[mouse cat] special way

In the side hall of Chongwen Hall, the Eighth Prince Zhao Defang leaned on a large armchair with his eyes closed.

The gentle breeze blew the tassels of the curtains in the hall, and a burst of fresh and elegant fragrance came faintly, long and long.

Zhao Defang slightly fanned his nose and slowly opened his eyes, and a furnace of seal incense was almost burned out a few steps away, which showed the fact that he had been sitting here for nearly an hour.It stands to reason that after being left out for so long, and smelling the tranquilizing incense, the anger dissipated, but the face of the Great Song Xianwang was still calm, showing no joy or anger.

This is really killing people!

Chen Lin wiped off her sweat secretly, and stood aside with her hands down.As the head of the harem, he didn't dare to say a word, and the other attendants even lowered their brows, hoping to catch their breath within the powerful aura of the Eighth Prince. Looking at the tip of my toes, I wish I could see a flower.

"Eunuch Chen..." The Eighth Prince squinted his eyes to see that the burnt incense was even more fragrant, and said slowly, "Is Your Majesty still free now? It's never been such a long wait for the King of Japan to see His Majesty, and this time is too long." Well, let's say..." He suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were as sharp as knives, and pointed at the trembling emperor's valet, "Your Majesty, he doesn't want to see this king at all?!"

Seeing this, Chen Lin knelt down with a plop, and all the attendants in the room also knelt down: "My lord, forgive me. Your Majesty has always loved my lord, so why would she not want to see you. My lord, please don't get me wrong..."

"If it's not that you don't want to see the king, why are you here to prevent the king from seeing me?" Zhao Defang straightened up, frowning slightly, "Could it be that your majesty is not in the palace?!"

"This... this..." Chen Lin fell on the ground, her voice was low, "I don't know where the emperor is. The emperor left the imperial study after the court was over. This servant was ordered to serve the people who came here." Masters, I don’t want the prince to visit...please forgive me!”

The Eighth Prince stood up when he heard the words.Chen Lin is a confidant who takes care of the emperor's daily life, and she is almost inseparable in the palace on weekdays.But he is a palace man after all, although Zhao Zhen occasionally takes him out of the palace, but most of the time he is not willing to let him follow, but Zhan Zhao from Kaifeng Mansion mostly follows him.

Thinking of Zhan Zhao, Zhao Defang frowned even tighter. Although everyone in the Kaifeng Mansion didn't explain, he also knew that the baby guard of the black charcoal had been seriously injured a few days ago, and he still hasn't healed up yet. Naturally, it is impossible to follow By the emperor's side, only the royal shadow guards remained.

But the problem is that he didn't receive any news from anyone today. If it wasn't for Chen Lin's fraudulent words, he really didn't know that Zhao Zhen had left Chongwen Palace long ago, and there was no one around him.

Bullshit!

Zhao Defang's wide sleeves trembled slightly, and he tightened the porcelain vase in his sleeves. This child... why is this child so troublesome!

"Come here." He shouted coldly, calling out the guards hidden in the dark, and was about to order them to find His Majesty the Emperor who had disappeared out of thin air, when the voice of the palace man Mianjun came from outside the room.

"The emperor's uncle has been waiting for a long time. Is there anything important to do in such a hurry to find me?" Zhao Zhen walked slowly into the study, went straight to the imperial case and sat down.He waved his hand to push back a group of attendants, and looked at the Eighth Prince with a gentle expression that he had never seen before - you must know that although this young emperor is generous and kind, he has always been sincere to this nominal uncle.

Respect is more than enough, but intimacy is not enough.

"Your Majesty." Zhao Defang called softly, but he didn't know how to proceed. He looked seriously at the young emperor who was patiently waiting for the next sentence, sighed, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on the imperial case.

Seeing this thing for the first time, Zhao Zhen was in a daze for a while, and then became clear.He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at the Eighth Prince with a more complicated expression.

"Following the clouds and flowing water, I didn't expect Uncle Huang to get this thing." He said softly, without doubt, without surprise, but without the anger or sarcasm that Zhao Defang imagined.The young man in the hall just said the name of the thing in the bottle calmly, neither denying nor concealing it, and there was no trace of warmth in the chuckle on his lips.

After so many years, he is no longer the child who could only cry.

Zhao Defang shook her shoulders, and slowly knelt down on the ground, her voice hoarse: "My minister... is guilty..." Death penalty!The drooping head trembled slightly, and there were a few unidentified water stains on the cold floor tiles.

Zhao Defang knelt in front of the case and did not dare to raise her head. A pair of bright yellow boots appeared in her blurred vision, and her shoulders suddenly felt warm. Before she could react, she was helped to sit aside.

"It's cold on the ground, the uncle's legs and feet are not good, it's better to rest more." Zhao Zhen took a deep look at him, turned around with his hands behind his back, and after he sat down again, Zhao Defang also picked up his broken mood and recovered the Eighth Prince demeanor.

Zhao Zhen picked up the porcelain bottle on the table and looked at it carefully for a while, then turned his face: "How did the emperor know about 'flowing clouds and flowing water'?" Before he finished speaking, he laughed at himself, "It's because I'm stupid, and the queen mother naturally wouldn't say Come out, that's the crazy queen mother..." I really shouldn't leave that woman alone, the women in the Li family are indeed not easy-going lamps.

"Chen..." Zhao Defang opened his mouth, but still nodded, "I have indeed gained a lot from the few words of Empress Dowager Li. Although I feel a little surprised, it is possible that I understand the former emperor." He laughed at himself Shaking his head, "What can't be done by someone who cuts off his own blood and seeks to become a great treasure?" In terms of means, he and Zhao Jue have never had a lot of skills, otherwise how could they support the court from the inside out? for many years.But if you say that they are cruel, ten of them combined can't compare with the former emperor!

There is a saying in ancient times, if you forget your feelings too much, you will not be stagnant in things.

Forgetfulness is not ruthless, but it is great love that blesses all living beings intangibly.However, what is blessing?

Zhao Zhen shook the porcelain bottle, heard the soft sound of the liquid in the bottle, suddenly pulled out the cork and poured some liquid into his palm.

"Uh...Your Majesty!" The Eighth Prince stood up abruptly, took two quick steps and then stopped suddenly.

"Doesn't the emperor want to see it too?" Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, and wiped all the medicinal liquid in his palm behind his ears, "Come here, emperor uncle. In fact, I shouldn't hide it anymore. The royal boy who entered the palace back then, There is such a tattoo on the back of the ear... This is a symbol of our identity, the former emperor used this to let us remember our identity... We, who have the royal blood, are all sacrifices..."

Zhao Defang pursed her lips tightly, and clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves again.No need to step forward to take a closer look, the fine tattoos have already climbed up Zhao Zhen's ears quickly, the green and red lines are indescribably weird, with a faint hint of sinister coldness, making his eye sockets hot.

"No matter how noble the young children were, they were just tools without any worries." Zhao Zhen's voice became deeper and deeper, almost illusory, "If it wasn't for the Queen Mother and Aunt Lan, I'm afraid I would be the same as the Ninth Prince and the others... ..."

"Back then, I never understood whether my father really didn't know what was going to happen... Or did he really think so and abandon me?"

Zhao Defang stared at the cyan pattern for a long while, until it gradually dissipated before turning his face away: "This is my sin... It's my sin. It's only right that you don't forgive me."

"But, Xiaoyi." Zhao Defang slowly read out the emperor's nickname, his eyes returned to silence, "I don't regret it."

Regret?

Zhao Zhen sneered secretly, what has happened cannot be changed, and those who have disappeared will not come back.Sadness is inevitable after all, but blind regret is not the temperament of the person in front of him.

Now that he has lost so much, he must be rewarded accordingly!

This is the life philosophy of the wise king of the Song Dynasty in raising his parents. Of course... Zhao Zhen hated it deeply, but he had to continue studying against his will-the emperor's mind is nothing less than this-for the greater benefit, other things, You have to give up all of them.

Zhao Zhen shook his head, sat upright, moved a memorial and looked at it carefully while asking: "Since the emperor's uncle got the 'Xing Yun Liu Shui', then the uncle also went to Kaifeng mansion, right?"

"Kaifeng mansion?"

"Don't uncle know the identity of Guard Zhan?" Looking slowly from left to right, Zhao Zhen frowned slightly, reached out to pick up the pen on the case, and didn't pay attention to the expression of the Eighth Prince.

"Your Majesty, are you saying... Guard Zhan is also... one of the young men in the palace? Isn't he also of royal blood?!" Zhao Defang's mind suddenly flashed that handsome young man, and the hotness in Zhao Jue's eyes before he left ... A flash of inspiration flashed, and the place that puzzled him in the past suddenly became clear. "Could it be..." He raised his hand to cover his chest, and said in a voiceless voice, "Could it be that he is the missing son of the twelfth brother?!...No, that's impossible! He's different, with Concubine Lan and Empress Liu here, how could he be let down? He was also marked?!"

He really knew it!Zhao Zhen put down his pen and suddenly felt a little tired. Such a cold-blooded and cruel person was actually his biological father.

"I don't know if Aunt Lan knows about this, but the queen mother does." Zhao Zhen said coldly, "No one knows better than me whether Zhan Zhao is Bao'er, because all of this belongs to me, my dear." , eye, place, see."

Yes, these are all things he witnessed with his own eyes.

At that time, Concubine Lan was very tired and lethargic after giving birth, and Empress Liu was trapped in the paired memorials, suffering from the burden of copywriting.The man's cronies tricked Concubine Yang away and broke into the room of Prince Xiangyang's son.The child's wet nurse had long been hiding somewhere, and the only one standing in front of him was the little Zhao Zhen, no, at that time, he was still called Zhao Yiyi.How much power can a child have?What's more, his status is not honorable.

When Empress Liu finally freed herself from the imperial study, the baby's fragile crying had already become hoarse.Liu Hou's silver teeth were about to be crushed, so he had to clean up the attendants in the side hall to suppress this matter.

"You can't tell anyone, including your Aunt Lan." Empress Liu patted the swaddling baby, coaxing the crying Bao'er distressedly, and whispered to Zhao Zhen, "If your twelve emperors find out... oh... ...Don't let others know..."

The Twelfth Emperor's Uncle loves his wife as much as his life, and will not let anyone who insults his wife and children even if this person is above ten thousand people.

The knife is out of the sheath and soaked in blood, the arrow is out of the string and forgets to return.

Although Zhao Jue, the Twelve King, was born in the royal family, he enjoyed a high reputation in the army.He loves soldiers like a son, uses them like a god, everyone is willing to be his soldier, and always makes the enemy frightened.

He is a peerless sharp weapon, invincible wherever the sword points.

Such a person cannot and absolutely must not become an enemy.

Zhao Zhen sometimes thought that if his uncle had known what the late emperor had done to Bao'er, he would have killed himself and returned to the capital without waiting for the rebellion of the Nine Kings.Even after the death of the first emperor, he and Empress Liu still concealed the matter tacitly, because they couldn't tell for sure. If Zhao Jue knew about this matter, would he really be able to assist the new emperor without any grievances?

If that was the case, would there still be an emperor like him?

This is the mother's selfishness, right? Zhao Zhen's heart is sore and soft: After all, there are still people who really treat him well.

What now?Now that there is Zhan Zhao, uncle, he should not be so impulsive.

The Eighth Prince is still immersed in astonishment, the situation has changed suddenly, and the previous deployment needs to be reconsidered now.Zhao Zhen squeezed the pen in his hand tightly, and looked out of the window past the pensive Eight Sage King.

Kaifeng Mansion will probably be a mess... Well, although it's not usually quiet there...

The situation in Kaifeng Mansion was far better than the officials had imagined. There were neither earth-shattering cries nor outraged rebuttals. It was just that when Mr. Gongsun was about to attack, Zhan guards dodged calmly, and Bai Yutang held his itchy left hand and bowed down. When I was young and asked Gongsun Boss to give me medicine - a person rolled down from the roof:

"Mr. Gongsun wait a moment, my master has something to look for!"

Then, as if Zhao Jue had entered the land of no one, he strode into the crowd. He stared at the people of Kaifeng Mansion with red eyes for a long time, and under the eyes of everyone, he opened his arms and hugged Zhan Zhao.

The four gate pillars were astonished: Oh, what's going on? !what happened? !Omg what did we see!No no no, we didn't see anything!

Bao Zheng and Gongsun squinted their beards and squinted their eyes: Sure enough, there is a situation...

Zhao Qi, Ying Jia and others secretly wiped away their tears: All hardships come with sweets!

Bai Yutang snatched his sleeves: Smelly old man, get your hands off the cat!Take it away, take it away!If you don't take it away, Lord Bai will chop it up for you!

Zhan Zhao: Phew—the prince is so heavy, I can't breathe...