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Chapter 6 Red Makeup (9)

Chapter 6 Red Makeup (Nine)

"this……"

"His Majesty……?"

I thought that Guo Wei might refuse, but Wang Jun and others never expected that Guo Wei would say such compassionate and kind words. Suddenly, many of the words that were prepared in advance were not the courage to say them again, and they all blushed with embarrassment.

In terms of age, Guo Wei is not the longest among the people. In terms of power, no one can be better than the emperor. However, since successfully supporting Guo Wei ascended the throne, almost everyone has carried three or four concubines at home. They all think that heroes and beauties complement each other. However, no one has ever thought about how young beauties should be treated by themselves after the white-haired hero dies?

While awkwardly, he heard Guo Wei sigh and whisper: "I have taken over your feelings. I just feel that the country that Guo has built up with blood should not fall into the hands of foreign surnames. Today, Guo will give everyone a clear word. First of all, Jungui is the nephew of Chai, not a foreign surname. Secondly, even if God pleads with me in the future, Jungui will always be the crown prince and will never be allowed to change! What will happen if the lord is young and strong ministers are all experienced by you personally. It really shouldn't be, and there is no need to go through it again. Feng Shumi, your leader of scholars in the world. Come here, remember my words today and spread them to the world for me. I have only one crown prince in this life, Guo Rong. From now on, if anyone prospers and decrees again, I will cut his head with my own hands!"

After the words came to a loud voice. Wang Jun, Wang Yin and others were so scared that their faces were pale and they didn't know how to deal with it! But Feng Dao, who had been timid for a lifetime, suddenly stepped forward and bowed to the ground, "My, Feng Dao, Deputy Envoy of Privy Councilor, obey the order! Feng Dao, Deputy Envoy of Privy Councilor of Great Zhou, thanks His Majesty for his kindness!"

"Feng Kedao?" Privy Councilor Wang Jun had no courage to directly stroke Guo Wei's tiger beard, but had enough courage to threaten any colleague. He immediately turned his head and glared at Feng Dao.

Once again, what everyone never expected was that Feng Dao, the old man in Changle who had been timid all his life, suddenly became brave today. He didn't even look at Wang Jun, raised a glass cup with one hand and declared loudly. "The old minister swears that he would rather be crushed to pieces than spread His Majesty's words today. If there is any violation, I wish you such a cup!"

After saying that, he threw the glass cup to the ground and suddenly fell to pieces!

"Crash!" The crisp sound broke the noise in the lobby and attracted all eyes in an instant.

"It's so early today. The old minister is back to write a book. Your Majesty, my colleagues, I'll see you tomorrow!" Feng Dao, the old man in Changle, who has always been versatile and pursues "spoiling on his face" all his life, looked like a different person, holding his head up and stalking out.

"Okay! OK!" Emperor Guo Wei immediately laughed and tugged his palms, then raised the wine cup high, "Duke Changle, I have known you for so many years, but today I feel that you live like a man! Come on, everyone, drink a lot, I can congratulate you!"

"Drink to your Majesty and to the Great Zhou Dynasty!" Zheng Renhui immediately laughed and raised a cup, echoing Guo Weiyao.

"Drink, drink!" Fan Zhi and Wang Pu looked at each other and quickly raised the wine cup to the top of his head.

"Drink! Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Drinking for the Great Zhou!"

Most of the guests in the room didn't know what had happened just now, so they got up in a mess and swallowed siphons.

"Drink, drink!" The initiator Wang Jun had no choice but to smile bitterly and raise the cup and pour the wine into his throat.

He has never been a person who is willing to admit defeat easily, even though there is a faint murderous intent in Guo Wei's words today. He does not believe that Chai Rong, who is impatient and full of martial arts, will be a qualified crown prince. Just as Chai Rong never believed that Wang Jun was a qualified chief assistant of the dynasty. Today's preparations are a little rough, so he accidentally lost a game. And the years are long, sooner or later, he believes that he can make Guo Wei give up today's decision, re-arrange the future for all the old brothers!

"Okay, I'm here, someone will definitely be restrained. I'm back, Jungui, please greet the guests for the fat guy!" Guo Wei clearly understood Wang Jun's character and did not want to have any troubles at Zheng Ziming's wedding. He lit up the wine cup to everyone and said with a smile.

"Go back to the palace!" The eunuch immediately dragged his voice and announced the departure of His Majesty the Emperor.

The guests quickly stood up and saw him off. When Guo Wei's ceremonial guard went far away, they returned to the lobby one after another and continued to drink happily. Most of the people present did not notice. Just when everyone was surrounding the groom to persuade him to drink, the Great Zhou Dynasty experienced the storm. They did not realize how far-reaching impact the Emperor Guo Wei's words and actions today will have on the situation and future of the entire Central Plains!

The banquet started at noon and lasted until the moon went up the west building. After seeing off all the guests, the drunk groom Zheng Ziming was placed on the soft collapse and sent the servants to carry them into the bridal chamber. Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the wing room specially reserved for the guests to have a tea and rest.

"Wang Xiufeng's move today is equivalent to making a clear formation. He wants to fight to the death with you, brother. Thanks to His Majesty's wise wisdom, he rejected his request on the spot and took the opportunity to determine your position as the prince again!" Zhao Kuangyin took out a pill of wine prepared by the ancestor Chen Tuan, and swallowed it in one bite. Then he ate several mouthfuls of strong tea and gasped.

"Fan Zhi is too soft-hearted, Wang Pu's political life is too short, and he has not adapted to the dangers of the court. The two of them can only be regarded as being forced to make up the numbers by Wang Xiufeng, which is not worth worrying!" Chai Rong smiled, took out a sober pill and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly, while shook his head gently. "As for Fan Aineng, He Hui and others, they just hold a grudge against me after taking office, and start counting the soldiers and eliminating the old and weak, so that they can't continue to eat half of the empty salary. Such people are mothers who have milk.

, As long as this round of army reorganization is over, more food and money will be paid to them as compensation, the party will be changed immediately. What is really worthy of attention is Wang Jun and Wang Yin. Since the news of the third brother's trip to Liaodong was leaked, I and the two of them have been completely in a state of turmoil. Therefore, it is not surprising that they try every means to alienate the father-son relationship between me and Your Majesty. If one day they suddenly show their favor to me, then I really have to be one hundred and twenty cautions!"

"This, this, indeed!" Zhao Kuangyin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed silently. "It is true that the two of them suddenly took the initiative to show their kindness to you, which is really worth worrying. But as the saying goes, three of them become tigers..."

"It's okay, I believe in my own father, just as my own father believes in me!" Chai Rong picked up the tea bowl and sucked it, interrupting with a smile, "Apart from the trust of his adoptive father, everything else is ultimately a matter of strength. Now that he is with his adoptive father, Wang Xiufeng and Wang Yin, no matter how hard he is, he can't touch a hair. And if one day his adoptive father suddenly let go, if our brothers don't have the strength to compete with the old man Wang Jun, then it's probably a lot of danger!"

"It will never be like this. Ziming, I, Gao Huaide, are enough to control most of Hebei! As long as the elder brother gives the order, he can turn his troops south and let those old men see what is the real elite of a hundred battles!" Zhao Kuangyin immediately took over the conversation and gritted his teeth.

"It's not that time. The adoptive father was born in the army and had always been strong!" Seeing that he was speaking so firmly, Chai Rong smiled and shook his head, "As long as the adoptive father can continue to support me for five years, I can let Wang Jun and Wang Jun go home to support me without spending a soldier. The first thing you and Ziming need to do now is not to control Hebei, but to continue to build elite soldiers in the way of the Cangzhou army. Since ancient times, winning internal struggles is not considered a skill. Only by being able to curb foreign races outside the country can you be called heroes. If Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty did not defeat the Turks, it would be not an exaggeration to kill his brother, slaughter his brother, and force his father to do all the work, it would be better to compete with Jie and Zhou!"

"Brother, don't worry!" Zhao Kuangyin was so excited that he slapped the table hard, and made a deep promise, "After returning to Hebei, I will definitely work hard to assist Ziming..."

"It's not that you want you to assist Ziming, but that you stand up and build a new army by yourself!" Chai Rong waved his hand and interrupted with a smile again, "Zi Ming's offering of troops this time is equivalent to digging the ancestral graves of some people. In a short period of time, he will definitely become the target of public criticism. Therefore, you, the second brother, have to stand up and take more responsibility, so as not to let him show off in the forest alone."

"I understand!" Zhao Kuangyin smiled and nodded happily, "I understand, don't worry, brother, just like stopping wine for him tonight, as long as I am here, no one can think of..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He raised his hand and plucked it into his pocket, took out another sober pill, shook it under the lamp, and hesitated: "The sober pills of our two are given by Fu Yaozi. Fu Yaozi is Ziming's master. How could Ziming get drunk so quickly? Could it be that the ancestor Fu Yaozi gave us elixirs, but he forgot to take care of him, his disciple?"

"How is it possible! We're fooled, this damn Zheng Xiaofei!" Chai Rong suddenly realized, waved his arms, and couldn't laugh or cry. "It's a good thing that our brothers are worried that he can't get into the bridal chamber tonight. This guy, this guy is really..."

"This guy looks honest on the surface!" Zhao Kuangyin pointed at Chai Rong's nose and laughed, "Forget it, we are both unlucky. You can't break through now and ask him if he is pretending to be drunk?"

"This guy, don't let me see you tomorrow!" Chai Rong shook his head helplessly, curled his lips, and turned his eyes out the window.

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs on the corner of the room. The flowing light is like gauze, illuminating the tranquility between the world.

A few rays of breeze carried a feather and slowly flew out of Chai Rong's sight. Slowly flew over the high wall, over the arch, and then turned around in the garden, falling gently on a window with candlelight.

In the window, Zheng Ziming gently pulled out Chang Wanying's hairpin, letting her long black hair fall on her milky white collarbone like a waterfall, splashing ripples.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen enough after so long?" Chang Wanying smiled and raised her head, her eyes flowing, and her red lips were as beautiful as fire.

At this time, nothing matters. What matters is that you have to take action. Zheng Ziming smiled knowingly and lowered his head decisively. Seeing the four red lips getting closer and closer, a chuckle suddenly came from behind the bamboo forest outside the window, "Brother Zheng, you have only opened one of the two veils. On the other side, should you wait until dawn?"

"Ah!" Zheng Ziming's body stiffened and all movements stopped abruptly.

"Hu Yanyun! Did you agree not to help each other?" Chang Wanying's face suddenly became ashamed as if it was on fire. She jumped out of the window, and her palms turned into two lightning bolts.
Chapter completed!
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