What exactly is a machine gun? Feng Yuheng explained to Zhang Yuan that it is "a long gun with a mechanism hidden in it."
Zhang Yuan thinks this is reliable.
It was not the first time that Feng Yuheng slept in the inner hall of Qiankun Hall. Fortunately, he slept in the west hall today, not the one on the east side that was reserved for Emperor Tianwu. Zirui said he did not want to be a light bulb, so he took the initiative to run to the east side to squeeze with Yao Xian. Xuantian Mingfeng Yuheng was no longer worried and slept soundly for a night.
On the east side of the hall, Zhang Yuan moved a chair and sat beside the bed, staring with dead fish eyes at the three people, two old and one young, who were lying on the bed in a very ungraceful manner. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this scene was too demonic.
This is a dragon bed! A dragon bed! In the past, His Highness the Ninth Prince slept with Princess Ji'an, but what happened today? The imperial physician even slept with him. Does the Dashun Emperor still have some principles and bottom line? If this scene were to be spread outside, who knows how ugly it would be!
Zhang Yuan was so sleepless that he leaned against the carved wooden box beside the bed with a cushion in his arms, imagining the story of "Folk legend says that Emperor Tianwu and the imperial physician Yao Xian slept in the same bed"...
The emperor was hungover, so the next morning court was cancelled. This was commonplace for the officials of Dashun. As long as the ninth prince was not in the capital, Emperor Tianwu would have problems eight out of ten days, and he would come up with various tricks to avoid court. But he had one most fatal skill, which was that no matter what he did, Dashun would not die. He didn't attend court, but he knew all the important matters in the court; he didn't manage government affairs, but he didn't miss any government affairs; he seemed to be unreasonable, but what he said always made the court officials tremble with fear.
Zhang Yuan went to the front hall to tell the ministers about the adjournment of the court. When he came back, he saw that Emperor Tianwu had woken up and was stretching his hand over Yao Xian to hold Zirui, who was lying on the other side, to his side. He hurried over to lend a hand. Tianwu looked at Zirui, who had opened his eyes but was still hazy, and muttered, "He's quite heavy." He pinched his little face and said, "Why are you so fat? Is the food at Yunlu Academy too good?"
Zirui pouted and said in a daze, "I was robbed recently and lost a lot of weight."
Tianwu stopped talking, hugged the child towards him, reached out and grabbed the injured little hand, stroking it continuously, feeling very uncomfortable.
Zirui felt that the way the emperor rubbed his hand was very similar to his sister's. The sighing movements were exactly the same. He couldn't help but raise his little face and said to Tianwu, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Tianwu nodded, "I know..." But his hand was still rubbing, so Zirui could only let him do it. However, Tianwu was no longer depressed, and took the initiative to chat with him, "You need to take care of this hand for a while, so don't go back to Xiaozhou for now. Your sister will also go to the camp soon and will not have time to take care of you. Why don't you stay in the palace? The palace is safe and there are delicious foods. I guarantee you will be fed and fat;"
Zirui didn't mention whether to stay in the palace or not, but he became excited when talking about the academy. He wanted to chat with Tianwu, but he felt that since he was the emperor, it was inappropriate to chat like this. The child rolled his eyes and asked Tianwu tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you think that since we have slept on the same bed, can we be considered... friends to some extent?"
Tianwu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "How old are you, a little kid? You want to be my friend?"
Zirui lowered his head and said, "If we weren't friends, we wouldn't be able to talk about this."
When Tianwu heard this, he quickly changed his tone and said, "Okay, friends are friends. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zirui laughed and raised his head again and said, "Your Majesty, I will not go to school anymore." After saying that, he saw that Tianwu's face didn't look good, his eyes were wide open, and he immediately added, "My sister and brother-in-law have agreed!"
Unexpectedly, Tianwu didn't get angry like Feng Yuheng did when he heard that he was not going to school. His eyes were wide open, mostly with surprise, and then curiosity, "What are you going to do if you don't go to school?"
Zirui said, "Go to the battlefield! I want to learn the art of war and lead troops to fight in the future." He raised his hand as he spoke, "It's just a broken finger. My sister said that when we enter Qianzhou, I will go and harvest the fingers of everyone in the old Feng family."
"Oh my!" Tianwu slapped his thigh and sighed to Zhang Yuan repeatedly, "See? This is what we call sisters." He also comforted Zirui, "This child, you have suffered."
Zhang Yuan added, "Don't just talk, do something practical."
Tianwu thought about this for a while, but finally shook his head helplessly, with a rather bitter look on his face. "I don't know what I can compensate you with. Over the years, I have rewarded you with this and that, nothing but gold and silver, nothing but power. But I don't think those who got money lived well, and those who got power, on the contrary, quite a few took advantage of it to do evil, which shortened their lives." He patted Zirui's head and sighed, "I am old now, and what I want to give you the most is actually to take you to play and run around in this huge palace, show you the wine I secretly buried underground decades ago, and give you the best food. As for the rest... the world will belong to you young people sooner or later. You will never suffer any loss if you follow your sister and brother-in-law."
His words sounded rather sad. Zhang Yuan felt as if they were a will. He frowned and advised, "Can't you say something happy? What's the point of talking about old or not? Look at Doctor Yao. He's much older than you, but he doesn't even say he's old. Why do you keep getting older day by day?"
Tianwu rolled his eyes at him and told Zirui, "If you become a general in the future, you must manage your subordinates well and not let them take advantage of you!"
Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes in anger. Zi Rui was also quite surprised at the way these two got along with each other. He couldn't help but ask, "Why does the emperor's friend want such a servant to accompany him?"
Tianwu groaned, "I'm just bored." He twisted his head for a while and then said, "Actually, I'm bored."
Little did he know that these words just happened to fall into the ears of Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming who had already arrived at the gate of the East Hall. Xuan Tianming's face darkened, and he took his wife and walked into the house quickly, saying, "Why don't you teach the child something good?"
Feng Yuheng pulled him, took the initiative to step forward and whispered, "Father is not old, you haven't got mother back yet, how can you be old?"
When Concubine Yun was mentioned, Tianwu perked up again. He vaguely remembered that Zhang Yuan had mentioned Concubine Yun yesterday, so he quickly asked, "What happened last night?"
Zhang Yuan recounted the story of the maid's visit, and then added, "According to my analysis, Concubine Yun still has you in her heart. Drinking alcohol is bad for your health, and she knows that she is thinking about your health, but you don't take it seriously."
Xuan Tianming glared at Zhang Yuan and thought to himself, this is not comfort at all, this is just giving advice to his father!
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Tianwu immediately said, "I understand. So, open those jars of wine in the cellar. I have to continue drinking with Lao Yao today! Maybe I can get Pianpian to drink over here." While saying this, he kicked Yao Xian a few times, "Wake up, wake up, don't sleep anymore."
Yao Xian was older after all, and couldn't hold as much alcohol as Tianwu. Plus, the two of them always drank together, and even though Yao Xian was no longer the same person he was a few years ago, he had developed some class feelings with Tianwu. When good buddies drink together, they can't hide it or play tricks, so Yao Xian didn't even take the hangover medicine in advance, and just drank with Tianwu wholeheartedly, which led to him getting even drunker than Tianwu.
Feng Yuheng was really helpless, so she could only beg, "Father, please forgive Grandpa. Besides, my daughter-in-law needs your help this time. My daughter-in-law's personal guard was seriously injured and poisoned, and is waiting for Grandpa to detoxify him."
Tianwu was very disappointed. Seeing that Yao Xian had woken up, he had to nod and let him go. But then he cast his eyes on Feng Zirui again. Zirui was so scared that he trembled and quickly got into Feng Yuheng's arms. He kept saying, "Don't look at me. I'm still young. I'm just a child." After saying that, he felt that it didn't have any deterrent effect, so he simply added, "I still have things to do. My father informed the Qianzhou people to kill my sister and me. Although the crisis has been eliminated, I still have to settle the revenge of Zirui's severed finger."
The child spoke in a crisp voice, but his attitude was very firm. The endless hatred towards Feng Jinyuan burst out again, and even Tianwu could feel it.
When Tianwu heard about what Feng Jinyuan had done, although he was not surprised based on his understanding of Feng Jinyuan, he was still very annoyed, so he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, as long as you don't kill him, you can take revenge as you like."
Zi Rui was stunned. He didn't know about the Thousand Weeks Dragon Vein Map, so he was a little surprised when he heard that Tian Wu was determined to keep Feng Jinyuan alive. However, he didn't ask much. He just nodded, climbed down from the dragon couch, and stood next to Feng Yuheng.
Yao Xian also expressed his inability to accept that he had slept on the dragon bed for a night for no reason, and climbed down angrily, looking a little embarrassed. However, Tianwu did not have this awareness. He did not think there was anything wrong with Yao Xian and Feng Zirui sleeping on the dragon bed for a night, and he warmly invited Yao Xian to come again next time.
Xuan Tianming couldn't stand his father's heartless energy, so he quickly pulled the atmosphere back with a serious question, "We captured a Thousand Zhou Jingwei alive and threw him to Prince Yu's Palace. What do you think we should do with this man?"
Tianwu asked him, "Are you useful?"
Xuan Tianming shook his head, "It's useless."
"Then behead him!" Tianwu said in a very relaxed tone, but the more he spoke in this tone, the more serious he was about this matter. "Hand him over to Jingzhao Yin, throw him to Wumen and behead him. Tell the world that this is the attitude of Dashun."
Xuan Tianming wanted to hear this. Qian Zhou went to war with Da Shun, and the Northern Territory rebelled. These things were not just matters of the court. The people of the world also had the right to know and take precautions. This time, he could use this opportunity to kill them and use the fact that these Qian Zhou people had tampered with the Da Shun ships and killed countless Da Shun people to arouse the anger of the whole country. Qian Zhou was already in his pocket.
Xuan Tianming raised the corner of his lips slightly, smiled wickedly, turned around and left with his wife and Zirui.
Feng Yuheng turned around apologetically and waved goodbye to Tianwu, then winked at Yao Xian, who quickly followed. Tianwu was stunned for a long time, until those people had disappeared, he slapped his forehead and said, "It's over, I forgot to tell them about the matter with Old Seven."
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