[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

He Zhan let go of his hand and put Ning Ke down.The sporadic snow condensed into a thin layer of frost on He Zhan's shoulders, but it was not as cold as his eyes.

Ning Ke was scared tremblingly for the first time, but this little devil quickly recovered from his panic and grabbed He Zhan: "You teach me!"

He Zhan brushed the snow off his shoulders and said, "I won't teach you."

"You are the grand master and I am the prince, why don't you teach me!" Ning Ke said, "If you teach me martial arts, I will definitely not treat you badly."

He Zhan looked at Ning Ke and asked him, "Who taught you to say these words?"

Ning Ke pursed his lips: "No one."

"Do not say?"

He Zhan turned around and was about to leave, but Ning Ke grabbed his sleeve again, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and refused to let go no matter what.Ning Ke said: "It's my concubine mother. She said that as long as I study hard by your side, the queen will not beat her."

He Zhan looked back at him, Ning Ke had a little grievance and pleading in his eyes, he held He Zhan with his small hands, and begged, "Teach me."

...

He Zhan felt that Ning Ke was terrible. He had been with this child for too long in his previous life. He Zhan knew exactly what kind of person he was.

If it were someone else, they would definitely think that this little child was being tortured in the deep palace, and he had to be so mischievous as a last resort, to strengthen his aura and protect himself and his relatives.But only He Zhan knows that Ning Ke is all pretending, even his cute and pitiful appearance now is pretending.

He Zhan held his chin, stared at him and said, "This trick is useless to me. I said before that I hate Your Highness very much."

Ning Ke suddenly bent his eyes, as if he was not the same as the pitiful person just now: "Brother Prince begs you like this, but I don't see you like this. It seems that you really hate me."

"It's good that His Highness knows."

When He Zhan left, Ning Ke caught up with his back and hugged his waist: "Even if those people hate me, they dare not say it. You are so fun, more fun than any of them."

He Zhan: "..."

Ning Ke let go of He Zhan, and walked in front of him: "But you are too soft-hearted, you should have strangled me just now." He ran away with a smile, and said to He Zhan: "He Zhan, tell Prince Rui to be careful A little."

Ning Ke was right, He Zhan should have strangled him just now.

The cool snow fell on He Zhan's face, making his lips turn white with ice.

Going around the bamboo grove, He Zhan didn't have the heart to go back to the banquet. Now that the gate of the palace is very guarded, he wants to go back to the mansion early, and there will be a lot of trouble, so he went along the road to Lesi to borrow a flute.

The music division was busy with the music and dance of the palace banquet, and there was no one in the division, so He Zhan found some peace.The sound of the flute is clear and clear, passing through the snowy night leisurely and far away.

In his previous life, he blocked Ning Jin's sword, and the Imperial Forest Army arrived in time. Logically speaking, even if he died, Ning Jin would ascend to the throne.But if he was reborn again, it meant that Ning Jin hadn't ascended the throne, or that he hadn't fulfilled his mission yet.After much deliberation, if it was not resolved when he ascended the throne, it might be Ning Ke.

Ning Ke is not just Ning Ke, there is another person or force behind him.When He Zhan was a young master by his side, he knew that there was such a force, but he didn't even find out who it was.

And finally... the reason why King Fengming suddenly turned against him is still unsolved.

He thought about all the people in the court, but he couldn't find the answer.

In the middle of the night, the musicians returned to the music department one after another. Knowing that the palace banquet was over, He Zhan put down the flute in his hand and went back home.

The palace gate was wide open, and the carriages drove out of the palace gate one after another.When He Zhan went out of the palace, the carriage of Duke Zhongguo's mansion had been waiting for a long time. When the coachman saw He Zhan coming, he got out of the carriage and saluted.A young servant stepped out from behind the carriage, put a fur coat on He Zhan's shoulders, and said: "The prince is afraid that you will be cold on the road, so he ordered the servant to add more clothes for you."

He Zhan nodded and said, "The prince has a heart."

The boy left after completing the task. He Zhan was very cold, so he wrapped his fur clothes tightly and got into the carriage.He Zhan went in, and suddenly pulled the curtain to cover it, for no other reason, and there was a person sitting inside, Ning Jin.

Seeing He Zhan coming, Ning Jin stretched out his hand to him, and He Zhan was led to sit beside him.

With a stern face, Ning Jin stripped off his outer fur coat repeatedly, took him into his arms, wrapped He Zhan in his cloak, and said, "I don't want my junior brother to replace you for you." Are you recuperating? Why are you still so cold?"

He Zhan looked at the fur coat that he had abandoned, and his nose was full of jealousy. He felt happy and didn't pursue it any further. He replied in a low voice, "It's just an old problem. When you are old, you can't compare to young people."

"Uncle is young." Ning Jin's voice rang in his ears, enveloping him like a warm current, "Live a long life."

He Zhan nodded, listening to Ning Jin's words, he knew that he was not in a good mood, so he couldn't help asking: "Did something interesting happen at the banquet?"

"No."

"It's rare to see you so happy."

Ning Jin hugged He Zhan even tighter: "Wei Yao talked to me more because she wanted to displease the prince, not because she was interested in me. Uncle, don't take it to heart."

He Zhan nodded calmly: "I know." Wei Yao is a smart woman. She really has no reason to focus on Ning Jin. If she has, it is to sow discord.He Zhan understands this.

Ning Jin laughed a few times: "So there is no need for uncle to target her. You are very angry with the fourth princess of Jiang Guo."

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The reason why Ning Jin is so happy is because he feels that he is targeting Wei Yao because he is jealous?

He Zhan was so dazed that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, that's when he realized that Ning Jin was so easy to coax.He Zhan was in a good mood today. He stroked Ning Jin's hair and said, "I think this fourth princess is very beautiful. I'm afraid everyone here can't hold her back. What should I do then?"

"I made a promise with you, and I will never regret it in this life. Uncle must believe me."

"Letter. I believe."

It's been a long time since he trusted Ning Jin like this.

On the Lantern Festival, Ning Jin wanted to spend it with He Zhan, so he ordered the shadow guards to clean up the surroundings, and returned to Zhongguo Duke's Mansion with He Zhan.

He Zhan didn't eat enough at the banquet, and wanted to have some supper at night. Ning Jin rarely got along with He Zhan, so he dragged him into the kitchen together, and He Zhan helped him cook a table of dishes for him.

He couldn't finish eating, so He Zhan only tasted one by one, and finally finished a bowl of Sixi Yuanzi with his stomach full, which means reunion.

When He Zhan had almost eaten, Ning Jin's hands were already restless.He Zhan knew that he was fully prepared when he came, and knew that he would not escape tonight, but he was still a little trembling.

"Does Uncle want to rest?" Ning Jin asked him in a low voice, sniffing his neck.

He Zhan said: "I'm full, why not go for a walk first, to digest food?"

"You can also digest food here." He stretched out his arms and picked He Zhan up, leading him into the inner room.

He Zhan can strategize in any situation, but he loses to Ning Jin in bed.He Zhan felt that his dignity as an elder had been insulted, so he braced himself and said, "I will do it myself."

Ning Jin put He Zhan beside the bed, let go of his hand very obediently, and looked at him with a smile, as if he was at his disposal.

He Zhan untied his belt slowly, and then slowly peeled off his robe.

Seeing that He Zhan was still so slow, Ning Jin stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and asked with a smile, "Usually the third uncle always teases people like that, why is it so disappointing when it comes to using real swords and guns?"

Can theory be the same as practice? !

He Zhan deeply felt that his dignity was ruined, and with a calm face, he pretended to skillfully wrap his arms around Ning Jin's neck, put his upper lip together, and kissed again and again like a chicken pecking at rice.Ning Jin held down his head, and instead kissed him heavily.

While lips and teeth intertwined, He Zhan only felt that the temperature in this room was getting hotter and hotter, and the dancing candles gradually dimmed, intertwining and superimposing the figures of the two.

The red waves rolled in the tent, charming and full of emotion, which lasted all night.

After the palace banquet, Wei Yao was accompanied by the Crown Prince for a few days in Kyoto. The purpose of Wei Yao’s visit this time was to establish a business relationship between Jiang and Jing. Facing Wei Yao’s insignificance, the Crown Prince did not lose his sense of proportion and did not let Jiang Guo occupy a single point. Cheap.

After repeated running-in, negotiation and discussion, it took more than a month to finalize the final deal.

He Zhan didn't dare to show his edge again, but Ning You visited Zhongguo Gongfu many times privately to ask He Zhan's opinion.He Zhan was quite familiar with the operation of the caravan, and he was able to say a few words, and Ning You also listened to it. After several mediations, the final result was almost the same as He Zhan's ideal result.

Compared with Ning Zuo, Ning You's methods are really much more mature.

He Zhan recalled that Ningyou disappeared out of thin air in his previous life, and suddenly felt the chill of early spring enveloping his whole body, and the cold went all the way to his internal organs.

Jiang Guo's envoys left the capital, and the imperial city returned to its calm and prosperous past. The voices of the flower girls in the brothel were melodious enough to attract the romantic guests. On the street, into people's sleeves.Bustling people pass through the archway and walk to the arch bridge, and they can hear the melodious pipa tune coming from the water painting boat. The tune flows eastward with the newly melted spring water, and flows to the end of the sky, condensing into a magnificent rainbow.

Everything was back to normal, but Ning Zuo's leg could no longer walk normally.

In the past, he thought that as long as he took a good rest, he would be able to recover as before, but when the stitches were removed and healed, and he could walk without crutches, Ning Zuo found that his right leg could not use his full strength. pain.

The imperial doctor from the palace kept telling him that he would be fine if he was raised again. After listening to it a few times, he understood that the truth was not heard from these people.Therefore, sticking to a crutch, he limped out of the house and came to a medical clinic, asking the doctor to carefully examine the injury on his leg.

The doctor pinched his legs back and forth, and finally frowned and shook his head, saying: "Young master, I'm afraid these legs won't get better."

Ning Zuo grabbed the whole doctor over, stared angrily and asked, "What do you mean it can't be cured?"

The doctor was used to seeing patients who could not accept the facts, so he didn't have much temper, so he said in a low voice, "My lord, take care of your injuries, and you are still able to walk. I have taken care of many patients, and some of them lost their legs." I can't keep it."

"You mean, I'm going to be a cripple in the future?"

The doctor nodded silently, and Ning Zuo threw everything at him at him like crazy, cursing: "Quack doctor! Quack doctor! This is impossible!"

Seeing that Ning Zuo was going to make trouble, the doctor snorted coldly, and then called two big men to stand up Ning Zuo.Ning Zuo struggled to make a move, but he couldn't use the strength in his right leg, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Two big men threw him out together with his crutches.

The doctor said angrily, "Little cripple, how dare you act wildly in my clinic!"

Ning Zuo had never been so angry before, he dragged his right leg to stand up, brandished his crutches, and rushed forward to hit someone.

Seeing him, the two big men didn't give up. They rolled up their sleeves and punched Ning Zuo. Ning Zuo knelt down on the ground clutching his chest. More and more people were watching. Ning Zuo's eyes turned red, and he limped after them. Hitting, they seemed to be having fun, with a pair of flexible legs jumping back and forth quickly, swinging around Ning Zuo's crutches, but they couldn't hit him no matter what.

The laughter kept coming and going, making Ning's left ear hurt.He had a pale face, gasping for breath, and his eyes gradually turned cruel. He aimed at a person, threw away his crutches and flew up, pinned the big man under his body, and punched him in the face.Blood foam and half a broken tooth flew out, another person saw this, quickly went up to grab Ning Zuo by the collar, and dragged him backwards.

Ning Zuo's back grazed the ground, as painful as if it had been scorched by fire.

Ning Zuo completely lost the ability to fight back. Seeing that the hammer-like fist was about to hit, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the big man: "Stop!"