"Oh?"

Under Wang Zheyan's frightened gaze, Qi Changrong finally asked the question he didn't want to answer the most: "I remember that Lord Wang is a book, why did Lord Wang come with him?" Could it be that after only two months of leaving, Lord Wang was demoted? ”

“……”

Suddenly, Wang Zheyan looked resentful.

Look, look, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will only say something good and obedient when he asks for something.

Now I don't ask him, the coercion and temptation are gone, and only jokes remain.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has only been away from Beijing for a few months, and he is looking forward to his demotion, how unpredictable people's hearts are.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheyan shook his head in his heart.

wanted to think so, but he didn't dare to express it on his face, and immediately put on a serious look, and replied truthfully:

"His Royal Highness laughed, although Weichen is not very powerful, but he has not been demoted, but during this period of time, the Ministry of Rites has been too leisurely, His Majesty thinks that the Ministry of Rites eats the emperor's food and does not do anything, so let Weichen experience the feeling of 'busy' that has not been seen for a long time."

The more he talked, the more Wang Zheyan couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Is he willing to be idle in the Ministry of Rites?

It is clear that the relationship between the various branches of the royal family is too simple, and His Majesty has not filled the harem over the years, so it has led to the dispensability of their Ministry of Rites.

Seeing Wang Zheyan's face full of grievances, and the desire to say nowhere to say in his eyes, Qi Changrong laughed out loud, Xu noticed that her emotions fluctuated too much, she casually held a folding fan to block it, only revealing a pair of eyes that were crooked like crescents with a smile.

Such a twisted style is placed on her body, but it still doesn't make people feel awkward, but only makes people feel a sense of transparency like a spring breeze.

After laughing, Qi Changrong raised his eyebrows and quipped: "In this way, my father asked Lord Wang to come to the grassland thousands of miles away, which is overkill." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." made a flattered look on his face, but Wang Zheyan kept complaining in his heart.

Isn't it overkill?

I think he has been immersed in the court for more than ten years, and he is a pillar of the imperial court, and he is in a high position as a first-class minister, but he was arranged to do such an inexplicable errand, not only to endure the wind and rain on the road, but also to bear the secret ridicule of his colleagues.

He's so hard.

Unconsciously, a look of despair appeared in Wang Zheyan's eyes.

Seeing that the mouth of the person in front of him was wrong, the corners of Qi Changrong's mouth curved deeper.

Vaguely, she seemed to guess the reason why her father would shoot Wang Zheyan coming.

The father was taking the opportunity to tell her that this person could be absolutely trusted, otherwise, the father would not have sent this person all the way to her.

Putting the folding fan aside, the smile on Qi Changrong's face had already disappeared, and she asked softly: "Wang Qing came from Shangjing, during the time that Gu left, what major events happened in Shangjing?" ”

"Not really."

Hearing this, Wang Zheyan was shocked, subconsciously corrected his attitude, and replied cautiously: "Shangjing is very stable, the courtiers get along harmoniously with the people, and the courtiers' back houses are also very peaceful. ”

This year is probably the calmest year in Shangjing.

It's really because the previous lesson is too big, everyone is afraid that the next person who will be planted in the pit will be themselves, and they are almost full of strength to behave in front of His Majesty, and they do their best to restrain the back house and the heirs.

Shangjing ...... It can be described as calm.

At least, it seems that the kind of thing that has been involved with Shen Grievance has never appeared again.

Speaking of which, Wang Zheyan was once again glad that the members of the family were simple, and they did not raise a gentleman, nor did they raise a wife and concubine who did not have long eyes and liked to make trouble.

After that, Wang Zheyan secretly glanced at the prince of the East Palace, and then retracted his gaze very much, making the appearance of an old god.

In the face of the growing power of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he was really a little frightened, and he didn't dare to look at it directly.

Qi Changrong stroked his eyebrows, and said slowly: "I remember that Wang Qing has an indifferent temperament and has always been low-key in the court, this time, why did he obey his father's order?" ”

"The king has an order, and the minister has to obey."

Wang Zheyan cautiously patted Qi Changrong's fart, and said as calmly as possible: "What's more, it is an honor for Weichen to be able to work for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Seeing people and talking about people, and talking about ghosts is the ability that Wang Zheyan has cultivated in the past two years.

There is no way, the water in the court is too muddy, and people like him who have no strength and don't want to get involved in trouble can only retreat from certain things.

Thankfully, he had been like this before, and he didn't want to get involved in complicated matters, even if he didn't care about himself from time to time, it wouldn't be too surprising.

But now it's a little different.

At least compared to the previous situation when several forces were divided against each other, now the royal family is dominant.

No one dares to jump out and stir up trouble anymore.

The emperor and the crown prince are the only two candidates they want to please.

So at this moment, Wang Zheyan, who is not very good at saying good things, also began to try to pat people's ass.

After all, if nothing happens, after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince inherits the throne in the future, he will still have to live under His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for about ten years.

It is necessary to curry favor with the new master in advance and tie up the relationship.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheyan squeezed out a smile on his face, no matter how ugly his smile was, he hurriedly said: "What His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does is for the country and the people, this is a great virtue and righteousness, even if His Majesty does not specify that he wants the ministers to come, the ministers will definitely take the initiative to ask for help." ”

"Really?" Qi Changrong raised his eyebrows at some point, and he didn't know if he believed what he said.

Hearing such a question, Wang Zheyan nodded more fiercely, and said in an accentuated tone: "Of course. ”

Don't look at him as an official for decades, there has been no mistake in the middle, all because of luck.

In a way, he's funny.

Interested in royalty.

It is precisely this kind of knowledge that can be peaceful with others in the court for many years.

After pausing for a moment, thinking of the troublesome characters who came with the team, Wang Zheyan's eyes were a little more cautious, and his mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, and made a tangled posture.

Seeing him like this, Qi Changrong didn't bother to expose his deliberate pretentiousness, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "If there is anything you want to say, Wang Qing will say it together, don't hesitate so much." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zheyan immediately climbed up the pole: "His Royal Highness the Prince, there is not only one Weichen who came with the team this time, but also one person. ”

Even after many years, this opening remark is still inexplicably familiar, and Qi Changrong almost immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, and his eyes gradually became sharp: "Who?" ”

Under the gaze of the East Palace, Wang Zheyan endured the feeling of numbness in his scalp, took a deep breath, took out the courage to go to the guillotine and said, "It's Prime Minister Zhao's daughter." ”

A short sentence, seven words.

After finishing speaking, Wang Zheyan only felt a headache.

As outsiders, they really don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace has to do with the daughter of Prime Minister Zhao's family.

However, they vaguely knew that in the several major events experienced by His Royal Highness the Prince, almost all of them had Zhao Yueqiu's figure.

More or less, long or short.

Their identities are also the most similar.

Not only him, but almost everyone who knows the inside story thinks that these two people are a couple.

But......

Although I don't want to admit it, His Royal Highness the Prince's expression at this moment really doesn't look like he wants to see his sweetheart, the cold face looks like it's about to freeze, but there is a ...... An inexplicable headache and helplessness.

It seems to be about the same as he is now.

There is a high probability that this Miss Zhao is not the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheyan felt that he had the truth.

Consciously knowing the truth, he didn't dare to breathe, but stood quietly with his head down, hanging his head slightly, and posing as if he didn't dare to do anything.

After a long time, Qi Changrong finally woke up from this flat thunder, she pinched her sore forehead, and then exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"The girl of the Zhao family, did you come secretly?"

"It's not." Wang Zheyan hurriedly explained: "I came by order, this is also His Majesty's will, the holy decree Weichen has brought it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see it?" ”

“…… Need not. ”

Qi Changrong had a headache, an incomparably headache.

She can understand that her father sent a few truckloads of necessities to this deserted city, but she was afraid that she would burn down her body and ruin the Qi family's royal family, but ......

What's the deal with sending a woman?

Obviously, in this world, no one knows her identity better than her father.

It is impossible for her to marry any woman in this world.

"Where's Miss Zhao?"

"Just outside waiting for His Highness's summons."

Wang Zheyan looked at Qi Changrong's expression change, and cautiously added a sentence: "Miss Zhao is very disciplined, and she is worthy of being the daughter of Prime Minister Zhao Cheng." ”

Qi Changrong glanced at him faintly, but he didn't say much.

After a while, she instructed: "Wang Qing is tired from the journey, so let's go down to rest and recuperate first, if there is anything else, it is not too late to talk after the rest." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zheyan immediately retreated with interest.

He clearly knew that the next thing was not for him, a bad old man who was about to turn half a hundred years old, to take care of.

Soon after, Zhao Yueqiu was called in.

The woman in front of her no longer looks like a pampered girl in Beijing, she has changed into a barbarian dress, and her every move has a bit of freedom and ease.

Qi Changrong was a little in a trance.

She couldn't remember what Zhao Yueqiu looked like in her previous life.

But she remembered very well that in her previous life, no courtier's daughter had ever done anything 'deviant'.

In other words, Zhao Yueqiu in the previous life and in this life have embarked on two different paths at all.

Zhao Yueqiu didn't notice Qi Changrong's distraction, and took a few steps forward to make a standard blessing in front of her, and her voice was still as crisp and beautiful as before.

"Yueqiu, I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

When she had finished speaking, she fell to her knees, hung her head and said nothing.