In just a few days, running for the prince has led to such a thing.
Let Du He directly transfer from the seventh-grade position of the East Palace Zhanshifu Secretary to the sixth-grade Li Sizheng.
What does this mean?
What it means is that he has already gained the trust of His Highness the Crown Prince as soon as he entered the East Palace, and will assist His Highness the Crown Prince in his ascension to the throne in the future——
Could it be that in the future, he can also reproduce the story of the emperor and his father, and be the emperor's minister by his side?
When Du He thought about the future blueprint in his mind, he felt beautiful just thinking about it.
Isn't this better than his eldest brother who was stupidly waiting to inherit the title of Duke of his father's country, and was still working as a sideline in the Taichang Division, waiting to die?
The prince has the right to transfer positions at will under the fifth rank official position, but generally speaking, the prince will not exercise this right easily, not to mention that the Zhanshi Mansion in the East Palace is solely under the prince's sect.
His position as the prince's future confidant should be very secure as long as he acts according to the opportunity in the future.
Of course, Li Chengqian kept his mouth shut in order to keep this matter a secret and give this guy a little benefit. Naturally, he didn't know.
You know, when his father Li Shimin found out, he only punished him more, but the news spread——
How many extravagant people in the East Palace, the prince is obsessed with beauty and harms the country and the people?
As a prince, he has been promoted to the throne in the past few years, so he naturally has this political consciousness.
Thinking of this, Du He drank another delicious drink.
From the perspective of Chang'an as a whole, the sixth grade, who is only twenty years old, is still under the prince's sect, and is a prominent presence no matter where he is.
Starting at the sixth rank, it was already the dream of many scholars in Chang'an and even the entire Tang Dynasty who aspired to become officials.
Thinking about Qiuxiang Pavilion, the lion asked him for three hundred and sixty taels!
Who is Du He? He naturally came to the business of pulling tiger skins and painting banners.
A combination of domineering and pretentious operation saved His Royal Highness a hundred and twenty taels.
Although the money is small, it further proves his Du He's ability to do things.
Tsk tsk, so if Du He is not promoted, who will be promoted?
So you must invite friends to a banquet and have a good time.
Now, is it enough to make the old man at home get excited? This is something I did myself.
Du He was so immersed in himself that he drank three or five cups in a row.
"Brother Du, I have something to ask you, do you want to tell me?"
"Hey, Brother Song, there's nothing hard to say between you and me, but it doesn't matter."
If you look at Brother Song sitting next to Du He clearly, who is he if he's not Song Yingcai?
Song Yingcai pretended to ponder for a while, and then Fang said in embarrassment.
"My little brother has been admiring Dong Palace for a long time. Now he has graduated from the Sixth Academy of Imperial College. However, he does not ask for his name. He only wants to serve His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Oh, I can't think of any other way. Today I see Brother Du being able to take charge of His Highness the Crown Prince. I am so envious. In the future, I would also like to ask Brother Du to say a few kind words for me. How about that?"
Having said that, Song Yingcai picked up his wine glass and offered a toast with great discernment.
His father had already said that the Prince's East Palace was now being watched by countless people in the court.
The prince's potential as a hidden dragon has been revealed, but the current emperor has a strict eye on the East Palace, so he can only think of other ways.
These young people will inevitably be the next generation of people fighting for Seoul. Who is the prince? It's the prince.
Now that I don’t think of any way to enter the prince’s family, when will I wait?
Du He, who was already dizzy from drinking, patted his chest and agreed.
Therefore, no one is offended by the person carrying the sedan chair.
For a while, cups were pushed and cups were changed, and the guests continued to enjoy themselves.
In the other side room of the restaurant, the atmosphere was a bit dull.
There were not many people, only three or five people.
The leader was a man with oily hair and pink face, wearing a white shirt and long robe, with a touch of arrogance between his brows.
At this moment, some people with unhappy expressions slapped the table and shouted angrily toward the door.
"Someone come, someone come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy waiting outside the door came in in a hurry.
"Master Changsun, do you have any... orders?"
These men are not small people and must be taken care of well.
"Go and show me who is making the noise in the pavilion? If you make more noise, I will overturn the table!"
The young master is just bored. You are laughing and laughing next door. It's so lively. Couldn't it be that you just hit the muzzle of the young master's gun?
The boy quickly went to inquire about it, which stumped him.
Don't think about it, the guy next door is also a big shot and he doesn't dare to offend him.
It's better to go and ask the receptionist immediately.
At this time, a slightly mature friend next to the eldest grandson quickly advised him from the side.
"Brother Zhangsun, that's all. It's not easy for you to go out once. If your father finds out now, I'm afraid you will be punished."
Upon hearing this, the oily-haired and pink-faced young man said angrily with a raised eyebrow.
"Hmph, tell me, I finally ran out to play, but I still have to be teased by these idiots, how can I not be angry?"
But he also had a brain, and then he said confidently.
"Don't worry, when they find out it's the young master, they will come to toast and apologize soon. Why should my old man know about it? Come on, come on, drink!"
The surname Changsun is too conspicuous in Chang'an City.
Later, he didn't even need to say who he was. He only had to say the word "eldest grandson", and the other person would tighten his anus and come over obediently to listen to his orders.
Because he heard clearly, there were only a few young people opposite him who had never heard their voices.
Oh, in this city of Chang'an, as long as they are not standing in the first few rows of the court, the big guys and the gangsters from the murderous family will all come to stand upright and talk to the young master.
And this young master with oily hair and pink face, a proud and aristocratic look, is none other than the current eldest son of the Changsun family, Changsun Chong.
It’s frustrating to say that, half a year, half a year!
Since before winter last year, he has been locked up in the mansion by his father, studying and learning etiquette, practicing martial arts diligently, and is not allowed to go out.
who knows? Who knows how his eldest son, Sun Chong, has spent the past six months?
Changsun Chong burst into tears when he thought of this.
Thinking about the girl from Liyue Tower, she hasn’t seen this young master for half a year——
Now, I wonder if I, after finally running out, will have to endure all the trouble from you guys?
This is unreasonable. You must be taught a lesson later!
The boy was really good at doing things. He left quickly and came back quickly.
After a while, he reported clearly the news he got from the receptionist.
The three or two friends of Chang Sun Chong around him were surprised. They didn't expect that he was actually the son of the current Prime Minister Du.
I would have known that Du Ruhui was a close minister of the emperor today, and he was also a colleague and friend of the head of the Changsun family.
I thought Changsun Chong would think of this and his tone would be somewhat relaxed.
The next moment you see——
Changsun Chong suddenly frowned and became angry. He slapped the table, stood up, and left angrily!
"Go and tell him to wait. My eldest son, Sun Chong, is here. He wants to celebrate his promotion. Go away and go celebrate. If you make more noise, I will go there in person!"
A bunch of dogs, why are they running in front of me to celebrate my promotion?
I wonder if I can’t hear this?
It’s really not good to go out, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!
The boy looked bitter and wanted to cry but had no tears. Both of them were masters, so don't let this little innocent thing end up hurting him.
I had no choice but to resign immediately.
I was thinking about how to convey the message tactfully.
What is this thing called...
The boy left, and Changsun Chong sat down with a groan.
"Brother Zhangsun, let's forget it. Prime Minister Du and your father are also colleagues and friends. Why don't you make a big deal a trivial matter and make it a trivial matter?"
Someone carefully advised from the side, why is Brother Changsun so angry today?
Changsun Chong sat down and snorted coldly, as if he was a bit stubborn.
"So what? You're just a sixth-grade person. What's the point of showing off?"
The eldest son, the eldest grandson, has said this, and those who know a little bit about the eldest grandson’s pain points have come to some realization.
They echoed each other one after another, saying yes from left to right.
Forget it, I don’t want to persuade you anymore, you won’t be able to cause trouble at home anyway.
If the eaves of my house are not on fire, I can just watch a play.
Changsun Chong took another drink and continued to curse his old man in his heart.
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Regarding the plot rhythm issue, I saw feedback from a reader today. It is indeed too slow, and the update is also slow (uh, hehe), so the plot rhythm will be accelerated later, the key points and plot points will be highlighted, and the wedding will be arranged as soon as possible. .
Thank you to every reader for your opinion. I will see every one of them and I will seriously consider them~Thank you~
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