Devil’s Advent

imperial study room,

The seat where Emperor Yan used to sit was still vacant.

Underneath, there was another table and chairs, and the prince sat there. After all, I was still there, so it was impossible for the prince to sit in that position.

Whether it is organizing the court meeting or today's small meeting, the prince always carries out his work with the newly installed second priority.

As a son of man and minister of man, if you don't even understand this taboo and don't do it, then you will underestimate the terrifying prestige accumulated by Emperor Yan over the years.

Below the prince, there are a group of ministers, all of whom can talk and discuss.

Ji Chengjue sat in the first position under his left hand, playing with a snuff bottle.

A new round of confrontation has just ended, and the result is still that no one can really overwhelm anyone.

The candidate for the new prefect of Nanwang City has become a deadlock between the two brothers.

The prince is used to moistening things silently. Since the days when he was in charge of the country, he has actually given him face, and he will also give face to the bottom, that is, his sixth younger brother, in most of the previous affairs. , and basically maintained the same pace as himself, so when the sixth child suddenly showed an extremely tough stance in this matter, the prince was a little at a loss for a while.

After all, the Crown Prince of the Supervisory Kingdom seems to be in a good position, but he is actually walking on thin ice, trembling. Most importantly, the role of the younger brother you are facing is constantly being strengthened under the increasingly severe financial background of Dayan;

Of course, you can use the authority of the prison to do thunderous things, or cut or beat or suppress, it is impossible to fail, unless the Emperor Yan in the backyard suddenly speaks out, unless your sixth younger brother suddenly "jumps over the wall";

Under the rules of the game, the prince is almost invincible;

After all, this is no longer a confrontation between two princes, but a contest between a prince and an existence in the cloak of monarchy. If the former does not take extreme measures, the latter will almost surely win.

But for the latter, this cloak of monarchy also makes him very cautious, and he can't still aim to bring down the other party like the prince did. At this time, he has to take care of the overall situation.

After all, forcing my sixth brother into a dead end and forcing him to submit, who can take over the affairs, especially the affairs of the household department at this time?

Everyone knows that the current finances are a mess, except for his sixth brother to continue to maintain, the others have neither the ability nor the courage.

The ministers present here actually have their own opinions. This kind of opinion doesn't care about position. In fact, although they don't seem to be important, they are the most sensitive at this time.

Because once things changed, His Majesty in the back garden might take action against his two sons, which would have too much to do with him. So, it would be the best solution to take action against a few courtiers to express his attitude.

Therefore, at this time, everyone can only abandon the sect and support views, and try to proceed from the perspective of publicity, some support the prince, and some support the sixth prince.

The two sides are at such a stalemate.

Fortunately, at this time,

Zaifu Zhao Jiulang finally came.

The prince stood up to show his respect;

The rest of the ministers also got up, Zaifu, the head of the hundred officials, this kind of dignity must be given.

Ji Laoliu was the last to get up. After getting up, he left his seat, saluted the prince, and then saluted Zhao Jiulang:

"Everyone, what Lord Zaifu means is what I mean. The position of the prefect of Nanwang City should be decided sooner rather than later. Only then can the hearts of the people there be stabilized."

Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's talk about pulling the mill first.

But these words are actually very strange. If this is the case, you should give in earlier, can't you?

"His Royal Highness, forgive me, Mr. Zaifu, my household department still has a lot of troublesome things to take care of, you continue to discuss."

"Sixth brother." The prince said, "It's not too late."

Ji Laoliu ignored him, walked out of the imperial study room as if he didn't hear him at all.

The prince who sat at the head seat had a gloomy expression because of this.

Sitting on the first seat on the right hand side that was vacated specially for him, Zhao Jiulang took the tea served by Li Yinglian,

took a sip,

Slowly said;

"Honsuke, I agree with His Royal Highness Six's proposition."

...

The situation in the court is strange, and those in authority are often confused, let alone those who see flowers in a fog.

But fortunately,

The tea house gentlemen in Yanjing City are idle talkers. They have their own set of substitution logic and can tell you some things that everyone is confused about.

Anyway, at the end of most things, no matter how many games and trade-offs you experience, it is nothing more than one or two. The title is sought after.

As for those who guessed wrong, don't worry, wait for the next opportunity.

Ganren always said that the people of Yan were barbarians, and even described the emperor of Yan as a model of a lone husband and a traitor. The crime situation is far less than that in Qianguo.

The people of Yanjing City, living at the foot of the imperial city, cannot change their habit of chattering about having fun. Most of the time, the imperial court is actually indulgent.

He Chu likes to go to the teahouse after closing the stall and listen to people talking about books or listening to people talking about topics that are causing disputes and struggles in the court. Every time, he can listen with gusto;

After listening, he went back and talked to his father, so that his father would not beat himself with the soles of his shoes and scold him for wasting tea money for leisure.

Although the He family has a grandson named "Ji Chuanye", the life of the He family father and son is actually still the same, without any real changes.

oh,

He Chu talked about marriage a few months ago,

The two parties were matched by a matchmaker.

Both parents nodded in agreement.

Just as she was about to go through the process, the woman suddenly contracted an illness and died of it.

On the day of the funeral,

Old He Tou asked He Chu to send two pigs there, and also asked He Chu to help with the funeral of the woman's family.

Then, Old He Tou took He Chu to a mountain outside Yanjing City to tell his fortune.

Fortune-telling by monks in temples and Taoist temples is too expensive, nominally they only charge you a few pennies to untie the lottery, which means meaning, but after that, they will show you a red paper book and tell you that the purchase of sesame oil depends on your heart .

And when you glance at it, you will find that the least amount of sesame oil behind the above name is enough to make your heart hurt for a long time.

Fortunately, at the mountain crossing, there are many fortune-telling stalls, especially during temple fairs.

Old Hetou took his son and chose the least popular fortune-telling stall in the corner, because it was easy to bargain.

Cut to a suitable psychological price, and the other party guarantees that there will be no extras, no appetite, no guessing, nothing leaked, and refuse to say that you need to spend extra money to supplement your body.

Life,

It's over.

The skinny fortune teller who was so hungry stared at He Chu for a long time with eyes that seemed to be glowing with hunger.

Finally laughed:

"In the past two years, I have been unlucky."

He Chu sat upright, and old He Tou asked directly, "Why?"

The fortune teller said:

"Someone else in the family needs to use it."

He Chu opened his mouth wide,

God!

Old Hetou tapped the fortune-telling table,

shouted;

"fart!"

Then, another 30% was cut from the already low price, do you want it!

after,

Old He Tou brought He Chu back home.

After returning home, Old He Tou didn't cook any rice, He Chu cooked it himself, and brought it up, Old He Tou didn't eat, just sat like that, in the yard until it was dark.

He Chu yelled countless times, Dad, can you eat? Dad, why don't you go home and rest?

Old Hetou was indifferent.

In the end, there was no way,

He Chu could only wrap a blanket over his father's body, leaning against his side, wrapping himself in a quilt to make do for the night.

wait until the next morning,

Old He Tou suddenly burst into tears,

He kicked He Chu who was still snoring and thought he didn't have to go out of the stall today,

scolded:

"Sun thief!"

"Why!"

He Chu, who was demoted in seniority, still had to deal with it.

"Are you going to suffer for two years? Your sister is healthy again, and your brother-in-law has to..."

He Chu hurriedly said:

"Okay, Dad!"

Old He nodded and patted his head. The old man, who hadn't slept all night, still took his son out of the stall.

He Chu has always been very happy. He doesn't think it's nothing if he suffers for another two years. It's just that he can't marry a wife for two years. What's that?

Even, this uncle is quite happy, happy that he seems to have really helped his brother-in-law a little bit.

today,

back home,

Dad is sharpening the butcher's knife,

He Chu told his Lao Tzu the stories and stories he heard today,

While talking, he stared at the knife in his father's hand.

"oh?"

After hearing this, Old He Tou didn't take the knife to his son, but was a little surprised:

"Didn't it mean that our son-in-law and the prince have a very good relationship?"

The relationship is good, which is a recent rumor that after Emperor Yan entered the back garden, the crown prince and His Highness the Sixth Highness cooperated sincerely for the sake of Yan.

"It's normal for brothers to quarrel, right?" He Chu guessed.

Hearing this, Old He Tou felt that it made sense and nodded.

After the knife was sharpened, Old Hetou began to chop the meat. Later, he wanted to fry the meatballs and send them to the palace.

My daughter likes this mouthful, and even the concubine from the Lu family also likes this mouthful.

The Lu family's concubine also has it in her stomach.

Old Hetou had inquired about it, and according to what the rich family said, a child born of a concubine had to call his daughter a mother, and he could only call his own mother an aunt.

so,

The child of that concubine is also his grandson?

So,

Every time the food is brought in, Lao Hetou will prepare a separate one for that person.

The most important thing is that my grandson, Ji Chuanye, also likes the food he cooks, such as fried meatballs, sausages, crispy skin and streaky skin. The little guy loves to eat it, as if his grandfather is the one who really understands his taste.

I also ate too much last time, and I didn't digest well, which made my body uncomfortable for a few days.

After learning about this, Old Hetou didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It's a common thing for a child to spoil his stomach due to gluttony, but it must be because he loves to eat so he can eat enough.

He Chu went to wash the rice and prepare to cook.

It is said that the lives of the people in many places in Dayan are very difficult at present, but the old He family is a butcher in the middle of the capital. Not too bad.

Don't talk about it, my family will never be short of oil and water.

In other words, if even Dayan's butcher had a difficult life, then Dayan might really die.

"Doo-doo-doo-doo!"

Old Hetou raised his knife and chopped off the meat on the chopping board, which was called "corpses all over the field".

And at this time,

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.

The gate of the courtyard will not be closed. At the foot of the Son of Heaven, it is also facing the street. When the gate is closed, it is not grand or particular;

The person who came was wearing a black robe, a windbreaker, and a hat. His face was pale and obviously thin.

Come on,

It's the owner of this yard. I've met him before and had dinner with him.

Old Hetou showed a smile on his face, and was about to call his son to prepare tea.

then bow your head,

I found that my hands were still chopping the minced meat,

it turns out:

"ah!"

cried out in terror,

The knife that has been handy for a lifetime has been flying out,

After flipping a few times in the air,

Insert into the ground.

It's dangerous, it's not heading towards the host.

Old Hetou made a "plop\

,"The whole person knelt down.

Thinking of being ignorant is something that everyone can do, but not everyone can do it well.

obviously,

The old butcher didn't have the ability, so he knelt down.

When He Chu came out, when he saw his old man kneeling there, he also knelt down obediently, although he didn't know what he was kneeling on.

The visitor walked over slowly, only then did he realize that there was a young servant in red following behind him.

The young man in red walked over, moved the stuffed chair that Old He was sitting on earlier, and put it behind the man, who sat down.

"Guess who I am?"

Old Hetou nodded vigorously, not daring to look up.

My son-in-law is the sixth prince of the dynasty,

In addition, old Hetou is no longer the timid butcher who first entered the capital, and his vision has grown a lot. Most importantly, the tea money his son gave to the teahouse is indeed not for nothing.

Not to mention any clue analysis, it's just a feeling, and you have to kneel if you feel it!

Emperor Yan didn't care,

road:

"Get up."

"Don't dare!"

The young man in red stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and helped old He Tou up. Old He Tou didn't think about it, he felt comfortable kneeling, but this young doll was so strong that he pulled him up forcibly.

After standing up, Old He Tou actually forgot how to speak to people, and his knees began to tremble again.

The young man in red brought another stool to Old He Tou,

with a slight push,

Old He Tou sat down,

Are the feet straight, bent, hands on the chest, and other postures, and in the end I can only sit there limply like a paralyzed person, with dull eyes along the way.

And Emperor Yan's eyes were no longer on Old He Tou, but on He Chu who was kneeling on one side.

The servant who was originally a little eunuch in red in the palace stepped forward, carefully observed He Chu's face, and touched his bones.

Seeing Laozi being so cowardly, He Chu didn't dare to move and let him be "frivolous".

Subsequently,

The little servant in red retreated all the way behind Emperor Yan,

road:

"The fortune is profound, and the chancellor of princes and generals should belong to the rich and powerful."

Emperor Yan nodded.

Looking at Old He Tou again, Old He Tou shuddered and opened his mouth:

"Ah...this...then...you...don't..."

Gumbled for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

Emperor Yan showed a smile on his face,

road:

"What's for dinner?"

"Fish, meat, vegetables, and rice, dried rice!" Old Hetou immediately replied, "Go, go buy!"

Emperor Yan shook his head,

road:

"I can't eat these now, I can't digest them."

once,

Emperor Yan and Marquis Zhenbei fought over a chicken leg. Back in the imperial garden, Marquis Zhenbei roasted a leg of lamb, and Emperor Yan would ask Wei Zhonghe to get back a large piece of roasted meat for himself in advance.

just now,

these greasy things,

Can't eat anymore.

At this time,

Hearing the question of what to eat,

He Chu raised his head,

open the way;

"If I have a bad stomach, I can eat noodles with starch. Every time I feel hungry, my father always makes this to appetize me."

He Chu equated Yan Huang's situation with himself, a foodie.

Emperor Yan hesitated for a moment,

Nod.

But the young man in red standing on one side stepped forward and said;

"It's already inappropriate for you to come out, you can't eat these anymore."

He knew that Emperor Yan's body couldn't stand any accidents and spoilage, and when he went out today, he also obeyed the spirit of Dan Qiang's fight.

Yan Huang continued to look at Old He Tou,

road:

"Family, ask for a bowl of noodles."