"The eldest prince was beaten out by the emperor!"
"The gold-encrusted guards don't hold back!"
"The eldest prince complained all the way. / Top / Dian / Novel"
I heard that it was as if a hurricane had blown through the palace.
The news that the eldest prince was beaten out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with sticks spread throughout the entire palace in less than half a cup of tea.
So that the people behind don't need to speak, just a look, each other knows what the other wants to say.
This matter has become so serious that everyone can communicate with each other with just one look, which is enough to explain the current situation of the eldest prince.
But the eldest prince has not yet realized this.
He wasn't so stupid at first, but he couldn't stand having a [Ningchen] Sister Pomegranate by his side.
"Hey, let's bear with it. The so-called beating is love, but not beating or scolding is a disaster." Pomegranate comforted the eldest prince beside the carriage.
Not far away, Mr. Leopard watched the bustle, so he naturally pricked up his ears to listen, and couldn't help but feel very happy.
Hey, what is a beauty? The only one who can still talk like this at this time is the former official's big girl, Pomegranate.
Suddenly remembering that the eldest prince spent millions of taels of silver to buy this [female think tank], Old Leopard was about to burst out laughing.
How can people compare with others? Old Leopard thought he was not quick-witted, but the onlookers could tell, seeing what Pomegranate said after the eldest prince was beaten out, he knew that compared with the real think tank Zhou Zhiruo, there was a difference between heaven and earth.
Think about Zhou Zhiruo, she is a natural beauty. There is no coquettishness in the words, but there is a natural beauty conveyed to others in the gestures and soft words. No matter how I listened to it, I felt that her words were a kind of enjoyment in my ears, as if I was listening to a little song all the time.
And what about pomegranates? There is only a comforting emotion passed on to others. Unless the big prince is a fan of the authorities, ordinary people will only think that this is nonsense comfort. Moreover, the most intuitive aesthetic appearance is also very different. Leopard is used to Zhou Zhiruo's strategizing and commanding expression, and then he looks at Pomegranate's. It always feels uncomfortable to see.
It's a tragedy of aesthetic contrast. The looks of Pomegranate and Wu Zhe are the comparison between ordinary people and perfectly evolved creatures. Isn't it only comparable to the tragedy of hitting a wall
"Oh, those guards are really hateful, how could they beat our eldest prince so hard." Pomegranate's eyes were red, and he helped the eldest prince into the carriage.
"Don't worry, don't worry. You'll be fine for two days when you go back to bed." The eldest prince comforted him, completely forgetting that he was beaten according to Pomegranate's plan.
He didn't think about it all, but felt that his father seemed to be moody.
Obviously, what he said was better than Dugu Mo's false prince, and the family affection was stronger, so why was he beaten by the emperor
The two got into the car and went back to the house.
Old Leopard kept looking at the eldest prince and pomegranate, thinking it was quite interesting. It seems that the two of them are really you and me, comforting each other happily.
However, the eldest prince seemed to be enjoying such comfort very much. pitiful. Ningchen's words were really pleasing to the ear. It's just a competition for the position of the crown prince, and using such a stupid girl as a think tank, isn't it tantamount to courting death
Needless to say, what will happen to the many princes who have always competed for the crown prince's position after they fail.
First of all, don't even think about leaving Wudu, the newly enthroned emperor will definitely control you. What if you leave Wudu? Do you think that if the sky is high and the birds fly, you can be freer? No, don't be ridiculous, you will most likely catch a disease and die suddenly on the way.
Watching the carriage leave. Elder Leopard sighed: "A good think tank is really the key."
A good think tank in his mouth. He is eating Hesse in the palace.
"Miss Zhou, which fragrant wind brought you here?" Chief Manager Peng came over with a smile on his face.
"Oh, Manager Peng, the treasure land has its own blessings to condense." Wu Zhe stood up and greeted him politely.
The two exchanged pleasantries and were extremely affectionate. But he didn't say a word about Prince Mo's contact situation last night.
The one who mentioned it was a fool. Both of them are human beings, how could they make such a mistake.
After being properly polite, Director Peng and Wu Zhe said goodbye. Since going busy.
Director Peng didn't even say anything about Prince Mo's stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the little eunuch who followed him was still wondering why the director didn't talk about it
Wu Zhe understood very well. Chief Manager Peng meant: Prince Mo is safe and sound with the emperor, completely different from the treatment that the eldest prince received.
Since everything is going well with Prince Mo, there is no need for Director Peng to say anything. This is a kind of tacit understanding of smart people, otherwise he would have thought of some way to hint that the other party needs help.
The little eunuch thought about it for a long time, and only then did he understand the truth after asking Mr. Peng personally.
Director Peng regarded the eunuch who had been with him since he was a child as one of his own, and kept teaching him the tricks.
Gong Dou has a lot of thoughts, if someone who is not a human being gets involved in it, he is afraid that he will encounter misfortune within three months.
But Wu Zhe didn't like this feeling.
Wu Zhe sat down and continued to eat nonsense, thinking in his heart, the court is really annoying: we don't want to play the drama of Zhen Huan's biography, we should honestly go through fighting, war and so on.
It's just that the content of the court has reached his level of status, how can it be less? It is impossible to simply pacify the world simply by relying on military and personal strength advantages.
I don't know what those Long Aotian did, there are so many beauties stuffed in the harem, from various countries, races, even ghosts, snakes, spirits and so on. How can I manage my own harem housekeeping? How did the kind of Long Aotian who ruled one side of the territory secure the throne of the emperor
Thinking of this, Wu Zhe began to hesitate again whether to train Princess Qing to be Wu Zetian.
She is such a virtue, hesitating in the general direction, lacking a decisive determination. Of course, breaking things off temporarily is relatively quick to cut through the mess.
But Wu Zhe knew that Wu Zetian was very busy with state affairs. There is no evaluation of her achievements in the history books, but only a pertinent exposition of her identity, status and the significance of the change of dynasty, and then only the feeling of feminism is left.
In fact, Wu Zetian's many measures in terms of political achievements can also be described in a special way, but in historical research, patriarchal thinking still occupies a dominant position, and the editors of history books are not easy to write about this aspect, which leads to people only paying attention to it. Focus on her usurping the throne.
In fact, Wu Zetian has the record of being the emperor at the oldest age, and many of the reasons are very interesting if you study carefully.
Wu Zhe was thinking wildly, and suddenly came up with an idea: Why didn't he consider becoming emperor
Wu Zetian, if he held up a piece of sky by himself, wouldn't he be the Wu Zhetian who deserved his name
Thinking of this, Wu Zhe was taken aback by his own thoughts.
If there is a parallel world, maybe I have traveled to the Tang Dynasty. Maybe Wu Zetian is the incarnation of another parallel world. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence
But that kind of situation really can't bear to look directly at it, maybe I will also be cut into a big-headed doll, lacking the magnificent picture of turbulent waves, it is better to watch the international version...
Wu Zhe yelled at himself in his mind for a while, before he heard the hurried footsteps of a middle-aged eunuch.
The middle-aged eunuch approached and bowed: "Miss Zhou, the emperor invites you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
"Understood. This father-in-law, please lead the way." Wu Zhe clapped his hands and dusted off the residue of the dessert.
When the middle-aged eunuch led the way, he casually glanced at the dim sum plate on the table, and couldn't help being startled.
It was all empty except for the crumbs of the bottom of the pan.
"The maids in the reception hall don't know how to be playful, and they treat the girl slowly, damn it." The middle-aged eunuch scolded the two maids standing not far from the door: "I don't have eyesight, the dim sum in the house The plate is already empty, why don’t you know what to buy?”
The two maids were so frightened that they hurriedly bowed to apologize and went to fetch new dim sum.
"Ah, no, the plate was full of dim sum just now, and I ate them all." Wu Zhe was honest.
She ate it all? There are two large plates of dim sum, which is enough for a person to be full without eating for a day. The middle-aged eunuch was taken aback. How could a girl with such a good figure be so edible? He quickly pretended to be surprised and said: "Miss Zhou didn't eat breakfast? Zajia, let the kitchen prepare it."
He is naturally flattering. But the emperor summoned Zhou Zhiruo to have an audience, how could he have time to eat again? It was just because he knew that Zhou Zhiruo was Princess Qing's best friend and a celebrity in the eyes of the emperor, so his words were very polite.
"Too much trouble, father-in-law." Wu Zhe smiled, and didn't make much excuses, but seemed to be out of touch.
When the two of them walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the middle-aged eunuch flattered him without saying anything: "Oh, Miss Zhou, walking with you, the miscellaneous family only felt as if they were walking with the imperial concubine." It makes people feel like they are floating in a phoenix, riding the wind and walking so briskly."
Really good at talking, if it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that her heart will be full of joy. Wu Zhe thought to himself, it's a pity that he hates Fengyi in the harem the most. And he really dared to say it, maybe it would offend people.
Wu Zhe didn't know that he was listed as the phoenix in the strange book, and he had the same fate as the imperial concubine of Tiangong. In fact, this eunuch also has a relatively good sixth sense, and he was able to shoot such flattery based on his intuition.
"Miss Zhou Zhiruo is here—" the middle-aged eunuch announced loudly when they reached the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Before he finished announcing his name, Xuanwu Emperor had already said inside: "No need to be too polite, come in."
The middle-aged eunuch smiled at Wu Zhe, clasped his hands together and stood in the hall.
Wu Zhe walked in.
Princess Qing was not there, Prince Mo was standing next to the Long Shu table, and the master of Qin palace was actually sitting on a chair.
Wu Zhe felt that Master's treatment was very high, and being able to sit in a chair in the emperor's office was considered a super VIP treatment.
It was only after taking a look around that Wu Zhe paid attention to Emperor Xuanwu.
"Zhou Zhiruo, I ask you to agree to one thing." Emperor Xuanwu said in a rare soft voice. (To be continued..)