The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

Ning Guofu, the study room was quiet, and a few maids were chilling outside, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Free-fee-first-delivery → [chasing] [book] [help]

The man kneeling on the ground was in his middle age and was in his forties. At this moment, his face was full of remorse, and in front of him, an old man was standing with his back to his back.

"Dad, the baby is wrong, and I hope your old man will not be angry." Said the middle-aged man.

The old man didn't say a word, still stubbornly refused to turn back and didn't move.

"Dad, the baby is wrong. I dare not talk back to you, and I hope Dad will not be angry." The middle-aged man said again.

The old man slowly said, "This is not a matter of refusal. This has always been a knot between our father and son. You have your position and opinion. I don't object, but you have to think about the entire royal family. I can't Let the entire royal family be buried in your hands. "

The man on the ground, his body stunned slightly, said, "Yes." There was no expression on his face.

"I know that you have an opinion on the boss, but since ancient times, which king has no blood, without some tough means, how to rule the world, and how to obey civil and military officials? This is an ancient tradition. The rules come down, if the boss is useless, his talent is not lost to the second child, why can't he just get into your eyes? "

Having said that, the old man coughed softly twice, apparently really angry.

Wang Yaozu wanted to pour a cup of tea for his father, but he saw that the ground was full of porcelain, and gave up the idea. Just now, all the tea bowls made his father fall.

What was still being said by his father, but he could not hear anything.

Every time they talk about this issue, there is always a quarrel between their father and son.

This is still the case. Thinking of this, Wang Yaozu sighed helplessly.

Nangong definitely respects himself, but when he thinks of his means, Wang Yaozu is unwilling to continue thinking.

"I'm tired, you go out." Father's voice came clearly.

"Yes." Then Wang Yaozu stood up and walked slowly outside the study.

Seeing the girl standing outside, he whispered, "Master is still angry now. After a while, he loses his breath and goes to the room to clean up."

The girl-in-law wearing a pink shirt responded, and Wang Yaozu walked away quickly.

He didn't understand. How can the two children grow up together and be the same teacher?

He couldn't remember when he didn't like the prince, maybe it was the fall of that year.

He returned to Beijing from the border. Both nephews played in the house. When they saw the dagger on his body, the big prince pulled out.

"Do you like this dagger?" Wang Yaozu asked softly.

The prince nodded and asked, "Well, can you give it to me?" Then he looked at him with big, innocent eyes.

"If you have such a dagger, what would you use it for?"

The prince thought for a while and said, "Kill, I will use it to kill all the people I don't like, and let people submit to me."

At that moment, Wang Yaozu was shocked. He did not expect that the great prince had such an ambition at a young age.

It was then that he began to be full of dissatisfaction with the child until now.