[Soldiers Assault Gao Yuan] Flowers and beautiful family members

Originally, Gao Cheng didn't pay too much attention to the beauty pageant. He needed to do too much, from the case of detaining the rebellious Gao Lan to the reduction of taxes for the people to recuperate, and even how to spend the first Spring Festival in the first year of Wuding. The beauty pageant is so important. Unexpectedly, the Ministry of Internal Affairs repeatedly repeated the old story at the court meeting, and even spoke fiercely. This time, not only the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but also the faction of the old ministers and the King Yun faction who have not spoken have been united unprecedentedly. The ground said, please the emperor to put the country and the country as the most important thing, and establish a concubine as soon as possible, and extend the heirs.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Gao Cheng looked at the courtiers who were kneeling on the ground, and Yuan Lang who was kneeling in front of him wearing a purple python robe. His heart gradually froze. Layers of heavy yellow robes, tell these people, tell Yuan Lang, I don't want to be an emperor anymore, I just want to live an ordinary life of a couple for a lifetime.

But Gao Cheng just sat on the dragon chair coldly, lonely and cold, and the court hall was quiet and dead. I don't know how long it took, Gao Cheng heard his own lifeless voice echoing in the Tai Chi Hall: "In that case, the beauty pageant will be handed over to you." The Ministry of Internal Affairs follows the old system!" Then, amidst the courtiers shouting "The Emperor is wise", they frowned tightly.

After the imperial court, Gao Cheng did not go to the Imperial Study Room to review the memorials as usual, but went to the Imperial Garden alone. It was cold winter, and the Imperial Garden was empty. It was far less interesting than spring, summer and autumn, but Gao Cheng did not come here to see the scenery Yes, he just wanted to find a place where no one was around to calm down.Let Fu Ji and the others stay outside the imperial garden, and Gao Cheng walked slowly alone. He knew very well what happened in the court today. The faction of King Anping hoped that he would spread his branches and leaves. It is also understandable to use the general election to send one's daughter and sister into the palace to consolidate one's status and identity.But Yun Wang's faction has always been silent about this kind of matter, and today they suddenly spoke violently, maybe Yuan Lang can't get rid of it.

Thinking of this, Gao Cheng tightened his fingers and gritted his teeth.Yuan Lang, oh Yuan Lang, since you are forcing me like this, if you are unkind, no wonder I am unrighteous.

Not to mention that Gao Cheng was thinking about how to plot against Yuan Lang in the imperial garden, but also that after the next court, Yuan Lang walked slowly towards his soft sedan chair, but he heard someone calling from behind: "King Yun stay!"

Yuan Lang stopped and looked back, seeing Wang Qingrui walking quickly, so with a smile on his lips, he cupped his hands and said, "What advice does Mr. Wang Ge have?"

Wang Qingrui approached, stretched out his hand to support Yuan Lang's arm: "Don't dare!" Then he turned his head and screened the guards behind him. Seeing him like this, Yuan Lang must have something to say, so he waved his right hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Let's talk while walking!" !"

The two walked a few steps, Wang Qingrui said in a low voice: "I am thanking King Yun for the righteousness of the world!"

Yuan Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood that Wang Qingrui referred to Wu Zhe and Qihuan's group's strong support for the beauty pageant this morning.With a light smile: "Old Wangge thanked the wrong person, this king is just doing my duty as a courtier!"

Wang Qingrui sighed softly, he knew about the matter between Yuan Lang and Gao Cheng, and he also heard that Wu Zhe and Qi Huan, who were insiders, were very dissatisfied with the Ministry of Internal Affairs' strong request for Gao Cheng's beauty pageant, but today they strongly support it, it must be Yuan Lang Calculated later.So he waved his hand: "King Yun, don't talk too much, I don't talk too much, I just express my feelings!"

Yuan Lang became more serious, stopped, looked at Wang Qingrui and asked, "Master Ge, do you think your majesty's reluctance to be elected is because of this king?"

Wang Qingrui thought for a while, then shook his head lightly: "Not all of them!"

Yuan Lang nodded: "The old man doesn't need to be overly concerned about this matter. Your Majesty belongs to the people of the world. The royal family has no selfish affairs. Your Majesty can think clearly! This king just did what he should do!" After saying goodbye, he left.

The first snow this year came late, but it was heavy and urgent. Before the court meeting, there was only a thin layer of snow on the ground, but after the court meeting, it was two inches deep, and the snow flakes were really like goose feathers. The same fall, the beating person couldn't open their eyes, even if there was a little eunuch holding an umbrella to send the adults out of the palace to the sedan chair, it was still very cold.

Because the Dongnuang Pavilion where the emperor rests is not far from the Tai Chi Hall, and Gao Cheng likes to walk around, so he walks here on weekdays, so today, when it snowed heavily, Fuji had to ask the little eunuch to arrange a dragon chariot, and Gao Cheng temporarily stayed in the apse While resting, I could still hear occasional whispers of courtiers in the porch of the front hall.It was Fuji who came over and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, just now when the servants went to pour tea for the Emperor, I heard from some adults outside that one of King Yun's bearer was slipped by the snow, and the sedan chair almost fell down. King Yun seemed to have stretched his wrist." ..."

Gao Cheng was taken aback, and the book in his hand fell to the ground: "Is the injury serious?"

Fuji hurriedly picked up the book and said, "It is said that he can't move anymore, because the sedan chair had an accident, so King Yun is stranded in the Tai Hospital right now!"

Gao Cheng stood on the ground and looked at the snow outside in a daze, then suddenly turned his head and said: "The decree is that I already know that King Yun has an accident, please come to... Zhaoren Hall!"

"Yes!" Fudge was about to back out.

"Wait!" Gao Cheng waved his hand suddenly, his voice lowered: "Find someone to send a letter to Prince Yun's mansion, saying that I have something to discuss with King Yun, and give me lunch!"

Fudge's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "The servant understands!"

Yuan Lang sat in the imperial hospital for a while, before he could get his sedan chair, he waited for Fu Ji, the head servant next to the emperor, to deliver the decree, saying that the emperor would meet him in Zhaoren Hall. He looked down at his wrist, probably Gao Cheng heard about it. His wrist was injured, so let him go to confirm it. Yuan Lang didn't want to go, but he was helpless, so he went out with Fu Ji, saw the soft chariot at the door, Yuan Lang frowned, turned back and said to Fu Ji: "This is the emperor's usual seat. the dragon chariot!"

Fuji bowed and said: "This is indeed the emperor's usual seat, but it's not a dragon chariot. Look at the standard behind it."

Yuan Lang looked at the people behind him, it was indeed not the emperor's style, but the soft chariot looked uncomfortable, so he turned around and said, "Anyway, it's not too far away, I'll just walk over there!"

Fu Ji hurriedly knelt down: "Prince Yun forgives the sin, we still invite King Yun to get on the chariot, we are also acting according to the emperor's will, please don't embarrass the slave!"

Yuan Lang was blocked at the door, let out a sigh of relief for a while, frowned and said: "Only this once!" After speaking, he got on the soft chariot.

The outside of the soft chariot was shielded from the cold wind with a leather cover, and incense was burned inside. The faint sandalwood fragrance was quite to Yuan Lang's liking, and he arrived at Zhaoren Hall not long after.After getting off the soft chariot, Yuan Lang stepped up the steps and walked into the main hall of Zhaoren. The hall of Zhaoren occupies a huge area. The main hall is slightly smaller than the hall of Taiji. It is too cold in winter. When Gao Cheng is not in the imperial study, he moves the memorial to Zhaoren hall for review.The main hall is divided into two rooms. The outer room is where Gaocheng summoned the ministers. There are layers of gauze curtains between the inner room and the outer room. In winter, a brazier is lit, but it is much warmer than the outer room. Occasionally, Gao Cheng is tired. Go to bed for a while.

At this moment Yuan Lang was already standing on the ground in the outer room, but Fudge stepped forward and said to Yuan Lang: "Your Majesty is still in the imperial study, he will come in a while, please invite King Yun to the inner hall to warm up!"

Yuan Lang frowned slightly, he didn't expect that there was something wrong with Gaocheng, but the first thing he thought was that someone bribed Fuji to get him into the inner hall of Gaocheng, intending to commit himself the crime of assassinating the emperor or offending Tianyan, so he raised his eyebrows , Said lightly: "Since the emperor has something to do, I will come again next time!"

Fu Ji stopped Yuan Lang calmly, bowed and said, "I'd better ask King Yun to wait for a while, the emperor will come right away!"

Yuan Lang saw that he refused to let go, and he could not use force in the palace, so he could only stand still and say: "Then please trouble Eunuch Fu to move the stool, the king can just wait for the emperor here!"

Fuji couldn't move Yuan Lang, thought for a while, and asked someone to bring an armchair with a thick cushion on it to ask Yuan Lang to sit down, and asked someone to send two braziers and put them in front of Yuan Lang, even Yuan Lang accompanied him. The hand stove he was holding was also filled with carbon and brought over. Yuan Lang sat there quietly waiting for Gao Cheng, somewhat understanding in his heart that Gao Cheng called him to come because Wu Zhe, Qihuan and the others tried their best to speak out about the general election during the court meeting. No answer, just wait for Gaocheng to come to Xingshi to question the crime.

Xu Shi waited for a long time, Yuan Lang leaned on the armchair and held the warm hand stove in his hands, feeling the warmth in the hall, and the elegant smell of ambergris enveloping him, he gradually became sleepy, although he tried his best to stay awake, But when his eyelids closed uncontrollably, Yuan Lang felt very vigilant in his heart. This is not normal. He is a martial arts practitioner, and because of his different experiences since childhood, he has long been used to vigilance, but today's casualness is too obvious. When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. In shock, Yuan Lang wanted to stand up, but found that his whole body was so soft that he couldn't even hold the hand stove in his hand.

Dimly, Yuan Lang saw Fuji coming with a few young eunuchs, so he tried to wake himself up, and asked in an erratic voice: "Bold slave, who ordered you to frame this king?"