"Father, Mingtong has lived in Qingxin Temple for thirteen years. Do you think it's time to take her back? In two years, it will be time to choose a consort."
When mentioning Princess Mingtong, Emperor Zhou fell into silence.
After Empress Yizhuang gave birth to Princess Mingtong, she passed away.
Emperor Zhou was so sad that he never liked Princess Mingtong.
And whenever he saw the infant Princess Mingtong, Emperor Zhou would think of his deceased beauty.
Therefore, Princess Mingtong was sent to Qingxin Nunnery and handed over to the nuns of Qingxin Nunnery to raise her.
Although all the rules are to be raised according to the rules of the princess, it is a nunnery after all, and life must be much harder than living in the palace.
Besides, it has indeed been more than ten years, and the princess has indeed reached the age to choose a consort.
After a long time, Emperor Zhou slowly spoke.
"You should take some time to visit Qingxin Temple, and you can decide the rest."
Liang Yi nodded, bowed, and left the side hall.
Emperor Zhou squinted his eyes slightly and watched Liang Yi's leaving figure until he disappeared outside the side hall.
This prince was a bit confusing to him.
On the other side, in the palace of Prince Qin.
The second prince is writing in the study.
Standing nearby were Yang Xiu, the Minister of War, Wang Mingcheng, the Minister of Rites, Guo Xiu, the minister, and two palace staff.
The second prince wrote a big word "Zen" on the rice paper in his unique wild cursive style, which was vigorous and powerful.
Several people in the study room started to praise him.
"His Royal Highness's calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, like a dancing dragon, full of heroic spirit!"
"If Your Highness specializes in calligraphy, he will definitely leave a good name in the history of Qin King's calligraphy."
The second prince laughed and said modestly:
"Wang Shangshu praised him very much, but his skills are nothing to mention."
Then with a hint of pride:
"Besides, things will become increasingly complicated in the future, so how can I still have time to practice calligraphy?"
Everyone also laughed.
"Yes, it's a pity that there is one less great calligrapher in the world, but there is one more emperor who will live forever!"
The only people present today were the confidants of the second prince, so Guo Xiu let it go.
Liang Ding looked at Guo Xiu with satisfaction and said:
"You did very well today!"
Guo Xiu felt a little ashamed.
"I am ashamed of myself for not being able to show my strength."
Liang Ding waved his hand.
"If my people are only allowed to succeed and not fail, that would be too harsh. Who would dare to defect to me then?"
Everyone started to flatter me again.
"Your Highness's righteousness is truly the style of a great hero!"
"Your Highness loves and protects us so much, we will definitely be devastated!"
"..."
After listening to the compliments, Liang Ding waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.
He is not stupid, he also saw the changes in the prince today.
He was poisoned and survived, but also caught himself having a tryst with the Crown Princess, and he still felt oppressive in the court today.
Is this still the original prince?
After telling his confidants about his anxiety, Yang Xiu laughed and said with relief:
"Your Highness is really worrying too much. Even if there is any change in Liang Yi, it is just that his strength has become stronger."
In private, in order to please the second prince, they all called Liang Yi by his first name.
"That's right, those poems and policies were probably guided by experts behind them. Literary talent is not something that can be acquired overnight!" Wang Mingcheng agreed from the side.
They all came from the imperial examination.
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
They were definitely dissatisfied with Liang Yi's talent.
But look at the two poems Liang Yi took out...
This is unacceptable!
As a result, these civil servants collectively believed that there was an expert behind Liang Yi.
At this point, even Chu Mengde and Wang Deshui are not immune.
Liang Ding thought about it carefully, and thought about it.
How could there be such a big change overnight.
Martial arts can be consolidated into natural divine power, but literary talent needs to be accumulated over time.
It's ridiculous to think that I am actually afraid of that useless prince?
The good thing with the Crown Princess was interrupted, and Liang Ding felt insulted.
I secretly resented in my heart: When I become emperor, I will humiliate this good-for-nothing and then cut him into pieces.
If thoughts could kill, Liang Yi would have died eighteen hundred times now.
Unfortunately, no.
Returning to the East Palace, the guards of the East Palace were still guarding the outside of the dormitory. I don't know if they have damaged anyone after being locked up for half a day.
"What happened?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, except that the Crown Princess wanted to go out and was stopped, nothing happened."
Liang Yi nodded and ordered the guards to open the lock.
Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly thought of something.
Turning around, he took out a wad of banknotes and gave them to Sun Li, and whispered:
"You go to the refugee camp to find someone for me, someone with a clean net worth. After a little training, you can replace all the maids in the East Palace for me!"
"This slave knows."
"Remember! Don't bully the people!"
"Slave, take your orders!"
After that, Sun Li took the banknote and left in a hurry.
In fact, the expenses of the East Palace came from the internal treasury, and the recruitment of maids was also a matter of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so the prince did not need to pay for it himself.
But Liang Yi didn't want others to know that he had such a big move, and he didn't want anyone to mix things up with the palace maid.
Now that everything he says and does is monitored by outsiders, it is necessary to replace these palace ladies.
Walking into the dormitory, Li Yan was sitting by the bed looking at Liang Yi with a look of resentment.
Facing this man who had broken her body, it was really difficult for Li Yan to match up with the previous prince. The look in Liang Yi's eyes showed not only resentment, but also a hint of fear.
Liang Yi slowly approached Li Yan with a somewhat contemptuous smile.
Li Yan turned her fear into hatred and asked, "Why does Your Highness humiliate me like this?"
Liang Yi walked up to Li Yan and pinched Li Yan's delicate chin with his hands.
"You are the Crown Princess and I am the Crown Prince, why are you humiliating me?"
Li Yan looked angry.
"It's not a humiliation, why don't you let me go out? It's not a humiliation, why do you have to order someone to guard the door of the dormitory?"
Liang Yi was neither happy nor angry, and approached Li Yan expressionlessly.
"Why are you locked up? Aren't you asking questions knowingly?"
Seeing Liang Yi's straight eyes, Li Yan dodged a little.
"How can I...um~"
Just as she was about to speak, her lips were blocked by Liang Yi domineeringly, leaving only a squeak.
Under the strong offensive, all resistance is in vain.
Li Yan quickly gave up her resistance and allowed Liang Yi to act unscrupulously.
After the offensive ended, Li Yan felt numb in her mouth and almost lost her breath.
After some struggle, Li Yan's hair was messy and her clothes were messy.
The inner lining has been retracted to the waist, and the nephrite on the chest is looming in the gauze neon dress.
"Your Highness, I..."
"Shut up, bitch!"
Liang Yi took off his clothes and pressed this delicate body under him...
