Chapter 818: 818: Jianzhou Prefecture, set to Beijing (7)

Chapter 818 Chapter 818: Jianzhou Mansion, Settled On Beijing (7)
According to the remarks of the audience in the live room, this time it should be romantic and goofy.
Sure enough, she shouldn't believe the group of single dogs in the live broadcast. If the group of single dogs has a rascal guide, can they still be single dogs?
Jiang Yanji secretly groaned, but she didn't know Wei Ci was scared by her.
At first, the nightmare continued, and when he woke up, he was startled. After the startle, he was hit badly, and his nose ran into his face.
It couldn't be more embarrassing.
Wei Ci couldn't bear the pain, and hurriedly prepared to lean over to confess his sins. However, he maintained the kneeling position all night, and was used as a pillow by Jiang Yanji. He slumped and sat on the ground, his eyes burst into rational tears, and looked pitifully.
Jiang Yanji raised his hands and rubbed his cheeks, but did not grasp this matter to make fun of Wei Ci, so as not to provoke people.
"Is this the nightmare?" Jiang Yanji returned to normal, as if the episode had not happened before, "Look at you all with a cold sweat."
Because the nightmare was too long, Wei Ci's reaction was a little sluggish, and he didn't even have the energy to investigate what was just happening.
"I had a nightmare ..." Wei Cixin said with a lingering fear, "I dreamed of a lot of evil spirits ... I was about to tear up kindness ..."
He was gasping, and Mo Yu's eyes flashed with horror, as if Yu Wei, a nightmare, had not disappeared.
Jiang Yanji tilted her head, with curiosity on her face, and she said, "The evil spirit in the nightmare? I just heard you say something like 'Prince Zhangzhang', 'Nizi', 'His Royal Highness', and so on ... you dreams in the end What have you got and how did you scare you like this? "
If Wei Ci's original complexion is a little more popular, when Jiang Yanji asked this, his face was like a piece of white paper, and there was no human face.
Wei Ci opened his mouth and stuck something between his throat, making him unable to make a half-word sound, and an urge to escape was in his heart.
"Zixiao?"
Jiang Yanji raised his hand against his forehead, his sweaty forehead was cold and sticky, giving a very uncomfortable touch.
What she encountered was ice, but for Wei Ci, it was hot and scorching, like a cluster of flames quietly exuding warmth and dispersing the cold.
"The protagonist ..." Wei Ci hesitated. In the attention of the other side, he staggered his eyes, "Ci is fine."
Jiang Yanji frowned slightly. Where did Wei Ci's performance seem to be?
Who was the "Prince Zhangzhang" that Wei Ci dreamed of when he was dreaming?
"His Royal Highness" is certainly not the little fat pier who slept sweetly around him. That person has a very important meaning for Wei Ci.
As for "Niezi", "Fu Shou kneeling down", "Niezi posing as emperor's concubine", "Dangyu", she felt that the amount of information was huge.
Jiang Yanji asked, "You haven't answered me yet, what did you dream about just now."
Wei Ci's heart sank, and the warmth that finally got together disappeared. He chuckled, "Ci ... can't remember ... Ci only remembered that the dream was just terrible ... There are thousands of ghosts chasing after him. Tzu asks for his life. Wake up when Tzu steps down ... "
Jiang Yanji thought of the audience's guidance and appeased, "Dream and reality are the opposite, you should not take it to heart. The day is also bright outside, I see that you have not slept peacefully all night, it is better to make up for sleep, government affairs Things can be put off for a while. "
Wei Ci was relieved, and Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yanji so comforted him, which means that the article just now can be lifted.
"Thank you for your understanding."
Jiang Yanji put on a wide hood and sneaked out of the side door. With her skill, naturally, no one will find the trace.
Wei Ci rubbed his drowsy head, ready to go back and make up for a long time.
Five years have passed since he returned to his youth, and he thought he was forgetting the past. Where did he know that he was caught by the protagonist last night.
He really scared his soul just now.
He knew that Her Majesty was not suspicious, but it was more difficult to cope with than suspicious, because any clue could be her stepping stone to the truth, and ordinary people could not hide her eyes. Since Jiang Guo was established, the family alliance has seemed to be powerful, but which time wasn't she pinched in her palm as a monkey? The predecessors of the family are prey on the spider web, the more they struggle, the weaker they become.
In the face of such a majesty, the nerves must be tightened at all times, so as not to be punctured by the other party through the vest.
He made no sense.
Even if Her Majesty is just eighteen years old, it is still not easy to mess with.
From the beginning of His Majesty to the eighteen years of the Yong Dynasty of the Jiang Dynasty, the family power resembled a carrot, and from time to time, they peeled each other.
After 18 years of cutting like this, no matter how fat the carrot became, it became a thin carrot.
Every time the family feels confident that salted fish will turn over, reality can always swell their cheeks.
The harmonious monarchs and ministers in the chapel, you fight to death.
To say fierce danger, only three times are most dangerous.
The first time was the Red Lotus Rebellion, which was catching up with His Majesty's difficult birth, and many people misinformed His Majesty.
[Who said it was difficult to give birth? 】
A group of ministers wailed in haste, and when they appeared with a smile underneath them, more than a dozen of them turned to earthy gray.
The second time was His Majesty's imperial imperial examinations and land reforms, which affected the interests of the family and secretly planned a palace change.
The third time was the eighteen years of Yongzheng. His Majesty was seriously ill and had been sick for months. Prince Zhang Xuan tried to force the palace under the support of his family.
Thinking of the last one, Wei Ci felt a pain in his chest, and he couldn't help covering his chest, his face turned pale.
He painstakingly taught his ten-year-old son that he was so stupid that he was being used by others, instead facing his father and mother.
Emperor's power, really attractive is so terrible?
Wei Ci stumbled back into the dream again, with a familiar roar coming from his ears.
[Gone was the son of the supreme son of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and a fair-princely Prince. Now he is framed by a traitor and reduced to Teng Junzi. Is it fair? 】
He stood there in a dull manner, his consciousness was taken away from his body, and he could not react.
That word after word, poke in my heart.
[Who told you that you are a righteous prince? Prince Zhang Xun is a seal, you are still alive, this seal is naturally invalid. Now he is still pushing against the palace in a rebellious manner, intending to defeat the king, and the crime should be defeated! I never wanted you to be crown prince. When you stand in front of You, do you want to blame You for making you Teng Yunzi, hurting your wealth and prosperity, or do you feel that you are more capable than Longevity, can you manage this world and protect the people? Zixiao is a Warrior. He taught you everything. What did you learn from him? Stupidity, what else can you do besides being used as a gun and plunging into a well-made trap? How stupid! 】
Except for the crown prince's inheritance and the identity of the prince, Wei Ci had never wronged the child, but at the end he had to get a "treacherous" evaluation.
[Oh—Maybe Yu and Zixiao, who were born not a fetus, may be a placenta. 】
_ (: з
∠) _ The emperor's attraction is too great, ordinary children will tore to death for a house, and of course take their parents' money as their own private property, but did not think that these properties belong to parents, parents Anyone who wants to give it can give it to anyone. Before giving, all belong to parents, not children. According to Xi Ji, Shiitake is a fairly fair person for her. She chooses an heir and will not only consider emotions, or affects only a small, insignificant part. She thinks more about whether heirs can Ca n’t bear the heavy responsibility, can the ability of the heirs be able to cope with the heavy burdens on him, then Fushou ’s desire for the throne has far exceeded the unwillingness and grievance in his heart. (￣Д￣)
(End of this chapter)