Royal study room.
Emperor Ning did not go back to the palace because he was tired.
He was carefully brewing the pot of tea that Li Chenan had not brewed just now.
After a while, when the tea smoke was curling up, he put out the fire and poured himself a cup.
Then he suddenly asked Chang Zuoqing, who was waiting on the side, "What do you think?"
Chang Zuoqing was startled, and quickly bowed and asked, "I wonder what the emperor is asking about?"
"What I'm asking is not about the matter, but about the child Chen'an!"
"This...since the emperor asked about it, I dare to tell you."
"Xiao Li was born and raised in Guangling. Regarding the rules... he really doesn't understand much, but the old slave thinks it's very good!"
The emperor was startled, "What's so good about it?"
"This is the heart of a child!"
"Master Xiao Li is a simple-minded person. His happiness and anger will not be hidden in his heart, but will be expressed directly... just like when he punched Ji Xiang."
Emperor Ning pondered for a moment: "Don't you think this is called being brave and foolhardy?"
Chang Zuoqing bowed and replied:
"Old slave, I think that there are too many so-called plots in our temple, which makes courage very rare. Besides..."
"Isn't the emperor just trying to see his sincerity?"
"Master Xiao Li's character should be in line with the emperor's wishes... I should not say this, this child, he has no intention of being the emperor!"
"Of course, he has no intention of becoming a professor at Taiyuan University."
Ning Huang was stunned and looked up at Chang Zuoqing, "Then what does he have in mind?"
"Going back to the emperor, when I was gathering in the other fields to deliver the decree a few days ago, I saw him and the three girls from the Zhongli Mansion looking like a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water... He already knew about the illness of the three girls, but he still never left her and was still in love. Plus, this old slave thinks that he is a person who attaches great importance to friendship."
"After the old slave announced the decree, he chatted with him for a while. His words revealed the atmosphere of the mountains and countryside."
"He seems to prefer doing business to earn some money and live happily with his three girls, and he doesn't care about his talent as a poet... If other young people had such ability, they would definitely be complacent and even extremely proud of it. "
"But your Majesty, you have also seen it. There is no pride in him at all. On the contrary, he has always been very humble and low-key. Except for the fact that he has trouble with Ji Xiang, I think I can't blame him for this."
Emperor Ning frowned slightly, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said:
"But people will change after all!"
"If one day he feels the taste of power... do you think he will become the second Ji Tai, or... Lu Zhanxiao!"
Chang Zuoqing was shocked and bowed, not daring to reply to these words.
"I just said it casually. Of course I hope he is not."
"Tomorrow, remember to deliver my instructions. Ning Zhixing has been hiding in his prince's palace these days and dare not show his face... I hope he will come to the palace the evening after tomorrow to have a dinner with me."
"The prince...is also invited."
"Slave obeys the order!"
"Well, you guys go down, I want to be quiet."
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Prime Minister Ji was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and passed out in front of the emperor by Mr. Li in the royal study. The news spread throughout the palace in an instant.
It even surprised these ministers or the masters in the harem more than the robbery of Jiangnan's taxes and grain.
Ji Xiang was carried away from the Imperial Study Room to the Imperial Hospital.
But Li Chenan walked out alive and well, and went to the Imperial City Division!
This undoubtedly sends a clearer signal to everyone——
The emperor really liked the eldest son of the emperor to the core!
Not only did he not let Prime Minister Ji make the decision, he also entrusted Li Chenan with important responsibilities!
If Li Chenan really recovers the stolen tax grain...
"Tell me, will this great achievement make the civil and military officials of the court look at you with admiration? Will it make the emperor like it more and more?"
Li Wenhou's official office in the House of Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue.
Qi Wenjun, the Minister of Civil Affairs, sat opposite Li Wenhou, smiling and speaking cheerfully:
"This is the emperor's further arrangement for him!"
"This is an arrangement! Not a test!"
"With so much tax and grain, unless the bandits set it on fire, there would be no way it could be transported to Shuangjiao Island so quickly!"
"Mr. Changsun must have sent out spies to look for it. I think there will be news soon, and all Mr. Li has to do is to take the ghosts from the Imperial City Division to Shilipo."
"The credit is at your fingertips, and the future... is bright. I don't understand why you still look so miserable!"
"Although he is the eldest son of the emperor, his surname is still Li after all. Even if he changes his surname, he has been in Guangling Li Mansion for twenty years, and his connection with your Li family will never be broken!"
Li Wenhou's face was still neither salty nor bland.
He was not moved by Qi Wenjun's words. On the contrary, the sadness between his eyebrows increased by two points at this moment.
He poured a cup of tea for Qi Wenjun and then whispered:
"If you think about it, Xiang Ji vomited blood twice and didn't fall down...Does the emperor really just want to see the excitement? The emperor still trusts Xiang Ji, or in other words, the emperor also knows that Xiang Ji cannot move!"
"This bustle is not very nice to watch! If we let it go on like this, people will die!"
"Besides...the emperor will go to Changle Palace sooner or later. Doesn't Prime Minister Ji have the final say in this huge palace?"
"Brother I also believe that he will get back the tax grain, but brother, I think about it again, can the bandits be so stupid?"
"You know you can't eat it, but you insist on pushing yourself to death... So, brother Wei is very worried that if he really goes to Shilipo, it may be a situation where he will never come back!"
Qi Wenjun grinned: "Mr. Changsun must understand, so he will definitely make arrangements."
Li Wenhou lowered his eyebrows, and after a moment he raised his eyes and looked at Qi Wenjun: "I'm afraid the emperor also understands it very well. If the emperor also has arrangements... what do you think?"
"..."
Qi Wenjun was suddenly shocked, "Even if the emperor has arrangements, he should be helping Li Chenan!"
Li Wenhou said nothing.
He was sipping tea carefully.
He drank the tea in the cup in small sips and then slowly stood up.
He suddenly bowed to Qi Wenjun, who was sitting on the chair and looking up at him. Qi Wenjun was shocked: "What are you doing?"
"Chen An and I have some misunderstandings. Please ask Qi Zhixue to go to Yunji Bieye and tell Chen An."
"Just say...the praying mantis stalks the cicada, be careful there is an oriole behind!"
Qi Wenjun stood up suddenly and looked at Li Wenhou in disbelief.
"Is that how you see it?"
"Yes, that's how I see it!"
"...Do you have any evidence?"
Li Wenhou pondered for a moment and shook his head, "When others remind you, just treat it as a precaution!"
"who?"
"Someone sent a note to my house last night, signed by Wen Boiyu!"
