Hu Xiaotian said: "When Xiaotian was in Mingyue Palace, he once witnessed a talented man sending a picture of bees picking flowers to Princess Anping. Later, she politely rejected it. That painting was painted by Wen Boyuan himself."
The purpose of revealing the matter was to dissuade the emperor from sending Wen Boyuan there. Traveling with Wen Boyuan would definitely cause trouble.
Long Yelin looked at Hu Xiaotian quietly: "You mean..."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Wen Boyuan has always had an admiration for Her Royal Highness the Princess. It is of great importance to send the Princess to Yongdu to get married. I am worried that General Wen will be emotional. I am afraid it would be inappropriate to send him there."
Long Yelin frowned: "Is this true?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "If the emperor doesn't believe it, you can send him for questioning."
Long Yelin said: "My imperial sister is extremely beautiful. There are many princes, generals and ministers who admire her. Even Wen Boyuan admires her elegance. It is not a sin."
Hu Xiaotian said: "But knowing clearly that the emperor has betrothed the princess to the seventh prince of Yong Dynasty, he still encouraged the literary talent to give the painting to the princess. This intention is worth questioning."
Yin Zheng stood aside obediently, not daring to express his anger. The less present he was now, the better. He admired Hu Xiaotian to the extreme. This bold old man was so fat. He even dared to slander the grand master's son.
, if Taishi Wen and his son were to know about it at this time, how could they be lenient to him? Little did he know that Hu Xiaotian was paving the way for shirking responsibility in the future.
Long Yelin said: "I have already promised Grand Master Wen. How can I change what I have said? It is not a bad thing to let Wen Bo go away. This incident can just test his loyalty to me."
Hu Xiaotian said in his heart, I am not afraid that you will let him go. He has already made up his mind. If he can persuade the emperor to withdraw his order to send Wen Bo far away, then it will be much easier to rescue Princess Anping. If not, it will be nothing more than the future.
He tried to find a way to put the responsibility on Wen Boyuan. Hu Xiaotian said: "Your Majesty, about the Mingyue Palace, Wen Taishi and his son have always been worried about Xiaotian. They went to Yongdu Mountain for a long time, and Xiaotian was worried..."
Long Yelin smiled and said: "After all, you are still worried that Wen Boyuan is targeting you. In this way, I will clarify your division of labor. You will be responsible for taking care of the princess's food and daily life during the journey, and Wen Boyuan will be responsible for the safety and security during the journey. The two of you will each
If you perform your duties, there will naturally be no conflicts."
Since the emperor had spoken to this extent, Hu Xiaotian naturally couldn't say anything more and could only kowtow and thank him.
Long Yelin seemed a little tired, yawned and said, "I'm a little tired. You can go back."
When Hu Xiaotian saw that the emperor was not moved by him, he was inevitably a little disappointed. He could only kowtow and leave, and Yin Zheng sent him out the door.
Hu Xiaotian had just walked out of Xuanwei Palace and met Ji Feihua who came to see the emperor. Hu Xiaotian quickly stepped forward to salute. Ji Feihua was startled when she saw Hu Xiaotian appearing here, but she did not ask. Her phoenix eyes swept over Hu Xiaotian's face.
He glanced at her and walked towards Xuanwei Palace without saying a word. Ji Feihua came here as summoned by Long Yelin. Long Yelin asked him to accompany him on a trip to Piaomiao Mountain.
Long Yelin stood on the bow of the ship, staring at the Yaochi in the night, his mood rising and falling like the tide. He thought that by overthrowing his father and ascending to the throne, he would be able to fulfill his wish and become the emperor of Dakang, respected by everyone. But he never expected to ascend the throne.
After that, you have to be controlled by others everywhere.
Ji Feihua appeared behind him quietly, spread out her golden mink fur and put it on Long Yelin's shoulders, and said softly: "The night is cold and the wind is cold, so the emperor should take care of the dragon's body."
Long Yelin said: "Hu Xiaotian came to see me just now. He told me that he didn't want to be a marriage envoy."
Ji Feihua said calmly: "Oh? Maybe he has some concerns."
Long Yelin nodded and said: "He has a lot of things to worry about. This little eunuch is really simple."
Ji Feihua said: "Anyone in his position will always live a more cautious life. Not every time he can save his life."
Long Yelin said: "I can see that you like him very much."
Ji Feihua said: "Hu Xiaotian is smart and has some abilities. He cured your Majesty's sudden illness last time."
Long Yelin said: "It's really strange. I once heard that Hu Buwei's son was a fool. How could he suddenly become so smart and capable? His medical skills are actually very good."
Ji Feihua said: "So, most of the rumors from the outside world cannot be believed. It is difficult to say that something is true without seeing it with one's own eyes."
Long Yelin looked at Ji Feihua coldly and said, "It's not easy to recognize someone clearly."
Ji Feihua smiled and said: "It is rare for a person to be confused in his life. Feihua often thinks that it is not a bad thing for people to live a little confused. Why does the emperor need to think too much."
Long Yelin said: "It's rare to be confused, haha, it's easy to say." He understood the meaning of Ji Feihua's words in his heart. If he had been confused all his life, maybe Ji Feihua would never attack him and would be content with the status quo.
But how could he be willing to do so? As a descendant of the Long family, how could he just be so cowardly and at the mercy of others? How could he let the Long family fall into the hands of others?
People's moods are different, and the scenery they see is completely different. Long Yelin still remembers that Piaomiao Mountain used to be the place with the best scenery in the palace, but now Piaomiao Mountain looks eerie and terrifying. Long Yelin obviously hesitated before walking into Lingxiao Palace.
He woke up. This was the first time he had come here since he imprisoned his father here. When they were about to meet, he suddenly found that his mood had changed a lot. When he usurped the throne, he wished he could kill his father and then quickly,
As time went by, the hatred in his heart was still there, but it was not as strong as before. He thought that by ousting his father from the throne, he would be able to take control of Dakang, but he finally discovered that although he had succeeded in ascending to the throne,
Although he had succeeded to the throne, he was still just a puppet. If the person he hated most in the past was his father, and now the person he hated most was Ji Feihua, maybe Ji Feihua's existence shared a lot of hatred.
Long Yelin stopped in front of Lingxiao Palace and glanced at Ji Feihua. Ji Feihua smiled and said, "Feihua will not follow your majesty."
Long Yelin naturally didn't want Ji Feihua to follow him, but he didn't expect that Ji Feihua would be so understanding. He nodded and said, "That's fine." He took a deep breath and walked slowly into Lingxiao Palace. Looking at Long
Ye Lin's back, Ji Feihua's lips showed a sneer. He raised his head, and a black shadow appeared on the top of Lingxiao Palace like a ghost in the distance. The man in black clenched his right hand and put it on his heart.
He was wearing a bronze mask on his face, and the moonlight shone like water on his gray-white pupils, reflecting a strange light.
Long Xuanen sat on the dragon chair, looking quietly at his son walking towards him, with a nervous smile on his lips: "Who is here? Why don't you kneel down when you see me?" His eyes kept flashing back to his son's persecution.
When he abdicated the throne, he still remembered the hard kick his son gave him in the stomach, and it still hurts when he thinks of it. From now on, you are not allowed to call yourself "I" in front of me! Long Yelin's domineering words still remain
echoed in his ears. However, Long Xuanen still called himself me. He was not afraid of angering this rebellious son. When a person reached his stage, he had nothing to fear.
Long Yelin stopped and looked up at his father under the light. He hadn't seen him for half a year. His father seemed to be much older, but the speed of aging was probably not as fast as his own. Long Yelin felt as if he had suddenly entered old age.
Long Xuanen's deep eyes could detect the huge changes in his son almost at the first glance. If he was still very ambitious last time he saw him, now Long Yelin seems to have lost his spirit. Not everyone has the ability to govern a country.
, especially a country with such a vast territory.
Long Yelin said: "You seem to have forgotten what I once said."
Long Xuan'en laughed. He suddenly stood up and walked down shakily. He came to Long Yelin and knelt down with a plop. His move was obviously beyond Long Yelin's expectation. Long Xuan'en said
: "There is only one emperor in Dakang. You are the emperor. I kneel down to you. Good luck to the emperor. Good luck to the emperor. I wish you happy new year."
Long Yelin felt the blood in his body welling up, and his face was as hot as if he had been beaten. If a father knelt down for his son, wouldn't he want to offend God?
There was a muffled sound of Peng!, which made Long Yelin tremble in his heart. It was the sound of fireworks in the distance. Although the sound was not loud, Long Yelin was frightened by it.
Long Xuanen obviously heard the explosion, and he laughed and said: "The sky is thundering, the sky is thundering!"
Long Yelin looked at his somewhat crazy father and recalled the recent reports. It seemed that his father was indeed a little confused. He winked and saw the silent old eunuch Wang Qian standing in the distance. At this time, he dared to come over and pull Long Yelin away.
Xuan En helped him up from the ground: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't do it, you can't do it." In front of Long Yelin, he no longer dared to call him emperor. Only one emperor was allowed here.
Long Yelin looked at the throne and then at his father.
Long Xuanen looked at him with a strange smile on his face. He pointed to the most cherished dragon chair: "Your Majesty, sit down! Sit down!"
Long Yelin pursed his lips, but finally did not walk over.
Long Xuan'en said: "If the emperor likes that chair, just take it away. It's hard and it's getting more and more uncomfortable to sit on it."
Long Yelin said: "You know clearly that this chair is uncomfortable, but you still want to give it to me?"
Long Xuan'en said: "If you haven't sat on it yourself, how can you know the pain of sitting on it." His words were full of profound meaning.
Long Yelin nodded and whispered: "Since you said so, I want to give it a try." He walked over step by step, dusted the dragon chair with his hands, and found that the cushions on it had become dilapidated, and he felt in his heart
Suddenly there was an unspeakable feeling, and I sat down on the dragon chair very carefully. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
