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- The emperor took Zheng Fan into a side hall, inside, there was an armchair;
As if he was afraid that someone would rob him, the emperor took a step forward and sat on it. He lay back and the chair shook slightly back and forth.
Immediately afterwards,
The emperor pointed to a swing-like cradle hanging beside him,
road;
"You sit there. This is based on the layout of your house when you lived in your house before, but it doesn't feel so comfortable to sit on. It's so deep that your feet don't even touch the ground."
Zheng Fan walked to the cradle swing,
standing,
Reach out,
pushed the cradle;
The cradle swings back and forth,
forward,
back,
forward,
back;
Sitting on the armchair and looking at the emperor here, with an unbelievable look on his face, he couldn't help cursing:
"Your surname is Zheng, you are a fucking talent!"
Prince Pingxi said calmly;
"If you have a bad waist, you just can't bear it."
"You fart!"
"If the waist is good, everything is possible, everything can be relied on, and everything in the world can be relied on, only if it can't be done, how can it be unexpected?"
"¡¡"emperor.
Eunuch Wei moved a chair over, and Zheng Fan sat down very familiarly.
At this time,
Several court ladies and eunuchs walked to the emperor's chair with what appeared to be rouge and gouache, and began to help the emperor put on makeup.
At first, Zheng Fan thought it was for the emperor to be radiant during the next banquet, but he gradually realized that this was not the case.
The emperor's face was deliberately painted pale, and even the skin outside the dragon robe was deliberately modified, making it looka little older, with every detail, including the fingernails.
"What is this for?"
"Didn't your surname Zheng put eyeliner in the capital?" the emperor asked back.
"What are you doing all this effort for?"
"Really not?"
Zheng Fan stretched out his finger to Eunuch Wei who was standing beside him:
"Eunuch Wei."
"" Eunuch Wei.
The emperor smiled and said: "Since I confirmed that you were going to the capital two months ago, I have tried to reduce the number of times I show up, and even if I do show up, I will deliberately dress up.
In the eyes of many close ministers, I am about to die.
This rumor should have been passed on by now, but it hasn't spread to the people yet.
This time you have entered Beijing, in the eyes of many important ministers, it means that you are entrusting your loneliness.
in short,
It is to arrange funeral affairs. "
"Tossing around."
The blind man assured Zheng Fan that the operation would go smoothly and the risk could be reduced to a very low level, so in Zheng Fan's mind, this time it was just a process.
"I am the emperor, I have to be responsible, if I don't make some preparations in advance, if something happens, how should I deal with the situation?
Let yourself out of the wind early, your body is failing, and you, Zheng Fan, are the person I have appointed to support the orphan, and no matter what you want to do at that time, it will be justified. "
"Okay, okay." Zheng Fan waved his hand, "Eunuch Wei, where's the tea?"
"Yes, my lord."
Eunuch Wei immediately served tea.
Zheng Fan took a sip,
Put down the teacup,
Close your eyes, as if you are resting;
But he still opened his mouth and said; "It's also difficult for you."
Things, at this point, it is no longer possible to say that the emperor is deliberately acting for the sake of "friendship", or in other words, when he has given everything and everything, it doesn't matter whether he is acting or not.
Throughout the ages, Ji Laoliu is probably the only emperor who can put his authority on the dragon chair and confide his heart to such an extent.
Of course, there are also factors in which he is different from those powerful officials, but in essence, Ji Chengjue has indeed inherited the heart and spirit of the late emperor;
As expected of the prince who is most like his father.
The emperor is still wearing makeup,
open the mouth;
"Surnamed Zheng, do you think I am a good emperor? I mean, if you count what we will do in a few years."
"It's too close to see the real thing, and the distance creates beauty."
"OkayWe all took the lead, and many ministers knelt down in tears.
Of course, many ministers began to shout:
"No, absolutely not, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, how could this man be allowed to steal this position!"
"Your Majesty, the Great Yan River is in danger!"
The minister who shouted these words was immediately forcibly helped out by a group of eunuchs, and the action was very fast.
This is the will of the Son of Heaven,
When the emperor sent Dayan's first-class powerful vassal king to the position of regent, it was really difficult to form resistance. This may be much easier and more convenient than after Zheng Fan led the army into the capital.
After all, you can't let the big guys ask: why did your Majesty rebel?
at the same time,
All the troops stationed in Dayan will also receive secret decrees from the emperor.
an emperor,
The road of usurping the powerful officials has been paved firmly, and even flowers are planted;
Zheng Fan was still standing, even though the sound of kneeling down to the "Regent" kept coming from below;
The emperor leaning on the dragon chair,
Reached out and grabbed Zheng Fan's python robe sleeve,
Gently tugged,
no response,
Pulled again,
Zheng Fan turned around;
The emperor stretched out his hand,
Gently pat the empty space of the dragon chair beside him,
road;
"Sit down."
Once, when no one was around, the newly enthroned emperor secretly took Zheng Fan to sit on a dragon chair and asked him how he felt;
This time,
Under the watchful eyes of all, the emperor once again issued an invitation.
Zheng Fan took two steps back,
On the dragon chair,
Sit down.
This night,
Above, under the vast sky, the lone moon hangs high;
Below, on the Dayan Dragon Chair, there are two figures.
Leaning sideways on the dragon chair,
The emperor with a "sick face",
suddenly said:
"The one surnamed Zheng, I suddenly feel that it doesn't matter whether this disease is curable or not.?¡ - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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