Ding Wei was very annoyed!

Do you know how hard I worked to drive Kou Zhun away?

I risk being suspicious of being suspected by the officials to work with the queen!

Wang Qinruo, Cao Yong and I were eating and sleeping every day and thinking about dealing with Kou Zhun!

After finally getting Kou Zhun to make a mistake, I ran around again and joined hands with all officials to report to the officials, and in front of the officials, accusing Kou Zhun of all kinds of crimes in tears!

It was finally difficult to drive Kou Zhun away!

Now you actually want Kou Zhun to come back?

Still ask me to support it?

dream!

Ding Wei's heart is like a drama artist.

He stood up and asked, "Your Highness, I will not obey you."

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, "Ding Wei, you are indeed like the stone in the toilet."

"Why?" Ding Wei couldn't help asking.

Zhao Zhen: "It's smelly and hard!"

Ding Wei: "..."

He shook his sleeves and said, "It would be fine if your Highness humiliates me several times. Now my son has not violated any of the laws of the Song Dynasty, but he was detained by your Highness privately. It is reasonable and unreasonable. If your Highness insists on doing his own thing, then he has to ask for the official family."

Zhao Zheng's eyes turned cold, "Ding Wei, are you threatening this palace?"

Ding Wei does not speak, which means default.

Zhao Zhen suddenly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, threw it on the table, and sneered: "You can try it... But tomorrow, this thing will be spread throughout Bianjing City."

Ding Wei stared at the paper, and was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically.

What kind of bullshit news about Bianjing?

It actually records the incident of his private meeting with his younger siblings!

Although it says Ding Wei, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, three-year-old children will think of him!

"Dian... Your Highness, what do you... want to do?" Ding Wei asked stammered.

Zhao Zhen took a sip of tea and said slowly: "This is a story I heard from the palace. I feel it is very exciting. It is better to have fun alone than to have fun, so I plan to print 100,000 copies and distribute them everywhere so that people can see..."

Ding Wei gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He was the prime minister of the Song Dynasty, and was the example of all officials!

It is conceivable that in the years to come, I am afraid that countless officials will use this to attack me!

The price is too high!

So cruel!

After a while, he took a deep breath, sat back on the chair with regret, and said weakly: "Your Highness is good, I... admit defeat. I promised your highness what I want to do. I dare to ask where my son is?"

Zhao Zhen smiled: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Ding Wei, you have not disappointed me... As for Ding Buju, when Kou Zhun returns to the court as prime minister, I will send someone to send him back to Ding Mansion."

Ding Wei laughed silently: "If Kou Zhun cannot return to the court in one day, then wouldn't my son not be able to return to the court in one day?"

Zhao Zhen waved his hand: "Don't be excited. This matter will definitely be calmed within ten days. Come and see off the guests!"

...

Jingwang Mansion.

King Zhao Yuanyan paced back and forth in the main hall, looking anxious.

A subordinate asked curiously: "Prince, since His Highness the Crown Prince invited him, why did the prince hesitate to attend the banquet?"

Zhao Yuanyan was holding an invitation in his hand, which was sent by the Crown Prince Zhao Zhen.

Invite him to the banquet!

Zhao Yuanyan said worriedly: "If it were the prince before, I would not be worried. However, now the prince's personality has changed drastically. The scene of Yuqing Palace has been lingering in my heart these days. The prince is young, meticulous and cunning. I have seen countless people, but I can't see through him. He is obviously a tiger, but he looks like a lamb... Ding Wei is now covering the sky with one hand, which is amazing, but his son was caught by the prince to pick up feces, and he dare not let go of farts. This shows that the prince ate Ding Wei tightly..."

The subordinate widened his eyes: "What the prince means, is this invitation of Your Highness a little hot?"

"It's not just a hot thing. The prince will definitely not be a good thing when he finds me!" Zhao Yuanyan said depressedly.

"Will the prince still go?"

"Go, I have a premonition. If I don't go, I'm afraid it will be even worse." Zhao Yuanyan gritted his teeth.

...

At dusk, a layer of golden light was spread on the city of Bianjing.

There are people coming and going on the streets, flowing endlessly.

A carriage stopped, Zhao Yuanyan, dressed in simple clothes, walked down, searching for Zhao Zhen's figure.

In the invitation, Zhao Zhen specially asked him to leave the house in a low-key manner and disguise himself.

The invitation is in this city.

Zhao Yuanyan speculated that Zhao Zhen must be conspiring for something big, and he did this to cover up his eyes.

At this moment, he saw someone wavering to him not far away: "Uncle Eighth Emperor, here!"

It’s Zhao Zhen!

Zhao Yuanyan hurried over.

Zhao Zhen whispered: "Uncle Eighth Emperor, this is not a place to speak, come with me."

Zhao Yuanyan nodded, looked around vigilantly, and followed Zhao Zhen forward.

This kind of sneaky and mysterious feeling made Zhao Yuanyan feel a little excited.

He followed Zhao Zhen to a stall selling wontons in the corner of the street.

The stall owner is an elderly couple.

At first glance, it's very ordinary here.

But after looking carefully, Zhao Yuanyan found that the old man selling wontons had wide eyes and stared at him without blinking. His eyes were empty, and he looked at everything around him as if nothing was left. Then he looked straight and his arms were thick, and he was a master at first glance.

Looking at the diners around, they seemed to be eating casually, but Yu Guang swept around. He must be a master of the Eastern Palace.

Zhao Yuanyan said admiringly: "Your Highness has actually set up a stronghold here, and the arrangement is well organized. It is really admirable!"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Zhen saying to the old man: "Boss, come two bowls of wontons!"

The old man groped for a long time before he got a crutch, stood up, staggered towards the back, and shouted, "Old woman, two bowls of wontons!"

This old man is so ordinary that he is blind.

Zhao Yuanyan was stunned.

This is so outrageous!

He pointed around and asked, "Your Highness, isn't this... your arrangement?"

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Uncle Eighth Emperor, what are you thinking? I asked you out, but I want to ask you for some small matters, so why did it make the wind and panic?"

Zhao Yuanyan smacked his lips, looking embarrassed!

Soon, the wontons came up.

While eating, Zhao Zhen said, "I plan to let Kou Zhun return to the court to serve as prime minister and restrain Ding Wei and others, but it is still a shortcoming. Therefore, I want the Eight Emperor to advise my father in the morning court tomorrow. Fang Zhi is not trustworthy. Practicing Taoism is a waste of people and money and harming the country. If you insist on doing it alone, you are afraid that it will anger God's will. God will give punishment as a warning... Of course, the Eight Emperor only needs to say casually without arguing."

Zhao Zhen’s meaning is very simple, which is to let Zhao Yuanyan persuade Zhao Heng without any pain in the morning court.

Zhao Yuanyan was surprised and said, "It's that simple?"

"That's right!"

"But what does this have to do with Kou Zhun's return to the court?" Zhao Yuanyan was old and knowledgeable, but he racked his brains and didn't understand what the relationship between the two was.

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "The Eight Emperors' Uncle is a bad word. An old man said that things in the objective world have universal connections. Two seemingly unrelated things are actually closely related..."

What?

Zhao Yuanyan looked confused.

But Zhao Zhen stood up and said, "Uncle Eighth Emperor, please ask me for this matter. I still have something to do, so let me take a step first."

Zhao Yuanyan scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "Good boy, how dare I teach me a lesson."

He stood up and was about to return to the King of Jing's Mansion, but he saw the blind old man coming over and knocking on the table: "Celebrity, two bowls of wontons, twenty cents!"

"What, Zhao Zhen didn't give the money?"

"Good boy, even I dare to cheat..."
Chapter completed!