Imperial study room.

The old emperor was a little listless, with a bright yellow dragon robe hanging loosely on his body. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, squinting at Xiao Fushan.

"Duke Rong has lost weight recently? Are you worried about your child's affairs?"

When Xiao Fushan faced the real murderer who killed his father and son, he looked as usual and bowed, "Thank you for your care. The dog son is already very happy."

The emperor gently turned the jade ring, "Well, that's good. I'll take him into the palace when I have time, and I'll see him too."

Xiao Fushan said, "The dog is not good at doing things, and the child is ruthless, afraid of rushing to the emperor."

King Gong stood opposite Xiao Fushan, his eyes swollen, but his good looks were hollowed out by wine. His eyes were cold and he sneered, "Is it possible for Duke Rong to be so shirked? Is it necessary to resist the order?"

Xiao Fushan glanced at him lightly, "King Gong is very good at deducting charges."

King Gong snorted coldly, "Duke Rong is really a high-ranking and powerful person. Even I can't even take this king seriously. Do you even take your father seriously?"

Xiao Fushan's expressionless face, but his voice became cold, "King Gong is careful. The Duke Rong's mansion has been loyal and kind for generations, and his grandfathers and fathers all died for the battlefield for the death of Dayan. Could it be that King Gong cannot tolerate me and wants to send me to the guillotine?"

Nowadays, all the civil and military officials of the court are only one Duke Rong dared to be unreasonable to him, but he could not do anything to him. He always had a disadvantage in the fight. He even lost his position in the Eastern Palace and was banned for several months.

King Gong's face turned red, and he pointed at Xiao Fushan's hand and trembled, "You are arrogant! When did I say I want to kill you?"

Xiao Fushan said lightly, "The prince has killed him once last year."

The emperor raised his eyelids and stopped them, "Okay, it's a big deal that makes me feel a headache. It's not a big deal. Please step down."

After leaving the imperial study room, Xiao Fushan walked on the palace road, with red walls and green tiles gorgeous and dazzling, and the palace road was silent, but behind this, there were so many dirty and murderous intents.

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At the entrance of the study room outside the Duke Rongguo Mansion, Xiao Dong and Xiao Xi stood not far away and guarded. No one walked within three feet of the study room, and there were guards around him.

King Duan frowned between his eyebrows, "Duke Rong, this is a good opportunity to overthrow the Zhongyong Palace. Why did you let him go?"

Xiao Fushan held scissors and trimmed the wick of the candle. The candlelight jumped, reflecting on his cold and sharp face, flickering and dark.

"Prince thought about it, if King Zhongyong fell now, who would he give the military power in his hands?"

King Duan pondered for a moment, "Now the people who can lead troops to fight in the court, besides you and Duke Jingguo, are Xinyang Housing. Are you talking about Xinyang Hou?"

Xinyang Hou was the queen's younger brother. He had won several victories in the southeast and was also a hard-core figure in the court, but his military power was much less than that of Xiao Fushan.

Xiao Fushan already has more than 200,000 military power, so the emperor naturally will not give it to him again. Duke Jingguo is Xiao Fushan’s foreign family, and the two families are one. If he is given to him, it is no different from giving to Xiao Fushan.

The only thing left is Xinyang Hou.

The emperor needs someone who can compete with Duke Rong. If the Zhongyong Palace collapses, the most suitable candidate is naturally Xinyang Hou.

As the queen's family, Xinyang Houfu was naturally in opposition to Duke Rong and Duan Wang.

Xiao Fushan looked at the brighter candlelight after being trimmed, "The emperor lifted King Gong's confinement a few days ago. If the Xinyang Hou had the military power of the Zhongyong King, then King Gong's position as the crown prince is just around the corner."

The emperor helped Prince Gong to be confined to his feet two days after Liu's death. The reason was that Duan Duan didn't know, but Xiao Fushan could guess how much. The emperor was afraid that Xiao Fushan would guess the truth, so he was worried that Duan Duan was no longer worried.

King Duan was silent. During the period when he was handling state affairs on behalf of the emperor, he felt the feeling of being arrogant. It was completely different from being a prince. The world was under him. He could only make a red pen in his hand and then he could determine the world.

The threat of King Gong is naturally greater than that of King Zhongyong. If King Zhongyong wants to usurp the throne, it is a rebellion. King Gong can be justified in ascending to that position.

"Where is King Gong, can Duke Rong have any countermeasures?"

Xiao Fushan turned around and said, "Your Majesty first tell me if the Taoist priest who refined the elixir for the emperor is yours."

King Duan looked at Xiao Fushan, his tall body stood in front of the candlelight, and the black shadow in front of him was like a giant beast, occupying the entire study, cage in front of him, leaning over to look at him like an ant on the ground.

He did the secret of the Taoist priest's affairs, and even the staff around him did not know about it.

He replied lightly, "Yes."

Xiao Fushan paced, sat down opposite him, and said slowly, "Only King Gong could not hold back, so he would reveal his flaws."

King Duan's face sternly.

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Yongqing took medicine for seven days and his health was completely healed and he could get out of bed and walk.

Jingyan took the pulse and said that there was no need to take medicine anymore. The bent legs would gradually get better in the future.

Since Yongqing woke up, Mrs. Xiao had to come over to see her every day, and she hugged Yongqing's heart and soul.

Mrs. Xiao has grown a lot aged a lot in the past half month, her face is a little haggard and her white hair has also become much more gray. She wore the blue eyebrows that the young man embroidered for her, and with a gentle smile on her face, she took a box of heads and faces for her.

The old lady has many treasures, and the heads and faces inside are exquisite and extraordinary. Some are even more luxurious than those given during weddings and tea.

Youzi closed the box and pushed it over, "Thank you, mother, you have given so much before, you still keep these, you can't give me all the good things."

Although Young Master said respect, why can’t the old lady hear the politeness and alienation in it? How could she be as intimate as before?

The old lady's face dimmed, she talked to Yongqing again and left, but the box was not taken away by the maid.

Youfeng glanced at the box indifferently and let the green branches gather.

Jingyan has gained weight these days, and the flesh on his cheeks has bulged. Youzi heard that he has good light skills, but looking at his current body, I don’t know if he can still be as light as a swallow.

He also got thirty jars of good wine, which were made by Youfeng and Qingzhi Suyun overnight. Three jars a day, but half of them were drunk in just a few days.

Prince Ning has been fighting with two turtles every day in the past few days, which made Jingyan find fun and he is even more reluctant to give him antidote.

Not only did he not give the antidote, he would successfully snatch the mask on his face every time he fought. Prince Ning was disgraced, and the guards in the outer courtyard of the Duke's Mansion all admired his charm. Prince Ning also gained the reputation of "the king of the turtle and the king of the throne".

Prince Ning pulled Zhong Anping together, but still couldn't beat Jingyan. Instead, each of them got a pair of panda eyes. Prince Ning's dark circles had just disappeared, and the fresh ones were reunited.

The two of them went to find Duke Rong with hatred, but after so many days, they didn't see him. They were not in the mansion every day, and they didn't know what they were busy with.

The two of them took advantage of the opportunity to pay tribute to the old lady and asked for help.

Youzi looked at Zhong Anping's panda eyes, then looked at the pair of turtles on Prince Ning's face, and suppressed his smile and said in a pertinent manner, "If Prince Ning doesn't want to get married, I think this would be good."

Prince Ning's face turned dark, "Who said I don't want to marry a wife? Duke Rong promised to ask for medicine for me. If he can't get it, you have to take care of it."

Zhong Anping's eyes were flashing with gossip, "Do you want to get married? Oh, aren't you afraid, brother will help you find it! Can older people be better?"

Prince Ning slapped his claws with disgust and glared at him, "Are you here to help me or to harm me?"

Zhong Anping looked at the turtle on his face and said, "You are like this, don't choose... It would be nice to find someone who doesn't dislike you."

The two of them said one by one, and Prince Ning was completely angry.

He put away the fan and said, "Let's fight!"

Zhong Anping flirted with his brocade robe, "I'll hit you! I've never been afraid of anyone!"

Prince Ning and Zhong Anping have often come to the Duke's Mansion since childhood. They are familiar with the old lady, and they are not polite, so they fight in the lobby on the spot.

The main hall has a wide space, and the space in the middle is enough for them to make trouble. After all, Zhong Anping is from a martial arts family, and his kung fu is practical, which is slightly better than Prince Ning. Prince Ning relies on his light skills to be flexible, so Zhong Anping cannot gain any advantage for the moment.

Youfeng and Mrs. Xiao were eating snacks and drinking tea, and watched the pandas fight with interest.

Youzi sighed sadly, "If there are melon seeds, it will be perfect."

Without the beauty, the fight is not so pleasing to the eye, but the panda eyes add a lot of fun.

The panda eyes became even more funny, and the young man thought of the Panda hero.

The maid actually brought melon seeds and put them at the hands of the young master.

Ah, it's perfect.

The young man started eating melon seeds. With this configuration, wasn’t it just for free to watch a big show of Sun Bin going down the mountain? She originally regretted that she only watched the old lady’s birthday party for a short time.

The melon seeds are very fragrant. After kneading for a while, I found that there was a small plate of peeled melon seeds on my hand. Well, I was tired of eating them, so it was really delicious. I ate one bite at a time, one bite at a time, and one bite at a time.

Then another small disc appeared.

Youfeng looked at Qingzhi with praise, and said, "Don't have to peel it, concentrate on watching the show."

Qingzhi leaned over and whispered, "Miss, these melon seeds were peeled by the old lady himself."

Young man was stunned. The old lady, an elder, could not peel melon seeds for her daughter-in-law?

Young man looked up at the old lady. She was smiling at the competition under the hall, and seemed to have not noticed this. In the plate on her hand, there were a pile of melon seed shells.

Youth should take back your eyes and continue watching the show.

The two of them were fighting in full swing.

When I was watching it, Youhua reminded them from time to time, "Be careful of the vase! from Ru kiln!" "Be careful of the tea cups, all kilns!"

A sound came from the other side of the seat, "Be careful of the lantern, it's celadon!"

Young Master looked at the old lady and smiled with a pursed lips.

The old lady's eyes met her, and a comfortable and kind smile appeared on her face. She continued to remind her, "Oh, be careful of the fumigation furnace, cloisonné enamel!"

Prince Ning and the others couldn't fight anymore, so they stopped. Their backs were wet and they were pressed against their bodies.

The two looked at the old lady helplessly, then at the young man, and then at the melon seed shells on their hands, with dark lines on their faces.

Prince Ning sat down in frustration, "Old lady, are you watching the show."

Mrs. Xiao laughed happily, "I think you are fighting better than those martial artists. From autumn, I see the reward."

Zhong Anping was tall and elegant, and sat next to Prince Ning with a robe and said with great backbone, "Old lady, I am now the Minister of War, a fourth-rank official, and the same level as Mr. Xiao. You can't treat me as a child."
To be continued...