The sound of horses' hooves is urgent, the rivers and lakes are chaotic, and a waning moon hangs high. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Duan He's disappearance did not have much impact, he was not deep, he had a few friends, and a few enemies, so he couldn't make any waves in this river and lake. The reputation of the world's first sword is gone, but others have already sat down. Everyone has a new goal, except for the people who care about Duan He, the rest are gradually forgetting about this swordsman Chen Longqi, who had been killed with a sword - and now it seems that he has not been killed.

Chu Xiao, who cared about Duan He the most, found a new helper, and there was another person who cared more about Duan He, but rarely mentioned it-he was Chen Ziyuan.

A wide leaf of tea, boiling hot water, extremely delicate in the teapot a few times, a fragrance came to the face.

The name of this tea is 'Qingxin', and it is mostly produced in the territory of Shenwu Kingdom. This tea is different from other teas, the entrance is bland and there is no taste to follow, but the smell is fragrant, and the extremely fresh smell is intoxicating. Over time, this tea has become a kind of product, which is pressed into a piece of tea cake, and only needs to add water and bake it gently at home on weekdays, and you can have a half-day fragrance to find.

Chen Ziyuan's favorite in his life is this 'pure heart', he doesn't love the dried tea cakes, the smell is slightly boring. What I love most is that the fresh tea leaves have just been picked, and the smell of it will be intoxicating. However, although the freshness is good, the aroma is not long-lasting. For this reason, Chen Ziyuan secretly arranged a few people in Shenwu Country to pick fresh and good pure hearts for him to taste.

Liang Xue was by Chen Ziyuan's side to soak Chen Ziyuan's heart pure, in addition to the diffuse fragrance, Liang Xue also brought back the news that Duan He was killed.

"Huh?" Hearing that Duan He was killed, Chen Ziyuan's face was gloomy, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Who made the first move, I've been staring at this person for so long, and someone dares to grab it." Chen Ziyuan said.

Liang Xue stood aside and did not answer, Chen Wangye's habit is to talk to himself, Liang Xue does not need to chat.

Chen Ziyuan closed his eyes and thought for a while, and he didn't open his eyes until Liang Xue came over to change tea for Chen Ziyuan.

"Liang Xue, you don't need to change it first, find some dry Qingxin to change the room." Chen Ziyuan said.

Liang Xue hurriedly nodded in agreement, and Chen Ziyuan strode out, without greeting, there was naturally a group of people behind him.

The prince is different from other official positions, and this official position is not big or small. If it is small, there is almost no one in the world who can manage the prince except the emperor, and the power is extremely high. If it is small, even a small county commander has dozens of soldiers in his hands, but it is difficult for a prince to have his own military power.

Chen Ziyuan is one, when he saved the emperor, many people around him persuaded him to give up. Since ancient times, the founding of the country must be beheaded, and a group of people can help the emperor to defeat the country, and they can also help others to bring down the emperor's country. Chen Ziyuan can save the emperor, and he can also enter the palace one day to kill the emperor. If it weren't for Chen Ziyuan's contact with many people to make his reputation before saving the emperor, so that the emperor was afraid of losing the hearts of the world, otherwise it would be difficult to end well. Now that it is said that the prince is just a good name, Chen Ziyuan is more like a pet raised by the emperor, if there is any change, he will be killed at any time.

His life was far more tense and cumbersome than others looked, and as soon as Chen Ziyuan raised his head, a dark shadow flashed in the courtyard of his mansion.

Naturally, thieves can't get in the prince's mansion, and those who can get in are people that the prince can't control.

Chen Ziyuan smiled a few times and walked out.

He was going to see someone, that person was recuperating from his injuries, and it was not convenient for Chen Ziyuan to see him in formal clothes. So he put on a very simple outfit for going out, and the people who followed him changed from a dozen to a few to none at all.

Chen Ziyuan wants to meet this person in person.

Without the subordinates who shouted at passers-by, and without the gorgeous sedan chairs, Chen Ziyuan walked on the street like ordinary people—except for the very gorgeous gown.

It was snowing outside, and the snow was not heavy, and it was very nice to be blown by the wind.

The streets are bustling every day, unless it's extremely bad weather that makes it difficult to get out. Although it was winter, it was snowing, but it was not too heavy and did not affect anything. Poor people refuse to give up their time every day, and trade their hard work for a little food. Merchants who come and go will not miss any of the gastronomic specialties along the way, and come out to wander around. The rich men, who were full of the smell of gold and silver, took advantage of this time to take their subordinates out to show off their might, so that the poor people could see how rich they were.

After staying on such a street for a long time, it is inevitable that he will have a headache, and Chen Ziyuan stood for a long time, and his head became more and more uncomfortable. Finally, a figure walked out.

Chen Ziyuan looked at the figure of that person, very much like the person he was waiting for. But when the man walked in, he found that it wasn't.

It was a man who sold paintings, young and well-dressed, dressed neatly and neatly with a decent face, and looked very energetic.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a large number of painting scrolls in his hands and came to inquire, Chen Ziyuan would never have believed that he was selling paintings. With such a costume and such an momentum, he looks like a reader who has been studying for many years, how could a scholar come out to sell paintings at this time?

The snowflakes floated lightly on that person's head, he didn't care at all, but he cared about his paintings, and when he talked to Chen Ziyuan, he carefully brushed off the snow on the paintings several times.

"How did you come up with the idea of selling paintings in front of me?" Chen Ziyuan interrupted the person's introduction to the painting and asked.

"Childe looks extraordinary, he must have money but he is not like those rich people who suffer in their hearts, he will definitely like my paintings, so he came to persuade him." The man said.

"Haha," Hearing this answer, Chen Ziyuan laughed and said, "You answer my question again, if you answer well, I will want all of your paintings." ”

"Childe, excuse me."

"If a prince wants to take over the Tang Dynasty, what should he do?" Chen Ziyuan asked.

The man was obviously stunned when he heard this question, and his face turned a little pale for a moment. After a while, the man said lightly:

"If you want to defend a country, it is even more difficult. If a person who has no city government sits on the country, this country may have been taken away long ago. Now that the Tang Dynasty is politically stable, the emperor relies on the people's heart. Those who win the hearts of the people can win the world, and even if someone wants to rebel one day, they will definitely be attacked by the people. If a prince wants to seize the country, he must first win the hearts of the people and let the people know that the prince can live a better life after taking power. This is the first step, and then it is necessary to gather ministers and surrender military power, and it is difficult to describe in detail for a while. ”

Chen Ziyuan laughed after hearing this, and said: "That's right, since ancient times, there has always been an important link in the usurper, that is, the people's will, without the people's will, even if they can fight the country, they will not be able to sit on the throne." ”

After that, Chen Ziyuan made a gesture at him, motioned for the man to come, and said softly: "You have learned well, and you can be around me in the future." ”

The man was stunned when he heard this, his hand trembled, and the painting fell to the ground.

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