@@In Chang'an in autumn, dead leaves are falling.

For meat eaters, this is the most enjoyable time.

It's neither cold nor hot, and it's slightly cool in the morning and evening. Not to mention the feeling of sleeping in under a quilt.

In the opera garden, the emperor and his concubines were watching the singing and dancing.

"Sanlang." The imperial concubine raised her glass with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"My body feels good these days and I feel much lighter." The emperor raised his glass.

Han Shitou was very happy beside him, as if the emperor was happy.

The emperor slowly drank a glass of wine and said, "Liang Jing has been a little quiet recently."

Liang Jing was a fierce dog he raised, but now this fierce dog is a little weak.

The imperial concubine sighed: "The abbot has been quite friendly with His Majesty recently."

What Liang Jing needs to bite is Yang Songcheng and others, but now that the emperor and Yang Songcheng have joined forces, Liang Jing has no place to use them. If his sister was not in the palace and was still favored, Liang Jing would have to worry about being cooked by lackeys.

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The emperor was silent for a moment, "Recently, Saburo has been a little too active."

This was to ask Liang Jing to turn his gun on the King of Yue.

But the King of Yue and Yang Songcheng were in the same group!

This is hunting cattle across mountains.

But this will destroy the hard-won good situation. What is the emperor thinking?

The imperial concubine smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that the King of Yue will be dissatisfied."

--Let's stop playing hide and seek, please give us a signal!

The imperial concubine straightened her chest, and the emperor's eyes moved slightly, "I heard someone say the day before yesterday that Saburo has the appearance of a wise king?" Isn't this seeking death?

The imperial concubine was stunned, and then said: "I will look for my brother later."

The emperor coughed dryly and said, "His time in the Ministry of War is not short. Let me take a look and mention it at least."

If you want to make a fierce dog obedient, you must give it enough meat.

This point would not be ignored by the emperor who was experienced in raising dogs.

Can my brother be promoted?

The imperial concubine thought about it carefully. It seems that there are no important positions in the court that are vacant!

After Raman Tobe left, the emperor appointed his closest confidant to take over.

There are no vacancies in the six departments, and the same is true for the three provinces.

Honglu Temple seems to be missing... But going to places like that would mean moving to the left for Liang Jing.

She glanced at the emperor and knew that she had tested enough today. If she continued, she might arouse suspicion.

Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. The emperor who looks doting on his face may turn out to be as cold as ice the next moment.

"Thank you, Jiro!"

The emperor smiled and raised his glass, and later called Han Shitou.

"Knock the third one!"

"There are many slaves."

Han Shitou left the palace and went to Prince Yue's Mansion.

"Second brother is here."

The King of Yue went out to greet him with an overjoyed look on his face. Han Shitou avoided his salute and said, "Your Majesty has sent this slave to have something to say."

The King of Yue immediately straightened his body.

Han Shitou said with a cold face, "Books are good things. Reading makes people sensible. The Tang Dynasty governed the country with filial piety, but there is no such thing in the king's recent articles. Farewell!"

"Second brother..."

The King of Yue chased him out in confusion and did not dare to give him any benefits. Han Shitou was rich and never accepted gifts when he went out.

"Second brother, can you give me some advice? I'm very grateful." The King of Yue lowered his attitude.

Han Shitou held the horse rein in his hand and turned around: "There are still things in the palace waiting for the slaves to deal with. There is a chamberlain who, relying on the attention of the superiors, got carried away and talked nonsense. Such people should be beaten!"

The King of Yue saluted and said seriously: "Thank you, second brother, for your advice."

Han Shitou left, and the King of Yue turned around, his face ashen, "Check! Whoever has said nonsense recently, investigate strictly!"

He went to the study by himself, not reading, but practicing calligraphy.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Dongping came in.

The King of Yue was still writing, "Speak!"

Zhao Dongping said: "The day before yesterday, one of our officials drunkenly said to someone, Your Majesty..."

Look!"

The King of Yue held a writing brush in his hand and "ordered him to report that he was sick at home, and then... drove him away."

"I'm afraid it's not enough." Zhao Dongping said, "How about killing him?"

There are good hands in the palace of the King of Yue. It is not difficult to make the official look like he died of illness. The King of Yue shook his head and said, "Aye Shan is jealous. If he kills that person, it will be concealed in Aye's eyes."

Zhao Dongping smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, how difficult it is."

The King of Yue smiled and said, "As a son, you should fulfill your filial piety, as long as Aye is happy."

Zhao Dongping nodded, and King Yue took a step back, "How about looking at the word "I"?

Zhao Dongping took a step forward and glanced sideways.

It's all one word.

Tolerate!

"Good words!"

The King of Yue put down his pen and said, "It's dealt with."

Zhao Dongping got a spittoon, filled it with water, and soaked the piece of paper with the word "forbearance" written on it in it.

After rubbing it a few times, the words were blurred, but there was some turbid ink in the water. It looked like the weather outside at the moment.

Slightly cool and gloomy.

On the second day, the King of Yue went to court as usual.

"Second brother didn't come?"

Outside the palace gate, the King of Yue asked.

The guard said: "King Wei hasn't come yet."

The King of Yue looked back, "Maybe there is something going on at home!"

.....

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from the palace. They say they would like to invite you into the palace to discuss something." "No time!"

King Wei, carrying a basket on his back and dressed in cloth, shouted towards the backyard: "Sister, I'm going out."

Sister Huang's voice came from the backyard, "Remember to go to Luo's house to buy their candy."

"Got it!"

King Wei went out and prepared to go to the door.

Ding Chang said with a grimace, "Your Majesty, you haven't been to the palace much recently."

"What are you worried about?" King Wei tilted the door panel into the slot, straightened it, and slowly slid it toward the middle.

"As time goes by, the king is forgotten outside!"

"The power is in the hands of Aye, Yang Songcheng and others. There has been a fierce fight between them recently. Why did I come to the palace? To see them flirting with each other, like they share a strange bed."

Ding Chang praised: "The word "fellow bedfellows" is used very well!"

The alliance between the emperor and Yang Songcheng and others was not like bedfellows.

"What Yang Songcheng wants is the identity of the future emperor's grandfather. In the final analysis, what he wants is power. But Aye also wants power. They joined forces because of Northern Xinjiang, but privately they have plans for themselves. Ersha

I'm deceitful, hypocritical, and it looks disgusting. I won't go today."

"Yes. By the way, where are you going, Your Majesty?" Chief Ding said, "How about I follow you, my old slave?"

"I'm going to buy groceries, are you going too?" King Wei closed the last door panel, locked it, turned around and clapped his hands.

"Old slave..."
To be continued...