The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

In the 28th year of Xuanzheng, the fourth prince, Han Jing, was named King of Jin in the eighteenth year and bestowed the word Shaoyang. His fief is the north where the capital is located.

The four princes bestowed the title of king before the twentieth crown ceremony, which really caused a lot of shock in the court. It was precisely because of this that Concubine Cao Duan cried that the child was not yet an adult and could not bear to be separated. The fourth prince, Han Jing, was not only entrusted with a fiefdom, but also swaggered and settled down on Guanghua Street in the south of the capital city.

At first, there were old ministers admonishing and impeaching officials, but after punishment and reprimand one after another, everyone shut up obediently. "The Han family is under the Cao family party" has become an exclamation that officials all over the world cannot say.

It's another April day in the world, and the warbler flies and the grass grows wicker.

Only a few of the peach groves that have just been planted by the lake are in bloom, and most of them will have a few green leaves or young buds. One piece after another endlessly.In the newly built house, even the fish in the lake are still fry, and the little red koi gather together to compete for fish food.

Han Jing sat in the small pavilion in the lake, picked up the tea set on the stone table, filled a cup of tea for himself, and said slowly: "'The lakeside is full of flowers, so why do gods worry about living here.'"

The person who was leaning on the railing to feed the fish turned around when he heard the sound, with a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed: "It's been almost two years, and the prince still remembers it."

Han Jing put down his teacup and looked at Wan Zixiao with a smile: "I remember, that's why I planted peach trees by the lake."

"It's not as touching as Jinghu Lake." Wan Zixiao glanced at the sparse peach forest, and a few pink petals rolled mischievously with the wind before slowly falling on the small lake.Although the mouth was complaining, the upturned corners of the mouth and the light flowing in the eyes completely betrayed the speaker's heart.

In the past two years, Han Jing and Wan Zixiao are no longer in a simple subordinate relationship. They often share the same bed, but compared to "serving the bed", it is more like snuggling together to keep warm, chatting, laughing and teasing each other, not crossing the last The bottom line is that it's really intimate.

Yu Wan Zixiao, what he wants is Han Jing's heart; but what Han Jing wants is not just a servant boy who loves him, what he wants to hold firmly in his hand is a hand that can help him win the battle. The "sharp blade" that kills blood in the process of emperor.

Han Jing stretched out his hand to pull the person across from him to sit next to him, brushed his broken hair that was blown by the spring wind behind his ears, and the atmosphere was made extremely harmonious by this small gesture. Just as Wan Zixiao was about to speak, Han Jing said softly : "Uncle will come later."

"Cao Guogong?" Wan Zixiao put away the gentleness just now, raised his eyebrows, and did not hide his meanness: "What is he doing here? Weasel must have no good intentions to pay a chicken New Year's greeting."

Han Jing patted Wan Zixiao's hand with a smile, leaned over to touch his forehead, and lowered his voice intentionally: "This time we can stay in the capital thanks to them, our power is too weak, and we can only temporarily rely on Cao Clan Dear, isn’t it? Besides, the prince is the primary target now, and it won’t be too late to clean up the mother’s family.”

This mansion was originally arranged by Cao Guogong. It is not known how many of his spies are monitoring Han Jing's every word and deed. Therefore, we must be very careful when discussing the Cao family in this small pavilion. If we fail to make a mistake, we will kill ourselves. Wan Zixiao frowned, but did not dare to speak loudly: "Written has Duke Cao Yuzhang, military has General Cao Yuzheng. I'm afraid they will join hands and don't treat your nephew as the Cao family."

"Then let them not be able to work together." Han Jing raised his hand and brushed Wan Zixiao's cheek with a relaxed smile on his face, but his expression was full of vigilance: "Cao Yuzheng is just an idiot general, only because of his mother's favor. There are [-] forbidden troops under his command, but actually less than [-] are willing to listen to his orders. As for Cao Yuzhang, this man will take revenge, so it is really difficult to deal with."

Wan Zixiao closed her eyes cooperatively and put on a look of enjoyment: "But these years, the relationship network he has managed is really complicated, and his influence has penetrated into various institutions. Now he cannot be easily moved."

Han Jing let go of the stone table and said with a smile: "Now that you know it, hurry up and prepare it, don't be negligent!"

Cao Guogong had just entered the Jin Palace, and he saw the Jin King in a green brocade robe coming out to welcome him.

Cao Guogong was small-bellied and overjoyed. Seeing King Jin's respectful attitude, he twirled his mustache in satisfaction, and took a few steps forward unhurriedly: "Prince Jin is so polite, I'm so sorry."

"Uncle", Han Jing smiled all over his face, and deliberately put on a childish air to please the elders: "We are from our own family, and you are the elders. Isn't it a stranger to say these things!"

Cao Guogong waved his big fat hands, and the arrogant and lawless man gave a courtesy that is different from a monarch and his ministers: "You are a thousand years old Jin Wang, if you don't salute, you are already rude."

He wants to be polite as a prince, and it's not easy to put down his figure and directly pull the condom to get close. Han Jing can only wink at Wan Zixiao.

Wan Zixiao, who was closely behind Han Jing, hurriedly stepped forward to help Cao Guogong, her fat body was pressed over at once, as if she was carrying the Five Fingers Mountain of Buddha on her back, the heavy burden made it difficult to breathe, Wan Zixiao gritted her teeth to hold back, He couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Fat pig! One day I will send you to the frying pan."

Cao Guogong saw that Wan Zixiao's face was troubled, and his heart was full of dissatisfaction, but his face was full of smiles: "Let Mr. Wan do this kind of job of serving people, I really feel uncomfortable in my heart. Master Wan Jinwan and this old man are really uncomfortable. You are also an irreversible friend, now I can only ask King Jin to take care of you."

Wan Zixiao sneered in his heart, how could his grandfather be an upright friend with a villain like you.Talking nonsense in broad daylight is not too embarrassing to panic.

"Master Wan was imprisoned back then", Cao Guogong paused, and seeing Wan Zixiao bowed his head and said nothing, he turned his head to look at Han Jing, his voice raised half as a threat and half as a warning: "The king of Jin is a thousand years old, but you can say no to the emperor." No good words."

Hearing this, Han Jing was shocked into a cold sweat. Even the coolness from Rongrong Chunri's back made him shiver. It was too long and he almost forgot that when he persuaded his father to poison Wan Jin in prison The old thing was there too.

Seeing King Jin's complexion changed drastically, Cao Guogong twirled his moustache again in satisfaction. There was no need to continue talking if he had achieved his goal. Now he could not gain any advantage by offending King Jin. Convicting the king of Jin made Concubine Duan's face pale with fright, and knelt down to beg for mercy. This matter was dragged down, but who would have thought that once Master Wan left, the emperor would still..."

"At that time, I tried my best to save your life, the emperor." Cao Guogong became more and more proud with his hilly belly. Back then, Wan Jin had made things difficult for him with the support of the Empress Dowager Guan Su. Now it is a big deal to be able to take revenge happily." A beautiful thing": "It's just that I didn't expect it to end like this. The grandson of a generation of great Confucianism should be the servant boy of the Israeli servant. The Wan family is really disgraced!"

Wan Zixiao was uncovered with the most untouchable scars. The unprecedented sense of humiliation completely burned her mind. She suddenly pulled away from the hand that was supporting Cao Guogong, turned around and knelt down, and said loudly: "My servant thank Cao Guogong for saving his life." !"

The fat man who had no support fell heavily on the bluestone ground in an instant. The strong impact seemed to displace the internal organs. His facial features were twisted and squeezed together in pain, and he kept shouting: "Bold slave! How dare you throw me! "

Han Jing stared coldly for a while, and then ordered his servants to help Cao Guogong up, smiled and patted off the dust on the opponent, turned his head and said to Wan Zixiao feigned anger: "Look, you are so eager to thank you! Not at all Rules, embarrass me at Prince Jin's Mansion! Why don't you go in and offer tea to Cao Guogong to apologize!"

Wan Zixiao, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up immediately, with a livid face, and without looking at Cao Guogong, he turned and entered the inner court.

Cao Guogong stared at a pair of small eyes, and said bitterly: "If the old man stays any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink tea in the future! Go! Go! Go back to the mansion!"

Now that this is the case, there is no use trying to restore it. Han Jinghuan folded his arms and lost the humility he had before: "My nephew is not well received, and I hope uncle Haihan. Zi Xiao is impulsive, so don't be offended by uncle."

Cao Guogong adjusted his clothes, stared at Han Jing's calm demeanor, and said with a strange smile: "Of course I won't feel sorry for the inferior slaves to lose my value! But King Jin, I want to know if he knows your 'impulsive' ’ It’s not surprising if it’s possible.”

Han Jing smiled but did not answer, and kept the proper etiquette to send Cao Guogong out of the mansion. Looking at the sedan chair gradually going away, his expression changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, this king will take care of you one day."