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Any coup requires an excuse. The Empress Dowager and the Left Prime Minister can obviously make one easily. As long as Dongfeng City makes Zhaohua messy, she will have an excuse to rebel. However, Yu Zimu did not, he was not a member of the royal family, he did not
Orthodox royal blood, so he needs an excuse.
Dong Qianmo is undoubtedly his best partner, but Yu Zimu is not a stupid person either. Dong Qianmo's ambition can be hidden from others, but Yu Zi's purpose cannot be hidden from him.
Just as Dong Qianmo was sure of him: "You have no choice."
Yes, he has no choice. The only way out now is to join forces with Dong Qianmo to turn Shangguan Minglu and Zuo first. Hong Fangyi and Shangguan Zuoyu have fought for a lifetime. What will be the final outcome? It is just one
The word "death" is just the word "Hong Fang Yi" loses because he has not seen the current situation clearly. No matter how powerful the left prime minister has, he is not as great as the lord of the harem.
Dong Qianmo curled his lips coldly, Yu Zimu was also an uneasy thing. If Hong Fangyi's closed disciple was too simple, it would be boring.
Ni Sheng happened to look back and see his sneer, and his big eyes blinked innocently: "What's your expression? I'm asking you!"
Uh? He was a little overwhelmed.
"What's wrong with that boy in Dongfeng City?" She repeated helplessly.
Dong Qianmo looked at her with a very strange look, "The emperor was busy with business operations every day, and was a little tired. He was busy reviewing memorials all night last night, and rushed here again this morning."
The implication is that you are a disaster! Ni Sheng curled his lips unhappily, "You are really hard-working!" He said this, but she also knew that the time when the Empress Dowager disappeared was just the time when he grasped the court.
, If you miss this opportunity and want to remove some ** from the root, it is impossible.
"Has it started?" She was so sad that she rolled up her sleeves to make a big fuss.
Dong Qianmo's eyes twitched, and he was quite confident. It was really rare to see her masterpiece that could scare people with only three strokes. He held his forehead and sighed, "You draw it first, I'll give it a respect."
Come again?! Damn, this is too powerful to let go of water? Dong Nisheng almost shook the pen in his hand, raised his head and yelled in grief: Do you look down on others too much? Is Dong Nisheng here with you
I feel so unbearable? Isn’t it just a painting? Dong Nisheng can hold a pen at the age of three, so who can’t paint ghosts?
He swung his pen and started to create. "Sheng'er?" He softened his ears, Dong Nisheng turned around in surprise, and there was nothing behind him.
Huh? She clearly heard Uncle Jiu call her. She buried her head in a little depressed manner and continued to smear (not a typo), and then petrified the next second...Facts proved that her popularity was really not overwhelming.
The corners of her mouth were twitching, and the pen in her hand almost fell on the work of heaven and man. Her heart was a little timid, but it was okay!!! She patted her ** and she shook off the ink in her hand.
Pen.
After Dong Qianmo came back, he glanced at the picture of the peach blossom beauty on the table with his eyes and walked out without any expression.
She was scared again! Can these people let the water go so far? She is really so useless? But she hopes so too! Haha, it's great to have an uncle Ninth, and even this bad idea can be thought of.
That boy in Dongfeng City is not bad either!
So someone walked smoothly through the back door. Although he lost the first game, the next two games were rising steadily. Shangguan Zuoyu probably had no choice, so there was nothing behind him. The announcement of the little slave form
A squeak came out, which was generally praised for her ingenious "painting".
The calligraphy and painting were tested together, and the inscriptions and paintings were all in one event, which means that Dong Nisheng also passed three times, except for the one Zuo Xiao invigilance who was personally invigilating the exam. It is estimated that Uncle Jiu and him did not have the conditions.
The negotiation was completed, which made the old fox become furious.
She walked to the final race circle with a mercy. Uncle Jiu, the third madman and Zuo Xiang were all sitting there waiting. She smiled sweetly at Uncle Jiu, clenched her two fists, and almost ran over to him with excitement.
A hug.
Dong Yanqi sat in the corner and looked at the girl's cute look with her eyes raised slightly, and her eyes were filled with smiles. All of this was clearly seen by Shangguan Zuoyu, who was sitting on the side, and she felt angry.
Dong Yanqi didn't know the depth of this guy, and he didn't dare to offend him too much, so he couldn't force him. Now he could only stare at him.
Dong Qianmo maintained his usual gentle style and gave gifts to those around him who were not guilty of their wishes or sincere congratulations.
"If there is such a girl, it's so lucky for the Three Princes' Mansion!"
"Yes, yes, the third prince really has a baby daughter! He is so beautiful, skillful, and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If he is a man, he will definitely not lose to my stupid son."
"Mr. Fu has over the award." Dong Qianmo was really good, and such false praise could be tolerated. She had long heard it and had goose bumps all over the floor.
Suddenly, someone mentioned: "I wonder if the third prince intends to marry his daughter? I know the matchmaker in East Street, but do you want her to talk to the matchmaker?"
"Is there a good husband?" Someone added a little more heat. After this and the hairpin ceremony, everyone was interested in her lifelong affairs.
Nisheng looked at the sky and automatically ignored the conversations of these people. None of these princes and ministers actually asked the matchmaker on the East Street to come to match her. She was also a dignified Princess Zhaohua, and the late emperor.
The position of princess who was granted by the emperor was derogatory to her identity as a maid on the street.
Dong Qianmo smiled softly and shook his wide sleeves, but Dong Nisheng didn't miss the sinister flashing through his eyes. Humph, he also knew the intentions of these people, but his patience was usually for others.
He is the best, of course, except for her Dong Nisheng!
Zuo Xiang stood up at this time, his old fox eyes were quite disgusted with watching the show. "From the original view, the third prince might as well marry your daughter to my Xiechuan, so we can also kiss you."
A sentence suddenly stopped the discussion around. Dong Nisheng raised his eyebrows and just accepted Shangguan Zuoyu's sarcasm in his anger. She didn't like him looking at him like this, and subconsciously she remembered it.
There was a quarrel between him and Uncle Jiu in the pavilion.
"But I don't have this opportunity in my house, but I see that the princess's hair bun seems to have already fallen in love with someone." A sentence woke up the dreamer, and the quiet and weird surroundings began to discuss it stutter again.
stand up.
Ni Sheng looked at the third madman in confusion. Seeing that the third madman had deep eyes, he glanced at him and smiled and said to Zuo Xiangdao, "The little girl is naughty, she likes to play pranks since she was a child. This is what everyone in Beijing knows about. Zuo Xiangdao
Why did you make such a difficult time on the day of your little girl and your hairpin?"
Although the words of the three madmen were soft, even the fool could hear the threat.
Shangguan Zuoyu's crisscrossing old faces slid a sarcastic sneered, and he wanted to say something, but behind him a voice that was warmer than the spring breeze, which made people tremble: "The third brother is joking, this time
It’s the masterpiece of Ninth Brother. Don’t blame Sheng’er.”
Everyone turned around and saw the young man in white standing up slowly, smiling, the city was prosperous and the fireworks were scattered. This was the most beautiful prince in Zhaohua Kingdom.
Dong Qianmo's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything. After looking at him, he glanced at a white figure standing in the corridor. He turned around in surprise - Wanyan stood behind the beams and pillars with a veil on his face, and saw Dong Qianmo looking at him.
, nodded symbolically.
Still as cold as ever! He didn't feel a little laughed. The tenderness that had been waiting for ten years was just a fake show. She had never laughed when she entered his third prince's door?
Shangguan Zuoyu shouted coldly: "Nine Prince, it's not true. Have you ever thought about the consequences when you treat a woman who is unmarried in Yunying like this? She is young and ignorant. Is your Nine Prince still young?"
All the officials looked at each other and remained silent in a tacit understanding. No one above could afford to offend him.
Dong Nisheng was a little confused, just one end! As for it? And the old man is so fierce. Do you think her ninth uncle is easy to bully?
She pushed left and right, entered the pavilion, stood in front of the left prime minister, put her hands on her hips and cursed regardless of her image: "Sir Zuo Gong, right? Is this princess who combs her hair and wants you to be picky here,
I've combed my hair on your hair? Look at how disgusting your hair is? Do you know? Don't envy others if you don't have hair combing. You're stingy, don't know if this princess is wearing a hairpin today? Are you
I'm just trying to be angry with the princess, right?"
Tears rolled down. Don't worry, although this girl could cry, she wouldn't be so cheap. These tears had a great momentum for the words she received: "You court officials, each of you has the ability to make a fortune in the court.
You can make money, why are you here to earn me? Are you bullying me now without the protection of the emperor? The emperor's uncle's life is not there, but I didn't see me Dong Nisheng and the hairpin, and he has gone to hell.
I can't close my eyes." She pointed to the three-foot god above her head, and there was more indignation in her voice.
"Can't you see it? The emperor's uncle looked at me from above, watching how my Dong Nisheng grew up, and watching his beloved niece standing here today. He wanted to see me happy,
But what are you doing? Don’t forget that you are just ministers of Zhaohua. You will always be ministers for one day. Don’t think about turning the world. Even if you go to hell, you will still be obedient when you meet my uncle.
Scream 'Long live the emperor'."
Her words were so heavy that the court officials were indeed different in their expressions. The left prime minister looked so embarrassed that he wanted to speak but stopped. Yes, when the late emperor was alive, everyone could see her favor. If the late emperor was here
, I guess she, Dong Nisheng, would still give her half of the emperor in the world today.
Dong Nisheng breathed a sigh of relief. She borrowed the emperor's love for her at the beginning and did whatever she wanted. However, few people knew about the emperor's murderous thoughts, so it was okay to get away with it today.
If Shangguan Zuoyu hadn't pestered her and Uncle Jiu, she wouldn't have said these unpleasant words. But she was still a little proud in her heart. In this Zhaohua Kingdom, she dared to provoke her Dongni.
There are really not many people in Sheng!
So what about the important officials of the court? After all, aren’t they the emperor’s dogs? It’s just that some dogs will bite people if they have a temper!