

The old man nodded and patted his head. The old man who hadn't slept all night still took his son out of the stall.

He Chu has always been very happy. He doesn't think that he can afford to endure two more years of hard work. It is nothing more than two years of not marrying a daughter-in-law. What is this?

Even, this elder brother is quite happy, happy that he seems to have really helped his brother-in-law a little bit.

today,

Back home,

Dad is sharpening a pig-killing knife,

He Chu told me the stories and talks I heard today,

While talking, staring at the knife in his hand.

"Oh?"

After the old man listened, he didn't take the knife to his son, but was a little surprised:

"Didn't it mean that our son-in-law has a good relationship with the prince?"

The relationship is good. It is a recent saying that after the Emperor Yan entered the Houyuan to raise her, the prince and His Highness the Sixth had sincerely cooperated for the sake of the big Yan.

"It's normal for brothers to quarrel, right?" He Chu guessed.

Hearing this, the old man nodded, feeling reasonable.

After the knife was sharpened, Mr. Ho began to chop the meat. Later, he would fry the meatballs and send them to the palace.

My daughter likes this bite, and even her concubine from the Lu family also likes this bite.

Lu's concubine, she also has it in her stomach.

The old man asked. According to the big family, the child of a concubine has to call his daughter a mother, but his own mother can only be called an aunt.

and so,

The child of that concubine is also his grandson?

So,

Every time the food is sent in, the old man will prepare a separate portion for that person.

The most important thing is that his grandson, Sun Ji Chuanye, also likes to make his own food. The little guys like fried meatballs, sausages and crispy pork belly, as if his grandfather is the one who really understands his taste.

Last time I ate too much and didn't restrain myself well, which caused my body to be upset for a few days.

After learning about this, the old man didn't think there was anything wrong, kids, gluttonous eating broke his stomach, that's a common thing, but it must be because you like to eat so you can eat.

He Chu went to wash rice and prepared to cook.

It is said that at present, people in many places in Dayan have a very difficult life, but Lao He’s family is a butcher in Beijing. No one collects fees. There is no official official to blackmail you. As long as the business is started, the life will always be It won't be too bad.

Don't talk about it all at once, and I will never be less oily.

In other words, if even Dayan's butcher is having a hard time, then Dayan, I'm afraid it will be really bad.

"Duo Duo Duo Duo Duo!"

Mr. He raised the knife in his hand, and cut the meat on the chopping board called a "corpse all over the field."

At this time,

The door of the yard was pushed open from the outside.

The gate of the courtyard is not closed. At the feet of the emperor, it is at the entrance of the street. It is closed, not atmospheric or particular;

The visitor wore a black robe, a windbreaker, and a hat. His face was pale and obviously thin.

Come,

It's the owner of this yard, I have seen it before and have eaten together.

Old Ho smiled, ready to call his son to prepare tea,

Then lowered his head,

I found that my hands were still chopping the meat,

actually:

"what!"

Screamed out of fright,

With a knife that has been handy for a lifetime, he flew out,

After turning a few times in the air,

Insert the ground.

Good risk, not towards the owner.

The old man "poofed",

The whole person knelt down.

Trying to understand that when you are confused, everyone can do it, but not everyone can do well.

obviously,

The old butcher didn't have this ability, so he knelt.

When He Chu came out, when he saw his father kneeling there, he obediently knelt down with him, although he didn't know what he was kneeling.

The visitor walked over slowly, only to realize that behind him was a fellow in red.

The young man in red walked over, moved the chair where He had been sitting on the stuffing, put it behind the man, and the man sat down.

"Guess who I am?"

The old man nodded vigorously, not daring to look up.

My son-in-law is the sixth prince of the dynasty,

In addition, the old man is no longer the timid butcher who entered the capital at the beginning of the year. He has a lot of vision and knowledge. The most important thing is that the tea money that his son gave to the teahouse was indeed not for nothing.

There is no clue analysis, it is feeling, and feeling has to kneel!

Emperor Yan didn't care,

Road:

"Get up."

"Don't dare!"

The young man in red walked forward, stretched out his hand, and helped the old man. The old man didn't want to think about it. He felt comfortable on his knees. However, the young boy was so powerful that he pulled him up forcibly.

After standing up, the old man actually forgot how to talk to people, and these two knees began to tremble again.

The little boy in red brought a stool to Old Ho.

Push gently,

Old Ho sat down,

Whether the feet are straightened or bent, the hands are placed on the chest, not to mention other postures. In the end, they can only sit there softly like a paralyzed person, with a dull gaze by the way.

But Emperor Yan's gaze was no longer on Old He Tou, but instead fell on He Chu who was kneeling on one side.

The little servant who was originally the little **** in red in the palace stepped forward, carefully observing He Chu's face ~lightnovelpub.net~ and touching the Mogu.

Seeing that I was so persuaded, He Chu didn't dare to move and let him be "frivolous."

Subsequently,

The little boy in red retired, and he retreated behind Yan Huang.

Road:

"The blessings are profound, and the princes and generals are considered to be rich and noble."

Emperor Yan nodded.

Looking at the old man again, the old man gave a sharp shot and opened his mouth:

"Ah...this...that...you...no..."

Grumbling for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

Emperor Yan smiled,

Road:

"What do you eat for dinner?"

"Fish, meat, vegetables, and, rice, dry rice!" Old He replied immediately, "Go, go buy!"

Emperor Yan shook his head.

Road:

"I can't eat these now, I can't restrain it."

once,

Emperor Yan and Zhenbeihou had a fight for a chicken leg. In the imperial garden, Zhenbeihou roasted a large lamb leg. The Emperor Yan would ask Wei Zhonghe to get back a large piece of roasted meat for himself in advance.

Only now,

These greasy things,

Can't eat anymore.

At this time,

I heard the question of what to eat,

He Chu raised his head,

Open road

"The stomach is not good. You can eat noodles. Every time I don't eat my stomach, my father does this to make me appetite."

He Chu equated Yanhuang's situation with his own foodie.

Emperor Yan hesitated,

Nod.

But the little man in red standing on one side stepped forward and said;

"When you come out, it's no longer appropriate. You can't eat these anymore."

He knew that Emperor Yan's body could not withstand any accidents and abuses. When he went out today, he was also convinced by Dan Qiang's spirit of fighting.

Emperor Yan continued to look at Old Ho,

Road:

"My family, ask for a bowl of noodles."