Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

A row of servants stood tremblingly at the gate of the palace, all with their heads bowed, for fear of angering the bossy people inside.

Zong Hongjiu was standing in the center of the hall, commanding his subordinates to get dressed for him one by one, his complexion as black as ink.

Since the Qing Dynasty priest in the twelfth lunar month had a conversation with his father and emperor in the Zhang Palace, he has been banned until now.

From childhood to adulthood, Zong Hongjiu has never been punished so severely.

However, in just two or three months, he suffered twice.

When he was confined for the first time, Zong Hongjiu made a lot of noise in the palace. At one point, he said what he wanted to eat, and told the imperial pantry to work overtime to do it quickly; at another point, he said that he wanted to go to class, and invited the young master to the palace, but he dozed off, and the young master was so angry.

In short, how to attract attention.

After the second foot ban, these were all gone.

All meals delivered by the imperial kitchen are set meals, and no ordering is allowed. It is said that the young master was recuperating at home last time he got mad and took a long vacation.

Even the clever trick offered by the little servant, pretending to be sick and asking the imperial doctor, is useless.

Zong Hongjiu knew in his heart that he really annoyed his father, more serious than last time.

But he just couldn't understand it, and couldn't believe it.

It turned out that in everyone's eyes, the three emperors, who Emperor Yuan had always ignored, was the son he valued the most and was most proud of.

It's hard to describe how unwilling Zong Hongjiu was when he found out about this.

If the emperor's favorite prince is the fifth and sixth brothers, he can still understand and accept it reluctantly. After all, the power of the mother clan behind these two imperial brothers is amazing, and they have been fighting openly and secretly. Apart from his father's favor, Zong Hongjiu did not have the capital to fight them.

However, the third emperor’s brother, like him, clearly had his mother and concubine died early, and he had no support. This part of the power can be ignored directly. When he was young, he even served as a hostage in the Wei Kingdom for many years, away from the Great Yuan Dynasty. Very cold look.

For so many years, the father emperor has not paid much attention to the three emperors, but let him lead the troops to fight outside.

But who could have imagined that the emperor's favorite prince would be him? !

The father also said that he would treat all princes the same.

Zong Hongjiu was very dissatisfied.

Obviously they are eccentric, saying that it is the path they chose, but in fact they have not given themselves the opportunity to choose.

If the royal father bluntly said that he wanted to make him the heir, then he would definitely study hard, and would not think about truancy every day. In the final analysis, it is not that the third brother was born a few years earlier, otherwise, with the extent of his favor with the father and the emperor, it is impossible for the throne to fall on the third brother.

What's so good about Zongluo!

The more he thought about it, the worse Zong Hongjiu felt.

"Ouch—" Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden tingling in his arm.

In an instant, blood spurted out.

Zong Hongjiu cried out in pain, stretched out his legs viciously, and kicked the servant on the back: "Don't you have eyes, you made this prince bleed!"

The servant was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, grabbing the ground with his head: "The servant failed to notice, His Highness Ninth, spare your life, His Highness Ninth!"

However, his pleas for mercy were of no use.

Soon, a guard came with orders, dragged the servant who dared to offend the prince, and stabbed him on the spot.

The servant who was standing by the side saw Laifu, and hurriedly came up to help stop the bleeding: "Why should Your Highness be angry with a lowly servant and get angry with yourself. Tonight is the day of His Majesty's birthday. Although His Highness was banned for a month on that day, after tonight, maybe Long Yan Dayue, the Holy One, this matter will be over."

The inner attendant mentioned this, and Zong Hongjiu's ugly expression finally improved a little.

Tonight's palace banquet, as a prince, he naturally has to attend.

With this attendance, there may be room for negotiation on the matter of banning. Maybe after the congratulatory gift is delivered tonight, the emperor will be relieved, and he will turn one eye and close one eye, regardless of him being punished by copying books in the palace every day.

Zong Hongjiu watched the maid wrap a bandage on his arm, but he still couldn't swallow the breath in his heart: "In the end, why does the royal father get angry with me because of him?"

After listening to the bandaged inner waiter with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, a light flashed in his eyes.

During these days of being detained in the palace, Zong Hongjiu has always been very strict and never revealed why he angered His Majesty.

After all, he also knew in his heart that his capital for running wild in the palace was the favor of his father. And these servants are used to seeing the wind and steering the rudder. They are all princes, but they treat the fool in Leng Gong in a different way.

If these people knew that the third prince was Emperor Yuan's favorite and most valued prince, Zong Hongjiu would sweep away his majesty.

He had to charge the fat man even if he slapped his face.

"Laifu, which prince do you think your father likes the most?"

Zong Hongjiu, who realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, resolutely shut up and turned to ask the inner attendant beside him.

Laifu was the longest servant in the entire palace by his side.

The other great chamberlains either offended Zong Hongjiu, were not flattering enough, or did not have a good eye for things.

In just two years, Zong Hongjiu had nearly ten servants beside him, and finally this position was secured by the glib Laifu.

Laifu hurriedly said: "Look at what Your Highness said, His Majesty naturally favors you the most."

"In the past, our family met several other His Royal Highnesses in the palace. Who can dine with His Majesty like you? Even when it is hot in summer, as long as you report your name, you can get a few more from the Internal Affairs Bureau. This precious piece of ice. The concubine who was in the harem back then, the princess of Jin Gui, is not as big as you. Your Majesty must have ordered it, and he is thinking of you.”

Zong Hongjiu snorted, noncommittal.

Laifu glanced at his expression secretly, and said, "Besides, Your Highness, you are golden branches and jade leaves. If someone makes His Highness unhappy, you only need to give an order. Naturally, there are many servants scrambling to do things for you."

"I think so too." Zong Hongjiu turned his back and asked his servants to fasten his belt, and muttered, "Speaking of which, that stupid old man is really disgusting. Laifu, this is not the most common method in the palace. Is there any way you can make him look good?"

Zong Hongjiu was afraid of Emperor Yuan's death. After being beaten, no matter how unwilling he was, he decided not to dare to mess around.

I can't help the three emperors, could it be that he can't make Zong Ruichen look good in secret?

That day, the father was angry in Zhang Palace, and he only talked about the third brother of the emperor. He knew but did not say a word about the fact that he had bullied Zong Ruichen. It was obviously indifferent.

Zong Hongjiu was so angry that he couldn't vent, and planned to use Zong Ruichen, who had pretended to be crazy and sold stupidly under his nose for so many years, to extinguish the fire.

Of course, this matter must be hidden from the Third Emperor. After talking, Zong Hongjiu reluctantly added: "The kind that will be discovered."

A blind man, no matter how much his father likes him, he still cannot inherit the throne.

In the next hundred years, what will happen to such a prince who can neither inherit the throne, but also control the military power!

"Eighth prince?"

Laifu didn't know why, but he still replied respectfully: "His Royal Highness, the ninth prince, doesn't know anything. The eighth prince was taken out of the palace by the third prince two days ago. It is said that he has been out of the palace for a long time, and he will not come back soon."

Three princes! Three princes! Three princes again!

The anger in Zong Hongjiu's heart couldn't be restrained any longer: "Someone!"

With a sigh of breath in his heart, he suddenly heard a call from outside: "His Royal Highness Ninth, His Highness the Fourth asks to see you."

Just after the announcement, Zong Chengsi, who was wearing a neat robe, paced in and said loudly, "I heard the voice of the Nine Emperor Brothers outside, what's the matter? Dare to make the emperor angry?"

When he came in, his eyes fluttered across the fan, and he exchanged a glance with Laifu, who was standing beside him.

The Great Yuan Palace is like an iron barrel. This is true, but it refers to the whole body of Emperor Yuan.

The concubines of the harem occasionally let their wives into the palace. Naturally, the ninth prince was not so airtight around him, but it was difficult to impress him without the high price.

In order to find out Zong Hongjiu's secret, Zong Chengsi also made a lot of money this time.

He vaguely felt in his heart that he had overlooked something. So Lao Jiu should have a very important secret in his hands.

Zong Hongjiu still had anger on his face, and when he saw Zong Chengsi come in, he suddenly had a plan in his heart: "Brother Four Emperors, you have to decide for the younger brother."

On the other side, the carriage from the Third Prince's Mansion finally arrived at the palace entrance.

The palace was swept away with solemnity and lanterns.

"The important part of the palace, it is forbidden to make loud noises!"

Duan Junhao was guarding the gate of the palace, checking himself to make sure that he was not carrying a weapon before entering.

The servants were not qualified to enter the palace, so they parked their carriages aside.

At the moment when the wheel stopped, Ye Linghan felt disappointment.

Why hadn't he discovered before that the distance between the Third Prince's Mansion and the Imperial Palace was so close, so close that he couldn't get along with this person for a while.

However, after thinking about it, he still got up obediently, lifted the curtain of the car, and stood by with his head bowed, just like a silent subordinate.

When Zongluo got out of the car, he seemed to be aware of it. He turned to him with Bai Ling's face bound, and frowned slightly: "You don't have to do this."

In the past, Ye Linghan's pride was so strong that Zong Luo always felt strange and uneasy when he saw that he had completely abandoned his arrogance and was willing to become a servant of the Wei country's proton.

The most important thing is that he was used to seeing Ye Linghan following behind Yu Beizhou and doing all his bad things in his last life. Now that this object is replaced by him, he always feels that something is wrong.

Ye Linghan was unmoved, clenched his fist under his sleeve, his voice trembling: "I serve you, will it make you feel dirty?"

Zong Luo was helpless: "I have never felt this way, don't belittle yourself."

He paused for a while, as if he didn't expect that he didn't know how to answer that night before being silent, but in Ye Linghan's heart he actually misinterpreted it like this.

Also, people with this character are always prone to overthinking.

So Zongluo thought for a moment and tried to explain it with modern thinking: "Don't put the standard of definition between your two/// legs, it's the person who makes this nasty behavior, not you. You don't need to ask Anyone looking for approval, because the only one who really decides whether it's clean or not is you."

Ziyi Proton suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were full of inexplicable expressions, struggling, trance, and more things that Zong Luo couldn't understand.

Finally, as if he made up his mind, he finally said, "Actually, I don't mind your Highness's answer."

Ye Linghan had never used a title in front of Zong Luo. In fact, he is rarely used in front of other princes. It seems that in this way, he can maintain his dignity as the prince of Wei.

But now, he is not at all unwilling, and like a god, he carefully puts the prince in white at that position in his heart.

"Because even if His Highness doesn't say it, I have already decided from my heart."

From that night, Ye Linghan became the dog of the Third Prince of the Great Yuan.