: [Forty-one] Grandpa Huang will give you the throne

To say where Xunzi Gong has gone in the past few days, in fact, as Chu Yuliang guessed, they took their women back to their new home.
This mansion was bought by a business friend from Xiazi Gong. Although the area is not as large as that of Andingfu, it is still much larger than the residence of ordinary dignitaries. There were decorations and homes in it. The rich businessman had an accident as soon as he built his home. People were eager for money, so they sold the house. Xunzi Gong heard that the house had not been occupied, and that all the things were new and immediately bought it.
There are not many people working in the mansion, but temporary residence is not a problem. Anyway, in the past few days, a certain Houye was at ease in his new home. You don't need to say hello to your future father-in-law and mother-in-law, don't look at the faces of your future father-in-law and mother-in-law, don't need to be disturbed by those little farts, and you can linger with your own woman from early to dark.
He is happy and happy, just like being a groom every night, but Zixian is suffering, not only suffering, but also anxious to kill this beast-like man. She woke up that day after she fell asleep that day, and the man told her to take her out to show her a new house.
But after watching the new house for several days, he still trapped himself here, and still guarded her, just like he was afraid she would run away. She couldn't figure out, what happened? Otherwise why is this man so strange?
Looking at the man flipping through the books at the table, she was even more suspicious of the purpose of bringing him here. The man would n’t let her go out, he would n’t even go out, and he would send all the account books he consulted here ... On the surface, this man became a good man at home, but he could be killed. She didn't believe it. She would rather believe that the children became better than the man.
Sitting on the bed, Zixian's eyes stared at his side resentfully. Although this man is more beautiful when he is serious, he can't hide his hooligan nature.
It wasn't until after reading the account book that there was no problem, Xia Zigong put down the account book and looked back at the woman, and the cold lips suddenly evoked a wicked arc.
He got up and walked towards her, and just next to the bed, he suddenly swooped at Zixian and pressed her directly to the bed. "What, stuffy?"
Zixian pushed him, "Don't you press me like this?"
Xunzi's evil spirit sprayed the heat behind her ears, and her words were so ambiguous that she didn't know shame. "I like to hold you down, how?"
Zixian lifted her feet to kick him, but was caught by him and put her legs around his waist. This pose, let alone be ambiguous, even if they have it every day, her purple string will still blush and heartbeat, "what is your surname, can you be more disciplined?"
Xunzi Gong's forehead was against her forehead, and the evil hooked lips, "What are the rules to do in front of you?"
Zixian blushed and twisted at the beginning.
But Xunzi Gong still wouldn't let her go, and kissed her and kissed her.
She narrowed her neck and put her hands on his chest, and her body wriggled. "Don't ... itch ..."
Xunzi Gong grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at himself, and his lips were full of affection, and he was proud and evil. He said that he was attractive. He hadn't worked hard during this time, and finally he managed to conquer the woman. He had said long ago, women, as long as he went to his bed, he naturally had a way to conquer, no matter how cold and arrogant she was, she couldn't refuse him.
Of course, he doesn't look down on other women right now. He just doesn't have enough time to play with her. What other women are?
His deep eyes had a slight hook arc, and the evil spirit was charming, and Zixian beaked his mouth, trying to pat his hand on his chin, but he was caught by his big hand instead.
"I think the snake baby, can you let me go to Xianwang Mansion to see him?" She begged suddenly. It is a good thing that the son goes to school with several other children. She will respect the son's intention to see if he is willing to live in the King's Mansion or come here with them. In fact, she didn't think it mattered wherever she lived. Although the King's Mansion was the house of the uncle, she always regarded the King's Mansion as her second home. Moreover, the snake baby is now studying at the King's Mansion. She has to think about how convenient her son is.
"I'll take you there when I'm free." Xun Zigong continued to coax her, and Xu also knew that the word 'Tomorrow' would no longer be used, so he changed it a different way.
"Then you don't have time now?" Zixian was a little annoyed. Is he empty? He will play hooligan when he is empty!
"I asked cloth to bring in some new goods, and the tailor will come over to tailor your clothes for you, and I won't go today." Xunzi Gong smiled and raised an eyebrow at her, I'm the best of you.
"..." Zixian began to grind his teeth. There was always an urge to hit him, but he couldn't get it every time. If it was n’t for the uncle and uncle ’s decent, she would have wondered if a woman who was entangled in Yin Wangfu came to him, otherwise how could he keep blocking herself back to Yin Wangfu?
What came to mind, she suddenly took the initiative to embrace his neck, "Will you accompany me to catch the snake tonight?"
Hearing that, Xunzi Gong's face suddenly darkened, "Don't go!"
Zixian stared, "Why? Aren't you afraid of snakes?"
Xunzi Gong's eyes were wider than her. "I'm not afraid, but I didn't say I like those things! Do you think they didn't bite me enough?"
Zixian laughed suddenly, "Hehe ..." When this man was asshole, wasn't he brave? In fact, he didn't bite him many times, it seemed like five or six times, and he drank only a little blood.
Xunzi Gong's face was black, and she bumped her with her body. "Still laughing?" This dead woman knew snakes and snakes all day! Every other woman knew her husband and her son, but she didn't know. She asked her son to teach her how to feed snakes, not to mention let her serve him.
Zixian blushed and shoved him, "Well, after all, will you stay with me or not? I don't care if you stay with me or not, I'll go by myself."
Xunzi Gong squeezed her chin and sucked heavily on her lips, "Companion! You must be with me whenever you do! But now you have to serve me first--"
"Well--"
In the room, there was a sloppy picture soon.
...
In the evening, Chu Yuliang and Yueer watched a few children in the children's room before returning to their bedrooms.
Yan Hongyi went to the palace before returning to the house. She returned with a message as soon as she returned to the house, and she was mysterious. A small labor. "
Chu Yuliang looked at her in surprise, "Really?"
Qiao'er nodded quickly. "It's true. Madam Zi went out with the slave, and she heard it."
Chu Yuliang crooked her mouth and said that sympathy is not the case, and that she felt too ill-mannered to say she was grateful. But the five princesses gave her a surprise that it was true.
Whether the child in her stomach was a horseman or a cross-horse, it was only she knew. But the child was always innocent, and it was a pity to just drop it. But having said that, the five princesses have an extreme temperament, as she did in the palace that day, and it may be difficult for her to have a baby.
Toss, as she tossed, it wasn't them who were suffering anyway. I'm not at ease, I have to take revenge sooner or later.
She dares to guess now that the five princesses will surely push all their faults on their husbands and wives. According to her extreme temperament, she must think that her misfortune was caused by their husband and wife, and hate Yan Futian together, saying that Yan Futian should not cover their husband and wife ...
Anyway, these people have a fixed thinking mode, no matter what misfortune happens, they will transfer hatred to their husband and wife.
Jian Yue'er had made the bed, and she waved at the two of them. "Well, you can go back to bed and wash early, I'll wait for Grandpa."
Qiaoer said, "Princess, let Yueer go down first, slaves to accompany you."
When you see Yueer, you also have to talk, Chu Yuliang quickly interrupted, and smiled, "No need, Lord Wang must be back at such a late dinner, I must have eaten dinner in the palace. You all went to bed earlier, anyway, I ca n’t sleep now, It does n’t matter if you wait.

The two girls did not insist, so they stepped back and closed the door for her.
Chu Yuliang waited for Yan Hongzhang in his room to return to his house.
Today Yan Futian made people search all over the palace, but there is still no trace of Yan Zibin. Needless to say, others must not be in the palace.
The couple sat at the bed discussing, Chu Yuliang was a little worried, "Master, would you say he would be arrested?"
Yan Hongyi shook his head and denied, "He is a dying man, even if the witch catches him, it is useless."
Chu Yuliang sighed, "Do you mean he left? Why did he leave? I don't think your father and emperor will pursue him any more. If he stays in the palace, even if he ca n’t be an emperor, the days will be It won't be too bad. He left like this, but plans to go for dinner? "
That's right, in her mind, Yan Zibin left at this time, but he didn't take anything with him. He really didn't know what he would do except ask for food. Although his angina pectoris would not have killed him for a while, it was enough for him to suffer.
Yan Hongyi casually replied while undressing, "He is willing to go or stay, no one is forcing him, whether he wants food or prosperity, it has nothing to do with us."
Chu Yu kept her lips cold and didn't answer. She thought so too, so she didn't say much. She only knew that Yan Zibin was self-reliant, and such a person could not sympathize. As for his angina pectoris, she never asked her grandfather if she could treat it, she would rather avoid it. After all, to save such a person, we must first be prepared to ‘find death’ and save him. Who knows if he will turn his back on revenge? After all, Yan Zibin's character is there, and even if her grandfather wants to step in, she will stop him and let him think carefully.
What's more, he contained the poison of the witch. Even if he was to be cured, the method of healing was different from that of ordinary doctors. Last time, Yan Futian's deliriousness almost turned into a walking dead. They witnessed it with his own eyes. After more than four years of medical treatment, Gu did not solve the poison in Yan Futian's body with the help of a few apprentices. It takes a long time to talk about it, it requires multiple people to cooperate, and the medication is more particular. The herbs on the market are useless. It took a lot of manpower, energy, and time to rescue Yan Futian.
Diseases like Yan Zibin's death from her grandfather may be even more difficult to treat.
Yu Wenxianqing, Yan Zibin, and the five princesses, their mother-in-law can only deserve to deserve it, you can do it yourself, one by one.
Yan Hongyi finished taking off her clothes, only to find that she was still in a daze. With a narrow frown, he leaned down and began to undress her. This woman is not conscious at all!
Chu Yuliang went back to God, only to find out that he was full of light, "Ah!"
When she called this subconsciously, Yan Hongyan instantly turned black.
Chu Yuliang retreated to the bed, then picked up the quilt and threw it at him, laughing and cursing, "Blood madness, can you say hi first if you want to be exposed!"
Yan Hongxuan pulled down the quilt on his body, his face was so ugly, he threw the quilt to the end of the bed, he bit his back alveolar and stepped forward.
Chu Yuliang jumped in the corner of the bed, "Ah! Don't come over!"
She's half crazy and half playing makes Yan Hongying laugh and cry. This woman hasn't cleaned up for too long!
Looking at his strong body and the tight muscles, Chu Yuliang didn't dare to pass. I want to eat ‘fast food’ without a door!
"Ah!" She jumped and yelled as he went to bed.
The bed was just a little bit like this, and she didn't practice that phantom like they did before, but he was still full of arms.
As she thought, Yan Hongyi didn't give her a chance to resist at all, and took her out three or two times. She didn't pull the curtain, and threw her directly on the bed—
...
Yan Futian also heard about the princess of the fifth princess.
Despite being extremely disappointed with this daughter, he still asked the people in the palace to send some replenishment to Princess Mansion.
He almost didn't close his eyes after returning to the DPRK. From Yu Wenxian's death to Yan Zibin's disappearance to the fifth princess's birth, it can be said that several incidents have exhausted him, and his pain is mixed with sadness. It made him helpless and helpless, not even a confidant.
He did not conceal the departure of Yan Zibin. The Ministers of the DPRK and China knew that the emperor had disappeared, and people from all sides helped to find it, but in the end it was fruitless. Some people figured out about the emperor's departure. He wanted to escape reality only when he was hit hard by the death of his queen queen. Of course, some people are also guessing other reasons.
Since yesterday, there have been constant ministerial observations, and it is not for the emperor's disappearance that Yan Futian was upset and annoyed now. After noon, he ordered the guards to guard the study and no longer see anyone.
Ministers were constantly lining up outside to see him, and no one could have imagined that he would be talking to his grandson with a smile in the palace.
"Baoer, these are all made by the imperial chef. Do you like it, do you like it?" Yan Futian pushed the snack of Table Mountain in front of Sun Er, please.
Yan Zhen'ao looked coldly at the sweet snacks and snorted, "I don't like sweets."
Yan Futian hurriedly asked, "Then what do you want to eat, let the grandfather do it?"
Yan Zhenao twisted his head away. "I don't want to eat anything."
Yan Futian's face changed slightly, not because she was angry, but because she was helpless. "Baoer, the emperor and grandfather have explained to you. There is really no collusion with outsiders to harm your father and mother."
Yan Zhen'ao clenched his arms and said, "I know." The woman was dead, and he had confirmed with his father.
Yan Futian looked at him with some grievances. His solemn and uncomfortable face had such a rare expression. "Then you said, why do you want to be angry with the emperor's grandfather?"
Yan Zhen raised his chin proudly, "I'm glad!"
Yan Futian had a black line, "..." Was he being played by his grandson?
He wouldn't try to please others, but he really loved his grandson. I remembered that this grandson always gave him food, and he still feels very sad now.
At this moment, someone came to the outside to report, "Mr. Qi Qi is the emperor, and Zuo Xiang is looking outside the temple."
Yan Futian was immediately annoyed, "No!"
"But Zuoxiang said that if you don't see him, he can't afford to kneel at the foreign minister."
"Let him kneel!" Yan Fu growled in the weather. Many of these people have been cultivated by Yan Zibin over the years. Yan Zibin disappeared, and they held him back one by one, so he had to give him an explanation. They didn't say it clearly, they just asked for an explanation, but in fact these people suspected that Yan Zibin's disappearance was related to his father and emperor. To put it simply, he suspected that he had killed Yan Zibin.
Especially that night when Yan Zibin was stabbed by him, he was actually leaked out. Then, those people were even more dissatisfied. He almost pointed at his nose and scolded him as the murderer of his son.
Yan Zhen'ao suddenly jumped from his chair.
Yan Futian was busy calling him, "Boer, where are you going?" Finally he tricked him into the palace, is he going back?
Yan Zhen'ao was carrying his small hand, walking outwards with his head held up, and said without looking back, "Teach you those things that don't have long eyes!" He didn't come for half an hour, but was interrupted three times. And let people not eat well?
Yan Futian froze, "..." Seeing that his small body had disappeared, then he reacted, so he quickly chased out, "Boa!"
If you want to say what Yan Zhenao's greatest strength is, it is boldness. If you want to say what is his biggest weakness, it is boldness. He's inherited the domineering of the Yan family man. He also learned profoundly about Chu Yu's cool temperament. He grew up in Baijunzhuang, but he didn't absorb the simple and pure atmosphere in Baijunzhuang.
Standing on the steps outside the main hall, the little guy condescended Xia and stared at several middle-aged men kneeling on the steps. He was arrogant with his hands on his back.
Several ministers were a little dumbfounded. The little boy in front of him was not a prince, but looked very much like King Yin. The middle-aged man headed asked tentatively, "Dare to ask you?"
Yan Zhenao snorted. "My dear asks you, who are you?"
The middle-aged man, headed by him, was a little bit cold, and was somewhat unconvinced by being attacked by a child, but he still replied, "Chen Nai is the prime minister."
Yan Zhen raised his chin proudly. "Why are you here?"
Dai Rong frowned. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to the same child.
He didn't speak, and the other ministers were silent, staring at him a little unhappyly.
Seeing this, Yan Zhenao's mouth was crooked, "Huh! What are you looking at? Yeah, you guys?"
Several ministers turned pale for an instant. The prince is also so old, but the prince is the most arrogant and ignorant, but the child in front of him is even more arrogant and arrogant than the prince, and can even be said to be vicious and irrational.
Regardless of how they thought, Yan Zhenao asked again with a cold face, "Why are you here? If you don't make it clear today, don't blame the little master for fixing you!"
The head of Dai Rong turned from white to green, "Who are you? Why is it so unreasonable?"
Yan Zhenao narrowed his eyes, "Who am I to care about you?"
Dai Rong's eyes were cold, "Dare to ask who your grown-up is? How can you teach you such a rude child?"
Hearing that Yan Zhen'ao's small face sank, and his small body suddenly flickered. Hesitantly, the light beam usually appeared in front of them only for a moment. Before everyone could see it clearly, he only heard the head of Dai Rong. Screamed and rolled on the ground holding his stomach.
Yan Zhen'ao squinted, his face gloomy, "Dare to scold the little daddy, look for death!"
Several other ministers stared at him with wide eyes.
Dai Rong, who was kicked down by him, pointed at him, "You, you dare to hurt someone for no reason ... you ... you ..."
Yan Zhen'ao sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, "What about hurting you? I'm still left-handed, but you don't have any eyesight. Don't say I look down on you, look at your advice, except for a bit of ink in your head What else can you do? As a left-handed person and a high weight, you must at least have both civil and military qualifications to qualify. Just like you, I ca n’t even fight with a child. How can you fight with my grandfather? "
His abusive remarks not only provoked Dai Rong, but several other ministers were also a little angry. They were officials appointed by the emperor, and each of them held a key position in the DPRK. However, he is insulted by a child now. An insult!
One of the officials couldn't help but say, "This little master, dare to ask who your father is?"
Yan Zhen'ao glared at him coldly, "What's the matter with you? Thinking of complaining in front of my father and mother? Hehe, I'm afraid you have the guts!"
The official looked ugly. "Can you please speak more politely?"
Yan Zhen'ao walked back to him and stood still. "You're welcome? Yeah, you're welcome, but you don't need it."
The officials' hands on their sides were fists, "You!"
Yan Zhen'ao crooked his mouth, and that childish face had a wickedness that no adult would have. "Look, you are all a year-old person. The truth is that you do n’t need to say more to you, and you won. For the sake of the invaders, if you have beaten the little man, the little man will serve you. If you ca n’t fight the little man, it ’s better to have some temperament. Do n’t rely on the official power to bully people. Everyone knows that my emperor's grandfather also explained it to you, whether you believe it or not, the truth is that. No matter how dare to disturb the young man, he promises that you will never see the morning sun! Huh! "
The little one flickered, and the figure flickered away.
Seeing him disappear like this, as if fused with the air, several ministers, including Dai Rong, were stunned again, and each face was white and blue. Don't say they want to do it, they can't even catch each other's shadow.
In the dormitory, Yan Futian laughed with his hands on his hips and laughed. Since returning to Beijing, his mood has been in pain, but after seeing his grandson's performance today, he couldn't help laughing and exaggerating even with his thumb. Said, "Baoer is not a man from my Yan family. He has the courage and the courage! Haha ..."
Yan Zhen'ao said in disdain, "Isn't it just some mediocre people? Is there anything you should be afraid of?" It's not that he despises those people, but he despises them completely. He would n’t put his eyes on people who played tricks, so-called chief officials would only find trouble, not even fights. What can we do? The big official who really has the ability is someone like his grandfather, Wen Neng An Bang Wu Neng can settle the country, then that is a true person and a true hero. What's the talent of a person who is biting a bit of a all day long?
Yan Futian hugged him on his lap and touched his head fondly, "Baoer is so powerful, even the grandfather of the emperor sighs inferiorly." To this grandson, he really likes it more and more, smart, courageous Knowledge, the most important thing is that he is different from ordinary talent. It can be said that no generation of his Yan family has been so courageous at such a young age. Even his dad, at his age, only knew naughty.
After sighing, Yan Futian said suddenly, "Boa, Grandpa Huang will give you the throne?"
Yan Zhen'ao blinked, "..."
Yan Futian frowned. "Why, you don't want to be emperor?"
Yan Zhenao pouted, "What's so good about being an emperor?"
Yan Futian's face sank. "Being an emperor has many advantages."
Yan Zhen'ao disdain, his chin raised high, "I don't think it's good to be an emperor. But I intend to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and then we will rule the rivers and lakes, so that will be prestigious."
Yan Futianhan, "..." Suddenly there was a feeling of internal injury.
Endured with the pain of heart, liver and lungs, he softened his voice and coaxed, "You should help the emperor's grandfather. The emperor promises to be more powerful than the emperor."
Yan Zhenao struggled to jump off his thigh, then twisted a piece of pastry from the saucer on the table, put it in his mouth, and wiped his hands. This is the way to say, "Be the emperor first, and turn this around. Besides, you also know that my mother-in-law is a man. I have to discuss it with her anyway. Otherwise, it would be me who suffered the tiger temper. "
Yan Futian almost vomited blood, "..."
Yan Zhen'ao smashed it, shook his mouth, and waved to him, "Okay, don't say it, I have to go back. If my mother knows I sneaked out, I guess I'll have to penalize tonight ... oh! "
The last sigh represented his little helplessness. Thinking of his future martial arts leader was actually suppressed by a woman, either punished today for dishwashing, or punished for tomorrow ...
It's nothing, the bitter side is the best, and when he rules the rivers and lakes, the mother naturally looks at him.
Watching his small body disappear from his eyes, Yan Futian couldn't help crying. This child is good at everything, but he has bad ideas ...
The quiet atmosphere brought him back to reality, thinking of the ministers who were kneeling outside, his face gradually getting colder. Their population spoke so loudly that they seemed to be worried about Yan Zibin's safety, but they were worried that he would return to the court!
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