If the grinding is not good......

The middle-aged emperor frowned slightly, his heart hurt slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

He held his arms and slowly clenched his fists.

For the foundation of his ancestors, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for the love of the Xinjue Luo clan, and for the sake of all the people in the world, he must choose the best son as the heir.

Only by being ruthless can we cast a great weapon.

He is the emperor and the father of the whole world, and he can't joke about the country because of his little love.

The current crown prince is not the heir that the Qing Dynasty really needs. Now he attaches too much importance to immediate benefits. And the eldest brother is too important to the love of children. Let him go to Xishan to train his troops, and run to the capital every three or five days.

I hope they won't disappoint him, the emperor.

As for the Soetu Party, which supports the crown prince, it has been too rampant in recent years. There is a faint tendency to bypass him, the emperor, and directly serve the crown prince.

The Pearl Party is not going anywhere either.

The eldest brother is a general, and he is by no means the material to be an emperor. The Pearl Party is determined to fight in the ring with the big brother and the Suo Etu Party. It's just a fight for the dragon's merit, for the prosperity of their own family.

Let Mingzhu Suo Etu check and balance each other in the front court.

He still had to concentrate his forces first and completely subdue the remnants of Northwest Geldan, so that they would no longer have the strength to fight back.

Only, there is one more ......

Kangxi looked at the majestic Qianqing Gate in front of him, was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

Tong Banchao was helped up by him himself. In order to defend his throne.

Over the years, he has protected, petted, and held Tong Jia's family, and in previous years, they did not disappoint him.

And now they are gradually forgetting their identity and responsibilities.

It's time to do something to refresh Tong Banchao.

"Li Dequan." He raised his voice.

Li Dequan hurriedly bowed over and listened to the order.

"Wuge is catching Wang Eight in the moat, how long has it been since he caught him?"

"It's been half a month." Li Dequan felt that Wuge was simply a stunned person at first, stupid.

However, in such a cold late autumn, Wuge was able to catch the half-moon king in the moat, without shouting bitterness, not shouting tiredness, not being too cold, not complaining, and gaining great results every day.

Li Dequan's impression of Wuge has changed.

That's not a second stunned, that's an iron-clad second stunned. And it's a good technical second stunned.

The streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants in the entire Sijiu City have gone crazy.

After tea and dinner, whoever doesn't sneak out the five grids of the professional king in the moat and say a meal, who is a backward person whose news can't keep up with the trend.

Especially in the squirting circle, one by one swears: be a more well-behaved gentleman, don't fool around and be looked down upon by the people above, and your life is the most important.

The five grids have become the negative teaching materials of the capital's squishy world, the guard circle, and the civil and military ministers.

According to this momentum, Wuge will freeze to death sooner or later and die of exhaustion in the moat.

The old lady and the second lady in Tong Jia's mansion even hired a troupe, but whenever Wuge was sick or punished again, or was frozen, they immediately beat gongs and drums and sang a big opera to celebrate.

How many eyes in Sijiu City are staring at the moat under the Shenwu Gate. But the Ulanala Mansion turned a deaf ear, and the gate was closed, as if it wanted to fade out of the capital immediately.

Li Dequan thought that Kangxi Ye was going to forget about the five grids, but he didn't expect him to mention it directly.

In a flash of energy, Li Dequan suddenly wanted to slap himself with a big mouth.

has been serving the emperor for so long, how could he forget the words "the sacred heart is unfathomable" just in the matter of five grids?