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Chapter 712: The Sixth Son Enters the Imperial City, Lord Zheng Hou sits on the dragon chair

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    "Come up and sit down." Ji Chengjue invited Zheng Fan.

    "You want me to drive you?" Zheng Fan asked back.

    The last time outside the capital, Emperor Yan and King Jingnan were in a carriage, and Zheng Fan was driving the carriage.

    "What the hell." Ji Chengjue smiled, "If you want, I won't be polite."

    "Think beautifully."

    Lord Zheng Hou turned over and got off the Pixiu.

    On the other side, in the carriage.

    Ji Chengjue looked at Ji Chenglang and said:

    "Second brother, you go down first."

    It is not a negotiation, but an order.

    But for some reason, Ji Chenglang felt that this commanding tone made him more comfortable.

    He hated his father, but like the fourth prince, after his father passed away, he became confused again;

    What he hates is that person, but what he is used to is the way of life when that person is around;

    "good."

    so,

    When Zheng Fan was about to get into the carriage, Ji Chenglang came out first in the carriage.

    Zheng Fan took a step back and let Ji Chenglang get out of the carriage first. The two nodded, and then Zheng Fan got into the carriage.

    Eunuch Wei wanted to reach out to help, but Zheng Fan refused.

    In the carriage, there was no charcoal basin, so it was a bit cold.

    Ji Chengjue sat there, watched Zheng Fan come in, and then watched Zheng Fan sit down.

    "Old Zheng, I feel a little flustered."

    "real or fake?"

    "It's the same feeling as when I became a father for the first time. After all, it is the first time in my life to be an emperor."

    "One time raw and second time cooked, it will become numb after a few more times."

    Ji Chengjue nodded, and leaned carelessly into the corner of the carriage, looking extremely weak and helpless,

    "Father is dead."

    "I hear the bell."

    Ji Chengjue raised his hand and said:

    "I killed it. I stabbed my father's chest with a dagger."

    "Your Majesty should be very pleased."

    "Well, he forced me to move his hand. He wanted to be relieved, so I gave it."

    "fine."

    "My surname is Zheng, I'm starting to get tired. I'm sitting in a carriage now, and I haven't ascended the throne yet, but I can already imagine in my mind how tired I will be out of shape sixty years from now."

    "Are you sure you can live another sixty years?"

    "Why can't you have a serious conversation with me? When you were hypocritical before, although I was tired to death, I still cooperated with you on the surface."

    "Well, well, being an emperor, if you want to be a good emperor, it must be very tiring."

    "Yeah, my mind is very confused now."

    "Go to sleep, and I will call you when I get to the palace."

    Ji Chengjue thought so deeply,

    He was weak and stretched out his weak arm, raised his weak hand and pointed his weak finger at Zheng Fan,

    "The one surnamed Zheng, let me lend you a shoulder."

    "Go to hell, you, get out."

    "hey-hey."

    Ji Chengjue smiled,

    did not pull the shoulders,

    But still very satisfied, he closed his eyes and began to doze off.

    outside,

    The carriage driven by Eunuch Wei came to the gate of the palace.

    Ji Chengfeng had already walked over with Lu Bing.

    ?Sili Supervisor's palm seal Wei Zhonghe Eunuch Wei was driving the carriage, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was walking with him outside, before, the one sitting inside must be Emperor Yan;

    Um,

    For now,

    The person sitting inside must also be Emperor Yan.

    The stone in Ji Chengfeng's heart can be regarded as falling to the ground. He is not the same as Zheng Fan. No matter what, Zheng Fan can still cheer up when he leaves Yanjing City and returns to his Marquis's Mansion.  Probably too much for him.

    But Ji Chengfeng is a prince, and the fate of the prince, when the throne changes, is bound to usher in a profound reshuffle.

    The fourth child is also the one who can let it go,

    I put it down once when I was at the roast duck shop,

    So this time,

    He knelt down directly:

    "Ji Chengfeng greets His Majesty, long live my emperor!"

    It is not appropriate to call your majesty long live before he is enthroned;

    ?But it was only a short process, the former prince was waiting by the side, Ji Chengfeng really couldn't think of anything elseFlashing in front, like Lu Buwei, like Huo Guang, like Zhang Juzheng, like Aobai, like Nian Gengyao

    You know, those above are domineering and domineering, but it seems that they have never sat on the dragon chair, but the end is already extremely miserable.

    But Zheng Houye just hesitated for a moment, almost without any hesitation, and sat down directly on the dragon chair.

    Then,

    He also stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Lao Liu,

    road:

    "You give way first, let me sit alone and feel it."

    "Hahaha, yes."

    Ji Chengjue really stood up and stood aside.

    Zheng Fan sat on the center of the dragon chair with his buttocks,

    Sit upright first,

    Then,

    Changed the posture of crossing the legs again,

    Then turn your back, lean against, and lie down;

    Immediately,

    Another posture was changed, that is, put your hands on your knees, making a melancholy appearance.

    Ji Chengjue laughed beside him and said, "Tell me, how do you feel?"

    Zheng Fan raised his hand,

    road:

    "Don't make any noise."

    Then,

    Zheng Houye took out his large Zhonghua brand iron box from the interlayer of the armor on his chest, and pulled out a Huazi from inside.

    "Let me have a cigarette and feel it."

    Then,

    Take out the fire pocket,

    Passed it to Ji Chengjue who was standing by the side.

    "You bitch."

    Ji Chengjue scolded, but still took the fire bag, opened the cap, blew on it, and handed it over:

    "Come on, Lord Hou, I will light it for you."

    Zheng Houye had a cigarette in his mouth, leaned his neck forward slightly, and took a deep breath after he lit it;

    Immediately,

    Slowly exhale smoke from the nasal cavity.

    Ji Chengjue asked with a smile beside him:

    "How does it feel?"

    Zheng Houye held a cigarette,

    Shaking the soot,

    Nod,

    road:

    "It's comfortable."

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