Closing his eyes, Ning Yi's body trembled, and his face was as white as paper for a moment. Feng Zhiwei noticed with sharp eyes that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding, and seemed to have split open.
After a while Ning Yi leaned down and said in a low voice, "This person is the guard of the son's mansion...but the son doesn't know..."
Emperor Tiansheng interrupted him, and said in a cold voice: "Since that's the case, you should stay in the side palace and come out after the matter is clarified!"
This is under house arrest. Out of expectation, all the princes showed joy, vaguely not knowing who it was, and let out a long breath.
Ning Yi crouched on the ground and said for a long time, "Yes."
A guard stepped forward, half supporting and half pulling, Ning Yi shook off the opponent, stood up by himself, turned around and exited, walked to the front of the hall, facing a ray of sunset light gold, suddenly said lightly.
"The heir of the imperial dynasty will be as thin as the setting sun on the western mountain."
Then he wobbled.
fainted.
Everyone heard that sentence, and everyone should not hear it.
Feng Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves, watching the bodyguard Ning Yi go to the other palace in a soft sedan chair, thinking coolly in his heart, although the old man looks seriously injured, it is actually just a flesh wound, his pulse was felt just now, and the pulse is very good , where is it so weak
At this time, using this method to withdraw from the field is really wonderful.
The Emperor Tiansheng remained silent, and after a long time, he waved his hands wearily, signaling that the princes should all retreat, Feng Zhiwei hurriedly wanted to leave, but Emperor Tiansheng suddenly said: "Mr. Wei, please stay."
Feng Zhiwei was startled, Tian Shengdi looked at Gu Nanyi again, Gu Nanyi looked at him.
Emperor Tiansheng looked at Gu Nanyi again.
Gu Nanyi looked at him.
Feng Zhiwei broke out in a sweat, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty... this friend Cao Min is simple-minded, and..." She showed a look of embarrassment, and stammered, "He probably doesn't understand the common sense... Can you..."
The words were vague, but the meaning was clear—this child is stupid, it would be dangerous if he got lost...
Emperor Tiansheng hesitated for a moment, finally said nothing, and signaled Shao Ning to back down, Shao Ning pouted, but left obediently without saying anything.
Feng Zhiwei looked at it coldly, thinking that although this child is pampered, he actually has a sense of propriety, seeing how fiercely he killed someone with a stone without hesitation just now, he is still a daring master, much better than her elder brother who is a compatriot .
Shao Ning passed by her side, nudged her quietly with his shoulder, winked and said: "Behave well...hehe, didn't you scare me?"
Feng Zhi smiled slightly, took a step back, and saluted like a ritual: "I have seen the princess."
Shaoning Baifeng Zhiwei glanced at him, smiled and walked all the way, his steps were brisk, the soles of his thin-soled boots were still stained with the assassin's brains...
Emperor Tiansheng looked at his daughter's back with a smile, and turned his eyes to Shen Su, "Mr. Wei, I want to hear your opinion on today's matter."
Feng Zhiwei blinked - is the old man going to test her? This topic seems inappropriate to discuss with her, a newly released "National Scholar", right
"Your Majesty." She bowed slightly, "The grass-roots people are dressed in white and dare not talk about state affairs."
"Why is it a state matter?" The old emperor narrowed his eyes, "This is my family matter."
"The Son of Heaven has no personal affairs." Feng Zhi smiled slightly and answered simply.
"Huh?" The emperor's eyes flew over like a knife.
Feng Zhiwei followed this look, knowing that today it is impossible to be sloppy, and sighed silently—old guy, old guy, you obviously have your own plans in your heart, why must you make things difficult for others.
"The important weapon of the crown prince should not be given lightly, nor should it be taken lightly." She replied after a while.
His eyes narrowed, and he looked at the toes. There was blood on the toes of the boots. It was Ning Yi's blood. Feng Zhiwei sighed in his heart... Ning Yi, it's not that I won't help you, but your old man, at least until now it's not true. I intend to abolish the crown prince, if I remonstrate indiscriminately, I will die first.
In any case, your own life matters.
As for you... you still have a backup
Emperor Tian Sheng looked at Feng Zhiwei silently, it was rare that this person was young, but he had a delicate mind, he could see his thoughts, and he didn't shy away from speaking frankly, his courage was stronger than ordinary people who had experienced officialdom.
Maybe it's because I haven't been an official, so I still have a bit of understanding
Emperor Tiansheng was not very superstitious about the saying that those who solve the British scrolls win the world-the luck of a country lies in the ruler's wise ministers, the unity of the top and bottom, the smooth government orders, and the aspirations of the people. Only one person can control the fate of a country. He thinks no one else can do it but himself.
However, this kid in front of him might as well use it...
"The scroll of Zhuoying has been hanging in the air for more than six hundred years." The gloomy look on Emperor Tiansheng's face disappeared, and he looked at Feng Zhiwei with a smile, with a satisfied expression, "Now you have solved it in court, and you have lived up to the reputation of Zhuoying. I am happy, I have issued an edict many years ago, those who unravel the British scrolls will be regarded as imperial court offerings, given a hundred houses, a thousand acres of land, a bachelor's position in the Chaohua Palace, a pen and ink waiter in the imperial study, waiters on the left and right, and prepares consultants... Tian will give you the land at the foot of Meishan Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing, let the old seven in charge of the official department arrange it for you, if you have actual achievements in the future, and then you will be promoted in terms of merit, what do you want?"
After speaking, he ordered several important officials to come in and write the imperial edict. Yao Ying, the former Dongge University scholar, listened, and his brows twitched.
Feng Zhiwei also twitched her eyebrows.
Satisfied... too satisfied... satisfied to dissatisfied.
This is not performing a duty of reward, this is putting her on a fire pit to roast.
It seems that the post he received was a false title of civil service, and a bachelor was considered to be only a sixth rank, which seemed not too much. However, Zhaohua was the main hall, and there was no bachelor in the past. Orders are all in the charge of several cabinet scholars who are prime ministers. Now the ink waiter, and the following sentence "servant on the left and right, prepare consultants", are almost part of the prime minister's job, the emperor's close minister, the counselor center, what is the status glory? It seems that there is no way to escape the statement of the prime minister in white in the imperial study.
As for the words about giving fields and giving houses, although she still doesn't know the situation, judging from the expressions of those important ministers, there is probably something wrong.
Did the old man lift her up high, thinking that one day she would fall to her death
"Your Majesty..." Yao Ying licked her lips, and said carefully, "Mr. is young and doesn't know about the affairs of the court. Why don't you release the Imperial Academy first, so as to leave room for future advancement..."