hereditary wrong country

I will let it go, you will bear the brunt of their family. "

"Why are you so multi-minded." Run Zhi's face was a bit annoyed, "If you say it's different, it's different. Brother Yan never breaks his word."

"Yes." Qi Wei waved his hand, like a gourd that has been cracked in the sun, "I'm just a countryman, my life is like a straw, I only know how to save my own life, I really can't get involved with you rich and noble people It’s a fool’s errand, let’s do whatever you like, Grandpa won’t serve you anymore.”

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to my room and sleep."

Qi Wei turned his face away without shame, and started to go to the room where he lived before.

"Hey!" Runyi grabbed hold of him, "I asked Duobao to find another room for you to live in," lowered his voice, "the previous room Gu Lun is living in."

"Then I'll share a room with you."

"I live in the inner room, and Duobao lives in the outer room. I have no land for you."

"Then I will live in a room with the princess..."

"Duobao! You find another room to live in."

☆, sand between fingers

Before He Shen returned in the evening, Runzhi led several long-term workers in the mansion to cut down a few old trees conspicuous around the wall of Xijinzhai, leaving only some low shrubs, and buried traps under the middle ground, digging A few cheap traps with a size of three feet, with built-in peg boards and covered with light turf, were stolen from Yin Zhuangtu, not to mention a few spies in the dark, even serious assassins may not Useless.

Every time a tree was felled, Qi Wei rode on the canopy and shouted, "Follow the mountain—"

Run Zhiyao was a little dazed watching him go up to the tree to dig out birds. He remembered that when he was a child, he was like this, climbing up the tree like a monkey, and Yuan Rui spread his arms under the tree to catch him, for fear that he would not be able to step on it and fall.

How old was it then, eight or nine, I can't remember.

Just as he was in a trance, bells rang in the distance, and He Shen came back riding his horse in the setting sun.

He Shen didn't like to ride sedan chairs, he always rode around like a military general. Qianlong only allowed him to pass through the Wumen gate without getting off his horse. Although he was dressed in court clothes today, he couldn't hide his elegant demeanor, with a smile on his face. It was hot, two buttons on the front placket were unbuttoned, the collarbone was slightly red, and the BMW under his crotch let out a long hiss—it was Jing Yu.

Qi Wei slid down from the tree trunk, scrambled and scrambled to hide in the nearby bushes, but he was caught on the spot and almost fell headlong into the big hole covered with nail boards.

He Shen didn't pay attention to it, and didn't take a look at the towering old tree that had been felled all over the place and died in ignorance.

The corners of He Shen's mouth were turned up, with unconcealable joy in his expression, as if he had become a little younger overnight, and he boldly said to him, "Come."

Runzhi held his father's hand and used his strength to get on the horse.

He Shen pulled the reins violently, Jing Yu raised his front hooves, raised his head to the sky and groaned, and turned his head to turn around.

"Aren't you going home?"

"No, dad will take you somewhere."

Run Zhi didn't ask any more questions, and leaned in his father's arms with peace of mind.

Startled feathers galloped past the uninhabited Shiliji, and rushed to the suburbs——

With the wind whistling in his ears, He Shen suddenly said, "The troops are withdrawn today."

"What withdrawal?"

Runzhi didn't react for a while, and immediately sat up straight, "Babaoshan has withdrawn its troops?"

"Yes." He Shen looked at him tenderly, "Father knows where you are reading."

That was his knot.

Babao Mountain was besieged for several months, and the troops were finally withdrawn today. The mountain is not like a busy city, and it is the season of lush vegetation, and Runzhi can hardly find the entrance.

Everything in the mountains remains the same, and there is no dilapidated scene after the fight in Runzhi's imagination. There are still traces of people living in the long-open land. The grass is green and gradually covers the barrenness. The salt lake is still the same. Mining will be assigned.

In a small field far away from the salt lake, there was a handful of wheat that was squeezed and out of place, and the young seedlings like bean sprouts in the evening, now broke through the oilcloth and rushed to the old heights, desperately absorbing nutrients, and produced a heavy grain. It was planted by Runzhi himself.

"When my son was young, he always liked to ride on his father's shoulders. Once, he urinated like this, and his back was wet." He Shen said, "I was very angry. How decent is the empress, but when she sees my son, she loses all her anger."

"At that time, my son was such a small ball. Dad held your head with one hand and your buttocks with the other, and he could hold my son in his palm. It was so small and soft. I dare not take it lightly. Hold it lightly, for fear of falling my son, and dare not hold it hard, for fear that my son will hurt."

Runzhi's heart was sore, and he raised his head to look at the sky circled by the mountain stream.

Sitting on the ground with He Shen, the smile on his face grew stronger, "I thought at the time, this is my He Shen's son, I will definitely protect him from now on, and don't teach anyone to bully him, even if he wants Su'e in the night light , I also tried my best to pick it up for him."

"Later, my son grew up, and there was someone he wanted to protect for the rest of his life." He was a little sad, and reached out to touch Runzhi's head, "My son is willing to compromise for that person, leave home, and even die to save that person." Giving up your life, this is what my father has always hoped for you to learn."

"Father knew he shouldn't stop you, but he had to."

"My son likes him, so dad helps him, but in dad's heart, nothing is as important as my son's life."

His voice was a little trembling, he could barely form a sentence, and he was panting with difficulty.

"Daughter...do you hate father?"

Runzhi buried his head in He Shen's arms and shook his head quickly.

This is the first time Heshen said this, and Run's heart felt like a needle prick. He had resented his father for a long time, but when he really asked himself, his throat tightened. Do you really hate it?

In the past half a year or so, the father and son had an unprecedented puberty crisis. Runzhi was awkward with him, had a cold war with him, pretended to be well-behaved, pretended to be dying, stalked his neck, and pretended that he would never get along with him again.I think that the hatred and hatred are caused by the deep dignity and the injustice of the separation of the lover, but in the final analysis, it is just the child fighting for independence in front of his father, fighting to get his favorite candy, relying on that person who will never bear to reject himself, Always take nothing away from yourself, leaving the overflowing tolerance and friendliness to strangers, but facing the closest ones, instead, they cover their heads and blame them.

But what did the father do wrong? He was no longer omnipotent, no longer invincible, became helpless, became more cautious, and became a pitiful child who begged his son to look back.

Runzhi stretched out his hand in a daze, but he couldn't save the years, and he grew up after crying and making troubles.

When I grow up, I can finally understand that everything in the world is not completely smooth, even if you can't have the best of both worlds, at least you can't owe each other.

Now Heshen's face is still the same, but he is no match for the years, and there are fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. How to hate it.

He Shen held his face in his hands, and gently kissed his forehead as he did when he was a child, and wrapped him tightly in his firm and strong arms, as if he was holding a priceless treasure that was lost and recovered.

In the early morning of the next day, just after the crowing of the rooster, Eunuch Chen came in person to inform He Shensheng that the dragon was ill and that he would take a rest early this morning.

There was a lot of noise in front of the courtyard, and Run Zhi couldn't sleep well, so he simply got up and went to the courtyard to practice cudgel techniques, when he met Gu Lun who was practicing sword in the corridor, the two looked at each other for a moment, and bowed to each other, the swords and sticks collided with a blunt bang There was a sound, and the confrontation was tacitly opened.

In an instant, the sword moved back and forth with the stick, the vestibule whistled and the wind blew up, and the stick style brought up a lot of fallen flowers. Qi Wei muttered something in his sleep, and suddenly covered his head with the quilt.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is the National Day, I wish the little angels a happy National Day in advance!I'm going to start a vacation~ The small long vacation begins, and I will update the post after the holiday, I love you all!

☆, time passed

Three years later

"Hey! Your trick of monkey stealing peaches is too insidious!"

"To deal with people like you, you have to take risks." Run looked Qi Wei up and down three times, "Why, still not convinced?"

"Grandpa give you a hammer!"

Qi Wei caught him unawares by surprise and swept his legs shortly. Run Zhizao knew his way well, so he unhurriedly withdrew his legs and lunged, and used a move of four or two to pull a thousand catties. Qi Wei's kick failed to reach the real point , Immediately stretched his big hips, lost all arrogance in an instant, rolled to the side and screamed.

Seeing him like this, Gu Lun smiled knowingly, "I'll fight you."

"Farewell, farewell," Qi Wei wailed endlessly, "Nvxia, the coldness you gave me last time hasn't gone away, can Rong Xiao live for another two days?"

"Here we come!" Duo Bao ran in out of breath, "I can't stop it, Master Qi Wei—"

Ji Ruchuan followed closely behind, striding into the courtyard, "Stop me, why stop me!"

Qi Wei stood up like a carp, "Hey! The little stammer is here again~"

Ru Chuan has grown a lot in the past few years, and the baby fat on the cheeks has gradually disappeared, revealing the negligible facial features, which are much more pleasing to the eye than before, quite a bit of a tall and handsome prototype, the only thing is stuttering There has been no improvement for a long time, since two years ago when she and Run Zhi broke up the knot, she got to know Qi Wei who "lived" in the prime minister's mansion indefinitely, so she gained another nickname - Xiao stammer.

"You, you bastard," Ru Chuan became more and more anxious and stammered more and more, "Again, I warn you one last time, don't make me stutter!"

"I just called, hey, I just called you, what can you do to me~~~ Little stutterer, little stutterer, you are not afraid of wind and rain, you say plowing the field, how annoying it is~~"

"You, you, you!" Ru Chuan blushed and pointed at Qi Wei, "You, you, you!" It took a long time for you to say, "You are presumptuous!"

Runzhi rolled his eyes, knowing that the second half of his sentence was definitely - I will tell my father.

"I, I told me..."

"Okay!" Runzhi couldn't bear it anymore, "Don't make trouble anymore!"

Ji Ruchuan and Qi Wei turned into people who knew current affairs on the spot, and immediately fell silent.

Gu Lun and Xiaodao said, "The son is here this time, do you have something important to tell?"

"Bad, I almost forgot," Ji Ru passed on the amnesty, and quickly said to Runzhi, "Boss, I sent you a post. Ji Huang got a fat boy, and the house is full of moon wine. Then we will go together .”

"When will it land?"

"Last night, at night, Ji Huang said that we should be godfathers to our child~"

"Have you settled on a name?"

"I was born when Chang Geng was about to fall, so I just took the character Geng as a sign."

Run Zhi murmured, "Chang Geng Lie Lie is alone in the sky, and the prosperous age should know the good name of descending immortals." He raised his voice, "Duobao, go to the storeroom to see how the jade Ruyi I carved by the craftsman is doing, and I will add another long Life Lock, bring it with you when the time comes."

Runzhi accepted the big red wedding invitation, and the two sat and chatted in the courtyard, watching Qi Wei and Gu Lun greet each other, talking about many things in the past, and thinking of Yuan Rui, who would never see each other again, it felt like a lifetime away, if he still Now, he is also the adoptive father of Jihuang's boy, Run Zhi teaches literature, Yuan Rui teaches martial arts, and Ru Chuan just holds a snack to cool off.

"How about Prince Jia?"

"During Qingming, I received a letter from Master's organ, saying that everything is going well." Runzhi thought for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "I think it will be a mid-autumn festival, and the imperial city is about to change."

"I, my father said that the Holy Dragon is not in good health recently. Last year in Shangyuan, the Eighth Prince has been in charge until now. He told us to stop walking in front of the imperial court so as not to cause bad luck."

"Isn't your father compiling the book in full swing, why did you come back to court again?"

"It's not that the palace selection is imminent, your father has been transferred from the prison and the invigilator, so my father can only fill in the vacancy."

"By the way, what's the result of your two brothers' martial arts test?"

Ru Chuan rolled his eyes, "Everyone has a swallow in front of the hall, and I have been feeling depressed at home these few days. Well, pass me the cloud cake." Xuan Panlegs hugged the snack box, and when he was satisfied, he began to worry about the country once a day. Concerned about the people, "Boss, this year's tax has increased by one point, and last year's increase in the grain of mangosteen, the total is half more than the previous prosperous years, and it has caught up with the fleeting drought, no crops, and refugees. You can't save them too much, what do you think the Eighth Prince wants to do, is it possible that he doesn't know the truth of the government forcing the people to rebel?"

"Great power alone, don't say that he is a noble prince who is just and weak, even if he is as scheming as Liu Luoguo, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not have his eyes higher than the top."

"Exactly." Ru Chuan was a little annoyed, "Then, the Holy One also let him make troubles, disregarding the country, the society, and the people's lives?"

"It's a good plan to act while waiting," Run Zhidao said, "You've read the general history—the King of Chu Zhuang said that a gentleman knows where to advance and retreat, and hides before the time comes. Those who achieve major events should seek calm before moving, do you understand?"

Ru Chuan was taken aback for a few words by his old sayings, and felt that his boss was the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable person in the world, second only to his most respected and beloved father, so his eyes shone brightly, admiring and seeming He nodded understandingly.

Runzhi has his own calculations in his heart. Qianlong has been in poor health for the past few years. Relying on Liu Yong's power in the previous dynasty, the eighth prince Yongxuan privately thinks that the world belongs to him. Do a lot of disrespectful things.

There are voices of resentment and resentment in the court, but the prince is weak and young, the fifth prince is sick, and the ninth prince is obsessed with the art of Qihuang all day long. wrestling.

While He Shen contacted Liu Tongxun to focus on promoting newcomers and cultivating basic forces, he let go of the court and ignored the absurd things committed by the eighth prince, making him feel unscrupulous. After hitting the wall repeatedly, he finally set his sights on the former fifteenth prince who had turned his back on him.

"Boss, I think you are not the same as before."

Run Zhi casually asked, "Oh, where is the difference?"

Not far away, Gu Lun dodged the blow with a short body, put his arms on the ground, and the willow skirt kicked in the air, hooking Qi Wei's knee, causing him to stagger forward and nearly fall.

"Become..." You are not clear about the legend, your head turned around a few times, and you tried to search for words, "You have become reliable, mature, and able to calculate people's hearts, in short... it is different. "

Runzhi stretched out his hand and snorted on his head, "People have to grow up, haven't you grown taller too, almost as tall as me, besides..." He squeezed his cheeks Too much soft flesh, and a long-lost smirk squeezed out between the teeth, "When will I be unreliable, your boss, ah?"

"It hurts, it hurts, boss, please forgive me~"

No change, no change at all, Ji Ruchuan burst into tears.

At the same time, the Qinhuai River painted boats.

"How come you have the time to come to me today?"

"I have been dealing with those old guys all day long, and my hard work is almost exhausted. Why don't I enjoy listening to a tune?" Liu Bixian stooped and stepped on the well-decorated flower wall of the cabin, "The old man is really I will enjoy the blessings, and kidnapped our little prince to go to Wusu to farm. I have suffered so much that I have been scrambling in this bottomless court at a young age," the official flicked his sleeves and held his face in both hands, "Look Look, look at my new crow's feet~"

"Damn it," Qin Xiu scolded with a smile, "Didn't you make a living under the Queen Mother, and now you are favored by Liu Yong?" He nodded and winked, showing a bit of bargaining spirit, "Liu The hunchback tricks have been exhausted, but I don’t know that when I come to the end, I will be stabbed in the ribs by my own people. It’s true—the prostitute’s evening scene is good, and her fireworks are fine; Yes, but you have achieved your outstanding reputation in the capital, Mr. Liu."

"What's the use of a name? It's not about gathering and dispersing like floating clouds. What's going on in the officialdom, isn't it just that you stabbed me and I stabbed you with a knife. There are clever tricks in inserting and inserting. Didn't old Liu Yong make his adopted son that day? Infiltrated into the Babaoshan military camp, and even the cheap master was taught by him, and Yong Yan was dispatched, after so many experiences."

Qin Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You still have the memory of Liu Yong's adoptive son. Who is he who can even fool his master?"

"It's just an insignificant little person," Liu Bixian blew on the end of the tea, and took a sip, "According to the old man's later letter from Guanyuan, he was originally a descendant of the nomadic Qiang clan in the frontier, the son of the patriarch, and his original surname was Zuo. A single name with a single word Tang, and later in the mob uprising, the Qiang clan leader was recruited by the southern border and joined forces with the court to fight against the mob."

"In the end, the court let the pigeons go?"

"Yes," Liu Bixian curled his lips, "Although the Qiang people are not considered a strong ethnic group on the border, they are still a hidden danger. Of course, the Qing government wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight without spending a single soldier. profit."

"Unexpectedly, one of the mobs was really not a good thing, and led the mobs to take advantage of the terrain to attack in rounds with fire and arrows. Surprisingly, the Qiang people were caught off guard and were crushed and beaten. As a result, they were wiped out."

Liu Bixian yawned greatly, and continued, "Anyway, Zuo Tang was only a half-grown child at the time, he hid casually and escaped a catastrophe, and was picked up by Liu Yong, who came to oversee the army, and brought him home. After changing his name, he became a chess piece raised by children, and the euphemistic name is——Yizi.”

"Well," Qin Xiu felt quite emotional, "then this person is really miserable."

"There are too many miserable people," Liu Bixian disapproved, "I'm pitiful for everyone, you think you are a living Bodhisattva."

"I'm not a living Bodhisattva, at most I'm a mud Bodhisattva, and I can't even protect myself. Now that the tax increases are so high, the common people are holding tight to their purses. Who has spare money to go shopping in kilns? I just hope that you will be really rich in the future, and take care of my old lady." Leave this ghost place and go to the palace to open a kiln."

Qin Xiu has infinite longing, only thinks that the opening of the imperial palace is just around the corner, so he urges Liu Bixian to speed up and climb up.

"What's the rush, when Yongyan comes back in the future, are you afraid that you won't be really rich?"

"Hey," Qin Xiu spit out a mouthful of melon seeds, "Prince Jia now lives far away from the rivers and lakes and worries about his people. I heard that all the civil and military champions selected by the palace this year intend to make friends with him."

"That's it," Liu Bixian said proudly, "I can't be wrong about the people I like, but those champions in literature and martial arts have a lot of enthusiasm, and their brains are not active, and they need more experience to get started. "

"It's clearly the person that Master and his elders admire, so what does it have to do with you," Qin Xiu snorted, "Life and death are destiny, and success is up to God. How far he can go is another matter, but you have unreasonable thoughts about others. In the past three years, I guess I have been counting the days on my fingers in the bed, hoping for someone to come back."

Qin Xiu made it clear, it was rare for Liu Bixian not to become angry from embarrassment. He has been teased by Qin Xiu a lot in the past few years, and he has gradually stopped avoiding it. If he likes it, he likes it. Whether he is the Emperor of Heaven or Yama of the Tenth Temple, he, Uncle Liu, will have to get all of them.

In this chaotic world, there has never been anything he can't ask for.

"I've been looking forward to it since the day he left, so what does it have to do with you?"

"It's nothing to do, nothing to do," Qin Xiu said angrily, "I'm just waiting to see the day when you will be so successful, it's best to fly to the dragon bed~"

"Fuck off!"

Liu Bixian cursed angrily, turned his head away, and couldn't close his legs from holding back his laughter.

The author has something to say: the vacation is over, and work starts~~ Babies cheer up, work hard and study hard!

☆, Tai Sui Grass

Usu

As the night fell, Yong Yan lay on his back on the heap of grain ears after harvest, looking at the sky, silently thinking about his boy.

Long time no see, he must have grown taller, grown up, his appearance has changed a lot, and his temper must still be the same as before.

What is he doing again, did you get the letter?

Yin Zhuangtu climbed up from the side holding the wine, and shook his wrist at him, "Drink?"

Yong Yan took two mouthfuls of the water, and he returned sweetly, it was the pear blossom that was cellared three years ago.

The wind was blowing in the late autumn night, and the wine warmed up quite comfortably. Yin Zhuangtu took out a Tao Xun from his bosom, pursed his lips, and played it intermittently. He played this tune for three years, and he was still not very familiar with it until now. The tunes that are lacking in it are stubbornly filled with a bit of emotion, which is melodious instead.

Yong Yan's gaze vaguely penetrates the jade pendant under Tao Xun, looking at a distant place.

After a long time, the sound of the xun stopped, and Yongyan heard Yin Zhuangtu say something while he was half asleep and half awake.

"Brother Yan, for so many years, elder brother has never asked you for anything, but now I do ask for something."

He paused for a moment, and continued without waiting for Yongyan's answer, "Brother once had a relationship with that Confucian scholar, I was sorry to him earlier, he avenged me for exterminating the clan, it would be considered a retribution, if Tomorrow..." His fists were clenched white, and he let out a breath slowly, "Unfortunately, we meet again in the world in the future, can you save his life, if not, big brother will give this life to you..."

"No need."

Yong Yan half-closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Summer worms can't talk about winter ice, and swans don't want to be with sparrows. I have no intention of killing him. If you want to, you can do it yourself."

Yin Zhuangtu's middle coat was soaked through, he cupped his fists, "Thank you."

"No thanks."

It was destined to be an uneventful night, Yin Zhuangtu turned over and got off the grain pile, not long after, there were clusters of grass all over his head, Yongyan finally lost sleepiness.

"Turn to the left, it's out of reach, it's almost—" Liu Fengchu commanded, making the sky angry and complaining, "You can't do it on tiptoe, stupid cow!"

"Well."

After Niu Buping received his Piao Piao punch, he quickly stood on tiptoe and sent the person riding on his neck upwards.

"Okay, okay, hey, let go of my legs."

Liu Fengchu stepped on the cow's uneven shoulders, kicked down with force, sprinted upwards, rolled onto the grain pile, turned her head to unload the mill and killed the donkey, "Old cow, go back first, my military division has something to discuss with Yongyan."

"Then you will..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, go farther, or go back to wash and sleep, or ask your mother to weave baskets."

"oh oh."

Niu didn't dare to express his anger, and ran away shaking his neck and shrinking his neck.

"What's the matter?" Liu Fengchu sat on the ground and asked, looking up to the sky, "And miss my hapless apprentice?"

Yongyan turned over, leaving him with a straight back, Liu Fengchu reached out to grab him.

"Hey, turn around."

Yongyan remained motionless.

"You can't turn around!"

Yongyan is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Hey, apprentice, why are you here—"

Yong Yan sat up abruptly, quickly looked around, and then his eyes were like knives, and the knives were thrown at Liu Fengchu.

"Hey, I can finally talk to Wei Shi well, I have a good idea here... Hey! Hey, don't go away——"

In the dark night, Liu Fengchu stood alone on the extremely high grain pile, there was nothing but mournful birdsong in the surroundings, the cold wind whizzed through the hall, Liu Fengchu wanted to cry but had no tears, and howled to the sky——

"Niu Buping!! Hurry up and save this military division——!!!"

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"Reheba, built with white jade, there are twin pagodas on the white jade mountain, stones and stones can talk, and fairy grass grows at the feet of Buddha..."

A nursery rhyme was spread in the streets and alleys of the capital, and no one knew which school it spread first. It was a trivial matter, but it spread intensified later, from the streets to the gossip, what's more, even Qin There are also rumors in the Lou Chu Pavilion——

It is said that there is a naturally formed Baiyu Mountain in the Rehe Palace in Hebei. The mountain is transparent and flawless, and it can reach into the clouds. Grass jelly, can live and die.

In such a sensitive period, rumors spread like wildfire, and it didn't take long for Liu Yong to hear them.

"The jokes made by children in the market are unbelievable. Uncle is so confused."

Yongxuan looked at Liu Yong in disbelief, and the latter still insisted, "The holy dragon has been in poor health for some time, the eighth prince is benevolent and filial, why don't you take this opportunity to show some signs, and teach the holy to see your respectful heart. It can be said that seizing the sun every day is of great help."

"Yes, yes," Concubine Liu followed suit without any opinion, "Uncle is right. Uncle has been an official in the court for so many years, and he must come up with a perfect solution. It is always for you. The emperor is obedient. gone."

Yongxuan felt that both Liu Yong and Liu Concubine were a bit insane, and Zuo was just a rumor, even if it was fabricated to have a nose and eyes, it would not be credible, and Liu Yong didn't know whether his desire to take power had increased sharply in the past few years, or he was really old-fashioned and foolish, blindly trying to please Qianlong, Thinking about holding the position of prince, which will come sooner or later, in the palm of his hand.

"Erchen also went to the Rehe Palace when he was young. There are dense forests, strange rocks, mountain spirits and wild monsters, but he has never seen the Twin Towers Mountain. The talk about immortal grass is even more ridiculous."

"Furthermore, my father has been sick intermittently for the past few years, and the elixir and elixir that the warlocks have brought in is not too small. It can be seen that it is getting better. Uncle and mother should not be deceived by the words of the market, the world is already in their pockets , It’s just the difference between one day earlier and one day later.”

Liu Yong didn't care about oil and salt, and he stroked his goatee so quickly that it sparkled, "I didn't want you to really pick fairy grass to cure the Holy One. Now the little prince is not a problem. It seems that the eighth prince in and outside the capital is your world. The throne is not yet He Shen has been dormant for a long time, even in the last court, he called him sick whenever he could, and he must have understood that the general situation is over. After Qianlong's fall, no one will back him up. It's just that the civil and military affairs of the Manchu court are not easy to deal with, so it's just a show to show them."

"Uncle means that I will go there myself?"

"Exactly," Liu Yong squeezed out a scheming smile, "Although the market's jokes are not credible, they are not groundless. No matter whether there is any fairy grass on the mountain that can cure the holy ailment, the Eighth Prince went to the fairy mountain to ask for medicine for his father. The virtuous act of seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence can not only block the mouths of many people, but also make the Holy Majesty pass on the throne with peace of mind, killing two birds with one stone, what do you think?"

"This……"

"Very, very!" Concubine Liu echoed, "Uncle said very well. I have been feeling uncomfortable these few days. I have been thinking about taxation all day long. If there is really public grievance, what should I do? , restless..."

The woman has long hair and short knowledge, Liu Yong really wanted to laugh at her, but he held back because of her identity, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, everything is under the arrangement of the old minister and the Eighth Prince."

"That's good, that's good." Concubine Liu patted her chest, "Your Majesty, let's go now, don't delay, get more troops, and go back early."

Yongxuan thought for a while, not to mention whether the Rehe Palace had those mountains or grasses, but there were no fairy grasses, so he was a bit embarrassed, so he picked whatever he wanted and brought it back to Qianlong. At that time, filial piety will also be shown, and the title will also be taken. If Qianlong is happy, he will directly draft the secret decree and announce it, and save the trouble of these intrigues. .

"Remember, the more publicity you have on this journey, the better. You must erect a monument among the common people." Liu Yong said, "I heard that the Empress Dowager Lafayette has been in poor health recently, so there is no need to tell her about it."

Concubine Liu answered nonuo, escorted Liu Yong carefully, and walked around the palace courtyard when she came back, because she really didn't have any idea, and Liu Yong forbade her to tell the matter to the only person who had an idea Now Concubine Liu has completely become an ant on the hot pot. She has no choice but to urge her son in every possible way to leave as soon as possible, follow Liu Yong's orders as soon as possible, and sit on the throne as soon as possible.

The Eighth Prince's request for medicine for the Holy One shocked most of the capital.

The common people have different opinions, and there are new conversations in the streets and alleys, and they soon forget where the rumored "Shuangta Mountain Immortal Grass" came from.

The eighth prince took half a month of the original three-day journey, and when he returned to the world, he looked like he was in a mess, saying that the journey was difficult and the terrain was dangerous.

Liu Yong led all the civil and military officials out of the city to welcome them, and He Shen said he was sick, and Ji Xiaolan watched a lot of excitement.

"What about after, what about after?"

"The eighth prince's face was smeared with mud," Ji Ruchuan said vividly, dancing with his hands and feet, "his clothes are all torn, and he still holds a box tightly in his hand."

"The clothes are all torn?" Qi Wei smiled, "The show is over, I'm afraid no one will know that he went up the mountain, and he really pretended that he occupied the mountain and became king and returned, looking like a bandit .”

"If you talk about bandits, who can compare to you," Runzhi said with a smile, "Ru Chuan continued, box."

"Yes, what's in the box?"

"The box... the grass jelly, what else could it be?"

Qi Wei asked suspiciously, "Have you seen it with your own eyes, what does the fairy grass look like?"

"I, I," Ru Chuan shrugged, "I didn't see it, my father told me." He raised his hand and gestured, "It grows like a leek, one by one, so old and long, the top Tied with a red string, Liu Yong took several imperial doctors to appraise it. It is really a fairy grass. It is called Tai Sui grass. It only grows one tree in 1000 years. It is much more expensive than those ginseng, ganoderma, and my father is far away. After looking at it, the lid was closed, and it was transported to the palace overnight so that the Holy One could be cured."

Runzhi thought of the ginseng tree that Shi Lu dug for him many years ago, fearing that it would run away, and the red string was tied around his head, he felt a little funny.

"Joke, can a leek cure the emperor's stubborn illness?" Qi Wei said, "I think it is more likely to poison him than to cure him."

"Don't talk nonsense," Gu Lun got up and went back to the house with a rather unkind expression.

"Hey," Runzhi frowned, and said to Qi Wei, "You say you are talking about poisoning and not poisoning for no reason, which is annoying, and it is her father after all."

"I'm telling the truth." After a pause, he muttered softly, "Anyway, I don't have a father."

"Forget it," Runzhi said, "Duobao, go to Shiliji to see if Haosou has any new sword manuals, and buy a few for Gu Lun to satisfy his hunger."

It was the time when Qi Wei Ruchuan was chatting with Runzhi. There was a commotion outside the gate of the mansion. The officers and soldiers cleared the way, and the common people gave way. There was a long neighing of the horse, and Liu Tongxun got off his horse.

The concierge didn't recognize the marshal of the two dynasties, and he didn't dare to stop him, so he hurried to report.

"And my lord!"

Liu Tongxun opened the door and entered, he was concerned with rights and interests, and he didn't care about etiquette. He Shen was playing chess with Ji Xiaolan, and he was startled. He stood up and said, "Tongxun, aren't you on duty today? What's going on..."

"Something happened to the Holy Majesty."

☆, Qin Wangling

Everyone knew that the world was about to experience another storm, but no one expected that the storm would come so quickly and violently.

Qianlong swallowed the Tai Sui grass that had been inspected step by step by the imperial hospital, and immediately sprayed blood, his condition worsened, and he fell into a coma for a while.

The situation is critical, the life and death of the Holy Majesty is uncertain, the eighth prince has rebelled, and the change is today.

He Shen heard the words and made a prompt decision, transferred the Imperial Forest Army, guarded the inside and outside of the imperial city, closed the city gates, blocked contact with the outside world, and prevented the people from being turbulent. Finally——

"Tong Xun."

"The end is here."

"The other half of the Tiger Talisman is in your hands."

"Yes."

"With the separation of the tiger talisman, even if the eighth prince wants to do things against the heavens, kill the king and his father, and want to coerce the emperor to command the princes, he will not be able to mobilize the army to wipe out all the veterans around the emperor. You ride out of the city alone at this time. As a token, send a Qin Wang Ling."

Ji Xiaolan said in surprise, "Lao He, you should have thought about it. You know better than us what Qin Wang Ling means."

"I know."

Ji Xiaolan shook her head and sighed, "This time, the Eighth Prince has given away all the face and integrity of the Tian family."

Qin Wangling, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty can kill the courtiers, and Qin Wangling issued, a fierce battle is inevitable. Throughout the history, there is only a precedent in the battle of the fourth son Jingnan in Ming Dynasty. Liu Tongxun is well aware of the advantages and disadvantages , gritted his teeth fiercely, landed on one knee, clasped his fists and asked, "I don't know who to hand over King Qin's order to?"

The two of them knew each other, and He Shenxu raised his hand, but without answering him, he said for a while, "Tongxun, we have protected him for many years, but now we can't protect him anymore. This world is finally about to change hands."

"Master, I understand."

"Go back quickly, I will enter the palace first to stabilize the situation."

"No." Liu Tongxun frowned, "There is turmoil in the palace, everyone is in danger, the emperor's situation is not good, the eighth prince Sima Zhao's heart, entering the palace at this time is like throwing yourself into a trap, not as wise..."

"You and my best friend have been 20 years, how do I think, you know very well."

"Hey——" Ji Xiaolan sighed, "Old Liu, don't try to persuade him, he is just such a donkey