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Chapter 187 The story of clearing through (96)

Qingchuan Story 96

The Fourth Master helped Thirteenth, "It's all the emperor who is willing to give you this opportunity. It has nothing to do with me." Even if he wants to plan, the emperor who is willing to do so.

The emperor is willing to be a good person for him. Can he really accept it without any dissatisfaction?

He is not so shameless.

But now that I say this, Thirteen only thinks that the fourth brother is really kind. "Fourth brother, my brother knows it."

He immediately blocked the Fourth Master's words.

"Let's sit down first." The Fourth Master asked Thirteenth Master to sit down, and then said: "The Emperor means that Thirteen will take over the errands in your hands for the time being."

Thirteen would definitely be happy. Compared with the supervisor who built the house, there was nothing.

He nodded, "It's good. It's just the beginning, and it's easy to hand over."

The Fourth Master smiled and said, "After all, Longkodo has worked as an admiral in the Nine Gate, and there are still three or two loyal people. You have to be careful that these people will stumbling on you. If you are anxious, what can't you do?"

Thirteen nodded in the teachings. His experience over the years made him more calmer than his peers.

The Fourth Master did not keep him, "I guess you are very busy, so go quickly."

Thirteen smiled bitterly. He used to be in a down-and-out situation, but no one came to the door. Now he has made his debut, and he is afraid that the threshold will be almost broken. But he still has to go to social events.

So he stood up, thought for a while and whispered: "The emperor knows the relationship between me and the fourth brother, but he still handed over the capital to my younger brother. The fourth brother still needs to think about the meaning of this." If it comes to that day, it is the most important thing to control the situation as soon as possible.

The Fourth Master pursed his lips and said, "Go." He looked like he didn't want to say more.

Thirteen left, and Fourteen waved his whip and broke into the garden directly.

The Fourth Master looked at him and threw the horse whip into Su Peisheng's hand, "Fourth Brother, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" The Fourth Master sat casually on the chair, holding the teacup, and not raising his head.

"He is a thirteenth elder, and I am still a bald prince." The fourteenth elder said angrily: "He became the admiral of the Nine Gate, and I became an errand runner who repairs a house. Fourth brother, who is the one who comes from the belly of a mother with you?"

The Fourth Master frowned, "If you have something to say, don't you want the errands of Lao Thirteen? Now that I've given it to you, you don't want it anymore. You can't fall in love with the Admiral of the Nine Gate again, right? This Master is not capable, and he is all the thirteen who has the emperor's eyes. What's the use of calling me wronged?"

The emperor has always given away titles, but this time it hasn't. Isn't the meaning obvious? The emperor doesn't like it.

Fourteen suddenly looked embarrassed, "Who cares? I'm going to ask the emperor himself. I don't believe that the emperor can still watch me starve to death."

After saying that, he snatched the whip from Su Peisheng's hand and went out.

The Fourth Master ignored the matter. The Fourteenth Master was just stubborn. If he really dared to go to the emperor, he would look up to him.

When he left the Old Summer Palace for fourteen, the close-knit person asked, "Master, let's go to the garden?"

It's about Changchun Garden.

Go to a p! A dog slave with no eyes.

"Go back!" Fourteen turned over and took the horse, then left.

He really didn't plant it in front of the emperor and made a fuss. Last time, he took advantage of the emperor's good mood, and he told the emperor that his life was difficult. The emperor didn't say anything at that time, and turned around and asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to deliver daily supplies to his mansion. How much food, oil, how many fruits, how many vegetables, how many meats, how many vegetables, how many meats, how many faces were really patted.

I don’t know how many people secretly watched jokes at that time.

How dare he do such a thing now? What can he expect from his father to not love his mother or his love?

Fourteen felt a little depressed.

"Master, are you going home?" the eunuch who followed him asked again.

Shisi glared again, "Why didn't you find out before that you are stupid? Go back to your house? What kind of mansion?" He snorted, "Go to the mansion of Shisan Beizi to congratulate you." He bit the word Beizi very seriously, and the people who followed him shrank their necks, and they all understood why the master was in a bad mood.

The Thirteenth Master’s mansion is wide open, and the door is like a market, which is very lively.

Fourteen thought to himself that the Thirteenth Old is now trembling.

He smiled and headed into the mansion.

At this time, the Fourth Master was sitting in front of him.

I saw that Honghui's eyes were still red, "... It seemed that it was inappropriate for my son to look at it. He was pitiful and he often woke up from palpitations on naps. I was afraid..." Honghui pressed the position of his chest, "I'm afraid that he was sick here."

The Fourth Master's hands began to tremble, "Are you sure?"

"Ama, my son is also familiar with meridians. He cannot diagnose the disease, but he still knows whether the tendons and veins of a person are smooth." Honghui looked at the Fourth Master, "I will massage my arms every time I go there, so I am not as healthy as Huang Mafa's body."

"You are bold!" The Fourth Master's face turned pale. He was frightened if there was something wrong with the emperor's body, but when Honghui heard that he knew that there was something wrong with the emperor's body, he still dared to massage the emperor, his heart was almost jumping out. "What if the emperor has... you can get rid of suspicion?"

Honghui lowered his head, "My son saw Emperor Mafa... pitiful."

Pitiful?

The Fourth Master wanted to laugh a little, but also felt sad.

When facing the emperor and Honghui, he was worried about Honghui first. This was not good, and this really couldn't be considered a good example for the child.

But the emperor's illness is already like that. Can the imperial physician fail to cure it if he has a way? So far, the clearer his body has decreased, and it can be seen that there is no sign of improvement. At this time, Honghui used his hands and feet on the dragon body, and the risk was very high.

Honghui didn't know what the Fourth Master meant. He looked at his apologetic face and understood in his heart. This was because Ama was taking care of himself first and felt guilty towards the emperor.

"Actually... as long as you are not angry or stimulated, the body of Emperor Mafa should be fine for the time being." Honghui said in a low voice.

The Fourth Master's mind was full of the situation when the emperor was sick in the past. Every time, he covered his chest with a shaky look.

This palpitation problem is really hard to say. Some people have this problem when they are born, but they can live to the age of seventy and eighty. Some people may just hold their breath because they have taken a few more steps. The emperor used to be riding and ejaculation, but this problem was probably a new one in the past two years.

"Ama, I still want to live with Emperor Mafa." Honghui whispered.

The Fourth Master moved his lips and finally nodded. He should be relieved that the child has a innocent heart.

From this day on, Honghui basically lived in Changchun Garden. The Fourth Master seemed to have let go of everything in his hand and went to pay tribute to the emperor every now and then. If the emperor had time, he would sit and chat with him. If he had no time, he would kowtow outside and come back.

Even though Lin Yutong was so slow, she realized that something was wrong.

Master Ten said to Master Ninth: "What is the Fourth Brother planning to do? Become a filial son?"

Master Jiu shook his head, "I can't say it. Who knows what he is planning?"

Most people still regard the Fourth Master's behavior as a means of show-off.

At this time, there was a person sitting in front of the Eighth Master, a person he used to welcome him warmly but didn't want to involve him at all. Longkodo.

"Eighth Master also thinks that slaves are useless?" Longkodo's face was filled with a ruffian smile.

The eighth master shook his head, "What are you saying, uncle? We are not outsiders, saying this is a sad feeling."

The smile on Longkodo's face became even brighter, "The slave has fallen to this point, and the Eighth Master is willing to call him uncle. That slave has not come in vain this time." His voice lowered, "Does the Eighth Master also think that the Fourth Master is a filial son and seeks fame?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the Eighth Master's face, "The Fourth Brother is pure filial..."

Longkodo laughed, "Just two of us, we are talking in the dark room. Heaven knows the earth knows, you know me knows. Why cover up?"

The Eighth Master lowered his eyelids and thought to himself, no wonder the fourth brother was willing to abandon Longkodo. This man's mouth was indeed not very likable. There are some things that can be thought of in his heart, but they can't even say them in his mouth when they beat him to death.

He smiled and said nothing wrong.

Longkodo smiled, "It seems that the Eighth Master is a gentleman, but it seems to be true. It is rare to not speak badly." He followed his voice lowered, "The Fourth Master is a filial son, but I'm afraid it's not that simple. The emperor's body is no longer wonderful!"

The eighth Master's expression changed, and he stood up after a while, "What does uncle mean?"

Longkodo laughed again, "I have said a lot today. Please forgive me. Maybe I have drunk too much and said some drunken words. I am sorry, I will say goodbye now."

Master Eighth Master looked at Longkodo leaving casually, and his heart instantly rolled away.

The emperor is in poor health?

This... I don't know at all.

But how did Longkodo know? Could this be a trap?

The Eighth Master ruled out the possibility of being a trap. Because Longkodo was overturned by the Fourth Master all at once. The reason why he was not stepped on to death was because he was still concerned about the emperor's protection of the Tong family.

Longkodo is not a man of duty. If he wants to make a name for himself, he has to find another master. So he found himself who has no hope but is also unwilling to give up.

Thinking about it this way, these words are probably true.

As for the source of the news, there are more. The Tong family has a queen, a queen, and a noble concubine. It is not surprising that there are old people from the Tong family in this harem. It has been many years since the Shunzhi Dynasty. Many people cannot find out the foundation of the matter, but who knows where those disciples and grandchildren are now working. It is not impossible to know this news.

Is the emperor really not good?

Eighth Master's heart first aches, after all, it was his dear Ahma. That person was always the one he looked up to and couldn't get close to. He respected him and feared him. He even hated him.

He thought he would be happy to know the news.

But who knew that this sadness and pain would come so severely.

But what followed was a replacement ambition. This ambition was like a prairie fire, spreading freely in the heart.
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