C1169 The Grey Fifth Master (1/2)
He loved Yi Cong, the fifth son of Daoguang, who never liked reading books, nor was he pleased with his father.
As Yi Cong was passed down by his own father, he naturally lost the qualifications to compete for the great treasure. In history, when a late generation prince seized the throne, the majority of it still focused on his fourth brother, Xian Feng, and his sixth brother.
But no matter how much his identity changed, people still understood that blood was thicker than water. Seeing Xian Feng's attitude towards his younger brother after he got on stage, people could tell that the Wen Sect had ascended the throne, and ordered the Inner Court to leave. Yi Cong had been reprimanded for being disrespectful. Xian Feng had descended to belle in five years and three months. Six years in the first month of the year, to reinstate the title of Duke. October. Enter the Prince. Mu Zong ascended to the throne, exonerating himself from kowtowing.
It was the most classic way of doing favors. Xian Feng had treated his own little brother very well.
However, Yi Cong had not studied much, and had too much energy on him, so most of the time he stayed in the position of clan head. In the eyes of the court officials, that position was nothing more than a piece of cake, if one wanted to talk about power, they would have to depend on it.
His status was high, but his power was not. Coupled with his unique status and protection, he made the capital's Fifth Master even more fearless. He could squat under the city gate in the summer and eat watermelon with the hands of the garrison camp soldiers. Afterwards, he would vomit black watermelon seeds onto the officials' bodies.
He could also take a stroll in the alleyway with his big yellow dog and his big yellow dog in the winter snow. If he saw a small merchant house with a tough life ahead of him, perhaps he would be able to throw a gold coin in a bowl of hot wontons.
Being a hero gradually gave him the honorific title of a Heroic King, and some of the older people in the Beijing even compared him to the Fifth Master of the dryad, or to the Thirteenth Master of the Kang Xi Dynasty.
He was a very gracious prince, he knew all the ways of the world. When the people of the capital mentioned the name of the Fifth Master, they would give a thumbs up to show their loyalty to the Heroic King!
However, such a highly respected prince, not a single person dared to threaten him. Previously, Yang Zhi did not understand this logic, but today, he finally understood it all.
The Fifth Master of the Heroic King had actually set up a high-interest loan in one of the eight alleys, and his clients were all nobles. The Fifth Master of the Heroic King had set up a high-interest loan in one of the eight alleys, and his clients were all nobles and nobles.
To put it in the old saying, you are a good person, but you don't look like a human being! Frankly speaking, don't you have the bearing of an emperor? If you were to ascend to the Dragon Throne, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
Moreover, Lord Fifth often stood up for the commoners and bullied the Eight Banner Hedonists whenever he had nothing to do. Thus, the Eight Banner Corporation had a few complaints about him.
Why did Li Tuo start a relationship with this master? Yang Zhi couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried. Yi Cong also did not let him understand, holding onto Yang Zhi's wrist, they walked towards the backyard, passing by the casino that the tigress had opened, and the Smoke Pavilion to go to the backyard, in a room that was steaming hot to the point of making people perspire, Li Tuo poured wine and drank by himself.
”Come, come, come. This house does not look too good, but I have spent several thousand taels of silver to modify it. The walls are made from firehouses in the backyard with walls. Good silverwire charcoal can burn up to five hundred Jin per day …” Who told me to be so impatient to wear thick clothes! ”