With Jia Huan frown, the atmosphere in the study became somewhat sluggish and solemn.Snow outside the window covered the house and the garden.

The political level is general.There is some inexplicable in my heart: God does not seem happy, but how can Jia Huan look so heavy?The wine did not upset Jia Huan's thinking.

Ning Yi was dressed in a white palace, sitting at the edge of the small round table, and stared at Jia Huan's face.The feeling of understanding in my heart is born.She knew, she said these words, Jia Huan understood what she meant in her words.This feeling is comfortable.

Jia Huan held the glass in his hand, and the sweet rice wine in the silver cup, emitting a seductive fragrance, and the taste was good.However, Jia Huan did not notice that he was moving rapidly in his brain.

Just now, when he and Wu Wang were eating wine, Jia Huan wanted to know Yongzhi Tianzi's view of his performance in the western region.But he predicted that Wu Wang would not disclose it.King Wu is the heart of the son of God!

But now he is telling him the exact news.

What does King’s behavior mean?He wanted to leave a humane, back road.In other words, the body of the son of Yongzhi is really not enough.In the 17th year of Yongji, Ji Xingsheng told him that his words were still in his ears!

At most five years, the son of Yongzhi will inevitably die!This year is 21 years old.

Even Yongzhi Tianzi's confidant Wu Wang is ready to consider the back road, the situation is serious to what extent, you can imagine.

The news from Ning Yi's mouth will certainly not be a problem.The meaning of the princess is very clear: God has the intention of killing him!He is likely to kill him before he died!

At this time, his name once again spread throughout Beijing because of the inscription of the Western Festival of the soldiers, which became the focus of public opinion.That's not really a good thing!Equivalently, after his return to Beijing, he was outside the power stage in Beijing, but he was pushed into the spotlight of the stage.

Jia Huan thought about it once, went back to God, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a bitter smile, drank the rice wine in his hand, spit out a breath, and said, "Princess Xie told her."

Ning Xiaoxuan's head was slightly, the spring-like beauty looked at Jia Huan and asked softly, "Mr. Jia, can you have a clue?"

It is difficult for her to see her, how did she see Jia Huan?Three years ago, Jia Huan was perhaps not an important figure in the political power map of the country.He may not be noticed before he dies today.

However, three years later, invincible hands in the western region, the pressure on the Hu, who will be embraced by Jia, how can God not be suspicious?Is he not worried that the king of the successor can't hold Jia Huan?Don't worry about decades later, the country's first like Zhang Ju Zheng's right-in-hand relationship?

She was a very sensible woman, and at that time, she had revealed her mind a little.After that, they buried.God's suspicion, from another point of view, is not the growth of Jia Huan?She was happy for him.

There are also concerns about the current situation.This place is almost incommendible!But she was confident that Jasper would find a way.This is not blind obedience, but Jia Huan with repeated victories to give her confidence.

Jia Huan met Ning Xiaoqing's clear and trusting eyes, sighed, and said, "Look again."The princess believed that he could get through it.

But how difficult!

...

In the evening, Jia Huan left Wu Wangfu with a heavy heart.The carriage runs smoothly on the streets of Beijing.

He lay on the soft bed covered with tiger skins, and his eyes were silent.

A lot of words, even if he trusts Ning, is not easy to say.

He visited the palace today and got bad news.In contrast, it is not important to talk about the affairs of the little lady in the back, and it is not important to offend Hua Mo to get the support of the discipline system.The shadow of death hangs over him!

And how can he be caught in his character?You want to die, the court has to die.This is a dogma that he will not follow!

Before he went to the West, he did not think of the suspicion of God.He in the Western army, and the military will have a relationship, is not it normal?However, the situation in the West is developing step by step.He went to that position, holding the army, did he watch the Zhou army fail miserably?Is the situation bad for the military?

Standing at the forefront of history, he is responsible for history!

Now, when he returns to Beijing, he will face such a difficult situation.On that day, Yongzhi Tianzi refused to give marriage, and put him together, he thought in his heart: If he was a young emperor in his years.So, he taught Yan Wang Ningtao's Ming History.

In this case, you need to make a choice!But at the end of the day, he didn’t want to set the table.The only thing that can change the mind of Yongji is Queen Yang!Or the king is also a focus.In the old age, we must pay attention to the opinions of the adult prince.

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In the first month, when Jia Huan was walking around in Wu Wangfu, Bei Jingwang, Weifu and other places, officials in Beijing were also worshipping each other.A political storm is brewing.The focus is on the issue of the victory of the desert.

On the tenth day of the first month, Jia Huan went to Wen Dao College to worship the teachers and friends.

The snow of the first six had melted, and the town of Dongzhuang was slightly deserted.This is an education-based town.In the residential area, there are many old women and old men in the doorway of the sun, and there are children running and playing.

Jia Huan's carriage stopped in front of Gate 49 in North Qianfang.The accompanying Lin Zhi rhyme packed with the rain at home.Stay here tonight.

Jia Huan and Yun Er laughed a few words, and took Xiaohuai and Hu Xiaosi from the side door of the North Qianfang to the Wen Dao College.

Lin Zhi rhyme hit the cotton jacket of the green tapestries, watching Jia Huan leave, sighing in his heart.How could she not feel the heavy heart of the father-in-law?Maybe it’s in the hall.These things, the public is afraid of them, they are basically not saying.

The library covers a vast area, and the buildings in various universities are: dormitories, library, school hall, stadium, conference hall, etc.In the past winter, it is cold and clear.The students who are still studying for the past year are a minority.

The faculty’s dormitory is located in the eastern part of the College’s new campus.A small courtyard of a building is more than the scale of the scale, and the road is horizontal and horizontal.To the school president Mr. Ye's No. 1 small courtyard, the book children were waiting outside the door.

Jia Huan with the book boy to the small Xuan.Ye Hongyun was in a blue shirt and was sitting in the chair.On the table, clean the tea.He is more than 40 years old, horny white, wearing puppies, scribes, a little blessed.

Ye Hongyun smiled and said, “I have long been looking forward to your return to Beijing, and I finally saw you today.”“Sit down.”As the commander of Jia Huan, he did not need to get up to welcome Jia Huan.

Jia Huan Changxing saluted, slightly excited, said: "Disciple from the western region back to Beijing, come to see Mr.!"Say hello to the Lord."

In the winter of the eight years, he came to the school.His manager is Mr. Ye.The teachers of the college are well-known and well-behaved Confucians.Distinguishable temperament, such as the mountain length and width, Mr. Ye gentle, Mr. Luo proud.

That time of study is a precious memory that he can hardly forget in this life!

“Okay, well, get up!”Go ahead and hold up the hustle.The feeling in my heart is hard to say.How did he forget the day he was studying?Aren’t teachers, just want to have good students?

A few days ago, Jia Huan sent a letter from Beijing.He was always looking forward to Jasper coming.I finally arrived today.

Ye Hongyun looked at Jia Huan and said, “The jade has changed a lot.”It’s not like a young man anymore!”On the one hand, take a seat.A beautiful concubine comes for tea.Quietly retreating.The two of them, in the small Xuan, talked about the situation after three years.

There are inexhaustible words, talk about the western region, talk about the college, talk about the scriptures, talk about poetry, talk about the opportunities of the students.A bowl of tea and a bowl of tea.The afternoon is passing!Jia Huan now regards Jia Zheng as an elder, but he has a deep feeling for Jia Zheng, and his feelings are deeper than that of Mr. Shan Chang and Mr. Ye.

The evening sun was crumbling in the sky, the golden red light, short and long, soaked with the courtyard.

Mr. Ye must sigh: "Ziyu you killed the sea of blood all the way in the western region."Wendy went home.If he were here, he would be a great white man.Have you ever seen a mountain?The situation is bad!”

The university student, Song Pu, stared at the college.All are under-appeaching.Is this not the beginning of political debate?

He nodded and sighed, “Sir, yes!”

Where the mountaineer would say something to him.It was Zhang Chengjian, Luo Jun, and Joe Rusong said.For the personnel layout of the western region, the mountain chief and the Song University Shizhong topped the cattle.

The official position is a radishes and a pit.This kind of interest cake, you divided, I do not.For example, the governor of Pangze occupied the Tonjo, which caused Song Pu to be dissatisfied.Some actions are human!

The heart of the official field is not necessarily a big revenge.There are fewer as the entire four-dimensional house.Friction in daily work, causing dissatisfaction, will also be the origin!

Ye Hongyun asked to look at Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled and comforted, “Sir, it will be all right!”The situation he is facing now, in terms of image, is a lake of water, and the water in it accumulates more and more.The situation is becoming more dangerous!

But, without dealing with it, the problem will always be there!He could not escape, only to face bravely.