golden scales

Only then did Zhu Chunchen realize that his muscles were tense, and he relaxed for a while, as if a mountain had been lifted.He said: "Almost scared me... Speaking of which, if the guards of the Eastern Palace can defeat even the Beijing camp, who else is his opponent? Isn't he willing to usurp the throne as he pleases? Just say that His Majesty's holy body violates the peace, and the crown prince will naturally be able to do so." Supervising the country. In three to five years, His Majesty will make a big move..."

As Cheng Guogong talked, he was frightened by himself again.

It really does seem that simple.

"Why?" Ping Qing sneered coldly: "Why did the prince ascend the throne and become emperor? He was fooled by the people below every day, and the imperial decree became a piece of paper when it came out of the palace."

"This..." Cheng Guogong didn't think about such a profound question.In his view, the emperor is the son of heaven, the most powerful person under the sky, who can do whatever he wants.The chair of the Nine-Five Supreme exuded such a powerful temptation that he almost forgot that he was a member of the group that fooled the emperor.

"The prince trains and strengthens the army for the purpose of reorganizing the country." Ping Qing took down the third chess piece, and said: "I think that Emperor Taizu Gao was only a white-clothed Huaizuo, herding cattle and begging, so he won it too. 300 years in the Ming Dynasty? Now the prince must think that he has the blood of the Zhu family, and he is also the emperor of the Eastern Palace. In terms of starting point, he is much higher than his ancestors. Why can't we reopen the world."

Zhu Chunchen was a person whose will was sapped by wine, lust and wealth, and it took him a long time to say: "The prince has great ambitions."

"Which emperor didn't?" Ping Qing disapproved: "It's just that some can't stand the temptation of Fendai, some can't stand the temptation of Jindan, and some have great ambitions but few talents... So in ancient times, the holy emperor Ming Wang can't be met, but once met, it's three lives. Luckily!" He glanced at Cheng Guogong, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "For corrupt officials, it's a bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Zhu Chunchen heard the elegant meaning of these words, but waved his hands: "Even for a sage king like Yao and Shun, there are villains in the court. Such villains and gentlemen are like oil and water. Although they cannot be tolerated, they are indispensable. .”

"Grandpa's words are reasonable." Ping Qing said: "Water in the oil pan will fry the pan. Oil floating in the tea water will also be poured out. The key is where the oil is. The place. The crown prince doesn’t like the three battalions of Jinyiwei, Bingmasi, and Jingshi, so he wants to build a new army. Once the new army is trained, what will the father-in-law do?"

"That's right!" Zhu Chunchen slapped the chess board: "He stole my job!"

"No and no!" Ping Qing shook his head.

"What? Didn't he snatch the job from my governor, Jingying?" Zhu Chunchen asked doubtfully.

"It's the prince who blocked the prince's way." Ping Qing tapped his fingers on the chessboard lightly: "He summoned the prince today to let the prince know how to make way. Spit out the money that should be spit out. It’s convenient to go all the way.”

Following Mr. Pingqing's fingers, Zhu Chunchen looked at the three Yunzi in the shape of Pin on the chessboard, forming a situation of "beating and eating".His face gradually returned to the deepness of the past, and he said: "Mr.

"You treat me as a national scholar, and I will repay you as a national scholar." Ping Qing pushed the chess game away, stepped on the collapsed cloth shoes, stretched his waist, and said slowly: "I have three strategies: top, middle and bottom. Cheng Guogong’s lineage will enjoy another 300 years of glory and wealth. The middle strategy can guarantee you a good death. The worst strategy, maybe you can keep your grandfather’s blood.”

There was a trace of surprise in Zhu Chunchen's eyes: "Why is this? My family has been rich for 300 years, so I have in-laws and children all over the court and the public. Not to mention the prince, even the current emperor may not be able to move my family!"

"It's fine if you don't believe it." Ping Qing put on his cloth shoes, walked to the desk, and wrote two cursive characters.

"It's just nonsense." Zhu Chunchen followed with a smile on his face.

Ping Qing was silent for a long time, before he said: "I am grateful for your courtesy, Corporal, and I would not say anything about another person." He paused, and said: "Since you have seen the ambition of the East Palace, don't you know that climbing dragons and phoenixes is now? If you can concur with your whole family, the crown prince will definitely take Cheng Guogong as a model, and the rewards from the sage will definitely not be less, and most of your children will be able to walk under the gate of the East Palace. Once the emperor's Ming is revived, wouldn't he be another 300-year-old prince? "

Zhu Chunchen's face was slightly red, and he waited until he retreated before he said: "This is the best policy, but it sounds like a good idea, but it's a bit too much for the whole family to be congenial. Now that Wen Tian and Wu are playing, soldiers can't fight, and it's hard to know who will win tomorrow... Didn't the master once say: the number of days is about to change, if bandits attack the city, why don't you open the city gates and seek refuge with the new lord?"

"One moment and another moment." Ping Qing said disapprovingly: "At that time, no one told me that Donggong had such ambitions and methods."

"It's not worth it, it's not worth it," Zhu Chunchen shook his head decisively, "I hope Mr. Wen is the right choice."

"Promise the price offered by Donggong, give as much as you want, don't ask for merit, but ask for no fault. Even a hero like Cao Cao, at least knows not to reach out and hit the smiling face." Mr. Ping Qing's voice was already very disappointed.

"I'm afraid he's talking too much," Zhu Chunchen said with a frown. "When we meet today, the Beijing camp will pay for gunpowder. This year, it will cost tens of thousands of taels of silver! If there are other things in the future, how will I deal with them?" ? You still have to sit on the ground and pay back the money.”

Pingqing was slightly surprised: "The prince talks about gunpowder as soon as we meet? Could it be that he didn't even try to make friends."

"What kind of friendship can I have with him? Is there something wrong?" Zhu Chunchen had a slight premonition.

"Student's worst plan," Ping Qing regained his composure, "Let your son Lingsun take the housewares and flee to the south of the Yangtze River to hide his identity and become a rich man, maybe he can escape death."

"Sir, this is scaremongering!" No matter how well-bred Zhu Chunchen is, he couldn't hold back: "My family has been a prince for 300 years, how could he do such a thing of incognito!"

"This is to save blood for the father-in-law." Ping Qing said calmly.

Cheng Guogong flicked his sleeves heavily, just snorted from his sinuses, turned around and walked out.

Mr. Pingqing watched Cheng Guogong leave, and he sighed often when he heard the garden gate outside was kicked hard.

"Zhao Da!" Mr. Ping Qing shouted.

A stout man with soot on his face turned around from behind the house, and replied in a low voice, "Master, please order."

"Pack up your things, let's go."

Mr. Pingqing neatly rolled up several high-quality lake brushes with a thin bamboo curtain, pulled out a piece of written paper to wrap Fang Yulu's Jiuxuan Sanji ink, and asked Zhao Da to hug the Jinxing She inkstone.He grabbed "The Spectrum of Hematemesis" first, and then went to the bookshelf to select a few rare and rare books, and put them in the bamboo niches one by one.

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