Chapter 570

So, before the battle for the Reserve started, Zhijun, who was the happiest one, was directly out of the game.

When officials saw that Kangxi didn't mean to make Zhijun the crown prince, they felt a little bit pleased.

After all, there are only a few supporters of Zhijun.

The rest are all supporters of bayou.

Of course, there are also some loyal ministers of the crown prince.

I want to find a chance to rehabilitate the prince.

In addition, some officials secretly support the side of the elder brother, but do not show the truth.

At the moment, Zhijun Wang was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack to get in.

He had thought that yesterday's events had passed.

Who knows that today, Kangxi also announced his affairs in front of the public.

He doesn't want face...

however, compared with face, what he is most distressed about now is that he can no longer compete with other princes for savings.

In the past, he always had a kind of enigmatic self-confidence that he was more qualified than the crown prince to be the crown prince.

When the crown prince was abolished, he was convinced that he would be the crown prince.

Now, Kangxi's words have brought his dream to the point of eternal destruction!

At this moment, his imperial dream was completely broken...

but even so, he could only stand among the officials and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

It seems that Kangxi didn't mean him, and the scornful smile of people's mouth was not because of him.

On the surface, only he knows in his heart how painful and chaotic his heart is...

people say that a woman's heart is a needle in the sea.

The emperor's mind is more difficult to guess.

Guess not good, maybe the black gauze cap is gone, the life is also gone.

I saw several officials, secretly poking at eight Ye's eyes.

Can wear dark blue official uniform eight ye, calmly stands in place.

His facial features are clear and deep, dark and deep eyes are very gentle, and did not do much to express.

I don't know what kind of secret language he played. Then several officials recommended him to Kangxi.

"Emperor, since the prefect can't be the prince, the eight masters are good at riding and shooting. He is kind and easy-going. He is considerate and meticulous in dealing with people. The minister thinks that... The eighth Lord is the best choice for the crown prince."

"Eight masters are gentle and elegant, and do not rigidly adhere to regulations and identity. Therefore, I also think that eight masters are the most suitable."

"The emperor, the eighth master has always been conscientious and never careless in his work. He has a strong ability, but he is not arrogant and arrogant. He is intelligent and capable, with both political integrity and ability. He is the best among many princes."

This is the first time that Kangxi heard so many ministers praise eight masters in front of him.

There was a casual smile on his face.

Just that pair of sophisticated eyes, but flash has never had a sharp edge.

But this is not seen by others.

Especially eight ye, he has been praised dizzy.

Only the fourth master had a full view of the subtle and imperceptible edge in Kangxi's eyes.

Looking at the eight Ye's voice is overwhelming on the high side, several important officials secretly cast a look at the fourth master.

But the fourth master stood still, his eyes were always flat in front of him, without a trace of expression.

Because he was not sure whether Kangxi really wanted to choose a crown prince.

In case it was only to test the public's words, but they recommended the prince again.

Then, the recommended Prince is finished.

After all, Kangxi is still sitting on top of the table.

The deposed Prince is still alive in the patriarchal mansion.

But so many ministers, but his other son, boast, is an emperor can not bear.

Therefore, he would rather be cautious than take a wrong step.

Otherwise, if you take a wrong step, you will go wrong and there will be no turning back.

Those officials, seeing that the fourth master did not express their views, did not dare to make good suggestions and had to give up.

At this time, the prince of Zhijun also told the wind: "Huang AMA, Zhang Mingde, who met with him, once said that the eighth brother is rich in spirit, pure in spirit, sincere in longevity, honest and noble in appearance. In the future, there will be great wealth."

He wrote a letter in superstition, otherwise he would not have been close to the Lama.

Now that he has lost the chance to compete for savings, he has to make a living for the future.

Otherwise, he is the legitimate eldest son, and made great achievements in war.

Later, when others ascend the throne, they will be the first to make fun of him.

But the eighth master is different. When he was a child, he was raised under the knee of Princess huifei and grew up with him.

If he chooses the right eight ye, at least the future will not be too miserable.

Maybe you can rely on this relationship to become a prince and become a great success.

For a moment, all of them cast a surprised look at Zhi Jun Wang.

Only the fourth master frowned imperceptibly.What's not good is to say the face.

I don't know that Huang amah has always hated public opinion.

Sure enough, Kangxi's eyes became cold and sharp, and his face was also wearing a tight smile.

This topic was put forward by him. Everyone followed his meaning, but not his mind.

Therefore, even if he was angry in his heart, his face did not show at all.

"I know what you mean. If brother Ba really has the ability, then... I will consider it as appropriate."

As soon as he said this, he was as warm as ever.

He always felt that everything was too sudden.

And those who pursue him, however, look happy.

"If you have something to play, you should leave the court when you have nothing to do!" Liang Jiugong has a sharp voice.

Seeing that there was no one to tell, Kangxi got up and left with a big stride, swinging the cuffs of his Dragon Robe.

After coming down, the steps of Taihe hall are very lively.

Most of them are congratulatory.

In the face of these, eight ye all smile and thank you one by one.

At this time, the fourth elder brother and the third elder brother walked together.

The third master glanced at the eighth master who was surrounded by officials and asked, "fourth, is it true that there is an emperor's view?"

The fourth master chuckled and said, "you don't know. Elder brother has always been superstitious. You'd rather believe it than not."

Speaking of this, he looked around and approached the third master's ear. "Elder brother still believes in witchcraft. There are lamas in your house all year round."

"I thought you were going to tell me a secret. Big brother and Lama are closely related. It's nothing new." The third master shook his head.

But his words just say export, seem to think of what, the expression on the face, for a moment was stunned.

He didn't think much, but now he was reminded by the fourth master that he suddenly realized.

He patted the fourth master on the shoulder and said, "fourth brother, I still have something to do. I won't talk to you first."

The fourth master swept his shoulder and looked up at the third master who had already walked away quickly.

Cool thin lip corner, raise a touch of tiny invisible radian.

He did not have any emotion to order: "Su Peisheng, send a carriage to go back to the house."

"Bang." Su Peisheng responded quickly.

About half an hour later, the fourth master went back to his house by carriage.

He is an unusual man with different ideas.

On weekdays, as soon as he went back to the mansion, he went to his study.

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