The seventh prince brought an old craftsman to see Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan didn't ask too much, and sent him away after giving a reward. The next morning, Emperor Yan issued an imperial decree and declared that the seventh prince Yan Mingli was named king. Emperor Yan has never established a prince, nor has he ever named his son a king. Now the seventh prince is the first to be named. Everyone has different thoughts. Some guessed that the seventh prince was going to get ahead, and some felt that the seventh prince was jealous by the emperor and missed the emperor's throne. .
Yan Mingli looked at the imperial decree on the table with a gloomy face, his hands tightened and relaxed, relaxed and tightened, obviously in a very bad mood.
The confidant eunuch bent over and reported in a low voice, "That person is making a fuss again. He said that he has come up with a new idea to ensure that his Highness makes a lot of money. He also said that he designed a device that can greatly improve the efficiency of farmland irrigation."
"Oh?" Yan Mingli pulled at the corner of his mouth, with a cold light in his eyes, "He has a lot of whimsical ideas, but I don't know if the things he made this time will be offered to the emperor father in the next day!" He approached An Chengjie just to hold the stain of the town government office in his hand, so that he could make a fuss in the future, but he didn't want that An Chengjie was really capable. He contributed a lot of formulas and drawings. Some time ago he even made explosives. This amazing good thing, but I didn't expect the pies that fell from the sky to be poisonous!
The confidant eunuch poured a cup of tea for him and carefully persuaded him, "Why does your Highness bother so much for a small person? Now so cautious."
He rubbed the wall of the cup, silent. Pie is so tempting, he doesn't want to give up... He has to think of a countermeasure.
The "gifts" of the Seven Princes continued. Irrigation equipment, military defense equipment, methods to increase crop yields, suitable seeds for the introduction of Panbang, and even more systematic and advanced methods of military training were available. The reaction of the courtiers changed from the shock at the beginning to the numbness afterwards. The eyes of the other princes looking at the seventh prince became more and more weird, and the expressions of the seventh prince became worse and worse, but the Emperor Yan was eager to pay attention to the seventh prince. The appearance of the rewards was given wave after wave, and even the side concubine pointed out two of them personally. I heard that the concubine Zheng had asked the empress dowager to look at each other for help.
The system prompted to play again and again, and finally two days before the autumn hunt, the chance of falling in love dropped to 50%. Ye Zhizhou turned off the light screen and looked at Yan Mingyong, who was playing chess with himself behind the desk, in a mixed mood. I thought that the lover in this world is so small and has a bearish temper, and he must take good care of him, but I don’t want myself to be too naive. There is no such thing as a simple child of the royal family. I just casually mentioned a plan, and the other party actually did it. So much.
As the research results were announced to the court in the form of gifts time and time again, the Seventh Prince's trust in An Chengjie finally ceased to exist, and he was directly locked in a small villa on the outskirts of Beijing and sent someone to guard. An Chengjie has recently been obsessed with completing one work after another, and has not noticed the changes in his situation. In his heart, he is still doing the dream of supporting the Seventh Prince to become a master, and then torturing everyone in the town government mansion.
"Kawagoe restaurant? Huh." An Chengjie turned over the drawings drawn by the craftsmen based on his ideas, and smiled gloomily, "What about the same traversers, you have already gone to hell, and I am destined to be one person. Above people!"
A black shadow flashed past the corner outside the house, and then disappeared into the darkness very quickly.
In the middle of the night, dark prison.
Yan Mingyong played with the delicate little dart in his hand, with a faint expression, "Are you sure he believes it?"
"I saw it with my own eyes."
"Go down, let people keep staring."
"Yes!"
Zi Jinwei left, Yan Mingyong put down his darts, looked at the person fixed by the torture instrument on the wall, smiled, "Don't want to tell the truth?"
The delicate and dying man moved but remained silent.
"It's spine." Yan Mingyong got up, walked in slowly, and said, "You don't know, your baby lover is now crowned king, and it's beautiful. The father also chose a few good ladies for him. We will get married when we pick a good day."
The handsome man finally had a reaction, and after looking up at him, he struggled frantically, his blood-stained face looked hideous, roaring hoarse and desperate.
"Not reconciled? Painful?" Yan Mingyong didn't care about his hatred eyes, turned back to sit down on the chair, and continued, "The son of the Shangshu of the Tangtang Department of Criminal Justice, he turned into what he is now for a man who just used you. It’s so pitiful. Do you know that besides you, my Seventh Brother has several "confidantes" like you. I heard that there is a young man named Hangeul who is particularly favored. That Hangeul... is your good friend. Bar?"
The handsome man's eyes were cracking, his chest was violently up and down, painful sobbing from his throat, and tears gradually slipped down his wide-open eyes.
"Do you want to talk?" Yan Mingyong picked up the dart again and played slowly.
After a quarter of an hour, the handsome man finally calmed down, took a deep breath, and said expressionlessly, "I will tell you what you want to know, but I have the conditions. You have to tell me who the'confidantes' are."
Yan Mingyong nodded and agreed, got up after taking a look at the time, and dropped the dart, "De'an, you come to interrogate him." After speaking, he walked out. There was a long delay, and it was time for him to go back to sleep with Le'er. Walking out of the artificial mountain outside the dark prison entrance, he was about to put on the cape and hat, and a familiar voice came from the top of the artificial mountain, with a gloomy tone.
"So you are sleepy during the day, because you ran here at night to'appreciate the scenery'?"
Yan Mingyong's hat movement became stiff, turned around and looked up at the person sitting on the rockery, pursing his lips, "Le'er."
Ye Zhizhou jumped off the rockery, sneered and sneered, "He even fainted me on purpose, eh? You'd better give me a reliable explanation, otherwise..." As he said, his eyes swept from his waist below his thigh. Made a one-size-fits-all gesture.
Yan Ming couldn't help but clamped his legs.
The day before the autumn hunt, Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry suddenly issued a book of crimes in the early dynasty, stating all the unjust cases and wrong cases he deliberately committed in these years, which caused the Emperor Yan to become angry and killed a large number of officials mentioned in the book of crimes. . For a while, the courtiers were all in danger, and they caught their tails. The princes who have acted in their own way recently have all been honest, and hopefully hope that the people in their camp will not be implicated.
Yan Mingli slammed all the things in the study that could be thrown backwards, and then quickly handed a letter to the youngest son of the Criminal Department Shangshu, but he didn’t want people who had been responsive to him in the past to evade his meeting request this time, and even more later. He took his family and left the capital on the grounds of recuperating illness. That night, Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry committed suicide in the jail.
This incident finally sounded the alarm in Yan Mingli's heart. From the time he got An Chengjie's explosive formula, everything began to be out of control, and now even the biggest hidden pile betrayed him!
Someone must fix him behind his back, who would it be
He sat down at the table, thinking from the eldest prince from the queen to the five princes from the palace maid, but he still couldn't think of a clue. Finally, he set his sights on An Chengjie. All the mistakes started after contact with the other party, as well as those novelties that were “dedicated” to the emperor in the first place... It is not clear who is behind him, but there must be a problem with this An Chengjie!
Full of anger, he left the palace after disguising himself and went to Biezhuang on the outskirts of Beijing.
Seeing him coming, An Chengjie greeted him happily with a small sword-like thing, and said excitedly, "His Royal Highness, you came just right. I have designed a new hidden weapon that works with the poison developed by Doctor Feng to have a miraculous effect! You see , This is a semi-finished product."
"Oh? Hidden weapon?" Yan Mingli smiled and took the semi-finished product in his hand, squinting his eyes, "has the poison been smeared?"
An Chengjie didn't doubt that he was there, nodded and turned back, "It only wipes a little bit, it won't kill anyone, but it's enough to make the limbs weak. Please be careful, your lord, don't get it on it."
"Of course I will be careful." Yan Mingli raised his hand and patted his shoulder, suddenly leaned forward, and pierced the semi-finished product in his hand into his abdomen, then pressed his body and smiled, "Hidden weapon is something like this." But there is no way to dedicate it to the emperor, just give you the useless things."
His eyes widened, he looked down at the small sword stuck in his abdomen in disbelief, raised his hand to cover the wound, staggered back two steps, and looked at the elegant man with a distorted expression, "Your Majesty, you how so… "
The smile on Yan Mingli's face disappeared, she took out her handkerchief and wiped her hands, sneered, "For the betrayer, Yan Mingli has always had no patience. Come and take him to the dungeon, let the doctor watch don't die, Ben The king still has something to ask!"
betray? What does Yan Mingli mean
The wound was very painful, and a few black shadows were seen approaching in his swaying sight. He struggled for a while, but was rendered powerless by the poison that spread to his body, and finally gave up, losing consciousness full of doubts and unwillingness.
[The probability of Yan Mingli falling in love with the protagonist has dropped to 20%, please keep the host's efforts. ]
Ye Zhizhou turned off the light screen and continued to slowly flip through the book, completely ignoring Yan Mingyong who was looking straight at him.
"Le'er." Yan Mingyong called out to him pitifully, with the aggrieved and pleading expression on his face, it looked very pitiful. It's a pity that Ye Zhizhou, who knew exactly what virtue he was, had long been immune to this, and didn't even lift his eyelids.
Since the night of the rockery, Ye Zhizhou has started a unilateral cold war. No matter how Yan Mingyong coaxes it, it’s not good to coax it. Of course, in Ye Zhizhou’s view, the behavior of changing the subject is not like coaxing people at all, but more like pouring on fire. Oil!
Yan Mingyong pursed his lips. Seeing that the trick of pretending to be pitiful didn't work, he lowered his head and was silent for a while, suddenly got up and closed all the palace doors, then stood in front of Ye Zhizhou and took away his book.
Ye Zhizhou, who had been observing his movements secretly, raised his eyebrows, looked up at him, and said nothing.
Yan Mingyong put the book aside, raised his hand, and untied his belt.
Ok? What is this? He was very puzzled, but remembering that the two were still in a cold war, he suppressed the urge to speak.
The black belt slid to the ground, followed by the golden crown with the hair tied, and the recently fattened arms were exposed from the sliding sleeves, glowing with a warm light in the warm afternoon sun. The thin fingers were put on the belt, and slowly pulled apart.
Damn it! What are you going to do, boy bear!