After Tianmiao went upstairs, Dongxiao ran to Konghou and squatted down to watch Konghou repair the door frame. While looking at it, he sighed: "Oh, the door is finally repaired. It will creak without opening the door anymore. The atmosphere is so bad."
Well, others thought we were running a black shop."
Honghou thought about the asymmetrical couplet at the door and the shiny gold ingot, and rolled his eyes. In fact, when others saw the couplet, they would think they were running a black shop, right? As for the gold ingot, they would definitely think it was fake.
In fact, it is made of real gold. Only the boss can be so unique.
"However, this time it's easier. There happened to be a unicorn this time, but his wish didn't come true. Just let the unicorn go. The boss can also take a rest, and we can also play mahjong with those in the backyard." The konghou continued to knock at the end.
A nail said happily.
"Okay, I'll bring the boss some food first, and I'll find you in the backyard later." Dong Xiao got up and went to the kitchen. The snacks baked just now should be ready, so she quickly served them to the boss while they were still hot.
"Wait a minute, I'll make the tea and you can serve it too." Konghou got up and ran to the kitchen.
The two of them are good at different meals, and they usually perform their own duties, and they even spend their time studying various foods and drinks. Who would let their boss just like this one?
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When Prince De sat on the dragon throne and accepted the homage of hundreds of officials, he had mixed feelings in his heart. More than ten days ago, he was alone and desperate, but now... things have turned around. The imperial concubine and the eighth prince who falsely conveyed the imperial edict have been imprisoned in heaven.
Waiting for processing.
I remembered the scene of that day again. The disbelief on the face of that woman who had been famous for most of her life, the late emperor's most beloved concubine, and her final madness when the situation was over was still vivid in my mind.
"No, it's impossible! The throne should belong to my son, and only my son can be the emperor." The imperial concubine, who had always been graceful and elegant, had a ferocious look on her face, and she no longer looked as dignified as before.
But the eighth prince had a look of resignation. When he saw his mother and concubine in such a state of embarrassment, he couldn't help laughing crazily and roaring: "I told you a long time ago that that person only loves you and has never thought about spreading the word.
Give me the throne. If you don't listen, you insist on fighting for it. What doesn't belong to us will never belong to us." If he hadn't listened to his mother and concubine's deception, could he still be a prince now?
The Eighth Prince regretted nothing more at this moment. His father really loved him and had thought out the future for him and his mother and concubine. He would ask the new emperor to make him a prince, and let him take his mother and concubine back to the palace to support him.
However, her mother and concubine were not satisfied. After her father's death, she seized the jade seal while Prince De was patrolling abroad, and falsely conveyed an imperial edict to arrest Prince De, regardless of his life or death. He was charged with colluding with foreign countries and treason.
He deserves to be a prisoner now.
Will your father be very sad if you find out about his father? Will you be very disappointed in him?
"Brother, I'm sorry..." These were the last words the Eighth Prince said to Prince De.
Didn't get any response.
He knew that some things he knew were wrong, but that didn't mean he would be forgiven. That night, the eighth prince committed suicide silently in prison. The imperial concubine who was originally calm went crazy when she heard the news.
It is true that this ambitious woman is greedy for power, and it is also true that she loves her children deeply. The situation has become irreversible, and her only concern and hope have passed away. Naturally, she can no longer bear this blow. But she also