From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 690 The Prince Is A Little Small

Chang'an in the Western Jin Dynasty
Feng Yuyan looked at the folds on the book case with a serious face, and his dark eyes automatically ignored the large and small bastards on the book case. These were drawn by his mother, and he would definitely not order people to erase them. If not, it would only be his father The emperor will definitely not let him go...

The little man rubbed his temples, Yan Jing'an stood in front of him.There is also a first-class public Yecheng in Dongluo, Su Ziyu, the thousand-year-old king of Wu.

Su Ziyu stood aside, silently looking at His Highness the Crown Prince who had grown up a lot, thinking that when he was in the capital, His Highness the Crown Prince was still very young, but now that he has grown up a bit, he looks more and more like Feng Junran.

And now Feng Junran, who has shrunk several sizes, compared with his adult figure, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his hands, and wanted to bully this little master.

So the hand that was shrunk under the unicorn robe was clenched into a fist, released, and then clenched into a fist again. Su Ziyu said that his hands were really itchy.

Ye Cheng said solemnly: "His Royal Highness, this matter needs to be thoroughly investigated!"

Zhu Chengyou brought the news from Taihang Mountain that there were two groups of people ambushing in Taihang Mountain to prepare for the assassination. Fortunately, the emperor and queen were not in the carriage, so there was no accident. It was just that the people who came knew that the emperor and queen were not in the carriage, and it seemed that it was convenient for the people to leave immediately. up.

Feng Yuyan frowned, father and mother went to Northwest Fifth Emperor's uncle, there should be no danger for the time being.

Yan Jing'an pinched her beard and was also meditating on the side. Now Muyang King's party feathers have been wiped out, not to mention the little tail. At that time, the emperor handled it cleanly and beautifully. Remnants, who could it be?It is indeed extremely vicious to directly come up and kill the killer.

Feng Yuyan said lightly: "Send a message to Uncle Sixth Emperor to pick him up, but..."

Baozi raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "It's better to look like you're hiding from the sky."

Hearing this, the old foxes couldn't help pinching their beards and laughing, and Su Ziyu couldn't help nodding his head again and again, don't look small, the genes are here, Feng Junran's son is really more patient than his father, look, this is like Words spoken by a little doll?

"However, I'm not alone in the world, so I can only come up with such an idea. For the rest, I need the help of adults."

Feng Yuyan looked at the table and completely pushed the matter out.

Yes, he is the prince, but Su!The prince didn't have any reason to exhaust himself. Father said, to know how to use people well, well, then naturally it is impossible for him to use himself?

Feng Yuyan narrowed his eyes, with a little smile on his face, but Yan Jing'an couldn't help dripping a drop of cold sweat. It is often said that relying on the old sells the old, and today he finally saw what it means to sell the small with the small...

But it is still impossible to refute these words, after all... he is indeed young, and his inexperience is understandable.

So Yan Jing'an twitched her eyelids, and just responded silently.

The first-class gentleman pinched his beard and couldn't help nodding in satisfaction. He is the prince's grandfather, so he will serve him wholeheartedly.

Su Ziyu glanced at Xiao Baozi with his eyes raised, trying to see some shadow of Ye Xiaoxiao from him.

"Wu Wang is thousand years old, do you have anything to say?"

With a slight smile, Feng Yuyan looked at his father's former rival in love who had been looking at him openly recently.

Su Ziyu smiled slightly, and said: "My concubine gave birth to a son for this king, and I would like to invite His Royal Highness to celebrate with him on the [-]th day."

Well, he is not Lao Tzu's opponent, so it's okay to make up for it by putting something on him when he was young, right?
Feng Yuyan smiled faintly: "So it's about this matter, well, I'll make a decree alone, when the time comes, all the civil and military capitals of the court will go to the prince's house to celebrate!"

Take something out of his hand?I'm sorry, these things were accumulated by my mother little by little. It's impossible for our old Feng family's capital to be in the hands of others so easily.

The two looked at each other and smiled, each with their own thoughts, one was triumphant and tried his best to take advantage, and he was still thinking that the civil and military capitals of the Manchu Dynasty would come, and that they were all good things like hills.

And Feng Yuyan also smiled lightly, while his thoughts turned, his dark eyes flickered with a little coldness.

Ye Cheng pinched his beard and looked at Su Ziyu, he couldn't help but feel that this Wu Wang Qiansui was getting more and more pitiful.

"Your Highness, Lord Wang Xibin is waiting outside Xinuang Pavilion, please see His Highness."

Feng Yuyan nodded slightly, and the group of people in front of him stepped aside a bit. Wang Xibin walked in, glanced at the few adults who had won the trust of the emperor and were asked to assist the prince by name, saluted with a smile, and then Only then did he kneel down in front of the desk with a plop in full view.

This action immediately shocked everyone, even Ye Cheng couldn't help but took a step forward, pulled him up, and said, "What are you doing, my lord?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Wang Xibin burst into tears. A big man, crying so much, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Wang Xibin cried for a long time, then knelt down in front of the prince with a puff, sobbing: "His Royal Highness, I... I know that I can achieve this position because I betrayed my own father, but I can't do anything about it. My father is a traitor. , but King Muyang is the only one who looks forward, and King Muyang wants the life of the emperor! What is he, King Muyang? I traded my father's life and future in exchange for the glory of today's minister, I don't even care about such sarcasm, but why do they bother innocent children?"

Speaking of this, Wang Xibin was already crying. After writing the case, Feng Yuyan frowned slightly, obviously thinking of the scene that happened outside the Imperial Prison.

"His Royal Highness, I have no other choice. Now that Ning'er is being bullied and bedridden, it's okay to be scolded and humiliated by others, but Ning'er, but Ning'er..."

Wang Xibin couldn't help crying anymore, and couldn't utter a single word anymore.

Su Ziyu frowned, looked up at Feng Yuyan, and saw that His Highness the little prince seemed to be in a bad mood, and his small eyebrows were tightly knit together.

"God of Wealth Zhao, prepare the car, I'm going to visit Lord Wang's mansion alone!"

The little father-in-law, who was not as tall as the prince, immediately ran out, but no matter how serious he was, he seemed so inexplicably happy in the eyes of others. There was no way, he was so small, no matter how he looked at him, he seemed cute.

While Ye Cheng pinched his beard, he glanced at Wang Xibin lightly, while Yan Jing'an looked at Ye Cheng with a smile, and then at Wang Xibin. Although His Royal Highness is decisive in dealing with affairs, swift and resolute, and very neat in matters of state affairs, he is still young after all. To put it bluntly, there is still room for improvement in terms of human relations and sophistication.

(End of this chapter)