Da Song: Shhh, I'm really not a prince

Chapter 183 Zhao Zhen: How dare he be more like an emperor than me?

Chapter 183 Zhao Zhen: How dare he be more like an emperor than me? ——
And in the early morning...

forward……

Zhao Zhen frowned and looked at Zhang Maoze in front of him, and said grimly: "Are you sure you want to treat my Saburo like this?"

Zhang Mao nodded with a serious face: "Everyone, although Mr. Lang is already His Royal Highness, he is not what he used to be, but no matter what...you can't...let him sit with you...in a chair! "



Zhang Mao ruthlessly pulled off one of the cushions on the dragon chair, and put pia on the table...

"That……"

Zhao Zhen was slightly upset, a little unwilling, and then looked at the gap beside the dragon chair: "How about sitting here?" Then he looked at Zhang Maoze eagerly, as if to say: You can't just let my son go to court on the first day Is he just standing there?
if not?
Riding on the back of the dragon chair?

Zhang Mao didn't dare to stare back fiercely, so he could only helplessly say: "Everyone, your love for your son is well known to the world, and His Highness must be very moved, but His Highness has not yet reached the crown, and is only sixteen or seventeen years old. If you favor too much, I'm afraid..." Zhang Maoze didn't dare to say that he might make Zhao Shi spoiled, but said: "I might make all the officials jealous."

"Jealous? How dare they..."

Zhao Zhen squinted his eyes subconsciously, then slowed down a little bit, and said incredulously: "They don't dare!"

Zhang Mao looked at him quietly,
what do you say?
Bao Zheng's saliva is still on your court clothes!
"Ugh!"

Zhao Zhen heaved a long sigh, disheartened, had no choice but to pick up the cushion from the dragon case, walked down seven or eight steps, turned a corner, and put it on a sheet of paper. On a chair made of a complete imitation of the dragon chair... this... must be fine!
Zhang Maoze's eyelids shook violently,
Give in!

Really

You are very good as the emperor.

only……

Zhao Zhen has obviously backed down a lot. Although Zhang Mao still dared to argue with his heart, and even relied on following Zhao Zhen for many years, Zhao Zhen had a good temper and dared to confront him face to face, but he really made him avoid Zhao Zhen every step of the way. He didn't dare to make Zhao Zhen succumb, so he could only secretly wink at the eunuchs and ask them to move the dragon chair down and down, while changing the subject and asking: "Everyone, I don't know if Mr. What will it be like when you enter."

"What state can it be?"

Sure enough, Zhao Zhen didn't divert his attention. He didn't notice that the dragon chair moved a little bit to the inconspicuous place. He shook his head and sighed: "Although I was forced to be the emperor when I was 13 years old, I never went to court as a prince, but , Hundreds of officials are like wolves, husbands are like tigers, even if I face them now, it is inevitable that I will be submissive and walk on thin ice, let alone Saburo."

"Ugh."

Having said that,

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but looked worriedly at the passageway outside the main hall, only feeling that he had seen Zhao Shiwei's pitiful appearance shrunk behind all the officials: "However, this is also a helpless move. Our officials in Song Dynasty Who didn't come out of it step by step... crunching..."

was talking...

Zhao Zhen took a sharp breath, and squeezed out the sound of a rooster being strangled...

Without him.

Submissive?

Zhao Shi wished that the peacock could open its tail, the zipper of the down jacket was open, and in the wind blowing, he walked in front of all the officials, and beside him was Di Qing, who followed carefully, and I didn't know how to turn his head, whispering, even pleading with him Han Qi who spoke, as for...

Wen Yanbo,
rich bute,

Liu Hang and the others didn't even have a chance to get close to them, so they could only watch Zhao Shi's strange and beautiful clothes and swallow their saliva.



Zhao Zhen even swayed a bit, holding on to the pillar to stand firm. He seemed to have never been so high-spirited in his life. For a while...

There are some...

envy,

Why is this kid more like an emperor than himself?
no,

Even if Zhao Zhendang turned his head and prepared to let Zhang Maoze remove the dragon chair that resembled him, although he was reluctant to target his only son, he could still do it without fueling his arrogance, but he never thought about it...

Zhang Maoze!

Zhang Maoze, who was persuading himself just now, has been with him for more than 20 years, but suddenly he seemed to have become Zhao Shi's subordinate. He ran two steps forward and shouted like a dog: " Your Highness, this way, your seat is here."

use you?

Zhao Zhen gave Zhang Maoze a vicious look, and was about to speak...

See you...

Snapped

Zhao Shi shook this long down jacket with some distaste. The hem was very irritating and imposing like a dragon. Then he bowed to Zhao Zhen first, and then said to Zhang Mao: "Thank you Zhang Neishi, but I'm only sixteen Seven years old, don't need a seat."

The real dragon.

Do not know why,

Zhao Zhen unexpectedly had this idea that would never come up in his mind, and then, it was inevitable that he was a little apprehensive, so he heard Zhang Mao say again: "Your Highness, it's not the old slave's intention, but your Majesty's thinking of Mr. Lang. Noble, that's why I insist on doing so."

Zhao Shi looked at Zhao Zhen,

Paused,
He made a bow and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. However, I am still young, and as the new governor of Kaifeng, I have been in office for two days, but I still haven't done an inch of merit or given an inch of grace. How dare I steal from hundreds of officials?" Before." Say it!Zhao Shi didn't hesitate anymore, and walked directly to the place where Kaifeng Governor should be standing...

Stand still.

real……

The emperor is also angry.

Han Qi couldn't help but shine his eyes, and then he just saluted Zhao Zhen in a hurry, and then stood behind Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi was slightly taken aback, and turned around and said, "Han Xianggong, you are the privy envoy, I am just the governor of Kaifeng , you should be standing in front of me!"

Han Qi was startled,
Unexpectedly, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but his eyes became brighter, as if he had found his direction in life again, and then he bowed slightly, and stood in front of Zhao Shi, and then all the officials filed in, and no one did not take a look at Zhao Shi ,even……

Even Wen Yanbo,
When they passed by Zhao Shi, they nodded slightly, and then stood still in front of the officials.

"Go to court."

Zhao Zhen couldn't help speeding up the process, the officials were silent, and then began to discuss, but for some reason... no matter who spoke up, or before speaking, or after the end, he would look at Zhao Shi, Zhao Shiming was only the first day today In the court, but there is a faint sense of the center of the court.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help feeling sad,

Zhao Shi was calm and composed,

The definition he gave himself today is very simple. A wooden man with gorgeous feathers. The more people expect him, the more he must collapse himself, the more peaceful he must be, and he must not really spread his wings like a peacock with his butt exposed , after all, today's grand occasion,
Part of it is due to the down jacket, and part of it is because the effect of the golden dragon body protection the day before yesterday has not dissipated.
but,

At most, the golden dragon body guard is to make Zhao Shi different in the eyes of others, and even in the eyes of others, it is only temporarily different, and there is almost no improvement from himself. ...the death is even worse.

Zhao Shi wished he could stuff his head into his chest,

"Your Majesty, I impeach Chen Yu, the official in charge of Wuyou Cave, for embezzling huge sums of money."

Wuyoudong management officials?
Only then did Zhao Shi quickly raise his head,

There is such a magical existence in Wuyou Cave?

Immediately,

Zhao Shi saw it,
A young official about 32 years old, before the impeachment of the person in front of him was completed, he came out tremblingly, knelt down, and kowtowed: "Mr... death penalty."

Zhao Shi was slightly taken aback,
It's not about wondering how much this person has been greedy for, but about...why does he seem to be ready to plead guilty?
and……

That person impeached, how could your thick winter coat have been soaked in sweat? ——
(End of this chapter)

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