This small garden is not a place for discussion, nor is it a place that must be passed to go somewhere. Nan Ruohuai could not hide a little pride in his expression. The reason he chose this route was that the state of Zheng also had the empire, but it was a little smaller.
Qianye was well aware of his careful thoughts, but there was no need to tell the truth. If a small country like Zheng Guo did not try its best to cheer itself up and find confidence in some places, it would not be able to survive.
This prince, who is now a king, has never left the country of Zheng in his life. The farthest trip he made was when he was kidnapped into the void by Song Lun.
After many people become adults, they are influenced by their background and experience. Once the inherent concepts are formed, there is no room for plasticity. It is not easy to reverse them by spending resources and providing mentors. To be fair, Nan Ruohuai's performance in this short period of time is already considered pretty good.
Through the garden, there is another quiet courtyard with mountains and water, and a small pavilion. This is the place to take a serious rest. The garden in front of it is as dense as a nursery, so few people can stand there.
The kiosk is decorated with pots of flowers, and it has a prosperity that does not match this season. However, because it is too gorgeous, it looks a little dazzling. Qianye was used to the luxury of Zhao Jundu, Song Zining and even Wei Potian who had completely integrated into the daily life, and seeing this kind of arrangement that robbed his attention too much, he just felt uncomfortable for his eyes.
There were three people sitting in the small pavilion, with several maids standing beside them, and a whole team of servants waiting outside the pavilion. The ostentation is enough, but the yard is too small, with so many people crowded, it feels bloated out of thin air. The person who arranged all of this obviously didn't understand that a large number of people does not necessarily mean that they are powerful. In the center of this king's capital where every inch of land is expensive, it is true that the place is big enough.
Nan Ruohuai said: "My lord, those who want to see you are already waiting in the pavilion."
The three people in the pavilion were all women, and Qianye didn't look at them too much when he approached. Hearing what Nan Ruohuai said, he turned his gaze over.
The woman in the middle can be seen to be a little older, but her brows and eyes are full of charm, and her charm has been found in her bones. She must have been more beautiful when she was young, but she may not have the charm of today. The other two are young girls who look about fifteen or sixteen, and one of them is even more immature.
The two girls were both very beautiful, and their eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of women and Nan Huairuo. Qianye had met Zheng Guo's second prince, and seeing them again, he knew in his heart that these people should be closer to each other in blood.
Sure enough, Nan Huairuo introduced: "The one in the middle is my queen mother, and the other two are my younger sisters. My lord, please take a seat."
Qianye nodded, stepped into the booth, and sat down calmly.
The pavilion is very small, so crowded with so many people that it is difficult to even turn around. Qianye sat still, his knees were about to touch the legs of the girl opposite him. The girl moved, as if she wanted to let some space out, but she accidentally kicked Qianye's leg, making her face flushed and helpless.
The woman gave her a sideways glance, even with such a small gesture, it was also flattering and very seductive, and secretly glanced at Qianye secretly, unable to tell whether it was a peek or a wink.
She gave the girl a few words in a low voice, and said to Qianye: "My lord is from the empire, and he has seen the big world, so he doesn't like a small place like us. But this courtyard is the most beautiful place in the palace. Good place, I arranged it myself, what do you think?"
What did Qianye say? He could only nod his head and said vaguely, "Not bad."
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, her chest trembled, and said: "It's fine if you like it. I'm Huai Ruo's mother, and my title is Shu, but you... you are my younger brother, so of course you should call me by my real name, Shu Rong." That's good. These two are my daughters and your nieces, the older one is Jin Yi, and the one who has never seen the world is Jin Hang."
Qianye nodded, glanced over, as a greeting. Jin Hang blushed again after being swept away by Qianye's eyes. Jinyi was brave, facing Qianye's gaze, she tried her best to puff out her chest.
What Qianye was thinking at the moment was another matter. After listening to Nan Ruohuai's initial consonant at the beginning, he should have directly promoted his biological mother to the throne after he got the throne. Of course, considering Nan Ruohuai's situation, this is also a proper move to rectify his own status. However, it is also true that mothers are more expensive than children, so it seems that Daqin's supreme biological mother has always been only a concubine
A small title can give a glimpse of the subtle relationships between the royal power and the family. Zheng Xiaoqin ruled, but the two are different in the end, I just don't know if Zheng sees Qin as big but not strong, does he also count things that affect the face of the Wang family
Empress Dowager Shu's intentions were already obvious, but Qianye didn't intend to spend any more time with her, and said calmly, "Okay, everyone has already met. What else does Empress Dowager Shu want?"
Empress Dowager Shu was taken aback, she didn't expect that things would not go according to her script. But she reacted very quickly, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is my younger brother, this palace is just like your own home, you can move around at will. How about this, let Ruohuai take you around to have a look and taste it How about the architectural attainments of my Dazheng Dynasty?"
Without waiting for Qianye's answer, Nan Ruohuai rushed to say, "I will serve my uncle!"
Qianye thought for a while, then said, "Alright, let's take a look."
Zheng's palace is a bit small, but it is still something to watch.
Nan Ruohuai ignored the shocked gazes of the servants, seeing them not moving, her face sank, and she shouted: "Is it all deaf and blind? This king wants to take uncle around the harem, haven't you heard? !"
All the maids in the court looked at each other, and suddenly an old servant knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, absolutely no! What kind of place is the harem, how can outsiders set foot here? If it gets out, it will be stained in the history books." Never, never, never!"
Nan Ruohuai showed a ferocious face, and shouted: "Historical books are dirty? How could the things in the inner palace be spread to the outside? I think it was someone like you who passed them on?"
The old servant was shocked and said: "How is it possible? This old servant is loyal..."
Before he could finish speaking, Nan Ruohuai cut him off: "Come on, kill this disrespectful lunatic!"
With this order, the maids and servants knelt down and begged for mercy. It seems that the old servant has some prestige among the palace people. Someone else shouted: "Your Majesty, why not kill us together!"
Qianye lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, standing still, as if he had no interest in the farce in front of him.
Nan Ruohuai stole a glance at Qianye, then glanced at most of the kneeling palace servants, and said coldly: "This king is enthroned on the first day, you just give me this trick, do you think this king won't kill people? !"
He suddenly pulled out his saber, and slashed it down, the old servant's skill was different!
All the servants in the palace were shocked, those who knelt on the ground fell silent, and even those who threw themselves into Nan Ruohuai and did not plead for mercy all turned pale and knelt down at this moment.
Nan Ruohuai shouted: "Anyone else who asked me to kill together just now, stand up! This king will help you all!"
At this time, of course, no one answered. Nan Ruohuai didn't give up, pointed at a young court lady with his sword, and said with a smirk: "I remember you talked just now, do you think it's okay if you don't make a sound now?"
He raised the sword in his hand, and the long sword slashed into the air. Suddenly, a hand stretched out beside him, and he snatched the sword lightly and skillfully. Then the blade turned and rested on Nan Ruohuai's neck.
Nan Ruohuai was stunned, then slowly turned her head to look, and saw that she was an ordinary-looking middle-aged servant. He has no impression of this person. However, Nan Ruohuai was only a line away from the general, but this person easily grabbed the sword, obviously his strength was far superior to him. How can such a person be unknown
But since this person is a servant, Nan Ruohuai said forcefully: "Who are you? Do you want to rebel?"
The servant said: "Your Majesty, everything should be done in moderation, it is inappropriate to be so bloodthirsty."
Nan Ruohuai's eyes turned cold, and he said, "Zheng Guo is my king's Zheng country, and I can kill whoever I want, so why don't I ask you if I can?"
The servant frowned and said slowly: "Your Majesty, you can lose your throne just as you came to it. At least when other Highnesses take the throne, they won't bring outsiders into the harem and shame the ancestors of Zheng Guo! Since you are acting so perversely, Then I will eliminate harm for the world today! You are just the son of a singer, to be King Zheng for a day is already a good fortune. Go now!"
With more force in his hands, he wanted to kill Nan Ruohuai with a sword! There was another chaos around, mixed with the woman's screams.
However, the waiter's eyes blurred, and there was already one more person, and the long sword seemed to be trapped in the mountain, no matter how he urged the original force, it would not move.
The servant was shocked when he saw Qianye appearing beside him at some point, holding the sword edge with one hand. Nan Ruohuai's saber is the sword of King Zheng of all dynasties, and it is also a seventh-level soldier. However, Qianye held it casually without using any special techniques. Even if the long sword did not move at all, it would not be able to cut through his palm.
Qian Ye said lightly: "You have a bit of loyalty. It's a pity that because of this, you can't be kept, so you can go with your master with peace of mind."
The servant's face changed drastically, "How do you know?"
Qianye didn't want to answer anymore, so he slapped his head with a palm. The servant's expression was dignified, his knees were slightly bent, he sat on the horse with his waist down, shouted loudly, and swung his elbows on the rack. But as soon as he touched Qianye's palm, horror appeared in his eyes.
Qianye's palm still fell normally, as if there was no obstacle in the middle, it fell all the way to his waist, and he retracted it naturally.
There was a muffled bang, and the servant was half buried in the soil, but kept the posture of raising his arms to block. The light in his eyes was slack, he snorted, tilted his head to the side, and then stopped moving again.
All the palace people prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Most people were frightened by King Xinzheng's killing, but a few people knew very well in their hearts the identity of the servant who was slapped to death by Qianye's palm lightly. This servant was trained by Liu Zhongyuan, the national teacher, and his cultivation base has reached the sixteenth level. He is actually the number one expert in the palace other than Old Zheng Wang.
And Nan Ruohuai has been out of the palace for many years, he is like an invisible prince in the eyes of Old Zheng Wang, and usually only has the opportunity to visit the palace to meet his birth mother during the Chinese New Year, so he doesn't recognize the face of this servant, but he can guess at this time Guess who the other party is. I don't want this person to show up at this time, even when Nan Ruohuai broke into the palace.
Qianye didn't care what these many people were thinking, but he didn't feel anything when he killed a number one expert in the palace, and said to Nan Ruohuai, "If this is the case, let's not look at this harem."
After Nan Ruohuai wanted to understand the identity of the servant, he naturally knew that he had walked back and forth in front of the life-and-death line. His ashen face had not slowed down, and even his tone of voice was distorted. He said in a deep voice, "Look! What not to watch! This king wants to show his uncle the harem, let alone today, any day in the future! Anyone who dares to say a word more, this king will kill him! If you can’t even clean up your bunch of useless people, this king How can you govern the country!"