It was completely wiped out and no one could find out.And what about the previous dynasty?

Xilinjueluo's family was trampled to the point of being unable to turn over, but Zhang Tingyu was not the first to strike.Who else is fishing in troubled waters?

Yinhu only hated that he was too young now, and Hongli refused to let his elder brothers take charge of the government.How aggrieved and aggrieved!Where should the son of the Aixinjueluo family be educated in this way?It is the right way to teach one by one to be better than the other like his imperial father!

Yinhu always thinks that it's nothing to have sex in the same room. Has it been so rare since ancient times?But you can't ruin your brother's life like death!What is the only death through the ages?Who didn't Prince Lian Jiubeile have a deep understanding of it?

At the end of his Yinhu, he just breathed a sigh of relief, Yongzheng, you don't want to bear the name of murdering your brother, but you want your master to die on his own initiative?dream!Lord, you'll be dead anyway sooner or later, so don't even think about getting a good reputation!

Since Prince Lian died in the pool of blood, even if Yongzheng recited Buddha every day, he could not cover up his dirty methods.

Nesting on the leading pillow and turning over, Yinhu still didn't feel sleepy at all.Tomorrow, I have to give Fucha Mingrui a hint. I wonder if I can take this opportunity to go around the Xunjun Prince's Mansion?

Fucha Mingrui has always been a caring person, he arrived at the gate of Yuqing Palace early and waited.

Yinhu changed into an apricot-yellow outfit, and ordered Lucui to take a royal blue dress and put it on. She wore a black jade wrench on her thumb, and then picked up a folding fan and held it in her hand.Only then did Fucha Mingrui and a few other guards leave the palace.

Zhang Tingyu's mansion was originally outside the old Qihua gate in Dongcheng.Waiting for Yongzheng to ascend the throne, it was inconvenient for Zhang Tingyu to commute because of his hard work, so he was given a three-entry quadrangle house outside Xihua Gate.

Yinhu and his party came to the gate of the mansion, and the servants guarding the gate were also given to Zhang Tingyu by Hongli.

Fucha Mingrui went forward to hand over the post. Zhang Tingyu was a veteran of the three dynasties, and his residence was a serious prime minister's family.As soon as Seventh Brother's famous post was handed over, someone trotted inside to report the letter.

Several of Zhang Tingyu's sons are on duty, and his wife has long since passed away.So no one came to pick it up.

Yinhu walked around the veranda until Zhang Tingyu's residence, and saw Zhang Tingyu's handwriting Tingyuxuan on the plaque.Yinhu smiled, lying down and listening to the wind and rain?Or let him thunder and rain and I will not stand still?

Zhang Tingyu was supported on the bed and bowed, reluctantly said, "The old minister has been ill for a long time and cannot get out of bed to greet him. Please forgive me, Seventh Brother."

Yinhu smiled, and quickly walked up to help Zhang Tingyu, "Master Zhang, why do you want to see outsiders?"

Zhang Tingyu leaned on the pillow again, Yinhu waved his hand, Fucha Mingrui and others retreated to the outside room, even the people around Zhang Tingyu were sent out by Yinhu.

"Master Zhang has been in bed for a long time and is not in good health. It is rude for me to visit now." Yinhu smiled and put the fan in his sleeve, "A few days ago, Master Zhang was so troublesome, it was really me as a disciple. No."

Zhang Tingyu shook his head, panting, "Seventh elder brother has a unique vision, the old minister is surprised and admired."

Yinhu just smiled this time, he rubbed his fingers, and said suddenly, "Does Master Zhang have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Zhang Tingyu glanced at Yinhu inexplicably. He was so cautious in his life that he would not open his mouth so easily. He just shook his head and said slowly, "There is room for loyalty and peace to nurture infinite secrets. This life is enough for me."

"Thousands of miles of the Great Wall, thousands of miles of space, the dream of a thousand-year-old hero. Hengchen's life is indeed enough." Yinhu smiled and nodded, "It's a pity that Hengchen did one thing wrong after all."

Yinhu slowly turned Mo Yu's fingers, and said with a smile, "Party struggle, party struggle, without a party, how can we fight? Once Xilinjueluo's family fell, the shadow of Zhang's family in Tongshan will come to an end."

"Just like when the pearl fell, Suo'etu also began to hinder the eyes of the ancestor. Hengchen, your only fault is that you have lost your sense of normalcy."

16 thread into the button

Zhang Tingyu's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.He coughed violently, "Did the old minister offend Seventh Brother?"

"Where will it happen? Master Zhang has done his best to Yong Cong, and Yong Cong is very grateful." Yinhu stretched out his hand to straighten the pillow behind his back, and said with concern, "Master Zhang is not in good health, can you not be impatient?"

Then Yinhu twirled his fingers and smiled lightly, "A year ago, I wouldn't have dared to do this. But now it's different. Hengchen, you're too sick, you're going to have time soon, and if you don't have time, you will inevitably be impatient." .”

Yinhu said earnestly and earnestly, "If you are impatient...you will naturally make mistakes."

Zhang Tingyu's eyes opened wider and wider, and the nine-year-old seventh elder brother was speaking such heart-wrenching words with an expression that was sometimes mature and indifferent, and sometimes kind and grateful, Zhang Tingyu was shocked in his eyes and horrified in his heart!

More wisdom but close to a demon?No, not right!This is more like a Shura mask honed by the ups and downs of the officialdom!

Zhang Tingyu didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed Yinhu's wrist, "Who are you...?"

Yinhu slowly opened Zhang Tingyu's fingers one by one, "Why is Master Zhang confused? Who else am I?"

Then, Yinhu smiled and leaned over to Zhang Tingyu's ear and said in a low voice, "Hengchen, the ancestor is waiting for you, why don't you go to plead guilty?"

Zhang Tingyu's body trembled. In order to cater to the late emperor, he changed the Record of the Holy Ancestor. This was his heart disease all his life!How did Seventh Brother know?No, this person is not Seventh Brother!who is he?

Zhang Tingyu's pale face gradually blushed abnormally, and he gasped with difficulty, "You don't even want such good help from the Zhang family in the Hanchen, how foolish to self-destruct your arms!"

Yinhu clapped his palms and smiled, "Master Zhang said that the Zhang family's favor is the first among the Hanchens."

Yinhu got up and sat beside Zhang Tingyu's bed, and said with a low laugh, "It's a pity that the favor is too much. How can the son of the Empress Yuan be so powerful? Otherwise, who is the first one who dislikes the seventh elder brother?" ?”

"Heng Chen, the Holy Ancestor can't wait any longer, why don't you go?"

Zhang Tingyu only felt that the back of his neck was constantly breathing cold, as if the holy ancestor was standing in front of him and scolded him angrily!His body trembled, and his face began to turn into an abnormal ashes.

Yinhu watched him gasping harder and harder, raised her hand to press on his wrist, feeling the weaker and weaker pulse.Then, Yinhu slowly broke into a clear and shallow smile, with a soft but murderous voice, and said, "Hengchen, Zhang Xiang, my father is waiting for you, and my brothers are waiting for you, why don't you go?" ?”

Zhang Tingyu's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or fear. He hoarsely said, "Eight..." Then, his next word was stuck in his throat forever, and the last thing he saw was Yinhu Leng. cold smile.

Yinhu felt that the pulse had stopped, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Call the doctor quickly! Master Zhang has passed out!"

When Fucha Mingrui rushed in, he only saw Brother Seven's anxious and concerned expression.

The imperial physician came soon, but Zhang Tingyu still did not wake up after all.After leaving Zhang's mansion, Yinhu's face remained calm all the way, Fucha Mingrui only acted as the seventh elder brother was worried about his enlightenment mentor, and did not dare to ask him to go back to the palace.

Yinhu twirled his fingers and said suddenly, "You guys go with me. I'm in a bad mood, so I'll go back later."

Turning around and then turned to Xizhimen Inner Street, Yinhu looked at the two stone lions at the gate of Xunjun Wang's Mansion from a distance, but did not dare to go over after all.

When Fucha Mingrui saw his direct cousin Seventh Brother staring straight at Xunjun Palace, he was really anxious.The Fourteenth Prince is a thorn in the flesh of the late emperor, so let's put all the affairs of the previous dynasty there, okay?How can it be close here?

Therefore, Fucha Mingrui cautiously persuaded, "Master, why don't you go to Liulichang if you are in a bad mood?"

Yinhu let out a breath slowly, nodded indifferently and said, "Let's go."

You can't find the changes of decades on Liulichang Street, and it is still "the place for elegant travel in Kyoto".Guild halls all over the country were built nearby.Huaiyin Shanfang and Songzhuzhai are still the same as before.

Yinhu randomly picked out a few gadgets and prepared to take them back to the palace.Even with a new generation of people, women who cannot get out of the palace still like these novelties.

The empress dowager must not forget it, and the emperor must always remember to show filial piety.And Si Gege is a good opportunity to win over, who made Concubine Chun only focus on her son's future?There is also the Palace of Yanxi Palace, the concubine has climbed for so long with the help of Empress Fucha, he should also charge interest!As for the successor queen, those who will never have the same interests should not take it lightly.

Yinhu slowly flapped his folding fan, and ordered the guards to carry the things he had chosen, and entered the time-honored teahouse on the side.

Zhang Tingyu's mansion was in chaos, so no one noticed that a servant outside the second door disappeared for a while.

When Ali Gun, Shangshu of the household department, was very busy, his long follower found a gap and came over to whisper a few words.Then, the eldest son of Niu Hulu's family, Fengsheng, who was studying, got a task specially assigned by his Ama in the midst of his busy schedule!

As a brother, take your sister to the street!Ama, buy me everything I need!

Feng Sheng scratched his head, deeply puzzled what it was for!Wouldn't it be okay to let the servants go shopping?But how could the 12-year-old Feng Sheng let go of such an opportunity to skip class in a fair manner?

Yinfeng was sleeping in his room, but someone knocked on the outer door!Feng Sheng stood outside and shouted, "Ningning, Ningning, it's already this hour, why don't you get up soon?"

Yinfeng wished he could throw this silly boy out.Bengong is very tired after half a month of tossing around, okay?It's only been two days of full sleep!

Ziyu and Ziluan hurriedly carried water and held clothes, Yinfeng tried to cheer up, "Don't call me Ningning!"

Feng Sheng rubbed the tip of his nose

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