Looking at the expressionless Emperor Wei, the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel a little lost.
You must know that his purpose was to make the father very angry, but he could not find an excuse to punish him. For this reason, Zhao Hongrun not only ruined many of his father's favorite toys, but also secretly picked the flowers that he had personally taken care of.
Come one.
Unexpectedly, his father, who was the emperor of Wei Dynasty, actually calmed down.
"That's not good..."
Feeling the strange atmosphere bred in the calmness, Zhao Hongrun, who had always been bold and bold, felt uneasy for the first time.
The expression of His Highness the Eighth Prince was seen by all three Zhongshu ministers.
It is undeniable that the courage and courage of His Highness Zhao Hongrun, as well as his sharp rhetoric and impeccable sophistry, amazed the three Zhongshu ministers.
"But the problem is that what you are facing, Your Highness, is the human king and emperor of Wei Dynasty!"
Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu said that the old god was stroking his beard on the ground.
Behind him, Lin Yuyang, the left prime minister of Zhongshu, and Yu Ziqi, the right prime minister of Zhongshu, looked at each other and shook their heads.
They were so familiar with Zhao Yuancai, the Emperor of Wei, that when they saw Zhao Yuancai's increasingly thick smile, they knew in their hearts: Your Majesty is going to fight back!
As the three ministers expected, Zhao Yuanci calmly handed the peony in his hand to the eunuch Tong Xian, and then said to his son Zhao Hongrun amiably: "As a prince, my son does not want to be a pampered person. This
I appreciate your awareness very much! ... Prince, don't worry, I will definitely support you! From now on, what you wear and what you eat will be as you said, be self-reliant!" After that, he wouldn't give it to you.
In the time it took for Zhao Hongrun to react, he turned back to Tong Xian and said, "Tong Xian, please inform the clan that from now on, there is no need to allocate a monthly salary to His Highness the Eighth Prince. My son... must be self-reliant!"
While speaking, he also deliberately glanced at Zhao Hongrun with deep meaning.
Zhao Hongrun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
"Full monthly salary deduction? This... is so cruel?!"
He felt like a child whose parents had deducted all his pocket money, and he felt like stars were shining in his eyes.
Seeing the stiff expression on Zhao Hongrun's face, Zhao Yuanci sneered proudly in his heart and pretended to be puzzled: "Isn't the emperor giving up halfway?"
"Adding insult to injury?"
Zhao Hongrun gritted his teeth. Faced with the provocation from his father, how could he, who had always been stubborn, give in? "Father is joking. The emperor is just worried about making a mess in his father's garden."
"You still dare to threaten me with harsh words now?"
Zhao Yuansi was so happy that he hummed and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter! In order to support the emperor, so what if I have to risk the entire imperial garden?"
After that, he stood up slowly, glanced at Zhao Hongrun with a playful look, and actually left.
"He...is really gone?"
Zhao Hongrun was stunned. At this moment, a thin layer of sweat could not help but form on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, what should we do?"
Watching the Emperor of Wei leave with the eunuch Tong Xian and three ministers, the ten clan guards quickly gathered around His Highness, all of them looking a little flustered.
You must know that in order to prevent the princes from being extravagant and extravagant, the Wei ancestral system stipulates that the clan government allocates a certain amount of silver to the princes every month, the so-called monthly salary, and the princes use this money to support themselves and the clan guards around them. This system is to control the palace.
Internal expenditure was used to prevent the princes from getting into the bad habits of eating and drinking and being extravagant and luxurious.
But now, the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuancai, directly ordered the clan to cut off Wenzhao Pavilion's monthly salary, which means that Zhao Hongrun's life will not be easy in the future.
Of course, it is impossible to starve to death. After all, no matter how embarrassed he is, Zhao Yuanci can still go to the harem to have a meal with his adoptive mother Shen Shufei, and Shen Shufei, who has always loved him, will probably secretly support him privately.
The problem is that the ten clan guards around him are going to have dinner with Concubine Shen Shu and take them with them. If this news gets out, the people in the palace will really laugh out loud.
Furthermore, after his monthly salary is cut off, it will also become a problem if Zhao Hongrun wants to send those young eunuchs or the imperial guards in the palace. It is not that the other party is unwilling to do things for the prince. The problem is that after those people have completed their orders, he will
Doesn't it mean that a prince should be given a reward?
There is no silver, what a fart reward?!
Of course, the most fundamental key is that instead of catching his father's sore leg in his counterattack this time, his father, the current Emperor of Wei, caught his sore leg. This is what Zhao Hongrun cannot accept.
"Hey! You underestimated him!"
Zhao Hongrun shook his fist angrily, looking annoyed after all his previous efforts had been wasted.
"Your Highness, shall we still catch fish?" Chu Heng, the more mellow-tempered member of Zongwei, scratched his head and couldn't help asking.
You must know that he has long been salivating over the grilled fish cooked with golden scales. Previously, he only dared not taste it because he would be reprimanded by the Emperor of Wei. Now Emperor Zhao Yuancai of Wei made it clear that the entire imperial family
Zhao Hongrun can do whatever he wants in the garden, even if it turns the garden upside down.
How could he endure such a huge opportunity?
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! We won't even be able to eat in two days!" Shen Yu, the oldest Zongwei, scolded Chu Heng angrily, which made the others also want to try the golden scale tail.
Zong Wei immediately didn't dare to speak carelessly.
However, seeing that the matter had come to this, Zhao Hongrun calmed down, waved his hand and said to Shen Yu: "Shen Yu, His Highness has not considered this matter, and it has nothing to do with Chu Heng, so don't talk about him... Anyway,
Now that the matter has come to this, brothers should try to taste what the golden-scaled tail tastes like."
Those Zongwei who coveted the golden-scaled tail quickly fished out the golden carp from the fish basket, skewered it on bamboo branches and roasted it on the bonfire.
Seeing the smiles on the faces of these heartless guys, Shen Yu, Wei Jiao, and Lu Mu, who had relatively stable personalities, shook their heads helplessly.
"What are your highness's plans next?" Wei Jiao asked in a low voice.
Although going against the Emperor of Wei was something Wei Jiao and others had never dared to imagine in the past, but since they were assigned to the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun, no matter how stubborn the Prince was, they could only stand with him in the same boat.
You must know that the relationship between the prince and the Zongwei is like a boat and the people on the boat. If the prince's boat capsizes, their group of Zongwei will not be able to make any improvement.
"We will discuss this matter later." While speaking, Zhao Hongrun glanced into the distance and saw several young eunuchs looking at them from a distance. Unsurprisingly, this must be the great eunuch Tong Xian sent to monitor them.
Yes, this means that Zhao Yuansi, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, said eloquently that he would not ask anyone to stop them, so he would not ask anyone to stop them.
"Why don't you, Your Majesty, stop being angry with His Majesty?" Zongwei Lu Mu persuaded with a bitter smile: "Based on my humble position, this matter is actually easy to resolve. You can just apologize to Your Majesty... How many brothers do we have?"
Everyone can see that Your Majesty is becoming more and more fond of Your Majesty. Otherwise, if His Majesty caused such a big trouble today, how could Your Majesty let it go so easily?... Your Majesty does not know that it is said that before His Majesty was born, he was young.
The young Crown Prince accidentally broke the flower bone that His Majesty was taking care of, and was imprisoned in the clan mansion for three full days!"
Shen Yu and Wei Jiao nodded repeatedly when they heard this.
"I'm going to apologize?" Zhao Hongrun glanced at the three clan guards displeased, frowned and said, "He was the first to disbelieve his words, and then tore down my Xiaoyao Pavilion plaque. Now he still wants me to apologize to him?"
"Shhhhh-"
Seeing that His Highness dared to use "him" to refer to the current Emperor of Wei, Shen Yu quickly reminded him to be careful.
"Stop talking!" Zhao Hongrun waved his hand to stop the persuasion of the sect guards: "How can there be any reason to back down now? I lost this first battle, let's... just sit back and watch the future!"
Seeing that His Highness had made up his mind, the three Zongwei looked at each other and could only smile bitterly.
After a while of burning incense, Zhao Hongrun asked all ten of his sect guards to eat a golden-scaled tail to taste it, then ordered his people to extinguish the bonfire and return home.
After all, what he did today was purely to make Zhao Yuancai, the emperor of Wei, angry. Now that he has failed, there is no need to stay here anymore. He won't really catch and eat all the fish in the fish pond, right? Then What will you do when you have no food to eat in the future?
Zhao Hongrun didn't think his father Zhao Yuansi's words were just a joke.
Seeing His Highness the Eighth Prince leave in a grand manner with his ten clan guards, several young eunuchs who were watching from a distance quickly spread the news to Chui Gong Hall.
"He left? Ha, it was expected."
Upon hearing that the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun had left the Imperial Garden with Zong Wei, Emperor Zhao Yuanci of the Wei Dynasty showed no surprise on his face and said calmly: "This son is really smart and has a high level of intelligence. It's a pity that he used this talent in This is a heresy!... Just as He Aiqing said, if this seedling of our royal family is not disciplined, it may really grow crooked!"
Tong Xian, the great eunuch next to him, watched the emperor carefully and saw that there was no anger in his eyes, so he boldly complimented him: "Although His Majesty the Eighth Prince has deep plans, in the end it is Your Majesty who wins this battle."
"Humph!" Zhao Yuanci laughed twice, which was quite helpful. He thought to himself, I am his father, how can I not conquer him?!
"Without his monthly salary, His Highness the Eighth Prince will have a headache." He Xiangxu followed the emperor's wishes and said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Yu Ziqi sighed after hearing this: "Your Highness didn't see it clearly this time. Your Majesty is the lord of the Wei Dynasty. He is the king of the country. How can a few playthings influence His Majesty's mind?"
"Are you crazy? Where are you on?"
Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang glanced at his colleague strangely and quickly changed the subject: "Your Majesty, based on Wei Chen's rough understanding of His Highness the Eighth Prince, I'm afraid His Highness will not give up."
"If he gives up here, I will be disappointed!" The Emperor of Wei Dynasty smiled cheerfully and said: "Let that traitor use all his skills! I want to see what tricks he can pull off!"
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be very interested in the father-son fight, the three secretaries of the Central Committee were dumbfounded. They had some words of persuasion that they could not say out loud.
"I'm afraid there will be chaos in this palace..."
The three of them looked at each other and thought to themselves.