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Chapter 28

In the workshop on the south side of the imperial city, there lived ministers and ministers of the third grade or above in the capital. There was a partition wall outside the pavilion, terraces, pavilions, gates, high mansion and mansion to isolate this place from other workshops. By mistake.People in Beijing call this place Xiangyefang.

The most famous person in Xiangyefang is Mr. Liu Xun, Master Liu. In his forties, he took the post of Zhongshu Ling as the writer of the Zhengshitang. He was also the uncle of the current prince Xueyi and the brother of Empress Liu. The power above is so powerful that no one dares to offend him, but this evening Liu Xun brought his colleagues back to the mansion with a very bad expression on his face, the housekeeper beside him guessed his thoughts but did not dare to say more.

"Prepare meals." Liu Xun changed his court clothes and waved to the butler in the mansion. The butler secretly took a look at Liu Xun and quietly withdrew.

In the hall, Liu Xun and Zhongshushe's Huang Yanqiu sat facing each other. There was no servant in the room, but his eldest son Liu Yun stood on Liu Xun's right hand serving dishes for them.

"Why is Xiangye so sad?" Huang Yanqiu had a mustache around his mouth, a slender figure with a shrewd face, and he squinted his eyes with a smile when he spoke.

Liu Xun drank the wine that Liu Yun filled up for him in one gulp, and replied quietly:

"Worried about the prince's future." He frowned, not as relaxed as Huang Yanqiu.

Huang Yanqiu took the jug from Liu Yun's hand and poured wine for Liu Xun:

"Could it be because of His Highness King Ding?"

Liu Xun's brows tightened when he heard Chang'an's name:

"It is not a blessing for my generation that Your Majesty dotes on the youngest son."

Huang Yanqiu seemed to be influenced by Liu Xun's words, the smile on his face restrained a bit:

"In today's polo field, although King Ding was in danger of being injured and his life was in danger, he still stole the limelight, and His Majesty is also extremely partial to King Ding..." Huang Yanqiu looked at Liu Xun hesitantly and said slowly:

"I shall plan the future for His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Father, no matter how powerful King Ding is, he has half of Xianbei's bloodline. No matter how confused the emperor is, he will not transfer the throne to a foreigner, right?" Liu Yun was young, and when he saw Liu Xun and Huang Yanqiu were unhappy, he wanted to comfort them.

Liu Xun shook his head:

"The Li family in Guanlong has been very close to King Ding recently. There is also a wealthy Zhou family, a benevolent family, next to King Ding. The future cannot be underestimated."

"Father, maybe we have misunderstood. Didn't King Ding urinate to get close to the crown prince? He may not have the heart to fight for the crown prince." Liu Yun sat down slowly.

Liu Xun glared at Liu Yun:

"It's all because your mother taught you to be too loyal. Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?" Liu Xun's tone was stern, but did he mean that iron could not be made of steel? He still liked the character of the eldest son very much. He is a traditional literati, even though he is a high-ranking and powerful person, he still hopes that his son can live a more honest and upright life.

Huang Yanqiu shook his head silently, if the crown prince could not succeed in the future and the Liu family's wealth stopped here, it would be difficult for the eldest son of the Liu family to keep such a large fortune of the Liu family.

Suddenly, Huang Yanqiu moved closer to Liu Xun, with a deeper smile on his shrewd face, and said a series of words in Liu Xun's ear, Liu Yun slowly opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly stopped Liu Xun for fear that Liu Xun would agree:

"Father, if the prince treats the prince sincerely like this, I'm afraid the prince will offend the prince severely. Why don't you ask the empress first what the prince thinks."

Liu Xun thought about Huang Yanqiu's words, and then heard his son's proposal and thought it made sense, so he nodded to Liu Yun after thinking about it.

Liu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the early morning of the second day, the Dingwang Polo Stadium won glory for the country and defeated the envoys of the Fan Kingdom, and the news that the Hejian Stadium satirized the incompetence of the prince Xueyi was spread throughout Kyoto by people.

The common people have always worshiped generals who can win battles on the battlefield, and they admired King Ding even more when they heard such embellishments.

Twos and threes gathered at the tea stand to gossip:

"My emperor has always been capable of both civil and military affairs. How can a useless scholar like the current prince be able to restrain those barbarians."

"Exactly!!! Every day a cat looks like a damsel in the palace."

"Sooner or later, the emperor will be the king, let's see, I'll bet all the money."

"Hey, Old Wang, you're so lucky, did you get the money last night?"

The man called Old Wang tugged uncomfortably at the satin robe he bought this morning, shrugging his shoulders and laughing:

"That's right, I met a huge golden mountain yesterday."

Everyone looked envious and jealous at Pharaoh, who suddenly became richer.

Li Zheng rode his horse into the palace in the early morning cool air. On the way, when he heard the news reported by his subordinates, he was not as happy as his subordinates expected. He just kept frowning and meditating.

After a long time, Li Zheng reined in his horse and asked the man:

"Do you know who spread the news?"

The man shook his head with a puzzled look on his face:

"It was also spread in Beijing suddenly this morning. At first, I thought it was caused by our people, but after checking it, I found out that it was not. My lord, isn't it good for us that the crown prince's reputation is damaged? How do you look... ... not happy?"

Li Zheng frowned, he knew someone was helping Chang'an, but he didn't know who that person was, and he was always worried, so he turned his head to look at that person:

"How is King Ding's injury? Is there a serious problem?"

"There is news from the palace that he is still in a coma, but there are signs of improvement." The man replied.

After Li Zheng nodded, he didn't continue to ask, and left.

In this world, some people are happy and some are worried.Li Zheng was worried, and Liu Xun was full of fire.

Since he was established for a year, his literacy has become deeper and deeper, and he seldom gets angry because his power is getting bigger and no one dares to provoke him anymore, but now he is worried about the prince's affairs.

At first, he was worried that the prince would fall out of favor, but even if the prince fell out of favor, as long as he had the support of the courtiers, nothing would happen. But now that the rumors spread all over the capital, it was a matter of public opinion, so he really didn't dare to be careless.After the morning court, he hurried to Empress Liu's palace.

When he went, he frowned, and when he came out, he was expressionless.

Back in the political affairs hall, Liu Xun met Li Zheng who was about to go out. Li Zheng smiled and greeted Liu Xun with crossed hands. The gown enters the political affairs hall.

After sitting down and taking a sip of tea, he closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then beckoned a little eunuch:

"Go and call Huang Sheren."

Without spending a cup of tea, Huang Yanqiu entered the Zhengshitang through the back door of the Zhengshitang through an alley from Zhongshushe Renyuan.

Liu Xun only said two words to Huang Yanqiu:

"Stay steady."

The news that Chang'an's condition has stabilized was told by Emperor Wei himself to Xueyi. His tall figure stretched crookedly on the wooden floor of the Qing Palace, and Xueyi was standing opposite him at the moment, staring blankly at Qing. A clump of willow trees outside the palace window was rustling by the wind.

"Xue Yi, from today on, you just want to be your prince safely and steadily?" Wei Di's strong voice reached Xue Yi's ears.

Xue Yi didn't understand Wei Di's meaning, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were a little blank, but since he watched Chang'an being carried away on the polo field the day before, his eyes were often blank.

"From now on, unless you have to, you will never see Chang'an again." He opened and closed his lips several times, and finally Emperor Wei made up his mind to give Xueyi an order.

Xue Yi opened her eyes wide:

"That······"

"What about Chang'an?"

Hearing Chang'an's name, Wei Di paused and looked directly into Xue Yi's eyes:

"He will lead troops to fight as before, and you will marry a wife and have children to inherit the throne." This is the promise made by Emperor Wei to Xue Yi, and in his opinion, this is the best future.

Xue Yi didn't even have the intention of resisting, and Emperor Wei was secretly relieved that he had returned to his former gentleness and obedience. One of the two children should know the importance.

After Emperor Wei left, Xueyi sat in the empty Qing Palace. The memorials piled up in front of the previous case were replaced by reports on the affairs of the East Palace. Is it the prince or the criminal?

Walking out of the dormitory, Wei Jie didn't know where he went. Xue Yi heard palace people talking in low voices under the eaves in front of the hall:

"Have you heard? This morning, there are rumors in Beijing that the emperor is going to pass the throne to King Ding."

"how can that be?"

"How can this be impossible? No country in the country is afraid of the crown prince, and the emperor may pass the throne to King Ding because he is afraid that the crown prince will not be able to stand up to this situation in a hundred years."

People in Donggong Palace are very knowledgeable about the teachings. In the past, Emperor Wei used Tang Taizong's words and deeds to regulate Xueyi. Tang Taizong could remember the names of the ministers in the court. Emperor Wei also trained Xueyi to remember everyone he met. Know and understand their character.

Xue Yi carefully sized up the people talking about the East Palace, and had no impression of these two people at all in his mind. At this moment, Wei Jie rushed over, and when he heard the two people's words, his face changed, and he was about to call the government soldiers not far away. The arrest was stopped by Xue Yi.

"Keep it." There were only two short words, and then turned back to Qinggong.

"Prince Ding is awake. The emperor went to see it in person and rewarded him with a lot of things." Wei Jie carefully reported to Xue Yi what he knew just now, and how Youyou told Xue Yi about the things that were passed on among the common people.

Wei Jie followed Xue Yi step by step. He couldn't see Xue Yi's expression, but Xue Yi asked him in a low voice:

"How is the Concubine Lian?"

Wei Jie sighed:

"It's still the same old problem, the body is empty... No matter how powerful it is, what should I do, I still can't keep the people who should be kept."

Xue Yi's shoulders stiffened instantly after hearing the last half of Wei Jie's sudden words, and her long and thin waist swayed.

Wei Jie was careful, and immediately approached Xue Yi:

"Prince." The voice was urgent.

Xue Yi stopped, and said lightly:

"But those who don't have the power to keep them will definitely not be able to keep them."

It has been a long time since Changan woke up. The people who came to see him sent away wave after wave. The imaginable people never showed up from the beginning to the end.

"Your Highness, Master Zhang is here to visit."While feeling agitated, Xiaoshi poked his head into the tent with the gift list, Changan pulled out the saber beside his pillow with a dark face, looked at Xiaoshi and said nothing.

Small stones shrink their necks:

"The servant knows that the servant knows that you have not woken up yet, please come back another day, Mr. Zhang."

Chang An relaxed and slumped on the bed, the wound on his chest ached, and his whole face turned darker.

"Tsk tsk, why is our heroic King Ding still lying on the bed? Look, his face is black!" Chang Jin strolled in carelessly, even a small stone couldn't stop him.

Chang An has never hated Chang Jin's mouth like it does now, he wants to be quiet!

Seeing that Chang An ignored him, Chang Jin said:

"Come on, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your recovery. The emperor has ordered you to take control of the southwestern army. Half of the Great Wei is yours. Why do you still look like your dead father?"Chang Jin didn't hide or stop what he said.

Chang An glared at Chang Jin:

"Don't be afraid to say anything nonsense!"

Chang Jin sneered, not caring much:

"What are you afraid of? Father is such a good means. If he really wants my life, what can I do."

Chang An looked at Chang Jin.

"Believe it or not, the momentum in the East Palace is not as strong as yours. It is widely rumored in Beijing that the prince is incompetent, and only King Ding can rule the world. Everyone thinks that you are going to tear the prince down and become the prince yourself."

"Nonsense!" Chang An slapped the side of the bed angrily, the wound hurt so much that he gritted his teeth.

Chang Jin hurriedly stopped him:

"Hey! Don't be angry! Your injury! The imperial doctor said that it's your fate to survive your injury, so take it easy."

"What about Xueyi?" Chang An asked Chang Jin, biting his lip.

Chang Jin thought for a while:

"Hanging together with the group of literati in his Chongwenguan all day long, never leaving the East Palace, talking about compiling a classic record of the official selection system of the past dynasties, and now ignoring the affairs of the court."

Chang'an felt sorry for Xue Yi, but he didn't understand why the situation in the court suddenly became like this in just a few days?What went wrong?Why did he ever want to be emperor?

"Brother Seventeen, do you also think that I want to be emperor?" Chang'an thought that Xue Yi, who used to be upright in the court and did not dare to relax in the state affairs, was misunderstood in this way, and his usual resolute expression showed a hint of helplessness.

Chang Jin saw Chang An's helplessness, sighed lightly and touched Chang An's hair:

"Don't worry, we all know that the world is only for the two of you, and no one thinks you can win the crown prince. You are still suitable to be a general..." Chang Jin cleverly changed the subject, with a serious look on his face. pity:

"It's a pity that your cloud chasing horse died."

Chang An knew what Chang Jin meant to love him, and he didn't want to show his fragility to others, so he nodded following Chang Jin's meaning:

"Unfortunately, that's a fine horse!"

Chang'an also had a sad look on his face. When Zhuyun Ma was 12 years old, Emperor Wei gave him a horse to fight in all directions with him. He traveled all over the Great Wei. Now four years have passed in a blink of an eye, but he has not died well.

"Why did you go crazy without checking it?" Chang Jin asked Chang An.

Chang An shook his head:

"Zhou Yan checked, but nothing was found. Zhuyun has been taken care of by a special person in Yumasi."

"Could it be Yu Masi?"

"No, the officials of Yumasi didn't find out who they were involved with, and besides, there were no problems before."

Xiao Shitou walked in with a handsome court lady:

"Your Highness, it's time to drink the medicine."

Chang Jin raised his eyebrows at the little palace maid, her already handsome face smiled even more gracefully, the little palace maid blushed and hurriedly lowered her head.

Seeing Chang Jin's rippling face as soon as no one cares about him, Chang An gave Chang Jin a hard look, and warned him:

"I'll have a good talk with Brother Sixteen when he comes back from Shanxi."

Chang Jin didn't think that bringing out Chang Xi could really calm Chang Jin down, he was just talking for fun, but Chang Jin was scared immediately, Chang An was surprised.

Chang Jin resentfully took the medicine bowl from the little maid:

"Come, let me feed you medicine for brother."

Changan frowned:

"Drinking spoonful after spoonful like this is going to be painful." After speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his smile disappeared in an instant, and he turned down his face and stopped talking.

Chang Jin raised an eyebrow:

"What's wrong with you? The wound hurts again?"

Chang An silently turned his face away, he knew that he would not see Xue Yi now, before Xue Yi fed him medicine, he should have finished it in one gulp no matter how bitter it was.

The author has something to say: I have been reading Mr. Shen Congwen's "Research on Chinese Clothing" recently, and I have drowned in that beautiful tome!