The courtyard of the deep house, which is finely carved, hides all the unknown secrets within the high walls, every brick and tile is the royal nobility, together with the stone lions at the entrance of the house are particularly solemn and fierce, the gate is closed, the door is even the ordinary guard is not served, the street opposite the main gate is also deserted, and occasionally pedestrians pass by and avoid it, as if they will be contaminated with unclean bad luck if they are close to some.

Three years ago, it used to be a crowded city, but three years later, it is not even as brilliant as the mansion of a popular person. But the master who was in it was not depressed, and he could strategize even if he didn't go out of the house. Chu Ze has been closed since the purge of the power in the court, and the emperor does not restrict his actions, but Chu Ze is like a different person, unless he wants to enter the palace to greet the concubine, or there is a banquet in the palace to attend, otherwise he is like an invisible person in the palace, and after a long time, many ministers of the court and the central government have ignored the existence of such a prince who was once extremely prosperous.

However, there are also some people who have not forgotten Chu Ze, there is the mother family of the concubine, there are the forces left behind by the purge, and he seems to ignore the government and think about it behind closed doors, but in fact secretly supports the new batch of senior members of the DPRK and China.

Although he looks at the bad momentum now, he has not dared to ignore the people of the concubine's mother's family over the years, it is how many years of accumulation, it is not a foundation that can be shaken overnight, even if it is the emperor, before he really wants to do anything to them, he must consider the possible consequences and immeasurable losses in advance.

Chu Ze reversed his previous impatient and aggressive temperament, and the precipitation of the past three years made him more aware of the situation. Back then, he fell into the trap of his biological father and didn't know it, but now, the emperor's body is not as good as a year. The struggle between this son and Lao Tzu is not necessarily who wins and who loses!

However, at present, he is more concerned about other things, all these years of forbearance is just to hit with one blow, if the momentum of progress is damaged by Bai Lou, wouldn't it be a bad thing, so he focused on investigating Bai Lou, and the people sent out sent the news back one by one. Summarize it to him.

Thick eyebrows frowned slightly, Chu Ze took the note of the news and slowly crumbled it into a ball, his eyes darkened a little. Turning around and listening to the ringing in his ears, he came back to his senses, made up his mind, walked behind the screen, and held down the vase placed in the corner and slowly rotated. A secret door opened.

There was a candle flame shining through. But he didn't hear the voice, Chu Ze paused, judging that no other sound came, before entering the secret passage, turning around, and carefully covering the secret door.

The dark passage is not deep, and at the beginning it can only allow one person to pass, but the further you go, the more you go inside. The more open it is, the more candles burn on the walls on both sides of the end, it will only illuminate the path below. Finally, it stopped at a room, like the furnishings of a study, but there was not too much decoration, only a few chairs and a round table carved with red sandalwood.

Correspondingly, there is another passage on the right hand, which looks extremely deep, but I don't know where it leads, Chu Ze saw clearly the person sitting at the table, and slightly increased his steps, the person immediately got up and turned around, and saluted respectfully, it was the etiquette for the subordinates to see the master, and he did not hesitate.

"The minister has seen His Highness."

"You came quickly, this king just sent someone to deliver a message to you, and you came, is there nothing to deal with in the court?" Chu Ze raised his hand with a smile, signaled him to excuse himself, sat on the side, and asked softly, although he was unintentional, he didn't dare to slack off in the ears of the people who came.

"The minister rushed to the news of His Highness as soon as he got the news, His Highness's order, the minister did not dare to take it lightly, everything was stable in the court, and there was nothing tricky."

"That's good, my father values you, so I naturally want to give you a lot of thanks, you still have to focus on the affairs of the court, this king's side, and others, there is no need to be so careful, if it makes my father unhappy, it will go against our original intention." Chu Ze paused before continuing, "You haven't been noticed recently, what's wrong, right?" ”

"Yes, please rest assured, Your Highness." The person who came replied respectfully, there was no humility in standing on the side with a straight back, but Chu Ze didn't care about this, and nodded after listening to the words.

"You have always done things without leakage, otherwise how could my father value it so much, and hand over the dragon guard to you to lead, I naturally trust your means." As soon as Chu Ze's words fell, the body stiffened slightly, but it recovered in an instant.

"Your Highness has won the prize."

"Ziyu, you and I have grown up in the palace of the mother concubine since childhood, and the mother concubine has been fortunate to raise you for a few years, this sentiment is naturally different from others, I just can't trust others, but I can also trust you."

Qi Ziyu's face was half lowered, and he couldn't see his current expression clearly, but his eyes were lowered and stared at the ground without moving, and his mouth was still coping appropriately.

"The minister didn't dare, the concubine was pitiful back then, so she allowed the minister to be raised under the knees of the concubine, and he didn't dare to compare with His Royal Highness."

"You, why have you become more and more rusty in talking over the years, forget it, there are important things for you to do this time." Chu Ze was helpless by his lukewarm attitude, so he had to change the subject.

"Your Highness, please." Qi Ziyu still looks so plain, full of respect.

"White House." Chu Ze didn't mean to hide it tactfully, and went straight to the point, "Bai Lou has been too conspicuous recently, and the spies sent by this king said that Bai Lou is afraid that he will meddle in the affairs of the imperial court, and I want you to check it out." ”

"What does His Highness mean ......" Qi Ziyu was startled when he only heard the words Bai Lou, and the scar in his heart that could not be healed was faintly painful, but he suppressed himself, as if he was self-hypnotic, and warned that the time was not yet right, and he couldn't go and take her back now.

"This king wants you to break into the White Mansion, I heard that my father intends to eradicate the White Mansion, if you automatically ask Ying to investigate secretly, it will not cause any misunderstanding, and isn't this the duty of Long Wei!" Chu Ze didn't give Qi Ziyu too much opportunity to think about it, and said bluntly.

"Although the Holy Lord has intentions, but he has not succeeded several times, I rushed forward, it will arouse suspicion, what is the way for His Highness." Qi Ziyu knew that he couldn't get rid of it, so he had no choice but to return the problem to Chu Ze.

"If the White Mansion wants to cleanse the forces on the rivers and lakes, it is bound to attack some sects, and it is not difficult for you to sneak in in advance, and then enter the White Mansion as a prisoner." Chu Ze had already thought of a countermeasure, and gently raised his eyes to look at Qi Ziyu, this is the helper he has been showing favor over the years, he knew that Qi Ziyu's identity was not simple, otherwise he would not have repeatedly sent killers under the cliff to try to chase and kill, but fortunately, this hidden chess piece was obtained by him, Chu Ze thought about it, if it was won by the seventh or thirteenth old, wouldn't it be a major loss. (To be continued......)