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Chapter 25

The conversation between the two made the little emperor feel depressed.

In fact, when Shen Yanchuan wasn't bluffing people, he felt that this person was quite nice, but it's a pity that he came here specially to stare at him, so he never thought of being nice to him at all.

What to do?What can be done?Is it really possible to drug him and tie him up?

Silently mourning the deer who died in his heart, the little emperor didn't want to say more, and turned to put the small wooden box.

Shen Yanchuan glanced at the little emperor's back in silence, lowered his head and straightened the fine cloth wrapped around his arm, and it was subdued within a few strokes.

When the inner room was quiet, there was a sound from the outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The little emperor recognized that it was Xiao Fuzi, thinking that he was probably here to report the counting results, so he turned his head and shouted to the outside: "What are you arguing about, open the door yourself!"

The door opened, and Xiao Fuzi opened the beaded curtain and ran inside: "Your Majesty, there is a gift in the birthday gift!"

"Put it on the table, I'll take a look at it later." The little emperor put the box back and stood up, took advantage of the situation and stretched his waist, joking to cover up his depressed mood just now, "You guys are really good, you can even get the booklet in the birthday gift .”

Xiao Fuzi bowed to Shen Yanchuan who was sitting on the side, and then argued to the little emperor: "No, Your Majesty, the zhezi was pressed under the screen, it was definitely not made by people in the palace."

"what?"

When Shen Yanchuan heard the words, he suddenly raised his phoenix eyes, as if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand and drove Xiao Fuzi out: "Go and arrest everyone who sees this booklet outside, no one is allowed to leave, come here immediately after finishing. "

"Ah? Oh...Okay." Xiao Fuzi ran out with a confused expression on his face, and the little emperor was surprised to hear the sound, and came to the table: "What's going on, why are you so nervous?"

"The gift came out of the harem and was inspected and sent directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Since it wasn't negligence by the palace people, it must have been done on purpose." Shen Yanchuan said as he motioned for him to back away, held the fold with a handkerchief, and spread it out on the table carefully. "You can come and see."

Standing in the distance, the little emperor probed his head, and had already vaguely seen words such as "Prince" and "Rain". At this moment, he couldn't wait to jump to the table and read from beginning to end in one breath: "Water seeping in the mausoleum of the prince for dozens of days? Such an important matter." , why didn't anyone mention it in the morning?"

Shen Yanchuan pointed to the blank space where the signature was signed, and said: "If someone mentions it, there is no need for that person to submit the paper so tortuously."

"Then what should we do?" The little emperor was in a daze, "No, the person who delivered the paperwork will have to check, and I have to recruit the guardian of the mausoleum into the palace..."

"Then scare the snake away?"

The little emperor looked up and found that Shen Yanchuan was staring at him closely, his eyes were as sharp as thorns.

He was startled, but he touched the edge of a little problem in his messy thoughts.He hesitated helplessly: "But... I still don't know who is telling the truth..."

"How can the emperor tell the difference? Does the emperor have a confidant who can check the authenticity for the emperor?"

The little emperor couldn't answer.

There is only one little Fuzi around who can be called a confidant for many years, but Xiaofuzi's intelligence is only in the palace, and it is embarrassing to use; in the previous dynasty, he always relied on the prime minister, but the prime minister showed only I don't know, not only him, but the whole court...then who else can he ask?Who can be trusted?Who can believe it?

He woke up like a dream, his hands were cold—anyone could have fooled him, and he had been fooled more than once!

Shen Yanchuan looked at his face, and continued: "It's still raining recently, if the prince's mausoleum really seeps..."

After hearing his words, the little emperor's face gradually turned pale.

During the conversation between the two, Xiao Fuzi entered the door again, this time without announcing, he directly bumped into the bead curtain and ran inside, before he could even catch his breath, he heard the little emperor say, "I'm going out of the palace!"

"Your Majesty?!" Little Fuzi went in without knowing it, looked at his master, then turned to look at Shen Yanchuan, but no one paid any attention to him.

Shen Yanchuan stared into the little emperor's eyes, and asked: "Your Majesty, have you made up your mind? You won't be able to bring along any attendants on this journey, and you will have to rush back and forth on the way, and you will have to make up for missed lessons."

"Stop pretending!" The little emperor was anxious and angry. What was anxious was that the situation of the prince's mausoleum was unknown, and what was angry was Shen Yanchuan's contemptuous temptation and overly calm appearance. Talk? No one is waiting, I will be the first to ask you to serve me!"

Shen Yanchuan was not angry when he grabbed his collar, he turned around and closed the anonymous booklet on the table, put it in a snack basket in the room and handed it to Xiao Fuzi: "Take it to the queen mother, and say it was given to her by the palace." The dim sum has just come out of the small kitchen, please eat it while it is hot."

A big basket was stuffed into Xiao Fuzi's arms, and he was kicked out of the room again in a daze.

Then he pinched the little emperor under his arm: "Go, change clothes."

Hey!You let go, I will change myself... I...! "

The horse's hooves clattered outside the car, and the little emperor sat in the car, dizzy and drowsy from the jolt.

The dragon robe on his body has been replaced by a light green round-neck robe with a leather belt, his hair is half-up and half-up, and his slightly immature face is tired. The young scholar who came out of the school was completely incompatible with the word "emperor"; but Shen Yanchuan beside him obviously changed more than him. Zhang's human skin mask, at first glance, looks like an ordinary-looking warrior.

Staring at the face of this strange warrior, the little emperor always felt awkward, he hesitated to speak several times, wanted to look outside the carriage, but the other side refused to let him, and only taught him to sleep.

It is impossible to sleep peacefully in this carriage, the little emperor has something on his mind, and once he closes his eyes, he has to ponder over and over again.

The Mausoleum of the Prince is the mausoleum of the Prince. It has good geomantic omen, but the location is remote, and the underground palace is not very big. Because it was built in a hurry, it only took seven days from site selection to completion—that is, the first seven days of the Prince.

The mausoleum of an ordinary emperor needs to be built for more than a year at the shortest. Although the crown prince died just before he ascended the throne, strictly speaking, he still had to be buried according to the emperor's specifications. During the time, the Queen Mother sent people to carry out many small-scale reinforcements and repairs.

In fact, the little emperor doesn't believe in ghosts and demons. He hasn't paid much attention to the mausoleum, building something, that is, it looks like a stamp after the approval. The only thing that is certain is that when they went to worship last year, the mausoleum There is no problem.So why is the Taizi Mausoleum seeping water this year?Why hide it when there is water seepage?

He couldn't figure it out, and finally exhausted physically and mentally, he tilted his head, and fell asleep with his pillow on Shen Yanchuan's shoulder.