The prince’s teacher’s guarantee is useless false titles.

Otherwise, if you see that the title of Prince Shaobao by Emperor Ren, Xue Lu of Yangwu Hou was thrown away by Emperor Ren, you would not take it seriously at all.

This is probably equivalent to a social position. Just put a name on it and show your importance to you.

If you really want to teach the prince, the emperor will definitely think that your IQ is not enough, and then kick you home and eat old rice.

Kexing and Bo were added to the title of Prince Shao Shi…

Then the capital became restless!

Yes, whether in the tavern, on the bed of popular prostitutes, or even in the palace, countless people are talking about this prince’s young master.

After Sun learned the news, she was playing the piano and broke three strings, and then said expressionlessly that she wanted to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Wang Zhen went out expressionlessly, then found an excuse, slapped several eunuchs and palace maids in the face, and ordered them to kneel down.

It’s like losing one’s parents!

This is the atmosphere in Sun's palace now!

"How dare he do this! How dare he do it!"

Under the brush, small calligraphy flows beautifully on the paper.

The beautiful eyes were full of anger!

From then on, all the way out, I saw it all the way was depressed and even despair...

Wang Zhen stood outside the palace, looking at the clear and refreshing autumn air everywhere, and said blankly: "Why is this happening?"

"Will it just be a false title..."

Madam Zhou's voice sounded awkward and she was a little nervous.

"Won't."

Wang Zhen hugged his chest with his hands, raised his lips slightly, and said sarcastically: "That's Xinghe Bo. Your Majesty can't add such a false title to him, otherwise he would be a centrifugal!"

"It's over..."

The voice behind him suddenly became desperate, which made Wang Zhen sneer in secret.

"What a panic! Some people will always be unable to see it!"

"Wang Zhen is not bad!"

Later Dechun came out to convey Sun's praise.

...

"Empress, I'm so happy!"

Hu Shanxiang, who was teasing corn with Duanduan, frowned and said, "Go and have a look."

Someone went out, and Aon said disapprovingly: "Empress, you are still too kind. If you don't have rules, you should deal with a few of them, so naturally you will be the rules."

Hu Shanxiang glanced at Duandu with a curiosity look and said, "They are still young. When they were at home, they were innocent and liked to play. The palace was strictly in charge, so let's let them relax occasionally. Besides, aren't you still watching?"

Yian looked at Duan Duan, pretending to understand, and whispered: "Empress, princess in the future..."

Hu Shanxiang touched Duandu's face and smiled, "Then is your Majesty the decision for her!"

Yian shook her head, her married daughter and her splashed water, this is not the Tang Dynasty, the princess is domineering but no one cares about you.

Hu Shanxiang patted the back of her hand gently and whispered: "I have an idea, don't worry."

Yian was shocked and glanced at Hu Shanxiang.

It is faint, like an unknown little flower, which seems fragile, but can survive in any gap and bear fruit.

At this time, a little palace maid came in outside, and she trembled and said, "Empress, I am guilty."

Hu Shanxiang looked at the corn in his arms and said, "Nothing is wrong, let's talk."

"Empress, I just heard someone say that Your Majesty has granted Xing and Bo..."

Hu Shanxiang said in surprise: "What did you seal it?"

The little palace maid looked at the corn and said happily: "Empress, he is the young master of the prince!"

The room was quiet, and just when Hu Shanxiang was happy, Duandu frowned and said, "Mother, the young master is not good to listen to it, Wuyou will blame me."

Hu Shanxiang touched the top of her head and said, "Go to your grandmother and have fun."

"good!"

The palace is very large, but there are many forbidden areas. Duanduan and Wuyou go to explore the danger, but how can they do it at will?

After leaving Duan Duan, Hu Shanxiang felt relieved and said happily: "Your Majesty has made a decision?"

Yian couldn't help laughing, "Empress, of course! Xing and Bo are like that, how could Your Majesty use the title of Prince Young Master to perfunctory him?"

Hu Shanxiang folded his hands together, slowly lowered his head, buried his face in the swagger, silently.

"Empress?"

Hu Shanxiang's body was trembling slightly.

Yian squatted down slowly and said softly: "This is a good thing, which means that Your Majesty has thought it through clearly. Your Highness is the eldest son after all, and no one can get over..."

Hu Shanxiang nodded, but refused to look up.

Yian sighed and said, "Xing He Bo and His Majesty are talking in the warm-up hall. Except for Yu Jia, everyone was driven out. Then the prince's young master, Empress, be sure, be at ease."

She stood up and looked at the woman holding the child, feeling a little sad.

To a certain extent, to a certain extent, it is equivalent to not having a child.

Hu Shanxiang was under great pressure. She was afraid and worried that as she was marginalized, she would become a child who was almost an orphan.

So she became depressed and gradually became silent.

It was not until Zhang Shuhui hugged Duanduan and scolded the emperor that she felt that she was not qualified.

So she gradually began to struggle.

But the king's favor was never with her.

But she never expected it!

She knew very well what the birth of her son meant.

If there is no mistake, corn will rule the Ming Dynasty in the future.

And if you are in this position... you will die if you are almost unable to do so!

Just like Zhu Yunwen!

She became more and more nervous.

She felt that there were malicious eyes all around her, and countless people were planning how to get rid of her and her children's seats...

She felt that she would collapse tomorrow, and she felt that every day.

But she still survived one day...and another day.

"Empress, stop crying, now you have to end your hardships..."

"Wow!"

The corn suddenly started to cry, and Hu Shanxiang quickly looked up and coaxed with tears.

Aon watched from the side, feeling that the scene was... alive...

...

Du Qian was a little disappointed. Dali Temple hadn't had much trouble recently, so he called his friend, Chen Xiang, the head of Guanglu Temple, to have a drink together.

Chen Xiang didn't have his sorrow, he just envyed.

"Xing and Bo can protect the Fang family for three generations now, which is enviable!"

Du Qian was a little upset while drinking and shaking his head.

"Your Majesty!"

He shook his head and drank another drink. Chen Xiang teased and said, "Chengyan, are you trying to be your highness's teacher? Then your reputation is almost enough, but you only know literature and not martial arts, what can you do!"

Du Qian gradually calmed down, and had time to look at the people in the restaurant, and said slowly: "I don't envy you, why do you envy you? Your Highness's teacher is not a great scholar, but you have to be an important minister. It's not my turn."

"Jealous?"

Chen Xiang pointed at him and teased.

Du Qian smiled and raised his glass to invite him: "It is not easy to wake up in this matter. Your Highness will have to start enlightenment after he is three years old. Then how can he teach? A group of people are staring at him..."

...

On the bed of a private prostitute in Peking, a young handsome man was having sex with his friend across the bed.

"...Brother Dingwu, that's the way to wake up...oh! That way to wake up is flying!"

"Young Master, who flew..."
To be continued...