The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

The old Prime Minister Zhao went home, changed his official uniform, greeted his wife, and locked himself in the study to bury his head in writing.

Prime Minister Zhao is good at calligraphy, and he likes to practice calligraphy himself. No matter how busy the government affairs are, it is necessary to practice Chinese characters for half an hour every day. Today, he wrote all afternoon, but he was not satisfied with what he wrote.

How to write good words when upset? An afternoon is just to write, write and draw casually to relieve boredom.

After today's court meeting, the emperor left him to discuss important matters. The sage gave him a big problem.

Today the emperor asked: Who should the next emperor choose?

According to the criterion of being a courtier, he should be wise and protect his life. Say a few beautiful words at this moment, forget about the vagueness, and don't change it if you kill him. However, the relationship between the current emperor and Zhao Cheng is unusual, and this matter is also closely related to him.

Prime Minister Zhao did not want to express his opinion.

The emperor had seven sons.

The eldest son was named the prince. His Royal Highness, the former crown prince, was truly amazing and unparalleled in the world. Wen Neng put his pen to settle the world, Wu Neng set up the world, he is the perfect heir. Unfortunately, it has been twenty years since the prince passed away, and he died on the battlefield.

His Royal Highness, who was skilled in martial arts, heroic in combat, and outstanding in strategy, defeated the enemy country, but died unexpectedly by his brother's sword while the army was celebrating the victory.

The second prince and the third prince were the masterminds of the prince's murder, and the emperor gave poison and wine to kill them.

Compared with the former prince, the few living now are too mediocre, and none of them are good.

"I'm sixty-six this year, and I may die one day. The heir can't be delayed any longer, and one has to be prepared first." The emperor said: "If I stay for another ten or twenty years, then I don't need to worry about it. The dragon chair is for your heart."

Lao Zhao almost didn't lie on the ground, why did the emperor's mind change again?

Can this kind of thing be changed at will?

"Well...what a mess!" Prime Minister Zhao tore the words written in cursive script to powder, and this ghost-painted peach talisman should not be seen.

After dealing with the failed products, Prime Minister Zhao spread another piece of paper and continued to write.

The emperor can decide a person's fate with a single sentence, but now he wants to change it back with a single sentence, how easy is it?

Zhao Junxin, his most distressed son is not his old son. He is the posthumous son of His Royal Highness, who died young.

When the prince was killed, the princess was also in danger. She desperately escaped, and gave birth to the eldest grandson of Da Jin in the pursuit of the two princes' dark guards. The Crown Princess dragged the child with injuries and illnesses to **** the child back to the capital and handed it over to Prime Minister Zhao, and then died of exhaustion.

The emperor lost his beloved son, and the appearance of Junxin gave him a trace of comfort.

He took pity on the king's heart, so he put him in the prime minister's mansion and grew up happily. The emperor did not want Junxin to go to the palace and became a thorn in the eyes of several adult princes. He can protect Junxin, but there are always times when he is negligent.

"Let him be a wealthy idler for a lifetime."

It was just for this sentence that decided the first half of Jun Xin's life.

Although Prime Minister Zhao felt it was inappropriate, he complied. Watching the child grow up, clever and clever but use it in the wrong place, but he doesn't care about anything and lets him play. He only guides at the right time, making sure that he doesn't go astray.

But this plan has been implemented for almost 20 years. When it came to an end, the emperor wanted to restore the orthodoxy and let the eldest Sun Junxin succeed the throne.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude, what do you think?!" Prime Minister Zhao asked.

The emperor also knew that breaking his word was bad, but he really didn't like a living prince.

Although he was going to find an heir, he was extremely disgusted with his sons jumping up and down to form gangs to inherit the throne. Not only was he unable to hold his breath, but his methods were terrible and his mind was stupid. He caught all the pigtails. None of them qualify!

Prime Minister Zhao was not afraid of death and said that Zhao Junxin had already been spoiled by everyone, so it would be better to choose him than others.

The emperor said it was okay. Zhao Jun's heart is still young, and there is still time to change.

His grandson is smart and clever. As long as he is taught well, he will definitely be smarter than the current ones. This is enough to be the emperor, and with the support of the five sons of the old Zhao family and other loyal ministers, this emperor is not difficult to be.

The emperor's plan was to find a spare tire before he cultivated his heart. If he hangs up ahead of time, then only the spare tire will be in the top position, and Junxin will live a normal and stable life. If he has a big life, then cultivate the heart of the king, and directly pass on the throne after his identity is announced to the world.

Prime Minister Zhao was very opposed to this plan.

Human ambition is unfathomable. Is the spare tire so willing to be a spare tire? It's strange that the spare tire doesn't turn straight. The **** storm at that time is not something that the child who grew up in the greenhouse, Jun Xin, can bear.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, you are confused." The emperor patted his friend's shoulder and smiled: "The spare tire is not honest, just change it."

His smile was full of confidence and a trace of cruelty. Since the prince was murdered, he has always been ruthless towards his son who has had extra thoughts. Not honest, then a glass of poison wine.

Old Zhao Xin said, "It's done! You are the emperor, you are his grandfather, you have the final say.

In the palace, the emperor is exercising, he still has a ten-year plan, and the body is the capital.

In the Zhao family's study, Prime Minister Zhao wrote another piece of paper. He is annoying!

How to raise an abandoned child into a generation of wise men?

Both the emperor and Prime Minister Zhao were thinking about this issue.

Of course, the two have completely different ideas and different attitudes. However, one thing is consistent.

They were not prepared to ask Jun Xin's opinion, nor did they think it was necessary.

*

Zhao Jun rushed to the study in a hurry.

The door was closed, but the window was open. Zhao Junxin lay on the window and said hello to his father: "Dad! I'm back!"

A head poked in, and the beautiful face as delicate as jade carried a lovely smile, which made old Zhao's heart melt.

Zhao Junxin is the eldest grandson of the emperor and the child he has raised for twenty years.

After being spoiled for so many years, he was suddenly forced to force his children to study hard, but he couldn't bear it.

"Father, I'm in!" Zhao Junxin smiled brightly. After that, he turned into the study through the window.

"Show me the door!" Prime Minister Zhao said angrily, but his hands quickly covered the words on the table. It's so badly written that I can't let my son see it.

Zhao Junxin: "Good!"

This lively and naughty appearance is cute and cute, but Lao Zhao really can't imagine what he will look like when he sits on the Golden Palace in ten years.

How to teach him just now, Prime Minister Zhao is very embarrassed.

Zhao Junxin entered the door, and Prime Minister Zhao had already put away the shameful words.

He smiled and asked, "You monkey, why did you come back so early today?"

Every seven days, Zhao Jun's heart is released, and he also wants to go to prison and be released, and he doesn't want to come back after going out.

When the city gate is about to close, Zhao Junxin will take the night to go home. Too early today, quite abnormal.

"Father, I was bullied, you have to decide for me!" Zhao Junxin pulled Lao Zhao's sleeve and pretended to be pitiful.

Lao Zhao smiled and asked, "Then tell me, who is so bold and dare to bully my son?"

What can happen to his son? Who dares to provoke him?

Although the child is naughty, he never fights. Before this, the biggest trouble he encountered was just meeting a foreign dude in the flower and bird market who wanted to forcefully buy his eagle.

Old Zhao really didn't take Zhao Junxin's bullying seriously.

Zhao Junxin whispered the experience to Lao Zhao:

"Today I went to Honolulu to hunt eagles, and that little brat was led by a rabbit to someone else's house. When the house was empty, I followed up to find it, and was suddenly dragged into the house by two girls..." Zhang Jun described vaguely. The encounter in the room slightly emphasized that the two girls were also drugged.

This paragraph successfully made Lao Zhao blow his beard and stare at him with rage. Is there really someone who doesn't have long eyes to try to plot against Zhao Junxin? !

"Have you seen which other courtyard you entered?" Prime Minister Zhao asked seriously.

"The Ning family, I can see clearly." Zhao Jun said in his heart.

"Hey..." Prime Minister Zhao stroked his beard, instantly thinking of the Seventh Prince.

Being able to have a Ning family in Honolulu, he immediately thought of who it was. Their family's direct daughter would soon be engaged to the seventh prince.

Being involved with the Seventh Prince is not an easy matter.

There are naturally many people who can be prime ministers and live in harmony with the emperor for a lifetime. The timing of the incident was very coincidental. Prime Minister Zhao directly thought about it, and raised an original case of a house fight to the height of a struggle for succession.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

In the morning, the emperor just said that he would pass the throne to his grandson, and almost at the same time, the emperor fell into a trap and was calculated.

If Zhao Junxin didn't get out and had a relationship with those two women, it would definitely damage his reputation, and his marriage would also be ruined.

And the seventh prince's fiancée is actually involved here!

Suspected of a crime, Prime Minister Zhao immediately placed the pot on the head of the Seventh Prince.

Perhaps, the Seventh Prince had already sensed Jun Xin's identity and wanted to ruin his reputation.

Then the emperor's plan will be useless.

It's a bit bad...

"Father, you have to call the shots for me!" Zhao Jun begged heartily.

I used to solve problems by myself, but now it's the first time I'm hugging someone's thigh, which feels really weird.

But this time I can't hold my thighs.

Ning Youyue, who used him as a stepping stone, was a virgin girl, and there was no way for a man to approach him. Besides, now he is nothing but the Prime Minister's son, and he has no way to deal with her.

His father was different.

Zhao Junxin thought that Prime Minister Zhao would definitely be able to find out the truth. Ning Youyue's hands and feet were not so clean yet, as long as she was picked up, she would be cut off from becoming a prince and concubine.

"Don't worry, it's up to Dad." Zhao Cheng said.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Zhao Junxin took his father's hand and acted coquettishly.

After comforting Zhao Junxin, Prime Minister Zhao changed into his official uniform and entered the palace to face the saint. This must be told to the emperor.

*

Prime Minister Zhao hurried to the palace. After Zhao Junxin returned to his small courtyard to rest for a while, he found Mrs. Zhao to chat with his two brothers at home.

They were really kind to him, and he could feel the sincere affection.

Everyone changed their ways to show him what was fun and what was fun. Zhao Junxin occasionally mentioned two sentences about studying, and they praised him in words, but did not encourage him to make progress in actions. Without saying a few words, he was abducted to the flowers and plants, cats and dogs.

Returning to his yard, Zhang Junxin began to take care of the flowers in the garden.

While taking care of it and thinking about it, he probably guessed some problems.

He is not from the Zhao family, and his appearance is not at all similar to that of Prime Minister Zhao. The mothers of the two older brothers are different, but they look very much like Prime Minister Zhao. And they have nothing to do with themselves.

Zhao Junxin guessed that for some ulterior reason, he was adopted. It is also for this reason that he can only be a wealthy idler for a lifetime.

What kind of identity is not allowed to be self-motivated?

The emperor's illegitimate child? Remnants of the past? Descendants of unjustly murdered loyal ministers? Enemy orphans?

...

Zhao Jun thought about it and smiled.

No matter what his true identity is, he is now the youngest son of the Prime Minister of the Dynasty.

Of course, you have to play well and play well.

Playing in the dark for a lifetime is a waste of life.

Zhao Junxin's hand brushed over a half-dead peony branch, and the days of playfulness began with this peony.

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Emperor Grandpa: Give me the throne!

Junxin: No, I want to be a scoundrel with pursuit.

Emperor Grandpa: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

In fact, everyone guessed not many guesses correctly, it is just a difference of seniority.