Shenjing Imperial City, Daming Palace. .

Zichen Study Room.

"Bang!"

A rough sound of opening the door made all the officials in the inner hall frown.

When they saw the proud Ying Zhou and Jia Huan, who was wearing a chicken coop, had a bad face and barefoot on the bed sheet, were stunned.

"Jia Huan, you are..."

Ying Xiang asked with a strange expression.

Jia Huan looked at Ying Zhou with a bad look and said, "Ask him!"

After saying that, he walked inside.

When passing by a father-in-law, he stopped and said, "Xiao Hu, how are your father Lao Su?"

It was the adopted son of Su Peisheng who had escaped from the palace to report to Jia Huan before.

On that day, Su Peisheng was knocked out, seriously injured and fell into a coma.

After waking up, he was thrown into the pile of dead people.

Because of his concern for Emperor Longzheng, he worked hard to climb out.

Half crawled, then fell into a coma again.

When he woke up again, everything was over and he was searched and he was rescued.

Now he is recuperating at home, and Eunuch Hu is rewarded for his merits and is now temporarily in charge of the position of general manager of the Daming Palace.

Therefore, I am here to serve.

After hearing Jia Huan's question, a hint of gratitude flashed in Xiao Eunuch Hu's eyes and hurriedly bowed and said, "I care about my adoptive father Xie Ninghou. His adoptive father is in cultivation and is no longer a serious problem."

After hearing this, Jia Huan said "Yeah", he ignored others and went directly to the quiet room behind the curtain where Mr. Wu and Zen Master Xingyi was staying, and continued to fall asleep.

Outside, Ying Xiang looked at Ying Zhou.

Ying Zhou laughed dryly and said, "Uncle Thirteenth, it was his nephew who brought him together... No, it was his mother who asked Jia Huan to accompany his nephew to follow the government."

Ying Xiang frowned and said nothing, but Zhang Tingyu, who was standing beside him, said to Ying Zhou: "Your Highness, Wu Xun is not allowed to interfere in politics, it is the iron rule of the Qin Dynasty!

Your Highness shoulders the imperial rule and has a heavy responsibility. How can he play like this?"

Ying Zhou looked at Zhang Tingyu's face, as if there was a shadow of Emperor Longzheng, and he was a little afraid, and he defended: "If he doesn't speak, he will sleep, not be considered an interference in politics...

Uncle Thirteen also said yesterday that he would ask Jia Huan to help me.”

Zhang Tingyu really couldn't argue with this fallacy for a while, but he was not Queen Dong, so he was not willing to give in so easily.

Wu Xun was not allowed to interfere in politics, which was his last bottom line and his last weapon.

Zhang Tingyu's face became more and more severe, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Highness's sophistry is not a kingly way. Zichen's study room is a key place to discuss politics. How can people sleep? It's ridiculous!!"

Zhang Tingyu has never been a talkative person, nor is he arrogant and domineering person.

The reason why I waited for Ying Zhou like this is just because I am grateful to Emperor Longzheng's grace.

He had never been able to entrust his orphan, but he consciously took on the responsibility of assisting Ying Zhou.

Make up your mind and devote yourself to this end until you die.

How could he see Ying Zhou treating the fundamental national policy of the country as a joke?

Therefore, he scolded him fiercely.

But he didn't expect that he was not Emperor Longzheng and he had no identity as a minister who was entrusted with orphans.

Ying Zhou was not a three-year-old child, so he let him scold him.

The face was red and his ears were red, fearing that Jia Huan would not be stubborn with him in anger. Ying Zhou said angrily: "I said I don't want to come and listen to politics, so I insisted on it."

After coming, I started to teach me a lesson.

Just go and let someone else come to the government!

I won’t listen anymore!”

After saying that, he gave up and prepared to leave.

When Zhang Tingyu saw it, his heart was extremely heavy for a moment, and he was worried that Ying Zhou would really give up.

Emperor Longzheng is only this adult son and only this healthy son. If he doesn't do it, then...

If the sixth prince Ying Fu really sat on the throne, Jia Huan would not sleep in the study, but he would sit here as the regent!

Thinking of this, Zhang Tingyu sighed dejectedly and looked at Ying Xiang powerlessly.

Ying Xiang frowned and shouted: "Xiao Wu, sit down! How to talk to Zhang Xiang? The emperor knows, it's better to have you!"

Ying Zhou heard this and his eyes turned red again, saying, "Uncle Thirteenth, it was obvious that you asked Jia Huan to help me yesterday. Today I finally called him here, and my mother also helped me. I will drive him away now. What should I do in the future?"

"you……"

Ying Xiang can’t do this confused prince, Ying Zhou’s identity is really different now.

Emperor Longzheng has not yet woken up, and Ying Zhou is not the crown prince, but is better than the crown prince.

If it were before, he could have taught a lesson or even tried it twice as a result as the King of Uncle.

But now, he can't.

He could only patiently and taught: "Xiao Wu, it is related to the state's dynasty, not a sneer! Once it is spread, it will be bad for Jia Huan himself."

Ying Zhou Zhenming said, "Uncle Thirteen, Wu Xun is not allowed to interfere in politics. Isn't it just to prevent Wu Xun from rebelling?

But if you give him a person like Jia Huan, he will hide from afar if you sit on the throne!

Why worry about him?

Besides, it will take less than two years for the military honors of the State Dynasty to go out to sea.

My nephew thought that this decree would not be appropriate if it was required by this government order.

It would be better to change it to the military that is not allowed to interfere in politics!

If Wu Xun handed over military power in the future, he would no longer be considered a military.

It’s not impossible to know a little bit of political affairs.

What do you think?"

Ying Xiang's expression gradually became strange when he heard this. He looked at Ying Zhou who was looking at him and said, "Xiao Wu, who said these words to you?"

Ying Zhou was angry and said, "Uncle Thirteen, can't my nephew think about it yourself?"

After hearing what you and your mother said yesterday, my nephew didn't sleep all night.

Both you and Jia Huan said that it is the most important to build good rules.

So my nephew planned to start from this aspect, and thought about it all night before coming up with this...

When the thirteenth uncle and the father criticized the memorial, you will be with him.

But what should I do if my nephew does?"

Seeing that Ying Zhou was about to shed tears again, Ying Xiang's eyes felt more pity. He hesitated, looked at Zhang Tingyu and said, "If Wu Xun can hand over military power, can this strict order be replaced?"

Zhang Tingyu frowned and looked a little ugly.

From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to give in.

But……

Looking at Ying Zhou's unremitting expression, Zhang Tingyu sighed in his heart, nodded slowly, and said, "Let's do this to Ning Hou first."

Before Ying Zhou was happy, Zhang Tingyu's voice became stern again and said, "However, before handing over the military power, Ning Hou could only listen and not participate in politics!

You can't discuss any political affairs with Your Highness!"

Ying Zhou looked at Zhang Tingyu with displeasure, but he knew the measure and just snorted coldly without saying much. He angrily looked for a chair and sat down.

Ying Xiang said: "Xiao Wu, don't be seldom. Sit in your father's position and observe politics on your behalf. Let's learn from the good students..."

After Ying Zhou's voice responded, he felt that the room was extremely depressed.

Sitting on the gilded dragon chaise, I was not excited at all.

I heard a faint snoring sound in the small compartment, and I was so envious.

He listened to Ying Xiang, Zhang Tingyu and others discussing how to choose an official, which one to choose to be an official, and why to choose this person to be an official...

I just feel like I'm listening to the heavenly books.

Because he didn't know any of these people, he knew who they were.

It sounded boring, and because I didn't sleep all night last night, Ying Zhou gradually closed his eyes with the faint snoring...

...

"Ha ha ha ha!"
To be continued...