Doing All Kinds of Tricks Everyday

Chen Lin moved the chopsticks first, and then the prince was able to move the chopsticks, but before he could pick up the dishes into Chen Lin's bowl, Chen Lin had already taken the lead.

The prince looked at the meat in the bowl, suddenly flattered.

"Thank you, Madam."

Chen Lin picked up chopsticks and vegetables for the prince again, and smiled: "Hurry up and eat. There are no others and there are not so many polite gifts. Just call my name."

The prince hurriedly said: "How can this be..."

However, halfway through the conversation, the eldest prince stopped his mouth, and his pale face turned redder instead.

Chen Lin shook the opponent's hand and explained softly: "I was in front of your father and said that you want to take all the princes as disciples. At that time, did you blame me in your heart?"

The prince stared at the hand covering the back of his hand. His skin was fair, his knuckles were long, and his hands were very beautiful.

He was in a daze, a heart beating as if it could come out of his throat.

Hearing Chen Lin's words, he hurriedly said: "No complaint."

At that time, I just felt a little disappointed. The person he liked was not himself, but other princes.

But then I think about it again, the high priest is obedient to the destiny, how can he have his own ideas, and what he chooses is only the person chosen by the destiny.

Now, it is enough that the high priest can treat himself so close.

Chen Lin then withdrew his hand: "It's good if you don't complain, hurry up and eat, it's cold, and the food will be cold when it's not long."

The prince nodded, although a little lost, he still held up the bowl and chopsticks.

Outside the door, Yu Wenting couldn't stay any longer, turned and left with a flick of his sleeves. The expression on his face was actually colder than this March.

After returning to his bedroom, Yu Wenting kicked the door to the ground, and the sight of Qingshan on the side was heartache.

"My lord, even though it's already in spring, it's still cold in the sky. This door is broken, and we have to freeze again."

Because he was not spoiled, the bedroom he lived in was not good, but it was so, and it could also withstand the cold, but now the gate of the palace was kicked to pieces, and it was really going to be starving and freezing.

Qing Shanyuan still wanted to nag, but after seeing his master's face, he swallowed everything back.

"Master, who made you angry again?"

Yu Wenting sat on the chair with a very ugly face, even his tone of voice was tough.

"No one makes this palace angry."

Aoyama: "..." If no one irritates you, don't keep your face straight.

He asked tentatively: "Could it be that the high priest is targeting the master again?"

As soon as the word "high priest" was uttered, Qing Shan found that the master's face had become gloomy again.

"What's his business? A priest can't affect the mood of this palace."

Qingshan watched his nose and nose, and quickly echoed: "Yes, no one can affect your mood."

Predictably, these words were exchanged for a cold snort.

"Brother Dahuang has never experienced female sex, and it is reasonable to be confused by his face, but he has grown up so old, doesn't he know to avoid suspicion? He just wants to use Brother Dahuang. "

"Everyone knows that Brother Da Huang is most likely to become the crown prince. He puts on a posture of refusing to welcome him, isn't he just trying to hold Brother Da Huang firmly in his palm."

"When I think of the picture just now, my palace feels disgusting, and my goose bumps all over my body."

After hearing a little knowledge, Qing Shan asked cautiously: "What did the master see just now?"

"He actually took the initiative to shook Brother Dahuang's hand, you say it's not disgusting."

Qing Shan couldn't help thinking, both are men, what is disgusting? What's more, just shook hands and didn't do anything beyond the rules. The master also made a little fuss.

"Why don't you speak? Don't you feel sick?"

Qing Shan really couldn't bear to open his eyes to talk nonsense, and only asked, "If the high priest held your master's hand, would you still feel sick?"

As Qingshan expected, as soon as his voice fell, the master suddenly got up from his chair.

"What nonsense? He is such a disgusting person, how can my palace let him touch my palace."

Qingshan repeatedly answered "Yes", but his heart was clear.

The master is jealous that the great prince can be valued by the high priest, so this is the case.

However, why the high priest who is so glamorous and blessed to target their master alone, is it true that the master is not favored and there is no oil to catch?

When this idea came to Qing Shan's mind, he felt that it was not quite right, but it was impossible to say what was wrong.

...

New Year's Eve.

In order to reward the hard work of hundreds of officials this year, Emperor Qin asked the Imperial Dining Room to prepare a banquet for hundreds of officials.

Several princes were present, sitting under Emperor Qin's table.

Over the years, Yuwenting has always been the neglected one. It stands to reason that he should have his place on this table, but the seventh prince was either uncomfortable or ill for years, and the two came and went without him. s position.

The seventh prince suddenly attended, and the eunuchs set up a seat for him behind Baiguan.

It is well known that the prince is not favored. If he sits close, he will be upset by the emperor if he is not careful. Sitting farther away is no problem. Anyway, the prince has always been an indisputable person, even if he is caught Ignoring, your Majesty will not blame them for this.

During the dinner, Emperor Qin was very happy and drank a little too much, so he asked the princes to show their learning results these days. After all, these princes have been learning with the high priest for some time.

The problem this time is no better than others, and Emperor Qin asked the princes to talk about the way of the king.

The eldest prince read Chen Lin's teaching of him in the text and the school, and the third prince added his own opinions on the basis of reading it again.

The fifth prince coughed weakly, and said two sentences, "Father is healthy, if there is a father and a few brothers who think about these things, he doesn't want to."

Such an appearance of not fighting or grabbing made Emperor Qin happy while feeling a little bit gratified. After all, the person he liked was the boss.

The fifth prince answered, and the question was exposed, but the seventh prince stood up quickly.

He looked at his father and talked freely.

Those other princes understood, he said, those other princes did not understand, he also said.

The civil and military officials suddenly fell silent. After he finished speaking, none of those people made any noise.

After a long time, Liu Yunhe took the lead to speak: "I didn't expect the Seven Princes to even understand this. If the Emperor Zhou of the previous dynasty could understand this, their Great Zhou would not die."

Although Liu Yunhe was a civil official, he was above the court, but he was also very provocative. When he said that, many people immediately began to agree. For a while, the banquet for hundreds of officials to treat hundreds of officials became the seventh prince. The personal "commendation meeting" is over, and the rainbow farts one after another.

When Emperor Qin looked at the son he had neglected for many years, a mixed emotion emerged in his eyes.

He avoids thinking of the things of the year because his arrogant self-esteem cannot be tarnished by anyone.

You know, Harem Sanqian, he is the mother of the Seventh Prince the most, not only the face, but also the little romantic surprises she made when the two were together, which gave him a kind of love. It feels like, but what the woman loves is not him, but the power in his hands.

Now that I think about it again, the grievances in my heart are gone, and there is only regret.

Emperor Qin looked at the face of the Seven Princes that looked more and more like his mother, and his tone was a little bit sad: "Ting'er is right. Come and reward."

After that, I noticed the location of Yuwenting, and inquired about Gao Gonggong, and immediately dragged out the servants who arranged positions for Yuwenting.

Yuwenting still interceded, saying that blood should not be seen on New Year's Eve, and Emperor Qin gave up.

This remark was praised by Emperor Qin again, and Yu Wenting's position was finally moved to the prince seat, and he was sitting under the seat of the elder prince.

For a while, Yuwenting received a lot of hostile eyes, but he didn't care at all. He just looked at the high priest opposite, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth, with such a sense of inexplicability, like Complacent, it seems to be showing off.

Chen Lin ignored the gaze from the other party. He took a glass of warm wine and tasted it slowly.

It's worthy of the wine in the palace, it's mellow, it's a bit on the top, but he still wants to drink it, and can't stop it.

The system said to him: [The host can drink if you want, this system can monitor everything for you. 】

Chen Lin didn't have any scruples anymore, and he didn't have to worry that he would lose his head by saying something wrong because he was drunk.

The seventh prince on the opposite side saw him pouring down a glass of wine, thinking that he was unhappy because of the reward he had received, and he was even more proud.

Look, let you look down on this palace, this palace has finally turned over now, regret it, feel uncomfortable.

...

The banquet ended very late, the civil and military officials were all gone, and only a few princes accompanied Emperor Qin to speak.

At this time, as the high priest, Chen Lin was supposed to leave with the civil and military officials. Unexpectedly, he had drunk too much, and he was already lying on the table by now. Leng Yue was carrying a knife. The guards can only wait outside, and don't know his situation at this moment.

The sharp-eyed prince saw him and said to Emperor Qin: "Father, the high priest seems to be drunk, so let's let the son send him back to the palace."

Emperor Qin raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and then gave a very satisfied "um", thinking that his eldest son had finally regained his health and knew how to curry favor with the high priest.

But never thought that his son had his own ideas.

The eldest prince assisted Chen Lin to walk outside the hall, and Yu Wenting followed quietly behind him.

Seeing the two people close together, he felt angry in his heart.

Yuwenting stepped forward and called him: "Brother Dahuang."

Yu Wenhao stopped and turned to look: "It's the seventh brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Brother emperor, just now the father and emperor went to the palace of Concubine Shu. Your mother and concubine don't seem to be very happy. Are you going to accompany her?"

"But..." Yu Wenhao looked at the already drunk and unconscious, a little embarrassed.

Yu Wenting quickly said: "Don't worry about the emperor, give the high priest to me, and I will send him to my bedroom in peace."

The prince hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "It's okay, seventh brother, Lu Hei, be careful."