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"The real and fake charming lady, sitting alone on the high platform, holding the yellow on the left and the python on the right, dare to lie to the sky."

This time, Yue Zhi heard it clearly. There were not many people who came to buy rice, but there were always three or four people. Yue Zhi looked at those children suspiciously. Those people were playing games with great interest. No time to pay attention to Yue Zhi, Yue Zhi looked around at the people who bought rice, as if he was used to it, and then turned to look at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper raised his head and met Shang Yue's stubborn eyes, probably thinking that he was just a child and ignored him.

Those children's voices became louder and louder, but the shopkeeper didn't stop him, but let the child sing. Xu Borong let go of Yue Zhi and went to buy rice, but Yue Zhi didn't speak. Once he took the rice out, he understood everything.

This nursery rhyme has a clear meaning, water can carry a boat and it can overturn it, Zheng's seizure of power has aroused dissatisfaction among the people, but now just a gust of wind can blow people in high positions off the high platform.

"Has the east wind arrived?"

"No, not yet."

The tenderness in his eyes for days was finally swept away.

"What is the prince waiting for?"

"Opportunity."

The corners of his lips curled up, just like a hunting wolf with the determination to win.

Yue Zhi couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, whether he had never seen Xu Borong's ruthless side with his own eyes, that immortal-like figure was still holding the book in his heart.

"Yuezhi congratulates the prince."

The words are really polite.

Xu Borong suddenly lost his smile.

He doesn't like to be overly polite, as if to forcefully remind Xu Borong that they are different and should be alienated.

"Let's go."

The only tenderness left in his eyes also disappeared, replaced by the coldness of the month of December, as if it would freeze people through even with a single glance.

Probably thinking of something, his expression changed subtly, as if the snow had melted to reveal the land that was about to reveal new buds, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Yue Zhi, if I become the lord of the world, what do you want?"

Yue Zhi never expected that he would dare to confide his thoughts in front of the public.

"Misfortunes come from the mouth, the prince should be cautious in his words and deeds."

Most of the passers-by on the road also approached Xu Borong and suddenly felt that the visitor was not friendly, and they all closed them wisely. Xu Borong closed his eyes and stood still.

"The more persistent you are, there is no one without desires."

He whispered, Yue Zhi looked up but only saw his hair crown.

"Possession is desire."

The more he insisted on his words, but the words came out of his mouth again: "The more a country is a shareholding, the more it insists on what it thinks."

Xu Borong didn't speak, but the more he insisted on thinking, this person is probably thinking about what kind of official position, guard, or minister?

Or wait for him to grow up and be eunuched into the palace.

The lower body suddenly hurt, Yue Zhi was amused by his own self-deprecating thoughts, he was about to tell Xu Borong about his absurdity, but he heard him say: "Xiayue Palace, do you like it?"

The smile in Yue Zhi's heart was completely broken, and the words he wanted to say fell away before he could say them.

Xiayue Hall, the residence of queens of all dynasties.

Yue Zhi could no longer tell jokes.

But Xu Borong suddenly laughed out loud, as if the dark clouds in his heart had dispersed, even his steps were a little brisk.

Yue Zhi didn't catch up.

He knew that Xu Borong would do what he said, and only Xu Borong would never lie, so his heart became even more sour.

He is just an immature body now, even if everyone in the world knows that he is more stubborn, so what, if the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew Xu Borong's thoughts, who would allow him to become more stubborn to enter the royal city.