Not long after the Dragon Blood Religion matter subsided, Emperor Yuanjing made a corresponding disposition to the Dongfu who was closely related to the Dragon Blood Religion demon girl.
Shui Xirong, the demon girl of the Dragon Blood Sect, has been a concubine for more than 18 years. She has been condoned for many years, and she has been promoted as a flat wife in the last three years. The development of the dragon blood religion by the demon girl provides many conveniences. Dong Wenbai's crimes should have been dismissed and exiled, but because of his father Dong Boyu's great achievements in Yuanning, he was pardoned, only his position in the court was removed, and he was demoted to a commoner.
Although the rest of the people in the Dongfu are inextricably linked with the dragon blood sect demon girl, because Dong Haoyang, the first son of the Dongfu, has made great achievements in eradicating the dragon blood sect, the merits and demerits are equal, so they will no longer hold others accountable.
As for Dong Zhe'an, as the child of the Dragon Blood Sect demon girl and Dong Wenbo, because of the blood of the demon girl, Emperor Yuanjing originally intended to exile her, but Dong Haoyang tried his best to intercede with Emperor Yuanjing, and in the end he Save him. It was just an order that Dong Zhe'an would not be allowed to participate in the imperial examinations and would not be allowed to enter the imperial court.
Compared with the original punishment, this punishment for restricting the imperial examinations is already extremely light.
After Emperor Jing of Yuan's attack on Dongfu, Dong Wenbo's life was not as good as the day, but his temper was getting bigger and bigger. But Mrs. Dong and the others never took his temper seriously. Mrs. Dong was a little soft-hearted and occasionally consoled her son, but after meeting his angry face again and again, Mrs. Dong also He could only sigh and give up his son.
After all, she has a wonderful grandson.
Dong Wenbo looked at Mrs. Dong and the others who ignored him. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to do anything under the threat of Dong Haoyang. I can only vent this anger on the servants, and the evil son of the demon girl.
"You son of a bitch, if it weren't for your demonic mother, how could I, Dong Wenbo, be reduced to this point!" Dong Wenbo gave Dong Zhe'an a slap in the face with a slap. All the suffocation and pain were vented on him.
Dong Zhe'an was beaten to the side, the palm print on his face was clearly visible, and it was burning hot.
"Father, don't forget that you were very fond of the demon girl you are talking about now," Dong Zhe'an laughed mockingly, "If you hadn't raised her as a flat wife, how could she have so much power to walk around and recruit teachers? crowd?"
Dong Wenbo was stabbed in the sore spot by him, and he was embarrassed and angry, and he slapped his backhand again.
"Tell me! Did you know the identity of that demon girl long ago!" Dong Wenbo stared at Dong Zhe'an with hatred, "It's a shame that I was so good to you before, but now it's both like this. Treat me ungratefully."
There was some irony in Dong Zhe'an's eyes, but when he heard Dong Wenbo's words, he just turned his head and kept his mouth shut.
"You're talking! You're mute?!" Dong Wenbo was even more angry, he found a stick from the side and slapped Dong Zhe'an in the head.
If this is true, it will definitely be broken.
Dong Zhe'an was evasive, standing there unresponsive.
"Heh—you're just right." Dong Haoyang, who was passing by, stopped Dong Wenbo's stick and pushed Dong Wenbo out with a single force on his arm. He looked at Dong Zhe'an's calm appearance and raised his eyebrows, "Why, your mother left you, and you're like you've lost your soul?"
Dong Zhe'an looked at Dong Haoyang's eyes full of complexity.
"Why are you helping me?"
Although Dong Zhe'an did not make it clear, both of them understood that this sentence did not refer to the matter just now, but to the matter of interceding in front of Emperor Yuanjing before.
Dong Haoyang chuckled lightly, with an indifferent expression, "I'm happy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Haoyang turned around and walked away, "You can live as you wish. I'll only help you this time. Of course, if you don't want to live well, it's your own freedom."
Dong Zhe'an looked at Dong Haoyang's figure walking away slowly, with a complicated expression on his face.
It was just that Dong Wenbo, who was stopped by Dong Haoyang, recovered his strength and hit Dong Zhe'an again.
Dong Zhe'an looked sharp, pulled the stick out of Dong Wenbo's hand, and overturned him to the ground very easily.
"I didn't fight back just now, I just wasn't happy." Dong Zhe'an stepped on Dong Wenbo's chest, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stand up, "This doesn't mean I can let you bully me."
"Go to her about Shui Xirong, don't make trouble on my head."
Dong Zhe'an threw the stick on the ground with a cold expression, walked away without looking at Dong Wenbo on the ground.
Dong Wenbo got up from the ground in embarrassment, still a little frightened on his face.
Didn't this idiot always obey him, why did he suddenly rebel against him at this time
Although Dong Wenbo did not admit it, he was indeed frightened by Dong Zhe'an just now.
Since then, Dong Wenbo, who bullied the soft and feared the hard, never asked Dong Zhe'an for trouble again.
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Yuanjing seventeen years.
Heng Rui, the ninth prince, was erudite and talented, and he was recommended by the ministers to be the crown prince. Emperor Jing of Yuan accepted the opinions of the ministers and immediately established the ninth prince Heng Rui as the crown prince of the East Palace.
Dong Haoyang leaned lazily on the chair and closed his eyes as if taking a nap.
"well done"
Heng Rui responded with a voice, but his eyes were fixed on the lazy Taifu, and a scorching flame was beating in the depths of his eyes.
"Although the emperor gave you the crown of prince, your status is still unstable. You still need to be extremely careful when you act now," Dong Haoyang said leisurely with his eyes closed, "Don't get carried away."
Heng Rui nodded and said yes, watching Dong Haoyang move his shoulder, he stepped forward knowingly, put his hand on Dong Haoyang's shoulder, and slowly rubbed it.
Moderate strength, very comfortable.
Dong Haoyang hooked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.
Heng Rui was rubbing, but his eyes slowly rested on the white and slender neck.
Imagine yourself kissing and sucking.
Just thinking about it, there was a burst of thirst in my throat.
At that time, will Taifu make a nice voice
Dong Haoyang frowned, "Why are you so dumbfounded, do you remember what I said to you just now?"
Heng Rui suddenly returned to his senses and nodded again and again, "Don't worry, Taifu, I remember it all."
Although Dong Haoyang was a little displeased with Heng Rui's loss of mind just now, he didn't pursue it, and continued, "By the way, you have to be extra careful and pay attention to the meals provided in the palace. Although I knew about it last time. The Dragon Blood Sect members lurking in the palace have been cleaned up, but I always feel that those people are not all."
"There must be people lurking here. Although there is no big wave, it has to be guarded."
"Dragon Blood Religion's methods are treacherous. Like the poisoning of the emperor and princes before, I am afraid this Dragon Blood Religion did it. Many of their followers are controlled by their minds. If you see some people who behave strangely, you must be more careful. ."
The corners of Heng Rui's mouth couldn't help twitching, and the eyes looking at Dong Haoyang became more and more obsessed and soft.
Are you worried about me, Mrs.
Heng Rui caressed his chest, and it felt like a net made of sugar, which enveloped the heart in fine detail, with sweetness everywhere.
Dong Hao raised his eyebrows, why did he feel that the little brat was showing weirdness everywhere recently
As soon as the idea arose, Dong Haoyang put it aside and didn't take it to heart.
It was only after the little brat's attempt was completely exposed that Dong Haoyang regretted it.
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In the 17th year of Yuanjing, the state of Mengqi invaded the border, and General Tian Meng was ordered to fight.
Big win.
After Emperor Jing of Yuan saw the battle report, Longyan Dayue immediately summoned Tian Meng and Tian Yi to return to the court.
In the court hall, Emperor Jing of Yuan gave a large reward to the army led by Tian Meng, and Tian Yi, who had made great achievements in battle, was also named a guerrilla general of the fifth rank.
For a while, the glory was flourishing.
Downward.
"Master Dong," Tian Yi stopped Dong Haoyang with a complicated expression.
Dong Haoyang stopped when he heard the words, and laughed when he saw Tian Yi, "General Tian has made a great contribution this time, and I haven't congratulated General Tian yet!"
Tian Yi didn't communicate as modestly as he did when talking with other officials, he just paused for a while, and then spoke decisively.
"Can you talk to Master Dong?"
The smile on Dong Haoyang's face stopped and gradually faded, but he also revealed a bit of sincerity, "Of course it's good, Dong Mou can't ask for it."
The two of them made an appointment at the prestigious Linxian Tower in the capital, ordered a few side dishes and ordered a pot of fine wine.
"Are you- are you okay?" Tian Yi hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth first, looking at Dong Haoyang's handsome and elegant face, quite dazed.
Dong Haoyang chuckled, "Naturally, he lived a good life. Although it was not as good as General Tian's, he still lived easily and arbitrarily."
Tian Yi paused, picked up the glass of wine that Dong Haoyang had poured, and tasted it carefully.
"I am very sorry about the matter of Mr. Pushe. He is very kind to our family, but because we are far away from the customs, we have not been able to come back and give Mr. Pushe a stick of incense." Tian Yi looked at the table, and his voice Somewhat disappointed, "For the death of the adult, you mourn."
Dong Haoyang poured a glass of wine by himself, touched the glass in Tian Yi's hand, and drank it, "The death of our grandfather really caught us by surprise. He was still alive and strong a few days before his death. He can't get sick."
Dong Haoyang smiled, "It's only been three years, we want to understand a little bit. Who can escape a death sentence in this life."
"Grandfather was an extremely noble minister during his lifetime. He devoted himself to Yuanning's country, but he also achieved many achievements. If I want to come to my grandfather, my life is not in vain, and I have no regrets."
"Come on, have a drink." Dong Haoyang raised the cup in his hand with a faint smile on his lips.
The two exchanged cups for a long time, and they were both slightly drunk.
After several years of experience outside the customs, Tian Yi's face is sharp and angular, and the whole person already has a fierce momentum.
At this time, he was a little overwhelmed with wine, so he put down his hesitation and asked what he had been holding in his heart for many years.
"Haoyang, I wonder if you are married?"