The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Yesterday's frightening effect was remarkable, and Huang Song confided it before the punishment was imposed.

Although Wen Lancheng's parents are dead, but he has quite a family business.

He and the book boy went to Beijing to take the exam. They first stayed in the Zhuangyuan Building, bought the mansion and moved out, and then invited the yellow pine to live there.

Huang Song felt that the two looked the same, and their backgrounds were equally pitiful, but Wen Lancheng had a wealth of wealth and talent, lamented the injustice of God, jealousy, tied people up, wanted to kill, but between them, the mansion went into the water, He fled with Wen Lancheng in a hurry, and the book boy was burned to death.

The reason why he brought Wen Lancheng was also because the fire burned other property on the spot. If Wen Lancheng died, it is unlikely that he wanted to impersonate, and the money would be the same as before!

He tied Wen Lancheng to the paper tie shop.

Every day, Wen Lancheng was forced to write lyrics and music, and sold it in bookstores or brothels. He became famous and earned a little money.

"Your Majesty, Wen Lancheng has been saved now, but after being imprisoned for too long, her health was a little bit bad, so she was raised at the Sixing Temple. When she arrives in Chunwei, she should be able to take the exam this year!" Xie Pinggang said again.

To say that the yellow pine is also unlucky.

Hit no money.

Just as he was about to pretend to be Wen Lancheng, Wen Lancheng's house was destroyed and his belongings burned.

And Wen Lancheng was frightened, and then began to fall ill.

But this talented person is sick, and what he writes is better than the average person.

Huang Song used more than half of the money he earned to buy medicine for Wen Lancheng, fearing that after his death, he would have no money jar.

Moreover, it is not easy to pretend to be a scholar. You have to buy this ink, paper, inkstone, and books, and your clothes must not be too bad, so Huang Song sold a lot of poems, but still... very poor!

After Xie Pinggang finished speaking, the ministers were dumbfounded.

The arresting move... is it fake? !

It wasn't that the Crown Prince and Xie Pinggang bullied Zhuzi, but... saved Wen Lancheng? !

impossible?

However, it's hard to fake this matter, Wen Lancheng is going to Spring Festival... It will take a few days to appear in front of people!

Several plausible ministers are going to faint at this moment.

It's over.

What did they just say? It is said that the prince indulges Xie Pinggang, insults Zhuzi, right and wrong, black and white are unclear, and let the prince introspect? !

Everyone reacted quickly, and without the emperor's accusation, they immediately began to admit their mistakes: "I'll be damned!"

The emperor's eyes crossed, looking at the group of embarrassed idiots below, and the more he looked at it, the more he disliked it.

"The gentlemen also know that the crown prince is the foundation of the country, but why do you always want to shake the foundation of the country!? You don't even investigate this matter, one after another, the books are piled up like snowflakes, just to embarrass the crown prince?! Look, you all want to shake my Qianyuan Jiangshan!"

The emperor was furious.

There was a large area below, and the dingy people didn't dare to say anything.

The emperor is really not happy.

Before the prince was twelve years old, the ministers of civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty had no objection to him as a prince. Everyone in the world felt that he was a good prince.

But since the prince's arm was injured, it has never been the same.

They can't see if the prince is smart, they don't care if the prince is virtuous, they just chase the arm and ignore everything else!

But his son's arm is just a little inconvenient, so what's the point of being disabled?

Moreover, he was disabled, and it was also caused by saving his father. Such a pure and filial person, the world is leading, why is it not good to be a prince? !