The carriage of Prince Jin's Mansion moved forward slowly again.
No one dared to stop him wherever he went.
Countless officials moved out of the way.
From Xu Yi's performance just now, they saw a kind of madness.
A fearless madness.
Thinking about it, he has been involved in the witchcraft disaster since he was ten years old.
He was taken to Youningyuan of Zongzheng Temple and placed under house arrest. This house arrest lasted for eight years.
It’s not easy to be crazy without losing your mind.
This kind of person would really do anything to get out of the claustrophobic Youningyuan of Zongzheng Temple.
Some officials lowered their eyelids silently.
I don't know what to think.
Only Chang Shuirong, who was lying on the ground wanting to cry without tears, was filled with endless resentment.
In more than ten years as an official, he has never been so humiliated.
What's more, it's still at the foot of the imperial city.
...
The carriage moved forward slowly.
After a while, he was far away from the imperial city.
"Yier."
Xu Zhen raised his eyelids and looked at Xu Yi, who had been in a daze since he got on the carriage.
"What's wrong, uncle?"
Xu Yi, who came back to his senses, turned to look at Jin Wang Xu Zhen.
"If anything like this happens again, let your second uncle come."
Xu Zhen sighed quietly. If Xu Yi hadn't stopped him just now, he would have stepped off the carriage and let Chang Shuirong see what it means to be a real King of Jin.
"Second uncle is serious."
"Second uncle has already offended that nephew because of what happened. If he hits him again at the foot of the imperial city."
"Even if that person doesn't do anything to his second uncle, he will still hold a grudge against him because of it."
"What's more, my nephew will have to face those whirlpools after all."
"You can't hide under the second uncle's wings your whole life."
Xu Yi smiled and slowly explained.
Hearing that Xu Yi was thinking so much about himself, Xu Zhen was speechless for a moment.
I felt a warmth in my heart.
"Do you feel wronged by hiding under the wings of your second uncle?"
Seeing that Xu Yi was always looking at him, Xu Zhen couldn't help but restrain his inner emotion and instead smiled and cursed.
"Don't be wronged, don't be wronged."
"With my second uncle helping me, it's not too late for my nephew to be happy."
Xu Yi smiled and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. What did the second uncle want to say when we left the hall?"
Xu Yi smiled and then changed the topic.
"Disaster relief."
With that said, Xu Zhen opened the car curtain, stood up slightly, stuck his head out and looked left and right.
There were no other carriages nearby.
Only then did he sit back on the soft collapse.
"What do you think of the meeting today?"
Xu Zhen opened his mouth, but in the end he did not choose to talk about disaster relief first.
"What does the second uncle mean?"
Xu Yi frowned slightly and asked.
In fact, there are too many things happening in North Korea today.
"Feel yourself, how many people in the court will become a stumbling block for your disaster relief."
Xu Zhen was lying on the soft floor and asked quietly.
"General Li Guangli, this person is the one who least wants me to leave Zongzheng Temple."
"If possible, he would definitely impose shackles during the disaster relief process."
"Next is Chang Shuirong. This person is very utilitarian, and he relies on his throat to jump left and right."
"During the disaster relief process, this person will definitely be jumping up and down."
"Besides that, there are those officials who looked at the excitement in the corner of the Imperial City just now, and they are the ones with the wrong expressions."
"Those people's nephews, even though they can't name them, have already remembered their faces in their hearts."
With his strong memory, Xu Yi had already silently memorized those people with different looks in his heart.
"good."
Xu Zhen smiled and nodded. Xu Zhen really had nothing to say about Xu Yi's keen observation.
"Just now, you were below, and my second uncle was in the carriage."
"When you press forward step by step, many officials take advantage of the chaos to talk about you."
"But there are only a few people who look at you with gloomy eyes."
"They think they are disguising themselves well, but don't forget that the reason why your second uncle and I have been able to dominate the battlefield for more than 20 years is not because of our status as King Jin."
"It's not this martial arts that relies on these keen eyes."
Xu Zhen smiled, then pointed at his eyes.
As he spoke, Xu Zhen leaned forward, leaned into Xu Yi's ear and whispered four or five names.
The words are over.
Xu Zhen was lying on the soft floor again.
"Yi'er, these people are all high-ranking people. You should be extra careful during the disaster relief process."
"Sometimes, people can really ignore anything for the sake of profit."
Xu Zhen looked at Xu Yi with a trace of worry in his eyes.
"Second uncle, don't worry, my nephew will be more careful."
Xu Yi nodded heavily and replied.
Regardless of Xu Zhen's reminder, he would be cautious.
After all, the only people in this world who truly deserve his trust are Xu Zhen and Zhao Shou.
Now Xu Zhen's observation has undoubtedly saved Xu Yi a lot of trouble.
The carriage drove smoothly towards the Zongzheng Temple on the outskirts of the city.
Along the way, no one except the two of them knew what they said.
.......
at the same time.
In the Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace.
Emperor Zhengde took off the twelve jade tassels that symbolized his identity as an emperor but restricted his every move at all times.
Revealing the face that is no longer young.
Sitting upright on a comfortable Taishi chair, with a cup of tea in one hand and a memorial in the other, I felt so happy.
The crown prince Xu Yong had already been sent to the East Palace by Emperor Zhengde.
For some reason, the older Emperor Zhengde grew, the more he liked this peaceful feeling of being alone.
Just when Emperor Zhengde was immersed in a person's free space.
The great eunuch Zhan Zhu walked in quietly.
"What happened?"
Emperor Zhengde removed the memorial in his hand and looked at Zhan Zhu at the entrance of the palace.
If nothing happened, Zhan Zhu would never disturb him at this time.
"Back to Your Majesty, just now there was a quarrel between the Sixth Prince and Chang Shuirong, the left minister of Yushitai, outside the imperial city."
Zhan Zhu lowered his head and spoke slowly.
"oh?"
"Xu Yi and Chang Shuirong?"
"It's interesting."
Emperor Zhengde chuckled lightly and placed the memorial in his hand on the table.
"Tell me quickly."
Emperor Zhengde gradually sat upright. He really didn't know much about Xu Yi, his son, who had been under house arrest for eight years.
Every time someone mentioned Xu Yi's name in his ears, he could not help but think of Queen Zhao and his eldest son Xu Anlai.
And every time I think of Queen Zhao and her eldest son Xu An.
Emperor Zhengde felt a secret pain in his heart.
Thinking about it, it was precisely because of this that he had not seen Xu Yi for eight years.
Out of sight, out of mind, was fully demonstrated by Emperor Zhengde.
Emperor Zhengde has always been complicated about the fate of Queen Zhao and Xu An who hanged themselves.
He and Xu An were originally a loving father and a filial son.
When did it start to look like that?
Emperor Zhengde couldn't tell but it started when he realized that his health was getting worse day by day.
It started after the decisive battle between General Zhao Qing and the Huns in Mobei.
Anyway. Eventually things got out of hand.
But now, eight years have passed, and Emperor Zhengde only has a little bit of complicated emotions towards Xu Yi.
A child who does not grow up beside him, even if he comes from Queen Zhao.
How much father-son love can there be between two people.
What's more, this is heaven's home.
