little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 214 Preparation
"I am going to sit next to the prince!"

These words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, with glare and sparks exploding in the hall, Shen Shixing, who has always been mature and prudent, couldn't calm down, his old face flushed with excitement like blood.And Wang Xijue was not much better than him, he just felt dizzy for a while, as if he drank two catties of Fulaichun on an empty stomach, and felt like he was stepping on cotton, at a loss what to do.

Huang Jin even lost his composure, and directly dropped the pen in his hand onto the imperial decree that was about to be written, and allowed the pool of ink on it to gradually smear, staring at the emperor with wide eyes, muttering to himself: "Long live, this can't be done..."

Wang Xijue didn't seem to wake up until he walked out of the palace gate and the cool wind hit his face.

Turning around to look at Shen Shixing, I had to admire this fox for being so experienced, but he was still calm at this moment, and couldn't help it: "Do you think what the emperor said is true?"

Shen Shixing shook his head calmly, with deep entanglement in his eyes: "You are so confused, Jinkouyuyan, is that fake?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's really amazing." Wang Xijue shook his head severely, and then lowered his voice: "Our emperor, who regards power as his destiny, is willing to let go so easily now. There is a reason."

Shen Shixing took a breath, his eyes flickering: "No matter what the situation inside, the decision made by the emperor will never be wrong. Given time, the current prince will definitely be the king of the Ming Dynasty." His tone was proud and his expression was looking forward to Xiong Fei.

Different from Shen Shixing's cheerful and optimistic expression, Wang Xijue's face darkened when he frowned: "It's too early to be happy, let's wait and see."

Shen Shixing lowered his eyelids, staring at the clouds coming and going in the sky, gathering and dispersing, he suddenly sighed: "Don't be suspicious, the emperor allowed the prince to still supervise the country, which is the best proof."

Regarding this point, Wang Xijue really couldn't say anything.

Shen Shixing was a little strange, turned his eyes a few times, and suddenly stopped: "Yuan Yu, why were you so angry in the palace just now?"

Wang Xijue didn't react for a while, and he replied absent-mindedly: "I was angry, but I was a little shocked when I first heard what the emperor said." Shen Shixing stopped, with a half-smile on his face: "I didn't say this, it is In the beginning, when the emperor ordered us to return to the cabinet."

Starting from the ears, a strange red rushes up from the neck to the forehead and finally to the face at a speed visible to the eyes, and when the redness reaches the point where it can no longer be red, it finally becomes angry from embarrassment, and suddenly opens its mouth and shouts: "You don't care about me! "After speaking, turn around and walk away.

Shen Shixing laughed at the back and almost fell on his back: "Wang Yuanyu, pretend I don't know you, you must want to be the chief assistant, don't you?"

There was no answer, and I saw a generation of famous ministers, Mr. Wang covering his face and running around like rats and wolves. He almost imitated Cao Mengde's beard and robe...

In Qianqing Palace, because of the departure of Shen Shixing and Wang Xijue, the inexplicably tense atmosphere had gradually subsided.

But for Huang Jin, the aftermath of the shock in his heart did not dissipate. On the contrary, it was because of the rare peace in front of him that he became more and more eager to move. exit.

While hesitating, Wanli finally said, "We've been together for decades, you know what I'm thinking, and you can't hide your thoughts from me. If you have anything to ask, just ask."

The voice was calm and indifferent, without any displeasure, this calm and indifferent made Huang Jin's heart beat a few times.

For some reason, Huang Jin found out with worry that since the emperor recovered from his illness this time, there were so many things wrong that made him think that the emperor seemed to be a different person.Even though the emperor said so, Huang Jin was more afraid to be presumptuous: "I dare not peek at the holy will, this old slave would not dare."

Wanli snorted coldly: "Old guy! If you ask, just ask, I forgive you for your innocence."

Huang Jin shivered, and finally couldn't help being curious: "That...the emperor said that he will rest in the harem and hand over all political affairs to the crown prince, but is it true?"

Ever since Shen Shixing and Wang Xijue left, Wanli has been stuck in a deep sense of fatigue. He put his thin body in the huge dragon chair and closed his eyes slightly. Huang Jin was used to serving him, so he hurried over He went behind him, rubbed his hands together, and placed them on the Fengfu acupoint next to Wanli's ears to massage gently. The long-lost sense of relaxation made Wanli feel so comfortable that he almost groaned.

"There is no need to doubt, everything I said is true. Jian Guo is true, and Zen is also true." Feeling the hands above his head obviously paused, Wanli sighed softly: "Why, are you unhappy?"

Huang Jin was taken aback, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Master Long Live, you are joking, this old slave can't afford to be a prince. It's not impossible to talk about the prince's virtuousness. It's just that the emperor is in the prime of his life. If he steps down at this time, I'm afraid that the officials will not follow him." , besides, if the master is young and his ministers are strong, there will be future troubles."

In fact, when Huang Jin said these words, he sweated a lot, for fear that the moody emperor would turn his face in an instant, but in fact, Wanli didn't mean to get angry at all, his face was like a deep pool, calm without a trace of ripple.

Looking at Wanli's face, Huang Jin was suddenly very worried, because he found that the emperor was really serious this time, and in a thoughtful way.

"Long live, you are in the prime of life, and you can still sit in the country for a few more years." When he said this, Huang Jin's aggrieved voice was already a little choked: "Besides, the prince is still young, no matter how talented he is, he will not be able to do it this year." But 11 years old, still young."

The dim light shone on the face, and the shadows were vague and uncertain. Wanli, who was lying on the couch, did not open his eyes, but his voice had become extremely gentle.

"Follow my temperament, I wish I could give him the chair right now including His Highness Taihe!"

"Don't look at his young age, but there is an old saying that wisdom does not lie in age, and life without wisdom is nothing! Don't say that he is 11 years old now, even if he is younger, there is no problem."

"Your scruples are justified. Although he is capable, he can't hold a group of tigers and wolves around. This is why I treat King Shen and his wife with all kinds of courtesy. They are both mature and prudent ministers. With them in charge of the cabinet, there will be no worries about internal affairs. In these three years, I will stay here for him well, no matter what he wants to do, I will support him to do it, and after three years, maybe it will be impossible for me to do anything for him." Speaking of the last sentence At that time, the tone has become endless vicissitudes.

Huang Jin's hand pinching his forehead had already stopped, and he looked at Wanli with surprised eyes, completely forgetting that he had committed a serious crime of usurpation, so he just said in a daze, "Long live, what are you talking about..." The tail sound has become trembling, as if it has felt great panic.

"Old guy, what's there to panic about? A person lives for a hundred years and eventually dies. My life is already taken. Every day I live is earned."

Compared with the panic-stricken Huang Jin, Wanli's face at this moment is indifferent and calm. Finally, he slowly opened his closed eyes, his eyes were empty and blank, as if they had extended to the endless void in the distance. Yu said: "I'm not afraid of that day at all, because I can see her soon..."

　The third one is delivered, thanks to every supportive book friend, I don’t know how to say a thousand words, only thanks, gratitude, and touch.I recommend "The Underworld of the Tang Dynasty", which is also a historical text!
　　


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