East Palace, main hall.

The crown prince Li Chongjun came to see his father, the crown prince Li Xian, as usual.

He was distracted all the way, and his steps were wandering, as if he were sleepwalking.

Wu Chongmin wants to help him, there are two obstacles, which must be eliminated in advance, Liang Wang Wu thinks twice, because of Yan Zexian's matter, he has already offended and died, it can be ruled out, and the rest is the person he is about to see.

Thinking of what he was about to do, his body was cold and hot, and his mind was like mush, bubbling and bubbling.

I don't know how many times I have calculated the pros and cons.

Li Xian is not dead, his sin of concealing his illness cannot be covered up, and if others don't say it, Wu Sansi will definitely not let go of this handle, then he will not be far from death.

Li Xian is dead, if he does not have the support of the power policy, then the benefit will be the uncle Li Dan who has always been a thief and covets the throne.

There is also Li Bao'er, who hates him to the bone, she is an unexpected help in Wu Chongmin's mouth, the two teamed up for a short time and humiliated Wu Sansi, which does not mean that she will stop her ambitions.

In contrast, Li Chongfu's threat is even smaller, his backer two brothers, at the peak moment of the court, flashed by, and under a series of rhythmic suppression by Quan Ce, he could only ban the palace and take a defensive position.

There is also that little thing, Li Chongmao, who seems to be insignificant, but it is the spare tire that all forces are optimistic about, and he can stand up to replace him at any time without any side effects.

Li Chongjun's body shook, his head was a little dizzy, he stood unsteadily, and leaned on the pillar on the side to slow down.

He has too many enemies.

Without a strong support force, he will definitely not be able to defend this East Palace, and if he can't defend the East Palace, he will have no way to live.

Speaking of strength, is there anyone in the DPRK and China who can compare with Quan Ce?

Leaving Wu Chongmin in Shendu, let him stumble, and let Wu Sansi be discouraged.

If you don't become a friend, you will be an enemy, and he knows very well that in the court of his imperial grandmother, there is only one way to go.

By making Quan Ji an enemy, he will only die faster.

He, is there any other choice?

"Your Highness......" Behind him, Cui Xian called softly.

Li Chongjun shuddered violently, coughed clearly, and tried to maintain the calm and decent appearance of His Royal Highness Taisun, and asked in a dumb voice, "Are you ready?" ”

"Ready" Cui Xian is like a clay tire wooden plastic, if it was usual, she would have stepped forward to support Li Chongjun, but now she just replied woodenly, without a trace of emotion.

Li Chongjun didn't think it was wrong, in fact, he didn't care about these red tape, "Are you sure it works?" ”

"The slave maid asked the folk doctors to test the medicinal properties, and they all said that it had a miraculous effect, and the slave maid divided some of them for the sake of safety, and used them on themselves, and the effect was consistent with what they said" Cui Xian said lightly, as if using a few human lives to do a test, it is no more ordinary.

"Huh? It's okay, it also saves hands and feet" Li Chongjun was surprised for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, not only these people, but also those in the main hall who knew that Li Xian's illness was real, he would not let it go.

"Let's go" After this little episode, Li Chongjun shook his spirits and strode forward.

There was a pungent smell of medicine in the main hall, as well as a strong smell of old people, which was very unpleasant.

With Li Xian's age, this kind of smell will not appear, but it is the sequelae of excessive indulgence and rapid aging of physical functions.

"The child is handsome, meet his father, and say hello to his father"

Li Chongjun came to the couch, bowed down sincerely, and greeted him warmly.

"Huh...... Heh......" Li Xian's throat seemed to be churning, panting, and spitting out words with difficulty, "Son, let Bao'er, Bao'er come to see me......"

"Yes, father, the child will arrange for someone to summon Bao'er later," Li Chongjun responded.

Li Xian's cloudy eyes lit up slightly, "Huh...... Let Chunfang Lu Ting come to see me......"

"Lu Ting?" Li Chongjun thought about it suspiciously, "Father is afraid that he has a bad memory, Lu Ting, the left concubine of Chunfang, has already been released as an official in Longyoudao, and the official vacancy has been vacant, and yesterday, the candidate was decided, and Yan Ze, the grandson of Yan Lide, took over first."

Li Xian squinted, his brain was tired and painful.

"Does the father have anyone to summon, and the child to summon for you? If the father can't remember the person clearly, the child will read it to you, the prince and the prince are Liang Wang Wu Sansi, the prince's guests are Wu Chongxun and Pei Guangting, the prince's left guard rate is Wu Chongmin, and the avant-garde rate is Wu Yanhui......" Li Chongjun was concerned on his face, but he sneered in his heart, and he counted the important positions in the East Palace in his mouth, and almost all of them were changed.

Li Xian was like a monkey who heard the mantra of the hoop, and his head was in unbearable pain, rolling back and forth on the couch, crying out in pain.

After a long time, Li Chongjun stopped, Li Xian slowly calmed down, closed his eyes and didn't look at him, and waved his hand weakly, "Get out, heh...... Speed Roll ......"

"Father must also eat medicine on time, take care of his body, and wait for Bao'er to come to see you" Looking at Li Xian on the bed, Li Chongjun had no sense of guilt, but had a sense of revenge, flashed his snow-white front teeth, and said two sentences, and knelt deeply, and his forehead touched the ground before stopping, "The child retires"

He went out of the main hall, did not leave, and drank tea in the outer room.

After a while, a palace maid entered to serve the medicinal soup, Li Xian drank it all, his eyes quickly became red, and he dragged the palace maid to the couch, and the sound of cracking silk sounded, and the palace maid screamed in pain, and then, the sound became unbearable.

Li Chongjun smiled and praised silently, this drug, the effect is really intimate, so that Li Xian will be happy for two or three days in the end, and die on the bed of conquest, which can make him less condemned by conscience, and can also give a reason to strangle the palace maids who are serving in the main hall of the East Palace.

Li Chongjun covered his ears and walked out of the main hall slowly.

Only then did he return to Chunfang, thinking that he wanted to meet Yan Zexian, the left concubine who was strongly sponsored by Wu Chongmin, when he suddenly heard a rumor outside, and his martial master Song Jing asked to see him.

"What is this old man doing?" Li Chongjun frowned, his literary master Wei Chuhou was driving in Lishan, Chang'an, and the martial master Song Jing immediately changed to the role of literary master, and his teaching of various poetry and etiquette was boring and harsh, disgusting, he was tortured twice, he was fed up, found some excuses, and no longer called him to class.

"Please come in"

Li Chongjun hesitated, but still summoned this martial master who didn't know anything, after all, he was also a heavy minister, and now every bit of help is important to him.

"Your Highness, the old minister is here to explain to His Highness the righteousness of respecting relatives and relatives" Song Jing opened his mouth to come, he had an inexplicable sense of urgency, and always felt that this East Palace seemed to be going in a crooked place, and he should straighten it as soon as possible.

Li Chongjun held his temper and nodded.

"Honor, from the bloodline, so that the bloodline Venerable can get his honorable position......"

"Kissing, from the blood, so that the generations of Mao relatives can be supported by their ......"

Song Jing's mouth is like a river, and he explains the patriarchal system that is different from each other and the young and the young and orderly, thoroughly and clearly.

Li Chongjun had an inexplicable smile on his face, he felt pity for the old man in front of him.

The etiquette is extremely bad, men and women can't take care of it, and the general trend of monarchs and ministers has also been upside down.

Song Jing, it's not easy to live, like a huge irony.

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