Male God, a Little Su
Chapter 1622: The Regent and the Dog Emperor 55
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Chapter 1623: The Regent and the Dog Emperor 56
Chapter 1622 The Regent and the Dog Emperor 55
Therefore, whether Shen Zuo can successfully succeed to the throne, so she put it on hold.
Day by day, the wind and clouds in the direction of the middle and the clouds are changing, becoming more and more unpredictable.
Shen Zuo is struggling, and it's time to sleep at night.
Without the guidance of Su Yan, he did a few wrong things and was severely reprimanded by the Tai Fu. His teachers all shook their heads and sighed when they saw him. If they didn't say anything, Shen Zuo probably guessed something.
They felt that he was unbearable.
The spring scenery is excellent, and the branches are full of green shoots, which is full of vitality.
Light and shadow sprinkled from the treetops, reflecting the finely mottled light on the ground.
Red walls and green tiles, cornices and corners.
Shen Zuo's legs were kneeling numb, and he had lost consciousness. He looked at the closed vermilion lacquer door, the light in his eyes dimmed.
"Master, go back, there are many things waiting for you in the middle of the court!"
The great **** sighed softly and whispered.
"I won't go back—"
Shen Zuo moved his lips, and his hands hanging beside him gradually tightened, “If the emperor doesn’t agree to see me, then I will never get up!”
"Oh my master, why are you doing this!"
"Uncle Emperor loves me the most. He will never let me suffer." Shen Zuo moved his mouth and said firmly.
The great **** sighed or sighed. He said in his heart: If the Nine Princes really care, you won’t let you struggle in the middle of the court, and you won’t be attacked by the joint suppression of the princes.
To be honest, he couldn't see what the high-ranking and powerful Nine Princes were thinking.
The guards put their hands on both ends of the street, and no other people were allowed to approach.
Shen Zuogui as the prince, the future emperor, so weakly kneeled in front of the gate of the nine kings, begging for forgiveness. If he is known by the masters, I am afraid that he will be scolded again, and he will not be angry!
The **** looked at Shen Zuo's thin back and shook his head.
His Royal Highness the prince did not know that the Manchu dynasty civil and military are dissatisfied with his ability, and even the powerful ministers discussed privately, preparing to meet the emperor, begging him to abolish Shen Zuo's position as prince, and support other capable princes to succeed as princes.
Now he is completely on the cusp of the storm, a little bit of turmoil, he can be grabbed by the tail by someone with a heart, and then magnified countless times to discredit him.
But he is still so headstrong! Could it be that if he is not the prince, then the new emperor might be able to tolerate him?
What about the minions who have served him for so many years? It will end up with a dead body!
This life is already a fate, and it is still hard to escape humiliation after death.
It’s just that Shen Zuo is the master, they are servants, so what can they do?
Shen Zuo has been kneeling for a long time, his head is dizzy, and his knees are densely numb, like a needle prick.
The sound of horseshoes came from behind, from far to near.
"Meet His Highness Seven."
Shen Zuo heard the minions around him kneeling and kowtow.
Shen Li?
He moved his eyes and turned his head dullly.
Then his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes dodge for a moment. I only feel that the young man who was stepped into the mud and was insulted by the **** will now seem to be shining. The sunlight is jumping on his shoulder and riding on the tall horse, dazzling and dazzling.
is particularly dazzling——
He blinked, pursing his lips and looking at it again.
I haven't seen him for a while, Shen Li has grown taller again, and he has a taller figure. Wearing a neat black round-necked robe with leather straps tied to the cuffs, there is a fluttering eagle on his chest.
Outlined by the gold thread, it is more noble.
"His Royal Highness?"
An inconspicuous smile seemed to escape from the boy's throat, and his voice was slightly dull. He flipped easily and jumped off his horse.
(End of this chapter)