Crowned with Pearls

   Chapter 367 One hundred and sixty-six Tianwei

   What a kid.

Looking at the sour plum soup in the white porcelain bowl on the small round table beside the Fifth Prince, Concubine Pang Gui couldn't help sighing after a little stunned, and then she shook her head gently: "Look at you, you can't be so heavy. Hold your breath, I told you, what can I do?"

The greenery outside the hall was lush with greenery, and birds were chirping on the branches. The fifth prince knew that his mother was not really angry, so he said a little aggrieved and a little helpless: "You have been reluctant to let me choose a concubine, and you will not let me choose a concubine. After leaving the palace and opening the mansion, don’t tell me anything, what can I know? Everyone says I’m a waste.”

   He really felt wronged.

  His fourth brother is more than a round older than him, and fortunately, even though he got married early, he has never been able to have children. Otherwise, the fourth brother's children are almost the same age as him. What's the matter with him?

   King Zhuang was about to give birth to a child, and he was still leading errands. Seeing that his father was relying on him more and more.

   But what about yourself?

  The fifth prince didn't understand very much. He looked at his mother's beautiful face and was slightly puzzled.

   Could it be that the mother-in-law and the grandfather's family really wanted nothing?

   "What a stupid child." Concubine Pang Gui smiled lightly, then lowered her head to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus floating in her sour plum soup, and said lightly, "You are clearly pure kindness, how can you call it a waste?"

   She didn't wait for the fifth prince to refute, she stared at him with a pair of very charming cat-like eyes, and then asked: "Are you comparing with your fourth brother?"

  The fifth prince hesitated for a moment, but he still told the truth in front of his mother: "Mother, why can't I compare with the fourth brother? Am I not the son of the father?"

   Whether it was his mother's family or his relationship with his father, he didn't feel that he was inferior to King Zhuang.

   And the age difference between Wang Zhuang and him is too big, and there is no relationship between them.

   If one day he really needs to eat and live under the hands of this older brother, he will not be very happy.

   I didn't expect the Fifth Prince to say this, Concubine Pang Gui looked at him in surprise, and then she couldn't help but laugh softly.

She smiled with relief, and then her face turned serious: "You know this, how can you still call it stupid?" After a pause, Concubine Pang continued: "Even if you don't compare with others, you were born in my stomach. You can't avoid being a thorn in the eyes of others. Since last year's Caoyun case, King Zhuang has been deliberately trying to deal with your uncle, and these things are not the first time."

   The fifth prince's expression changed, he had never heard Concubine Pang Gui mentioned this.

But Concubine Pang immediately changed the conversation: "But you are different from your fourth brother, your fourth brother is fighting to get ahead, that's because he himself is the eldest prince after the second child and third child had an accident. No matter how old you are, when you open a government and become a prince, you always have to make some achievements in order to attract people to follow."

  Otherwise, he is only a waste of age but not ability, what do you want him to do?

   The fifth prince seemed to understand, but gave Concubine Pang Gui a blank look.

"It's a good thing for him to be impatient, the more impatient he is, the easier it is to get into trouble." Concubine Pang Gui looked at her slender and white hand, and pulled the corner of her mouth slightly: "Look, in his comparison, how much is your son? The pure and frankness?"

   The fifth prince suddenly realized.

And Concubine Pang Gui was already holding the sour plum soup and lowered her eyes: "Xiao Wu, you already know that you are going to fight, that's good. Then you open your eyes and take a good look, you will know how big a storm lies beneath this calm. ."

   It rained all night, and the glazed tiles shone brightly in the sunlight, showing off dazzlingly, but Xu Yonghong had no intention of appreciating it at all. He followed the little maid into this familiar place, trying to keep his composure.

   Eunuch Xia stood under the porch, and when he saw him coming, he smiled calmly as before, and invited him in.

   Wanting to see something from the faces of these old foxes, it is more difficult than going to the sky. Xu Yonghong knew it well, so he just turned his heart and went directly into the imperial study.

   Emperor Yuanfeng was sitting beside the desk in the cubicle. He didn't dare to look any further, he walked forward a short distance, and suddenly knelt down in front of the purple-gold four-legged unicorn auspicious beast incense burner, saying "Long live."

  The study room was silent, and he didn't dare to raise his head. He only felt that the cold sweat all over his body had soaked his back, and then he heard Emperor Yuanfeng's faint cry.

Xu Yonghong's heart was up and down. There was no doubt that what happened last night was a trap. Logically speaking, today should be a storm, but now he came in, but he only felt peaceful, as if Emperor Yuanfeng was just like the countless times before, thinking about it. Something called him in to chat a few words between the monarch and his ministers.

   The more peaceful he is, the more restless he is in his heart, he knows that all this is fake, including this moment of tranquility.

   Sure enough, not long after, Emperor Yuanfeng said at the top: "Last night, the bell tower in Jingshan collapsed, you know?"

   It is because of this!

   Xu Yonghong took off his crown and belt, and without any hesitation, fell to his knees heavily on the ground again.

   He could sense that Emperor Yuanfeng's gaze fell on his back, and the gaze was like a light on his back, stabbing him almost to the point of tearing his skin to pieces.

   After a brief silence, Emperor Yuanfeng said lightly, "All come in!"

   Xu Yonghong closed his eyes.

The door was opened, and the first assistant Yang Bo, the second assistant Xu Shun, Cen Ronghui, the Minister of Rites, and Gao Ping, the minister of punishment, filed in, followed by Master Wei and Xu Rui. They were all **** and described as embarrassed. He was escorted in, kneeling on the ground, his face pale.

When everyone arrived, Emperor Yuanfeng asked Xu Yonghong, "Did you kill Su Mingqing and Su An?"

It was clear that his tone was gentle, but in Xu Yonghong's ears, it was no different than a shock. His palms were sweating, and after this period of time, he had already made up his mind, fell on the ground and bowed heavily: "Holy Master Mingcha, The minister is terrified!"

"Frightened?" Emperor Yuanfeng sneered, and suddenly picked up the memorial on the side and threw it in front of Xu Yonghong: "Are you frightened? I think you are daring! Seven people died in the Su family last night, and the bell tower collapsed and crushed a few more. Craftsman, how dare you say that you are frightened by doing such nonsense?!"

   When Emperor Yuanfeng got angry, several patriarchs fell silent.

   Everyone knows that this master is a ruthless character, and he came out of the rain of swords, spears and swords. Emperor Yuanfeng is actually extremely sensitive and suspicious, irritable and irritable, and no one can guarantee what he will do in the next moment.

  Xu Rui and Lord Wei both looked pale, and they couldn't even make a sound for a while.

  Xu Yonghong also felt cold all over. He tried to reach out to pick up the memorial several times, but he couldn't pick it up. When he finally picked it up and glanced at it, he lay down with a pale face, and said with all dismay: "I will be punished by death!"

   (end of this chapter)