After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

It's raining, in the imperial palace garden:

Xiao Yunyan curled up and hid in the cave under the rockery.

The young man was dressed in brocade clothes, with a tall physique and an extraordinary bearing, but at this moment he buried his head in his arms, feeling inexplicably pitiful.

Raindrops splashed dust and stained the black boots under his feet, but Xiao Yunyan didn't care, he clenched his hands into fists, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Today | Above the court, the emperor mentioned Chu Jingrong's marriage again.

It is said that inside and outside the court, princes and nobles, no matter whose family's daughter they are, they are all allowed to choose their daughters, as long as he likes them, they are good-looking.

no!Chu Jingrong can't get married, he doesn't agree!

Time is running out!He really can't wait any longer!

After Xiao Yiheng got off the court early, he stayed in the imperial study and reported the frontier war to his father. Now he had just walked out of the palace gate, and the eunuch who was serving beside him came forward with an oiled paper umbrella.

"Where did Yun Yan go, did you see it?"

As the emperor's younger brother, he has a stable temperament and is extremely worry-free, but there is only one thing...

"If you go back to the prince, the slave looks at it, and it seems that Prince Xiang is heading towards the imperial garden."

After serving Xiao Yiheng for a long time, Fu Linhai is highly valued. Although the crown prince did not go into details about Prince Xiang, he somehow figured it out, so he paid close attention to Prince Xiang's whereabouts immediately. , and report immediately.

Sure enough, from childhood to adulthood, as long as I was unhappy, I would hide in the fake cave.

It was okay when he was young, like bean sprouts, and the fake cave was quite spacious for him, but now he is 16 years old, when will this problem be corrected?

"Let's go, follow me to the Royal Garden." Xiao Yiheng sighed deeply, and walked away. Fu Linhai trotted behind him, holding up his umbrella to prevent the rain from falling on the prince.

Before the age of eight, Xiao Yunyan was unhappy because of trivial things.

Either the book was not memorized and the teacher beat him, or the queen mother was eccentric and only made cakes for the fifth emperor, not him.

But since he was eight years old, a direct disciple of the Guigu faction entered the court and became the prince and tutor. Xiao Yunyan was unhappy, and nine times out of ten it was because of Chu Jingrong.

Approaching the rockery, Xiao Yiheng waved his hand, signaling Fu Linhai not to follow, and walked forward with an umbrella.

After passing three steps, crossing a path, and turning a corner, he saw Xiao Yunyan curled up in the artificial cave like a stray dog.

Xiao Yiheng lost his temper.

He said in a cold voice: "In today's hall, you have heard what my father said, Chu Jingrong is now the emperor of the country, one person is below ten thousand, and even my status is not as noble as him, do you still dare to wishful thinking? "

It is said among the people that the Xiao family has had love since ancient times.

The father and the emperor dismissed the harem, and they have been in love with the mother for many years. They are pregnant with three princes and two princesses. It is a good story.

Xiao He can be successful, and Xiao He can be defeated!

What's the use of being infatuated when you love the wrong person?

"Brother Huang, you have to help me." Xiao Yunyan raised his head, his eyes were red.

He knew that he was wishful thinking, but it had been eight years, if he could change it, why would he suffer so much?

"Help you, how can you help me? Tie up Chu Jingrong and throw him on your bed? Do you think Father will skin you and me?"

Xiao Yiheng really wanted to punch Xiao Yunyan soberly. Is this because Chu Jingrong is going crazy?

If the royal family commits such a scandal, will the country still be able to sit still?Can the people still accept it?

"Brother Huang, the battle at the frontier is tense right now. Tomorrow I will ask my father for orders to lead troops to the expedition. You have to help me!" Xiao Yunyan's eyes were calm, and his tone did not seem to be joking.

Now, he can only do this, he has no time left for himself to grow up, even if it is to encourage growth, he can only give it a go.

"You are crazy, you are only 16 years old, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, don't you want to live?"

Xiao Yiheng had an exquisite mind, and after a little consideration, he knew what Xiao Yunyan was up to.

Not to mention whether it works or not, just going to the battlefield is betting your life. Is it worth it for a Chu Jingrong?

"Brother Huang, you have to help me." Xiao Yunyan was stubborn, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yiheng, he opened his mouth, still only had this sentence.

"You should die, I won't help you." Xiao Yiheng refused coldly, turned around and left.

In any case, he would not let his own brother lose his life for a man.

But before he took two steps, Xiao Yunyan's voice came from behind again, deep and hoarse, desperate like a trapped animal.

"Brother, you have to help me."

"Brother, there is no one to help me except you."

Xiao Yiheng paused, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Xiao Yun restrained himself. Ever since he became sensible, people before and after called him Brother Huang. He hadn't heard this brother for many years.

Now I heard it again, it was because of Chu Jingrong.

Xiao Yiheng's hand holding the oil-paper umbrella was clenched suddenly, the veins on the back of his fist protruding, he did not respond to Xiao Yunyan, and left the rockery group without looking back.

........................

In the early morning of the next day, the officials debated fiercely.

Prince Xiang Xiao Yunyan suddenly proposed to lead troops to the expedition, which caused an uproar in the court.

This scoundrel really doesn't know how to live or die. His Majesty has a gloomy face, but it's not easy to get angry in front of the officials.

"Heng'er, what do you think about this?" The Holy Admiral put his hopes on Xiao Yiheng.

He thought that Yan'er was young and frivolous, and didn't know his own interests, and how old Heng'er was, naturally he wouldn't mess around with her.

The result was unexpected...

"Reporting to my father, my younger brother is familiar with the art of war, and his martial arts attainments are higher than that of my son. My son thinks that he is the best candidate for this expedition."

Hearing this, His Majesty held the dragon chair tightly with one hand and almost jumped up in anger.

Halfway through the air, he restrained himself and sat back down.

"Left Prime Minister, what do you think about this?" Taking a deep breath, the Holy One suppressed his anger and asked calmly.

Having been an official for dozens of years, the left minister Liu Tingye is an old fox.

When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to the Liu Mansion in person yesterday and begged him to speak out in front of the Holy Master on this matter, he was also taken aback.

After a round of Tai Chi, he can only say that he does not support or oppose it, and he will not offend at both ends.

"Reporting to the Holy Majesty, I am getting old, and young people have the world in their hearts, but they are easy to act on their emotions. This matter, I can't make up my mind."

As soon as he heard this, he knew that the old fox was planning to protect himself wisely, and his hopes were lost, so the Holy Spirit cursed angrily: "You foolish bastard, what's the use of raising you?"

"I deserve death for my crimes." As soon as he finished cursing, Liu Tingye immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty, pretending to be old-fashioned, obviously refraining from oil and salt, the Holy Majesty choked with anger, and could only put his hope The one on the right looks at Yunbai.

The champion of the new discipline three years ago is now the right minister, so it goes without saying about his talent and means.

"Master right, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Gu Yunbai pretended to cast a casual glance at Prince Xiao Yiheng, took a step forward, bowed his head and said frankly: "Return to the Holy Majesty, General Huo led the army to the battlefield at the age of 17, and he has not failed for many years. Prince Xiang is 16 years old this year." Years old, with General Huo assisting on the battlefield, he will definitely be able to frighten the frontiers and return triumphantly."

So far, what is there that the Holy Majesty does not understand?

This clearly shows that the two sons' wings are hardened, and they joined forces to set him up.

There is only one way to save this situation.

The Holy One turned his head to look at Chu Jingrong who was standing tall beside him.

Nervously said: "Emperor Master, look at this...?"

The emperor teacher of the country, under one person, above ten thousand people, does not bow his knees in front of the emperor, even the prince will bow his head when he sees him, and respectfully call out teacher.

Chu Jingrong wore a crescent-colored robe today, and his figure was thin and straight, like a qiongzhi tree, indescribably noble and elegant.

He is twenty-three this year, and has already crowned. His silk-like black hair is tied up high, with only a few strands of black silk hanging down on his forehead, elegant and elegant. At this moment, he is slightly squinting his eyes, as unattainable as a god.

When Prince Xiang proposed to lead troops to fight in person, he was also slightly surprised in his heart, but he soon calmed down.

He raised his eyes and swept across the people in the court hall, staying on Xiao Yunyan's body for a while, he opened his thin lips lightly, and there were only eight words: "Courage is commendable, but strategy is insufficient."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunyan's complexion darkened, more embarrassing than being slapped.

This is the current gap between him and Chu Jingrong. What's ridiculous is that he actually wanted to pull this person off the altar and hug him into his arms, thinking that this person could call him "husband" in a soft tone.

I really want it, I am going crazy thinking about it, and because I can't get it, I am almost suffocating in pain.

"However, your Majesty, you don't need to worry. I have a lot of tricks in my pocket. As long as Prince Xiang arranges troops according to what I said, he will definitely defeat Lord Xia and become famous."

Hearing this, the Holy One was overjoyed and said, "It's so good, it's so good."

No one doubts the emperor's strategy. Since he said so, he must be sure to be foolproof.

After the morning court, Xiao Yiheng and Xiao Yunyan knelt side by side in the imperial study.

The Holy Majesty held back his anger all morning, and now he erupted completely. He picked up the cup that was still holding hot tea, and threw it violently, hitting Xiao Yiheng and Xiao Yunyan.

"The two of you have grown up, and you are going to force the palace together, right?"

He pointed at Xiao Yiheng with one finger, and was so angry that his whole body trembled a little: "You, the joint ministers put pressure on me. You are really good at it. If I abdicate now, how about this emperor asking you to do it?"

"I don't dare, I know the crime." Xiao Yiheng hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

"You don't dare, I think you are very daring, and you, lead troops to go out? I think you don't know how to live or die." The Holy One turned his anger on Xiao Yunyan.

"My son just wants to prove himself." Xiao Yunyan bowed his head and said bitterly.

He just wanted to prove himself, to prove that he was capable and capable, and stand shoulder to shoulder with that person.

"You still dare to talk back!" The Holy One was furious, he picked up a teacup and was about to throw it at it, but was stopped by Empress Chu who was standing by.

"Husband calm down, the emperor has grown up, and he is also eager to make contributions. It is not a bad thing. It is good to hone on the battlefield. Didn't the emperor say that there is a perfect plan to return safely."

Hearing this, the Holy Majesty's anger subsided slightly, and he sighed softly, feeling relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, there is the emperor's teacher, and his two emperor's sons are really getting harder to discipline as they grow up.

One has more ideas than the other in his heart, but he has a stubborn temper, and he will not listen to anyone's advice. He has decided on one thing, ten cows can't hold it back, and he would rather crash to death against the south wall than look back.

It's really a donkey temper, and I don't know who to follow?