The devil is coming

Chapter 651: In-laws, begging for a bowl of noodles
imperial study room,
The seat where Emperor Yan used to sit was still empty.
Below, there was another table and a chair, and the prince sat there. After all, I was still here, so it was impossible for the prince to sit in that position.
Whether he was organizing a court meeting or today's small meeting, the prince always carried out his work with the new second position.
As a son and a minister, if you don't even understand and do this taboo, you would be underestimating the terrifying prestige that Emperor Yan has accumulated over the years.
Below the prince, there are a group of ministers sitting, all of whom can talk things over.
Ji Chengjue sat in the first position under the left hand, playing with the snuff bottle in his hand.
The new round of confrontation has just ended, and the result is still that no one can really defeat the other.
The choice of the new governor of Nanwang City has become a deadlock between the two brothers.
The prince is used to keeping things quiet. During the period when he was in charge of the country, everyone from top to bottom has actually given him face. He will also give the same face to those below him, that is, his sixth brother. In most of the previous affairs , and basically kept the same pace as himself, so when Lao Liu suddenly showed an extremely tough stance on this matter, the prince was a little at a loss for a moment.
After all, the Prince of the Supervisory Kingdom may look like a good man, but in fact he is walking on thin ice and is very cautious. The most important thing is that the role of the younger brother you are facing is constantly being strengthened in today's increasingly severe financial background of Dayan;
Of course you can use the authority of the Supervisory State to do thunderous things, whether it is cutting, beating or suppressing. This is impossible to fail, unless Emperor Yan in the back garden suddenly speaks out, unless your sixth brother suddenly "jumps over the wall";
Under the rules of the game, the prince is almost invincible;
After all, this is no longer a confrontation between two princes, but a wrestling match between a prince and a being wearing the cloak of monarchy. If the former does not take extreme measures, the latter is almost guaranteed to win.
But for the latter, this cloak of monarchy also makes him very jealous. He cannot still aim at knocking the opponent down like he did when he was a prince. At this time, he has to take the overall situation into consideration.
After all, after forcing his sixth brother into a dead end and forcing him to submit, who can take over the affairs at this time, especially the household affairs?
Everyone knows that the current financial situation is a mess. Except for his sixth brother to continue to maintain it, no one else has the ability or the courage.
In fact, each of these ministers here has his or her own opinion, regardless of position. In fact, these people, although they may not be considered important, are the most sensitive at this time.
Because once things change, His Majesty in the backyard may take action against his two sons, and the stakes will be too high. Therefore, it is the best solution to take action against a few ministers to express his attitude.
Therefore, at this time, everyone can only abandon their opinions and support, and try to be public-minded. Some support the prince, and some support the sixth prince.
The two sides were in a stalemate.
Fortunately at this time,
Zaifu Zhao Jiulang finally arrived.
The prince stood up to show his respect;
The rest of the ministers also stood up. The Prime Minister, the head of a hundred officials, must be given this kind of dignity.
Ji Laoliu was the last one to get up. After getting up, he left his seat, saluted the prince, and then saluted Zhao Jiulang:
"Everyone, what Mr. Zaifu wants is what I want. The position of the prefect of Nanwang City should be decided sooner rather than later. It must be decided quickly in order to calm the hearts of the people there."
Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's pull the mill first.
But this is actually very strange to say. If that's the case, why don't you give in earlier?
"Forgive me, Your Highness the Crown Prince, and forgive me, Mr. Zaifu. I, the Ministry of Revenue, still have a lot of troublesome things to deal with. You can continue to discuss this."
"Sixth brother," the prince said, "it won't be long before that."
Ji Laoliu ignored him, as if he didn't hear anything at all, and walked out of the imperial study room.
The prince sitting in the first seat looked gloomy because of this.
Zhao Jiulang, who was sitting in the first seat specially vacated for himself under his right hand, accepted the tea offered by Li Yinglian.
Took a sip,
said slowly;
"I agree with His Highness the Sixth Prince's proposal."
……
The situation in the court is so turbulent and strange that the authorities are often confused, let alone those who are looking at things in the fog.
But fortunately,
The teahouse gentlemen in Yanjing City are talkative. They have their own set of substitution logic and can explain to you some things that everyone is confused about.
Anyway, in the end, most things, no matter how many games and how many trade-offs they go through, are nothing more than one or two. This also means that a small number of gossips can guess it right and be dubbed Mr. Insider. The title is sought after by others.
As for those who guessed wrong, don’t worry and wait for the next opportunity.
The people of Qian have always said that the people of Yan are barbarians, and even describe the Emperor of Yan as a model of a one-man thieves. Especially when a horse tramples on the family, he is described as a Jie and Zhou image who takes life and death. But in fact, in Dayan, he was praised for his words The crime situation is far less than that of Qian Guo.
The people of Yanjing City, living at the foot of the imperial city, cannot change their habit of talking about having fun. Most of the time, the imperial court is actually indulging.
He Chu liked to go to the teahouse after closing the stall to listen to people talk or listen to people talk about topics that were causing debates and struggles in the court. Every time, he could listen with gusto;
After listening, he went back to talk to his father so that his father would not slap him with the sole of his shoe and scold him for wasting tea money and having fun.
Although the He family has a grandson named "Ji Chuanye", the life of the He family and his son is actually the same as before, and no real changes have occurred.
Oh.
He Chu discussed the marriage a few months ago.
The two parties were matched by a matchmaker,
Both parents also nodded in agreement.
Just as he was preparing to go through the process, the woman suddenly fell ill and died.
On the day of mourning,
Lao Hetou asked He Chu to send two pigs over, and also asked He Chu to help organize the funeral of the woman's family.
Then, Lao Hetou took He Chu to a mountain outside Yanjing City to tell fortunes.
Monks in temples and Taoist temples are too expensive to tell fortunes. They nominally only charge you a few cents to tell fortunes, which means they mean it, but they will immediately take out a red paper book for you and tell you how much sesame oil you want to buy. It all depends on your heart. .
And when you glance at it, you will find that the smallest amount of sesame oil after the name is enough to make you feel pain for a long time.
Fortunately, at the entrance to the mountain, there are countless people setting up stalls to make a living by telling fortunes, especially during temple fairs.
Lao Hetou took his son and chose the least popular fortune-telling stall in the corner because it was easy to bargain.
After finding the right psychological price, and the other party guarantees that there will be no extras, no riddles to whet your appetite, no secrets to reveal, no need to spend extra money to replenish your body, and all the tricks that you know, I know, and everyone knows,
Life,
Done.
The fortune teller, who was so hungry that he was just skin and bones, stared at He Chu for a long time with eyes that seemed to be glowing with hunger.
Finally laughed:
"I have been unlucky these past two years."
He Chu sat upright, and Old He asked directly: "Why?"
The fortune teller said:
"There are other people at home who need it."
He Chu opened his mouth wide,
God!
Old He slapped his head on the fortune-telling table.
shouted;
"fart!"
Then, he cut the already very low price by another [-]%. Do you want it?
after that,
Lao Hetou took He Chu back home.
After returning home, Lao Hetou didn't cook. He Chu cooked the meal himself and served it to him. Lao Hetou didn't eat either. He just kept sitting like that in the yard until dark.
He Chu called out countless times, Dad, would you like to eat?Dad, can you go back to the house and rest?
Lao Hetou was indifferent.
In the end there was no other way,
He Chu could only put a blanket over his father, and he leaned next to his father, wrapped in a quilt, and made do with it for the night.
wait until the next morning,
Lao Hetou suddenly burst into tears.
He Chu, who was still snoring after being kicked, thought he didn't have to leave the stall today.
scolded:
"Sun Thief!"
"Hey!"
He Chu, who was demoted, still had to cope with it.
"You're just going to have to suffer for two years, right? Your sister is pregnant again, and your brother-in-law has to..."
He Chu hurriedly said:
"Okay, Dad!"
Old He nodded and patted his head. After not sleeping all night, the old man took his son out of the stall.
He Chu has always been very happy. He doesn't think that it means nothing if he has to endure hardship for two more years. It's just that he can't get a wife in two years. What does this mean?
In fact, this uncle is quite happy, happy that he seems to have really helped his brother-in-law a little.
today,
Back home,
Dad is sharpening the butcher's knife.
He Chu told his father the stories and stories he heard today.
As he spoke, he stared at the knife in his father's hand.
"Oh?"
After hearing this, Lao Hetou did not take the knife to his son, but was a little surprised:
"Didn't you say that our son-in-law and the prince have a very good relationship?"
The relationship is good, according to a recent rumor, it is said that after Emperor Yan entered the back garden to be raised, the Crown Prince and His Highness the Sixth Highness cooperated sincerely for the sake of Great Yan.
"It's normal for brothers to quarrel, right?" He Chu guessed.
Hearing this, Lao Hetou felt it made sense and nodded.
After the knife was sharpened, Lao Hetou began to chop the meat. Later he would fry the meatballs and send them to the palace.
My daughter likes this taste, and so does the concubine from the Lu family.
The Lu family’s concubine also has something in her belly.
Lao Hetou inquired about it, and found out that according to the sayings of wealthy families, children born from concubines must call their daughters mother, and they can only call their own mother aunt.
Therefore,
Is the child born from my concubine also his grandson?
So,
Every time food is brought in, Mr. He will prepare a separate portion for that person.
The most important thing is that his grandson Ji Chuanye also likes the food he cooks. The little guy loves to eat fried meatballs, sausages, crispy pork belly, etc., as if his grandpa is the one who really understands his taste.
I ate too much last time and didn't digest it well, which made me feel unwell for a few days.
After learning about this, Lao Hetou didn't think anything was wrong. It's common for children to be gluttonous and spoil their stomachs, but it must be because they love to eat to fullness.
He Chu went to wash rice and prepare for cooking.
It is said that the people in many places in Dayan are living a very difficult life at the moment, but Lao He's family is the butchers in the capital. There is no one to close the matter. There are no official officials to blackmail you. As long as the business is started, life will always be the same. It won't be too bad.
Regardless of what Dundun does, his family will never be short of oil and water.
In other words, if even the butchers in Dayan are having a hard time, then Dayan may really be in trouble.
"Doo doo doo doo doo!"
Lao He raised his knife and cut it until the meat on the chopping board was covered with corpses.
And then,
The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.
The courtyard door will not be closed, and the emperor's feet are facing the street. Closing the door is neither grand nor elegant;
The person who came was wearing a black robe, a windbreaker, and a hat. His face was a little pale and obviously a little thin.
come,
He is the owner of this courtyard. I have met him before and even had dinner with him.
Lao Hetou smiled and was about to call his son to prepare tea.
then bow your head,
I found that my hands were still chopping the meat.
it turns out:
"what!"
He screamed in fright,
The knife that I had become so accustomed to after using it all my life actually flew out.
After flipping several times in the air,
Insert into the ground.
It's so dangerous, it's not heading towards the boss's house.
Lao He's head made a "pop" sound.
The whole person knelt down.
Everyone can pretend to be confused while pretending to understand, but not everyone can do it well.
obviously,
The old butcher didn't have the ability, so he knelt down.
When He Chu came out and saw his father kneeling there, he also knelt down obediently, although he didn't know what he was kneeling on.
The visitor slowly walked over, and then he discovered that there was a young man in red following behind him.
The boy in red walked over, moved the chair where Lao Hetou had been chopping stuffing, and placed it behind the man. The man sat down.
"Guess who I am?"
Lao He nodded vigorously, not daring to raise his head to look at anyone.
My son-in-law is the sixth prince of the current dynasty.
In addition, Lao Hetou is no longer the timid butcher he was when he first entered the capital. He has become much more discerning. The most important thing is that the money for tea that his son gave to the teahouse is indeed not free.
It’s not about clue analysis, it’s just about feeling, and you have to kneel down if you feel it!
Emperor Yan didn't take it seriously.
Road:
"Get up."
"Don't dare!"
The boy in red clothes stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and helped Old Hetou up. Old Hetou didn't remember that he thought it was more comfortable to kneel, but the young boy was so strong that he pulled him up by force.
After standing up, Old He actually forgot how to speak to people, and his knees began to tremble again.
The boy in red brought another stool to Lao Hetou.
with a slight push,
Old He sat down and
The legs were straight or bent, the hands were placed on the chest, not to mention other postures. In the end, he could only sit there like a paralyzed person, with his eyes dull.
But Emperor Yan's eyes were no longer on Lao He Tou, but instead fell on He Chu who was kneeling on one side.
The servant who was originally the eunuch in red in the palace came forward, carefully observed He Chu's face, and felt his bones.
Seeing that I was so cowardly, He Chu did not dare to move and allowed him to be "frivolous".
Subsequently,
The boy in red retreated until he was behind Emperor Yan.
Road:
"The blessings are profound, and the princes, generals, and ministers must be rich and powerful."
Emperor Yan nodded.
Looking at Lao Hetou again, Lao Hetou shuddered and opened his mouth:
"Ah...this...that...you...don't..."
I mumbled for a long time, but I didn’t know what to say.
Emperor Yan smiled.
Road:
"What's for dinner?"
"Fish, meat, vegetables, and rice, dry rice!" Lao Hetou immediately replied, "Go, buy it!"
Emperor Yan shook his head,
Road:
"I can't eat these now, I can't overcome them."
once,
Emperor Yan and Marquis Zhenbei had a fight over a chicken leg. In the Imperial Garden, Marquis Zhenbei roasted a large leg of lamb, and Emperor Yan would ask Wei Zhonghe to get a large piece of roasted meat for him in advance.
just now,
These greasy things,
Can't eat anymore.
At this time,
I heard people asking about what to eat.
He Chu raised his head,
open the way;
"If your stomach is not good, you can eat water syrup. Every time I feel upset, my dad makes this to appetize me."
He Chu equated Emperor Yan's situation with that of a foodie like himself.
Emperor Yan hesitated for a moment.
Nod.
But the young man in red standing on one side stepped forward and said;
"It's no longer appropriate for you to come out. You can't eat these anymore."
He knew that Yanhuang's body could not withstand any accidents and damage, and when he went out today, he was also impressed by Danqiang's fighting spirit.
Emperor Yan continued to look at Lao Hetou,
Road:
"In-laws, please ask for a bowl of noodles."
(End of this chapter)