Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

Zhiming's assassination caused chaos in the Tianquan court.

When the Grand Tutor heard about this for the first time, he almost fainted on the spot, but it was Gu Lianggen who supported him, and after a few words of comfort, he helped the Grand Tutor to the palace.

The Tianquan Palace was brightly lit, the Tai Tuo removed all the hidden guards around Zhiming, and sent the imperial army to surround Zhiming's bedroom, never leaving Zhiming's bed.

Gu Lianggen didn't understand why the Taifu removed all the hidden guards, but the Taifu just said to him with a gloomy face: "The assassin who died was quite capable among the king's hidden guards. The last time you went to Tianxuan , it was this person that Zhiming sent."

It's impossible not to be shocked when you hear this.The secret guard of the palace is supposed to be the most loyal person around the emperor, but he never expected to be buried as a pawn.

Geng Chen watched in the dark as they hurriedly settled Zhi Ming, then turned and left the Tianquan Palace.

In fact, Zhi Ming's injuries looked scary, but they didn't hurt his muscles and bones, and the Yicheng used good wound medicine to apply them, so it wasn't a big deal.

After being in a coma for about a day, Zhi Ming woke up by himself, seeing the Tai Tuo standing by his bed all night with two huge dark circles under his eyes, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

Seeing that Zhiming had woken up, the Taifu was so excited that he could barely speak, his lips trembled for a long time, and then he called the attendants, the doctors, to give him water and medicine, and take a pulse.

Zhiming's father passed away early, and he was entrusted to the Taifu. The Taifu saw that Zhiming was half a monarch and half a junior. Zhiming was assassinated. The Taifu was anxious and annoyed. Now that he woke up, the Taifu Fu Kan Zhiming, it's really good no matter how you look at it, it's exactly the kind of heart that grandpa loves his children and grandchildren.

There is no need to approve the memorial, and the Taifu didn't persuade Zhiming to work hard anymore, he told Zhiming to just eat and sleep well, and toss about whatever rare things you want.

Suddenly, Zhi Ming felt that being assassinated was not such a bad thing.

However, as time went by, Zhi Ming discovered that lying on the bed after being injured is easy to get bored.

Like other kings, such as Ling Guang before Qiu Zhen's death, and Meng Zhang before his family was poisoned, if he was sick and lying on the bed, he would struggle to get up and review the memorials to understand the people's feelings. The time is also very easy to mix up the diary of the previous dynasty or the miscellaneous travel notes.

For Zhi Ming, it was different.

If he said he would not change the memorial, he didn't like it anyway. As for the things written by the bearded old man, who has the patience to read slowly?It would be interesting if you could go out and dig out ant nests and watch people fly into the sky or something.

Thinking of it this way, Zhi Ming felt even more itchy.

Zhiming stared helplessly at the sunlight coming in through the window, feeling extremely wronged.

It's only been [-] days since he was injured, and he was only slightly injured, why didn't he get out of bed?

Who can bear to stare at the bed curtain all day long?Zhiming managed to understand the premise of the Tai Tuo's original saying that rare things can be used as you like, lie on the bed and be honest, don't move around.

So a group of attendants gathered around Zhiming's collapse and stared at him, for fear that Zhiming would be too lively and touch his wound.

Zhi Ming felt a little embarrassed to be stared at by so many people.

Fortunately, the child who has been raised so hard has become such a temper, and the Taifu is also very bitter.

In addition to calling Mo Lan to talk every day, Zhi Ming accepts the care of the Taifu and Gu Lianggen, and then he can only sleep obediently.

So he fell asleep and fell asleep, and when he woke up one day, Zhiming found that there was a person sitting in front of his tent.

The red clothes are like fire, and the eyebrows are exquisite.

Zhiming's eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted, "A Li!"

Murongli looked at him carefully, his face was much paler than when he parted, but he was still in good spirits, after so many days, he still smelled of medicine, which probably hurt him a lot.

"My lord, does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhiming's eyes brightened: "Seeing Ah Li, I feel that there is no pain anywhere."

Murongli said: "The king always looks like a child."

Zhi Ming thinks these words are very pleasing to the ear.

"If I can be a child for the rest of my life, I think it would be very interesting."

"Except for the king, no one in this world would think so."

"A Li, do you remember what happened when you were a child?"

as a child?When he was a child, he was still the prince of Yaoguang Kingdom, loved by his father and accompanied by his friends. At that time, no one in Juntian dared to publicly seek power and usurp the throne. He was well protected in the Yaoguang Palace, and the troubled times had nothing to do with him. , if he really calculated carefully, it was the period of time when he was the most worry-free.

When he grows up... After Yao Guang destroys the country, he will be alone in this world, how could he still be a child.

"A Li, when I was young, my father was still alive, and the Taifu was also a man of age. Although I was naughty, my father and the Taifu always had a way to catch me. Although I was often punished and disgraced, it was this king who had the worst life. A heartless day."

Zhiming was rare, and sighed softly: "If I can stay at that time forever, I will be very happy."

Murongli almost felt it was funny: "Your Majesty is so unstable now, I don't even know what the understatement of naughty His Majesty said when he was a child."

Zhiming was a little dissatisfied: "Why is this king not prudent? Tianshu Tianji is dead, and Tianxuan is also in danger. Only I, Tianquan, have no wars. Isn't it because this king is prudent?"

Murong was crying in his heart and probably couldn't laugh, but his face was still indifferent, so to speak, his skin was probably not as thin as that of Yu Zhaoguan.

Fortunately, the other three didn't hear it, otherwise, according to Ling Guang's temperament, he would have to destroy the right of heaven regardless of the past.Jian Bin was able to come back to life about once.

"Your Majesty's alliance with Tianxuan is indeed much more stable than before." Murong Li looked at Zhi Ming firmly: "You are finally like an emperor."

"Isn't this something that can't be helped?" Zhi Ming drooped his head: "A Li, you are going to help me sleep, Tianxuan is definitely not your opponent, if only Tianquan is really left, I don't know how to fight What's more, what if the city is massacred?" Zhiming said with concern: "At least let Tianxuan hold on, although it hurts a little to be a living target, but how generous I am for the money. "

Murongli watched Zhiming's lips open and close, and thought to himself, you are always right.

"Xu Su is not that simple." Murongli reminded Zhi Ming: "You'd better be careful, this assassination was done by Xi Su, if I didn't let Geng Chen follow, I'm afraid you will be in big trouble."

"A Li." Zhiming's eyes brightened, "Are you concerned about me?"

Murong Li took a deep breath calmly, turned around and left without even saying goodbye.

"A Li!" Zhi Ming shouted loudly behind him: "A Li! If you have time, go back to Tianquan and play for two days. Mo Lan misses you!"

No, it would be better for me to let Geng Chen come over to pass on the message in the future.

Meng Zhang took Geng Wu back to Tianshu.

General Zhang felt uncomfortable seeing how Geng Wu saw it. Because Meng Zhang couldn't say anything, in fact, General Zhang didn't dare to provoke Geng Wu, so he closed his eyes as if he didn't see it.

General Zhang asked Meng Zhang if he still wanted to follow Zhong Kunyi's orders.Meng Zhang sneered at the time, telling General Zhang not to show any strange looks when he went back, and just listen to Zhong Kunyi's orders, but to pass back all the news about Zhong Kunyi.

He wanted to see what kind of fame this humble scholar could achieve.

General Zhang sorted out all the things Zhong Kunyi found in Tianxuan Tianquan, and sent them to Meng Zhang. Meng Zhang carefully read them one by one, and he had to say that Zhong Kunyi was indeed capable.

General Zhang also sorted out some of the things that happened after Zhong Kunyi entered the court that he had found out and handed them over to Meng Zhang. Some of those things were known to Meng Zhang, and some were not. Looking at it now, it seems to be reading words The same relish.

Meng Zhang finally sorted out the matter between Zhong Kunyi and Gongsun Qianqi about Murongli. If it was written in the story book, it would be a good show.

You see, Zhong Kunyi has decided that Murongli has harmed Gongsun Qian, and is in a hurry to seek revenge from Murongli.

Meng Zhang smiled and handed the paper to Geng Wu.

"It doesn't matter that your master sent you to follow me, so I, the king of subjugation, is still of some use." Geng Wu read the note by candlelight, although Zhong Kunyi was going to assassinate his master, his expression didn't move at all.

Meng Zhang looked curiously: "Your master and servant are carved out of the same mold. In terms of keeping your faces, it looks like ten to ten."

Geng Wu looked up at him, Meng Zhang had already taken another piece of paper to think about it, and said with a smile: "Zhong Kunyi has a higher heart than the sky, and with my influence in hand, it is not difficult to assassinate a lot of people. After Murongli's ups and downs, after all, he is just a small guest, and I am very interested in who will win the battle between the two of them."

When Geng Wu walked out the door, Meng Zhang thought he must be Fei Ge sending a message to Murong Li.

The original smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and gradually flattened into a little coldness.

Zhong Kunyi...Zhong Kunyi...Meng Zhang's fingers tightened, and the sound of paper crumpling became clearer and clearer in the empty room.

These three words were like his demonic obstacle, which caused him extreme pain but was unthinkable.The power in Zhong Kunyi's hands is all Meng Zhang's. As long as he is willing, he can make Zhong Kunyi have nothing, and it is even easy to let him die.But such an approach did not make Meng Zhang feel happy.

It's so easy, how can it be so simple.

However, Meng Zhang couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

So day and night, he was tormented by this thought. He wanted to move but couldn't move, and he was unwilling to move, as if he was being burned by a raging fire, and he was thirsty to death without getting a drop of water.

But Zhong Kunyi is going to attack Murongli.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhang immediately felt relieved.As if someone finally solved a big problem for him.

is not that right.Such scheming people as Murongli and Zhong Kunyi are really rivals, if they can lose both... Meng Zhang couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of this.

He began to look forward to this day faintly in his heart.