Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

People say that if the world is divided for a long time, it will be united, and if it is united for a long time, it will be divided.After the prosperity, there must be a decline.For Da Jingchao, this is true, but it is not.

When the Dajing Dynasty was first established, several generations of monarchs worked hard to make the Dajing Dynasty peaceful, singing and dancing, and everyone imagined that this dynasty might last forever and never decline.

Until Emperor Jingling appeared in Dajingchao.

This Emperor Jingling appeared during the most prosperous period in the history of the Dajing Dynasty. He was the only son of the previous emperor.

The result is that in the ten years since he succeeded to the throne, he has been extravagant and extravagant. Crashed to death on the hall.

Emperor Jing Ling succeeded to the throne for ten years, and in just ten years, the Dajing Dynasty was almost completely defeated.

The people hope that the heavenly soldiers and generals will descend from the sky to save them from danger.

Finally, it was Emperor Jingling's cousin, King Jingping. This humble prince rebelled in times of crisis, and in the name of the Qing emperor, killed Emperor Jingling and countless male favorites and traitors in his harem.

Foolish and loyal people are still a minority after all, and most people are looking forward to a new emperor.Everyone fantasizes about what King Jingping can do after he proclaims himself emperor, and save the people from the fire and water.

It's a pity that after this emperor proclaimed himself emperor, he was even worse than Emperor Jingling.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

The people are miserable.

But I never expected that Yan Hanzhang, the regent who was on the side of the Qing emperor back then, did not act as a minion for the tiger. Instead, he was heartbroken when he saw this. A virtuous minister, how many times have you rescued the people from water and fire.The reform policies he promulgated also made the country's economy flourish, surpassing the prosperity of Emperor Jing Ling.

The common people live and work in peace and contentment, and regard His Highness King Yan as a rescue soldier sent by the gods.

The regent Yan Hanzhang is more glorious than the emperor.

——The above comes from a scholar who does not want to be named but talks a lot.

Jing An thought to himself, this guy Yan Hanzhang has made his reputation so good, it's probably because of wolf ambition.

Seeing Jing An's indifferent expression, the talkative scholar went on to say, "Your brother is a foreigner, right? Have you never seen His Highness King Yan? Hehe, not everyone can see His Highness King Yan, that's our big brother." The only king of the opposite sex in the Jing Dynasty, a famous figure. Xiaosheng was lucky to have met him once! He really looks like a god, with a graceful appearance, which makes people dare not look directly at him."

Jing An: "..."

That scholar may rarely meet someone like Jing An who is quiet and focused on listening to others, so even if the other party looked indifferent, it didn't affect his enthusiasm at all. He asked Jing An very enthusiastically: "Where is my brother?" work?"

Jing An put down the rough teacup in his hand, stood up, picked up the things at hand, and said:

"Prince Yan's Mansion."

The man was taken aback for a moment, then blushed, glared at Jing An and left.

Didn't you tell me about Yan Wang's mansion earlier?

Jing An was helpless, thinking to himself, although he was in Yan Wang's mansion, he hadn't seen Yan Hanzhang since he came here.

He picked up the newly bought whip in his hand and went back to Prince Yan's mansion.

Go in through the small door, pass through several courtyards, and hear a woman's voice.

"When do you think the prince will come to see us?"

The other voice was a little more charming, and said: "What are you thinking! Who doesn't know that our prince is not close to women, if you want to be a master, you have to take the initiative."

The man was a little worried: "Ah? Our sisters are new here, so let's not annoy the prince."

The other person also hesitated for a moment, and said: "Then take a look and see what kind of temperament our prince is."

Jing An didn't listen any more.

He thought to himself that all the graceful women and charming men who were sent to Yan Hanzhang's backyard were trying their best in the wrong direction.

Yan Hanzhang is a natural homosexual, and he is still below.

No matter how blunt he was, he couldn't hide it from the person next to his pillow who had slept with him for ten years.

The mouth is very hard, but the waist is very soft.

Jing An didn't think any more, and took the whip to the stable.

Zhao Zhi saw him and greeted him: "Brother Jing."

Jing An nodded.

Zhao Zhi felt weird, this brother Jing didn't look like someone from their poor family at all, but more like a noble son who came out to play.

Especially this fair and clean face, hey, I can't say it, anyway, it's just not as good-looking as their ordinary people.

He shook his head, shaking out these messy thoughts.

How is it possible, which son would work in the stable?He has such a good temper, so what can he do.

Jing An pulled out a horse and tied it to the carriage.

Zhao Zhi took a look and said, "Is this lady going out?"

Jing An shook his head.

Zhao Zhi nodded and said, "Then you don't need to prepare a car, there is a spare car for the prince in the mansion, we don't need it, and the wives and sons don't need it urgently."

As he spoke, he unloaded the car.

Jing An: "Oh."

The sound of Titi's trampling horse's hooves came from a distance, and the sound became louder and louder.

A handsome and powerful young man drove over in a four-horse carriage, kicking up dust with the horse's hooves, and his heroic demeanor made the servants and coachmen who took care of the horses in the stable envious.

"Tsk tsk," Zhao Zhi said in a low voice, "Look at this, it's the same people who have different fates. They are also driving horses. How can you say that they can pull the prince, and we can only pull the goods?"

Indeed, these juniors usually send some ladies and sons who look like transparent people in the backyard, or send some less precious things to this family and that family.

"Hoo—" The man pulled the horse to a stop, and immediately someone brought him a footstool. He stepped down on the footstool with peace of mind, walked up to Zhao Zhi, patted the dirt on his body, with a smile on his face , Said: "Mr. Zhao, take good care of these four horses. If the prince is satisfied, he will naturally be rewarded."

Zhao Zhicheng nodded apprehensively: "Yes, my lord, who dares to neglect the prince's things?"

The man nodded in satisfaction. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jing An, who was standing beside him like a transparent person. I don’t know which kiln the pickled goods on our prince’s bed came from, and they ran into the stable, Mr. Zhao—”

He called Zhao Zhi with a drawn out voice, and Zhao Zhi responded immediately.

Sun Da snorted again, and said: "When you accept people in the future, you have to be careful about the people. You can let any cat or dog in."

Zhao Zhicheng said tremblingly: "Yes, but this little brother Jing was recruited by us personally. He works hard and is spiritual. All the horses in the stable can get close to him. Horses are spiritual. Xiao Jing Brother, he is not the kind of person with two hearts."

"Oh?" Sun Da frowned angrily, and said, "Are you saying that I misjudged the person?"

"Don't dare, dare not, really dare not think like this."

Jing An didn't speak, he was just thinking, if this was the past, this Mr. Sun must be the first person the system would slap in the face, the one who could be exchanged for points.

But the IQ of the person in front of him also proved that there should not be many points.

But it's useless to have points, the system has been abolished.

Jing An sighed inwardly with some regret.

Fortunately, the man didn't bother him too much, he cast a condescending glance at Jing An and left.

Seeing that his figure was gradually disappearing, Zhao Zhicai turned around, yelled "Bah", and cursed in a low voice: "With such a domineering appearance, he will be a driver until he dies! Isn't it just to show his face in front of the prince? Are you a character? I don’t know who will get it down in a few days!”

He said to Jing An: "Brother Jing, don't bother with him! I heard him say so many useless things. Is he jealous of your good looks? Who doesn't know that to be a prince's coachman, you must first look good. He must be afraid You stole his work!"

Jing An was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then said meaningfully: "Oh? He wants to grow up well?"

Zhao Zhi didn't know that he had caused trouble for his prince, so he continued to say: "Isn't it? This coachman was chosen by the prince himself, and he looks really good."

Jing An nodded.

Oh, that's alright.

Not bad.

He recalled the appearance of that grandson just now, and found that he was indeed good looking.

Well, it's good.

Looking at Jing An's fair and pretty face, Zhao Zhi suddenly let out a "hiss", and said with some regret, "Brother Jing, you said that if you had come here a few years earlier, how could that guy still be showing off his power?"

Jing An gave a noncommittal "hmm".

In the evening, I washed several horses and a carriage that I was in charge of, and then started to wander around the huge mansion.

The palace is very beautiful. Although Yan Hanzhang is from modern times, he didn't give it any modern design. The huge palace has a sense of antique luxury second only to the imperial palace.

Jing An walked in the yard, walked out of the garden after wandering around, and walked into a small courtyard.

It's not like the outside is only lit by moonlight, but the lights are bright everywhere, and the candles are burning like they don't need money.

Jing An felt that there were many hidden guards around him.

Jing An had vaguely guessed where this was.

Seeing that the guard at the door was drowsy, he walked in through the window without a sound.

No one found out.

The room was glowing with warm yellow light, illuminating the luxurious and classic furniture, and the sound of splashing water came from behind the screen.

Jing An paused, then slowly walked behind the screen.

Suddenly, Jing An noticed a flash of sword light around his neck, and the white sword was shining with icy light, making it hard to believe that just a little bit of the sword could kill someone.But Jing An didn't feel anything, and he didn't dodge. Instead, he clamped the sword with his fingertips, preventing it from moving, then turned his head and looked at the sword's owner.

Yan Hanzhang was wearing a white obscene dress, showing his honey-colored chest, his hair was still wet, dripping with water, he looked at Jing An, his eyes were full of vigilance, and said, "Who are you?"

Jing An thought, who am I?

I am your man.