Ling Xiu was still a bit drunk, his face was pale, his face was covered with stubble, and he had lost weight, but his eyes were very firm, "Your Majesty, as the Minister of War, please take care of your subordinates."
King Jin laughed with satisfaction, "Lingxiu, I have been waiting for you, but have you already given instructions to the prince?"
Lingxiu was silent for a moment and said, "I will explain clearly to you in the East Palace."
"I just hope that the prince will not blame me for stealing his right-hand man." King Jin sighed, "I don't want to create a quarrel with the prince's brother, but you are indeed a talented person, and you are most suitable for the Ministry of War. And when selecting scholars for the imperial court, sometimes we don’t care too much.”
Ling Xiu's expression was a little complicated, "Thank you for your compliments, Your Majesty. I will definitely do my best to serve the court and your Majesty."
"To serve the imperial court, it is enough to serve the Holy One. It is not necessary to serve the king." King Jin waved his hand and smiled heartily, "Let's go, I, the king, will have a drink with you."
Ling Xiu handed over his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please drink later. Your Majesty and Your Majesty still have something to talk about."
King Jin said: "Okay, you go back and explain clearly first, and tell the prince properly. The prince understands the truth, and he must be very happy to see you have a good future."
Lingxiu smiled miserably, "I hope so."
King Jin looked at his face and felt that his guess was absolutely right. Before taking action on spiritual cultivation, he ordered people to pay attention to spiritual cultivation for a long time. He had always been cold and cold, and it was difficult to see into his heart from his expression. This was related to his training.
But when I talked to him twice recently, I could clearly feel the change in his expression.
Nangong Yitian objected to him going to the Ministry of War, which hit him hard.
Prince Jin looked at his leaving figure, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Ling Xiu has done a lot of things for Nangong Yitian over the years, and he doesn't believe that there is nothing dirty and shameful. As long as these things are made public, his reputation will be greatly damaged.
If the prince loses his virtuous reputation, you can imagine his fate.
King Jin is happy, and so is Nangong Yitian.
The conspiracies on both sides are buried, and the plan can only be made after Leng Xiao gives birth to the child.
In the recent times when he went to court, the King of Jin was in the spotlight and made many suggestions, including increasing military spending.
The military attache was very happy. The previous troubles in the Beida Camp were also due to military expenses.
If the emperor and the cabinet approve it, then King Jin will have brought great benefits to the generals.
For a time, military generals visited King Jin one after another, and the palace of King Jin was crowded with people.
On the other hand, Nangong Yitian was really left out. Except for the small court still discussing political affairs every day, there was no big move.
Moreover, Nangong Yitian did not go to host anything. He was half-resting and accompanying the Crown Princess in the East Palace.
Even Prime Minister Min rarely met with the prince.
Everyone has seen the rise of King Jin.
King Jin finally felt proud and proud, especially now that his father's attitude towards him was very good when he entered and left the imperial study, giving him an illusion and too many guesses.
Perhaps, without too much trouble, he could take Nangong Yitian's place.
In the East Palace, Nangong Yitian did not go to court today and took leave. He said he felt cold and was afraid of spreading it to the officials, so he rested in the East Palace for two days.
The small court also had a holiday and there was no discussion.
Today, he sent the children to the study room first, then had breakfast with his wife when he came back. After breakfast, he took her out for a walk. His life was relaxing and comfortable.
"In two days, your third aunt should arrive in Beijing and accompany you out of the palace." Nangong Yitian held her arm and walked among the flowers and trees.
