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Brando Hengsi gently stroked her hair and slowly closed her eyes. All night, the breeze around was pleasant, and some people could sleep well all night.
But there are more people, it is impossible to sleep well, it is impossible to sleep well, such as the one in the palace.
With a bang, the third prince smashed the table hard, and on the table, the books of sages and sages he copied from the ancestors' instructions, like snowflakes everywhere, flew everywhere.
A few little eunuchs squatted down on the ground and picked up the white paper carefully.
The sage asked the three princes to copy these sages’ books. One hundred copies must be copied. If this one hundred copies are really copied, it must take five or six years. According to the characteristics of the current three princes, copy one copy. Tear one up, I'm afraid he and his whole life won't even think about going out.
Even if five or six years have passed, he has finished copying, but when he goes out again, maybe everything is a matter of fact, and it was originally a good opportunity for him, but it was completely lost.
So, let him copy how, when he copy how, it’s impossible, he can only stay here all his life, copying these nasty books, he hasn’t even finished copying even one of them now. Let him copy a hundred copies,
One hundred books.
How to copy a hundred copies?
Let others copy it, let him know how to copy these hundred books.
He didn't come here all his life to copy these books.
He sat there coldly, the eunuch in the same place picked up the things he copied, and put them aside respectfully, and in front of him there were half-copy or half-copy things.
There is also a candlestick.
And the light on the candlestick is also in clusters, jumping upwards from time to time, the candlelight of this point is also reflected in his eyes, and when the light jumps, it is the resentment in his eyes. More, more and more big.
The emperor himself imprisoned him here. It was not meant to copy books. Copying books was a flash. What he wanted was his restorativeness, but what did he want to do for restorativeness? What did he do with this?
What he wants is the throne, he wants to mention the chair under his ass, and now seeing that chair has left him, why does this make him reconciled?
He put his hand on the table and clenched it once more, almost all of it shattered his hand bones.
The outside door opened, and an eunuch walked in with the third prince’s meal in his hand, and the eunuch’s body was also searched by guards outside the door. When nothing was found, it was released. He goes in.
"His Royal Highness, this is your dinner."
The old eunuch hurriedly put down the food, and while putting it down, he also whispered.
"Your Highness, please take your time."
The third prince raised his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. It hurts. He doesn't have any thoughts to eat now. What he wants to do most is that everything here is smashed. Yes, it is smashed. Everything is smashed. Now, if you have to smash a smash.
But he knew that as long as he dared to be a little disrespectful to the ancestral instruction, as long as he dared to smash the table or the book, everything he did here would be known by his father.
And if the emperor father gave up on him, then he would not even have a chance to turn over.
Your Highness, slow down.
The old eunuch said one more thing. This was what stood up, then turned around and left here, and the moment the door closed, the corner of the third prince's eyes jumped vigorously, as if sitting in a prison.
And it is impossible for him to stay at this time for a lifetime.
Until he died of old age, and then until he was old and died.
He stared at the food on the table blankly, the corner of his mouth was still aching, and he hadn't moved the food.
It wasn't until he reached out his hand that he numbly picked up the chopsticks and put some dishes in his mouth. The three princes who always stretched out their hands and opened their mouths were also the most suitable candidates for the reserve. , Unexpectedly, one day, he would actually become a prisoner, and he would not even take one step outside.
How can he sit still, how can he be stunned?
He just ate the vegetables bite by bite, as if he was chewing wax, even if the portion given to him was still the same as before, it was still the prince’s portion, but he told him that even if a prisoner of a rank is full of Han, even if It is the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, but there is still not much taste in his mouth.
Until he picked up some vegetables again, the chopsticks in his hand stopped first, and his expression changed suddenly.
He waved his hand and let the eunuch next to him go down.
The eunuch bends down and salutes him, and then he retreats, opens and closes the door, and also stands outside. In fact, he never leaves. As long as he makes a sound, they will definitely come in.
When there was only the three princes inside, the three princes slowly put down the chopsticks, put his hand on his mouth, and then clenched it.
He put his hand down, and then placed it on his knees. This was when he let go, and his fingers opened, and there was a piece of paper that had been crumpled in the palm of his hand.
He opened the note, read the words one by one, and then remembered it in his mind. Finally, he picked up the note, rubbed it, and put it on the candle holder on one side, waiting for the note For the ashes.
He picked up the chopsticks again and continued to eat the rest of the meal, and in a place where no one could see, the corners of his lips that had been flat at this time seemed to be raised in a strange arc.
Until he finished eating the dishes on the table, he picked up the bowl of white fungus porridge again. The spoon he was holding in his hand was also picking something in it. He scooped up a longan and placed it in He put it in his mouth, and then another one, until he ate three in a row, that was when he slowly put down the spoon in his hand, then put his hand on his mouth and took the one into his mouth. The longan spit out.
He bit open the longan, inside is a wax pill sealed with wax.
With two fingers, he crushed the medicine bowl, and inside was a peanut-sized pill.
Two ways.
He sneered. Is there any way he could go?
If he didn’t live his whole life here, no, maybe he didn’t have a whole life, he really didn’t believe it. Later, when the fourth child truly sat on the whole country, he would still have a trace of brotherhood towards him, the third brother. Then let him make a living.
They all received the emperor's teachings, and of course they all knew what is meant by cutting grass and roots, winning the king and losing the enemy, this is a battle of life and death.
It's that simple.
Therefore, he only chose that one.
He wants to blaze a trail for himself, and he will become benevolent if he fails.