high official

Chapter 827 The Eve of the Final Battle
"That's right." The old woman stroked Ling Xiao's shoulder and said softly: "The girl is going to get married, girl, be obedient..."

"No," Ling Xiao twisted her body, shaking her head like a drum, and said with tears in her eyes, "I don't want to marry!"

"Stupid, how can a girl not marry?" The old lady smiled dotingly.

"I'm a Taoist nun..." Ling Xiao raised his head and whispered, "A Taoist nun can't marry..."

"Uh..." The old lady was at a loss for words.

"You are talking nonsense!" Wang Xian said angrily, "You are not at all!"

"How do you know?!" Ling Xiao waited angrily for Wang Xian with red eyes.

"I knew it!" Wang Xian said angrily, "It's been so many years, how can I not know?"

"That's what I didn't let them tell you!" Lingxiao rolled her eyes and said quickly, "If you don't believe me, call my brother and the others to ask!" Then she yelled: "You all come over!"

After the words fell to the ground, Xianyun and Hengyunzi reluctantly appeared in the courtyard.

"Tell him, am I a Taoist nun?!" Ling Xiao had already stood up from Aunt Wang's arms, staring at her brother and several senior brothers with piercing eyes.

"Well..." Hengyun coughed dryly, glanced at Xianyun and said, "Let the young master talk about it."

Xianyun glanced at Hengyun, nodded helplessly, and said to Wang Xian: "She is indeed a Taoist nun. She was seriously ill when she was three years old. My grandfather had no choice but to let her become a monk before she grew up..."

"Uh..." Wang Xian was very embarrassed when he heard the words, and dared to think that he was being passionate, so he couldn't help but glared at Xianyun angrily: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"My sister didn't let me tell you." Xianyun said with a wry smile: "She has never liked this identity, I'm afraid you will know..." Seeing that Wang Xian's family looked at Ling Xiao sympathetically, Xianyun whispered again: "But my grandpa said that once her birthday is over, she can..."

"Brother!" Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao cut off the conversation and prevented him from continuing. "Anyway, that's it. I don't want to marry, and I don't want to go back to the mountains!" As she said, Lingxiao Ruyan threw herself into Aunt Wang's arms, and started crying again. "Godmother, I don't want to go back to the mountain. There is no silver bell and no godmother on the mountain. I'm going to be bored to death..."

"Okay!" The old lady stopped chanting at all, put her arms around Lingxiao, and said with a big bag: "Girl, you can live in peace, I don't think who would dare to drive you away?!" After a pause, she raised her voice Said: "The old lady interrupted his dog legs!"

"Mother..." Wang Xian wanted to say more, but the old lady stared, picked up Wang Xingye's other shoe, and threw it at him, "Get lost!"

Wang Xian had no choice but to run away with his head in his arms. When he was running away, he clearly saw Ling Xiao grimacing at him from behind Aunt Wang.

"Ghost girl!" With a fierce look at Ling Xiao, Wang Xian fled in despair.

After escaping from the main courtyard, Wang Xiancai said to Xianyun angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"You didn't ask me." Xianyun said with an innocent face: "Besides, once Lingxiao passes by, she won't be a Taoist nun..."

"Uh, there's still this problem..." Wang Xian was almost dizzy with anger, and roared with a louder voice: "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"We are brothers and sisters," Xianyun said with a look of 'you are being passionate', "Of course I will help her..."

"You!" Wang Xian was finally overwhelmed with rage, and kept away from this guy who still couldn't figure out the situation.

In the distance, Xianyun and the others heard Wang Xian's strange cry: "I'm going to be mad at you!"

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Leaving aside the small matter of Wang Xian's family, let's just talk about a big disturbance in Beijing, which is about to explode in the next day, and it will be out of control!
On the last night before the Great Dynasty, all the princes, nobles, civil and military officials in the capital went into a state of madness.They no longer have scruples and cover-ups, they walk in tandem overnight, gather to discuss, and do everything possible to persuade others to join their camp, so that they can defend their position at tomorrow's court meeting!

It was late at night, and the house of Zhang Ben, the left servant of the Ministry of Industry, was still brightly lit in Qinghe Lane by the Qinhuai River.

In the room, in addition to Zhang Ben, there were Wang Ji, the right servant of the Ministry of War, Wang Zhang, the minister of Honglu Temple, and several young speech officials.The whole room was full of officials, big and small, but the one sitting on the right seat was a young man in his early twenties - Zhu Zhanji, grandson of the Ming Dynasty!

These days, Zhu Zhanji has broken his heart, worn out his mouth, and tried his best to gather such a group of people.At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of exhaustion, but he was very happy in his heart!Because this is the 'Grandson Party' organized by him himself!

He just wanted to show the crown prince and Wang Xian that I can get things done without relying on you!

"Your Highness," Wang Ji reminded in a low voice, seeing Zhu Zhanji wandering in the sky, "Everyone is waiting for your lecture."

"Everyone," Zhu Zhanji settled down, looked around at the officials in the room, coughed dryly, and said seriously: "You don't need to say too much, you should also know that the capital is full of wind and rain now! Everyone is working hard and preparing Sing against us tomorrow morning!"

"Yes." Everyone nodded. They all knew that after tomorrow, they would become different in the eyes of their colleagues, and would no longer be tolerated by scholars...at least it was like this before His Royal Highness ascended the throne.It is conceivable how much pressure everyone is under to make such a decision.

"I know, we are outnumbered, and everyone is very nervous." Zhu Zhanji said in a low voice.The next moment, he raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "But we must be the winners..." After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Because the emperor is on our side! We are fighting for the emperor! "

"Yes!" Everyone cheered up and nodded excitedly.If they didn't understand this, how could they choose to speculate?
"Everyone!" Zhu Zhanji said loudly again: "Tomorrow will charge for me, and I will share wealth with you in the future!"

"I'll wait!" All the officials got up in unison, knelt down on one knee to Zhu Zhanji, and said in a deep voice, "I will swear to die to be loyal to the grandson!"

"Okay!" Zhu Zhanji nodded excitedly, helped Zhang Ben and the others, and said in a gentle voice, "Let Mr. Zhang arrange it."

"Yes." Zhang Ben nodded solemnly, and then he gave instructions on who would lead the charge first, who would follow up with the second, who would pinch the opponents, and who would cover for His Royal Highness the Grandson tomorrow morning.I checked the lines with everyone separately, and before I knew it, it was the second watch...

"Okay," Zhu Zhanji has been listening to him with piercing eyes.Hearing the sound of drumming outside, Fang got up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, go home and take a nap. See you at the Meridian Gate!"

"Yes!" Although they hadn't slept all night, all the officials were in high spirits. Hearing the words, they got up one after another, saluted Zhu Zhanji and the adults, and left Zhang Ben's residence.

After everyone left, Zhang Ben saw that Zhu Zhanji had no intention of leaving, so he asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, if you don't mind, you can just stare at Weichen for a while."

In fact, Zhu Zhanji had no place to go. He couldn't go back to the Prince's Mansion in the middle of the night, and it was not appropriate to go to Wang Xian's house. He couldn't even open the door when he returned to the barracks, so he could only stay at Zhang Ben's house.But His Royal Highness Taisun still had to insist: "Don't sleep, there is still more than an hour to go to court, how about we talk about it?"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey..." Zhang Ben was so sleepy that he could only force himself to play with Zhu Zhanji on the chessboard.But he couldn't even lift his eyelids at the moment, seeing that the pieces on the chessboard were doubled, it would be strange to be able to play Go well.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhanji's mood was also not on the chessboard, and the two of them just played with each other.One is dozing off like a head-knocking bug, and the other is twiddling a chess piece and wandering into the sky...Zhu Zhanji is not a reckless young man, he is a scheming grandson of Ming Dynasty!How could he not know that if he confronted his father in the court tomorrow, the rift between father and son would expand countless times and be exposed in front of the emperor's servants.In the future, the father and son will probably part ways completely, and even face each other sharply with the help of the emperor's grandfather and ministers!

Zhu Zhanji knew that this was definitely not a fantasy.He knew very well that after the second uncle's defeat and the third uncle's suspicion, the grandpa really wanted someone to stand up to check and balance the crown prince.The conflict between myself and my father is undoubtedly what the emperor would like to see. The emperor will definitely push himself to stand on the opposite side of his father in order to achieve the purpose of suppressing the prince.

Don't talk about fathers and sons, sons and grandchildren, the family has no relatives, only you, all the tenderness, is just a fig leaf to cover up the ugliness...

Subconsciously, Zhu Zhanji wanted to avoid this situation.However, the emperor shouted angrily that day: "I can still pass on the throne to my grandson!" Like a curse, it quietly awakened the ambition hidden in his heart-how many times he couldn't sleep at night, Zhu Zhanji put on his clothes and went to the ground, meditating at night , and finally confirmed the depths of my heart, I actually had a lot of expectations for this situation...

Great grandson, great grandson, sounds extremely noble!But like a person who knows how warm and cold the water is, he has to accompany the prince to get through his grandfather first, and then get through his father alone.I'm afraid I'll turn my hair white, and I won't be able to wait for that day...

Becoming an enemy with his father, this matter is very absurd among the people, but in the Tian family, it is perfectly normal.Zhu Zhanji built his grandson party from scratch and organized this operation, which means he has made a choice.What I worry about now is how to avoid the reputation of being unfilial and how to prevent Wang Xian from standing on the opposite side of him once his face is torn apart.

Zhu Zhanji cares more about the latter than the former, and no one understands Wang Xian's ability and luck better than him.He believes. In this battle between father and son, whichever side Wang Xian is on, the other side will be the loser!
Ordinarily, with the relationship between the two, His Royal Highness Grandson has nothing to worry about.But Zhu Zhanji knew that Wang Xian was full of respect for His Royal Highness, and he might really stand on the opposite side of him...

'Absolutely not allowed! Zhu Zhanji dropped a piece with a ferocious face, which disturbed the other pieces, and also shocked Zhang Ben...

(End of this chapter)