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The young man who appeared next to the regent looked to be in his early twenties. Xuanjiawei's unique black costume set off his slender figure and snow-like complexion.Compared with the other emperor's guards, this man looked more like a bookish nobleman than a cold guard with a sharp knife.

Obviously, he and the regent are old acquaintances, and they have a good relationship.

Yan Yuge's gaze shifted from the steps to the young man who spoke: "Don't talk about the Son of Heaven, Xiao Hanshan, you've gone too far."

The Xiao Su he called was the No. [-] man in Yan Qin's memory who had a close relationship with Yan Yuge, and also the son of Hanshan who would be famous in the capital in the future.

Although there is a cold word in Xiao Su's name, it has nothing to do with the children of the poor family. He is really from a noble family.

Faced with the regent's criticism, which was not harsh at all, Xiao Su smiled instead: "Why, the regent wants me to be cautious in my words and deeds?"

At this time, he was not the number one scholar hand-picked by the emperor, but was assigned an official position similar to Yu Yilang by the elders in his family. Although he was the emperor's guard, he did not hang around in front of the little emperor all day on weekdays, and the Golden Luan Hall was not a place he could enter. .

But because of his honorable background, he can naturally understand very clearly what interesting things happened in the court.

Xiao Su was born with a good skin and a kind temperament that could not be concealed by a cold armor. When he spoke with a smile, few people could get angry at his good appearance.

But Yan Yuge, who is the king regent, is one of these few people. He raised his eyebrows and said with a cold voice: "Xiao Su, I don't like joking."

The reputation of the regent has always been very good, expanding the territory, respecting the virtuous and corporal, loving the people like a son, being honest and honest... But in fact, Yan Yuge has a three-point sense of alienation from everyone, and Xiao Su's familiar behavior cannot be tolerated at all. He finds it kind and pleasing, but it can only make him disgusted.

It is obviously impossible for Xiao Su to become a famous talent in the capital because he has a bit of ink in his stomach. He was keenly aware of the displeasure of the handsome and majestic regent in front of him, and he restrained his smile in the next second, and said sincerely: " I know I was wrong, I shouldn't talk about Your Majesty and the prince indiscriminately."

Talking about people when seeing people, talking nonsense when seeing ghosts, and being good at trying to figure out other people's thoughts, refers to people like Xiao Su.

The Autumn Hunt was a festive event, and the little emperor was still speaking impassionedly on the stage. Most of the soldiers of the three armies also showed excited expressions, and they seemed to be very cooperative.

On such a day, Yan Yuge didn't want to cause any unhappiness that would alarm others, so he didn't talk to the third son of the Xiao family anymore, and walked towards the back of the built high platform with his long legs.

Xiao Su naturally wanted to follow, but he only took two steps before he was stopped by the regent's personal guards.

This group of personal guards wore silver armor that was the opposite of Xuanjiawei's, and they spoke as coldly as their master: "Please stop, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Su was stopped, and the smile on his face froze for a moment: "Since you two know my identity, can you be more accommodating?"

The two guards looked at each other in the same way: "The prince ordered that no one should approach the high platform except him."

These personal guards only obey the orders of the regent. If the regent says that the emperor is not allowed to enter, they will also stop them, let alone a son of a family with no power and no status.

Xiao Su's personal charm was obviously not very effective in front of the unkind personal guards. After a stalemate for a while, he turned and left, giving up his original plan to get close to the regent.

Before Yan Yuge was not the regent, Xiao Su had some relationship with him. He came here today just to find out the attitude of the regent. Now the attitude of the other party is obvious, and he should go back and explain to the elders of the clan results.

When he was leaving, Yan Qin who was standing on the high platform happened to catch a glimpse.At the first glance, he didn't realize it. He didn't remember who the man who just walked over made him feel familiar until the fast-paced drum sounded.

Young Master Han Shan, Xiao Su, the third son of the Xiao family.His father is the eldest son of Xiao Guogong, his mother is the direct sister of Concubine Liu Gui, whom the late emperor loved very much, and his aunt once gave birth to a very beautiful and lovely prince for the late emperor.

After the prince was born, he was favored by his cheap father. Because the emperor had never established a prince, he relied on the noble status of his biological mother and the emperor's favor, and the eldest prince born by the queen was a popular candidate for the throne.

Originally, the Xiao family could take advantage of this opportunity to soar into the sky, but the eldest prince died, and his elder brother with eyes on his head also died, so he let this little cabbage that no one loves pick up the big one. Cheap.

Before his imperial brother died young, the Xiao family never saw him as a prince, and as the most outstanding child of the younger generation of the Xiao family, Xiao Su always looked down on him as the new emperor.

Xiao Su looked down on him, but he liked the regent very much.He remembered that the other party had been very close to Yan Yuge since he became the number one scholar. Whenever the regent faced him, the Xiao family would stand by the regent's side.

However, in the previous life, after the Prince Regent was successfully killed by him, the Xiao family couldn't wait to surrender to him.For him, the Xiao family, which is like grass on the wall, can only be used to add icing on the cake and add insult to injury.

The appearance of Xiao Su brought back some bad memories of Yan Qin, so that when he recited the lines he had rehearsed long ago, there was a momentary pause.

Now is not a good time to think about the past, Yan Qin couldn't remember the rest of the words for a while, so he just said a few words on the spot, then took the drumstick from the drummer's hand, and hit the biggest drum hard.

Accompanied by a deafening thud, Yan Qin raised his voice and said, "Gu announces that the autumn hunting begins!"

When he was beating the drums, he turned his back to the soldiers and breathed a sigh of relief while no one was paying attention. Fortunately, he was quick-witted, otherwise, facing so many eyes stuck in words, the historian would write down such a note in his small notebook: The first year of Tianxi On XX, XX, Emperor XX forgot his words on Autumn Hunting...

Then wouldn't he want to make the future generations see the joke again.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that his eyes were dark.There was a man standing in front of him, the man was almost a head taller than him, not only taller, but also much stronger than his small body, because the man blocked his light and kept him in the shadow of his body, so he I felt my surroundings suddenly darken.

The regent who blocked his light said: "Your Majesty just forgot the words."

Yan Qin subconsciously quibbled, "I'm not alone."

Yan Qin had never been to the battlefield, and because of his young age, he had no experience in delivering such important speeches (at least in the eyes of outsiders in this life), so the words of encouragement to the soldiers were written first, and then he, as the emperor, recited them.

Yan Yuge was silent for a while, and then read a few words that the little emperor missed, which can be said to be the most essential part of the parallel essay, but it is a pity that Yan Qin missed it.

Faced with the suddenly shocked expression of the little emperor, the Regent, who is a terminally ill patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, inexplicably felt a sense of joy: "The words read by Your Majesty are written by the minister himself."

The expression on Yan Qin's face disappeared, and the villain in his heart frantically chased the villain with the face of the regent: hurry up, hurry up, think quietly.