"It's not just experience, but also the memory of the prince."

"[The Way for Political] 3000, promoted 16 levels (30/15000)" "" "" ""

Su Zizhi was reluctant to support him, but only felt that his head was buzzing, and countless princes' memory irrigation was input. Su Zizhi was sitting, his eyes looked at the void, calming his face without a word, and sighed for a long time.

The prince used blood to fight and memorize the scene, showing the brutal show of the dragons to the fullest. He had to receive this love.

After all, for the prince, this is a self -exposure.

Why isn't the former prince the most powerful?

As a result, it failed, not only died by himself, but the entire prince's house actually ended a fierce end of a chicken and dog without leaving. The bloodline was almost cut off. The only blood that was finally survived was just the daughter who did not regret this outside.

The fierce battle of the dragon failed, the fierceness of the end is evident.

"The prince is Chu Jun, most of the secrets of Da Zheng are open to it."

"Many people are relying on, there are both yamen and the palace."

The room was dim.

The small compartment located next to the study is specifically used to change clothes and rest and take a nap. It is considered a secret room. There is no window. When you go out and go straight to the study, you can't say anything about the case, think about it, and when you mention the pen, you can gourns on the paper on the paper.

Write the name.

"In the memory of the prince, there are one or two hundred officials who count on their party feathers, but some people have no qi contraction when they encounter a misfortune, and some people die.

One -tenth is still hopeful. "

Su Ziji was contemplative and wrote down the names, about ten people, but looked at a name: "Zhao Zhenhai?"

"Gong Gong Zhao is the intimate eunuch on the side of the emperor, and he has also received the grace of the prince?"

"Prince, it's not easy!"

Thinking about it, in front of the wooden windows, gently pushed away, and a breeze blew in, so that Su Zi's annoying and hot mood was soothing.

On the study wall, the word "quiet" written by himself, but at the beginning, Su Zizhi felt that even though he could write ten hundred statics, it was really difficult to do with life and death.

The heart calmed down.

"Dragon, this water is too deep."

I do n’t know when the drizzle was raised outside the window. The rain in the summer was slightly windy, and it really relieved the heat.

Just like now, Su Ziji stood in front of the window, looking at the dwarf trees that were blown by the wind in front of the wood window by the wind, I just felt that my mood was calmed down.

When the drizzle was under the drizzle, the light rain and fog spread, and it was a bit unrealistic to look at the distance.

The faint pipa sound does not know where it comes from. Although it is not pleasant, listen to it at this kind of rainy night, mixing with the drizzle of Lili, there is no feeling.

Farther, there were a few lights on the corridor. It was a few people with lanterns walking together, talking and laughing, and went to the princess.

"The world competes for dragons, isn't it achieved to die?" Su Zi's eyes looked at the rain scene, murmured to himself.

If it really failed, all the things in front of him, all he had, would be killed and destroyed as the former Prince Mansion.

"Zheng Chao's luck against me, and if you want to relieve it, you need to combine the luck of the former dynasty and the present."

"If you have to flow, just don't regret your child."

After all, he and the children who do not regret it are those who have the blood of the royal family of the former dynasty and the dynasties of the dynasty. Whether it is the luck of the former Dawei Wei or the luck of the DPRK Zheng, they will have a "incense incense.

Affection".

But even if a child who does not regret has the blood of the Emperor Zheng, in fact, it is also outsiders according to customs. The reason why it can succeed is probably the only factors that do not regret being the first prince.

The child who gave birth to became the only prince descendant, and he could only be passed down by him.

Once the prince was the orthodox of Da Zheng, even if it failed later, there was still influence. This is the most important reason that Su Zi's success can be concealed before.

"Just be a prince, Da Zhengshe is not afraid of multiple idle kings."

"You can take the artifact, and this is the smallest."

Su Ziji understood that if he failed to fight for the dragon, he would not only finish it, but even if he was the Dragon Palace, he chose to support his prince, and he would follow it.

"So I can only win, I can't lose."

Gradually, the murderous was spreading on Su Zi's status, staring at a place, murmured: "Can't do this, the emperor has a variety of choices, naturally you can throw me away from me, but if there is no other choice except me, there is no other choice.

What about it? "

"Three adult princes, only the King of Shu and Qi Qi still have a chance. As long as the King of Shu Qi Qi has something to do, who can the emperor choose except me?"

A touch of red flashed from Su Zi's eyes, so how much the drizzle was a layer of killing.

"Politically speaking, this method is not wise, and it is exposed to themselves, but sometimes, there must be a consciousness of the victory of the brave."

"The emperor has no intention of herself, no matter how competition is, it is futile, only to fight hard."

"Just through this, solve the King Qi or King Shu."

Solving one first, one left, will not stay too long, and more importantly, the emperor, Su Zizhi groaned silently: "Queen, and this Gonggong, or it is useful."

"Last time, the queen gave up, but the prince died. This time, if I want to die, will the queen fight hard?"

"This is the last bloodline of her. I died. Even if it is expensive to be the queen, how much does Da Zheng have a relationship with her?"

"There is also Cao Yiyan, a lifting of people, dare to take the shot to count me, and you have to die!"

Zhennan Bofu

The drizzle was falling, the door of Shizi opened, Xiao Yan supported a paper umbrella, and Shi Zi Xie Zhenqing slowly came out of it.

His body gradually recovered, and his appearance was better than one day than in the past, three points in appearance, seven points in temperament.

Even if he was wearing a seemingly ordinary blue shirt, walking on the road, attracting the girl's attention. When he glanced at him, he could flush his cheeks and swelled in the spring heart.

"Go to the garden."

Xie Zhenqing glanced at Hong Dao who supported the umbrella. Although he was silent, he was silent, but he took care of him without slackness. He knew that he had a knot.

When it became, it must be natural to understand your good intentions.

Looking back at this period of time, Xie Zhenqing longed for the garden and said softly: "Now Beijing is already a dragon entanglement, outsiders are not clear, but I know, this is a dragon, lively, Hongdao, you just

I really don't want to see the lively? "

"Back to the son, I don't want to." Hong Dao replied, looking at this kind of excitement, but he really died, and he didn't want to die early.
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