The regent, along with his entourage, hurried away without lunch. Although he was talking and laughing in a certain way, Qu Fang privately felt that there always seemed to be some inexplicable hidden worries in his gentle eyes.

Qu Fang muttered in private, is that dress really so important? Or is it because there are not many people in the Dahong Dynasty who dare to save his face now, and occasionally one appears, which makes him unhappy?

However, in Qu Fang's heart, the people next to him are obviously not very important. What he cared about was that since the regent left, the crown prince had stared at a bowl of tea with heavy eyes, and he had not spoken for a long time.

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong with today's events?" Qu Fang took advantage of the effort to add tea and asked cautiously.

These words pulled Li Cong's thoughts back, his eyes moved away from the tea leaves that had been brewed with a strong color, and he raised his head and said, "Wang Pei or Zhu Xuechen, which one do you think is better?" ”

Qu Fang kept putting away the cups in his hands, and said with a sneer: "Where does the old slave understand this." ”

Seeing Li Cong's bright eyes staring at him, he seemed to be still waiting for an answer. He said again: "But the old slave knows that Lord Zhu Xuechen is your highness. ”

Yes, that's what he's waiting for.

"It's someone from the palace, and you use it to test me, what do you think the regent wants?" Li Cong stood up and paced a few steps, walked to the drawing case where the pen and paper were placed, picked up the wolf hair and dipped it in ink, and drew a stroke on the rice paper.

"This ...... Maybe he was suspicious of His Highness? Qu Fang couldn't think of too many twists and turns, only guessing.

"I was not present when my father Zhu criticized, but it is certain that Li Zhang deliberately made his father choose Zhu Xuechen. Otherwise, there are so many people to be elected, why is there a little-known master Bo Xiaoguan. Zhu Xuechen is useful in the palace, but he has been hiding his edge all these years, just to avoid being implicated and murdered during party disputes. Now Li Zhang has lifted him to the surface, I'm afraid it's to see if the palace will protect him. ”

Qu Fang listened quietly and unfurled the ink on the painting case.

"The palace is biased, and it is not protected. So according to Li Zhang's suspicious temperament, if Wang Pei is not his person, then he will think that Wang Pei also works for the palace. So choose one of the two, who do you think he will let sit in the high position of the country's priest wine? ”

Now that they are secretly investigating, more than half of the six departments are loyal to Li Zhang. If you add Guozijian, it is tantamount to adding wings to the tiger.

"The old slave heard that the two highnesses later chose Wang Pei."

"Hmm," Li Cong's pen in his hand kept moving, and the ink walked by, gradually appearing a majestic picture of distant mountains and near waters. "So," he added, "Wang Pei won't live long." ”

A trace of panic crossed Qu Fang's always calm face, and he hurriedly said: "How can he be a pillar of the country, he is like this, should His Highness take care of it?" ”

Li Cong raised his head, and there was a bottomless mist in his eyes, "It's just that this palace doesn't interfere, if it does, not only Wang Pei won't be able to live, but even his family will be difficult to preserve." ”

Qu Fang lowered her head, her face covered with a layer of unbearability.

Since His Majesty became seriously ill, in the past two or three years, the change of officials in the DPRK and China has been several times faster than in the past. On the surface, they are all promotions, dismissals, and confiscations caused by various reasons, but in fact, most of them are related to party disputes.

The people who tried to protect the blood of the former queen and support His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the beginning are almost dead.

Unexpectedly, even those who do not participate in the party struggle are now involved.

In recent years, the border of the Dahong Dynasty has gradually become unstable, and the situation in the DPRK has been so turbulent, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that the country will be in danger.

"So be it." Li Cong suddenly put down the pen in his hand, picked up the drawing paper and shook it in the wind to dry the ink stains, "You asked Agung to send a competent one, and spread this painting to Wang Pei's study tonight." Whether he can escape to death this time depends on whether he is smart enough. ”

Qu Fang opened her mouth dumbly and peeked at the prince as if she didn't know him.

He wouldn't have been so pitiful to others before, right, but today his mood is so good?

However, saving someone's life is also considered a virtue. Qu Fang hurriedly picked up the slightly wet painting and retreated without stopping.

Putting down the pen and walking out of Zhanghua Palace, Li Cong's expression was a little leisurely that he had not had for a long time. The plum blossoms outside the window bloomed, and he reached into his wide sleeves and pinched them gently.

That thing is still there.

In fact, he didn't have to touch it, he knew it was there.

Although it is not big, it also has a few taels, and sometimes when you lift the sleeves, you can feel a noticeable sense of dragging. Especially now that the weather is warmer and the clothes are thin, you can feel it even more.

This is one of the reasons why he loves the warm season.

"What season do you like?" Li Cong looked up at the plum tree slightly, and asked to himself.

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"Whatever you like, just pick."

This is the Seven Corners Alley, which is close to the Imperial City. In an open space without the shelter of tall buildings, there is the only county lord's mansion of the Daihiro Dynasty.

Since ancient times, only married princesses have been eligible to open a mansion, and it is the first case of a county lord opening a mansion in this dynasty. The people said that this was all because the people who lived here and the lord of Weijun were related to the peace of the southeast border of Dahong. And it is said that now she is just waiting for the county lord to marry, so she will be named a princess as a matter of course.

Zheng Shuwei, the lord of Hewei County, is the daughter of the Zheng family on the southeastern island. It has been ten years since the Zheng family returned to Dahong, and Zheng Shuwei has also lived in Dahong Capital for ten years. In the early years, she grew up in the palace and was raised by the Queen Mother. It was not until he was fourteen years old that he opened a mansion outside.

Zheng Shuwei is 17 years old this year, which is the age of his prime. At this time, she was leaning on the rattan couch in the living room, and the golden steps on the fallen horse bun swayed slightly, talking to the girl in front of her.

The girl in front of her is fourteen or fifteen years old, and she is Su Wei, the second lady of Shangshufu. At this time, Su Wei was standing in front of the open dressing table to try on the delicate jewelry inside, and when she heard Zheng Shuwei say this, she laughed and said: "I just saw the ingenuity of the jewelry that my sister brought back, so I couldn't help but take a closer look." ”

Zheng Shu pursed his lips slightly and said: "The jewelry in the south is also small and exquisite, where can it compare to the magnanimity of the capital?" Let's just talk about gold, they are only used for decoration, and any step shake is light and fluttering, and there is no weight. ”

Su Wei hid the burning heat in the corners of her eyes, covered her mouth and smiled: "My sister is arrogant, and what she wears on weekdays is rewarded by the Queen Mother and the ladies of the palace." It's like a sister, I use the eldest sister and use the rest. ”

Zheng Shuwei heard her mention her sister, moved her body casually, and said lightly: "I really didn't expect that I had only been back to the south for half a year, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would marry your sister into the East Palace." ”

Su Wei raised her eyebrows, hearing the unusual meaning in this.

"It was approved by Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother," she approached Zheng Shuwei, sat on the small pestle in front of the couch, and flattered: "Sister, you have been studying with the prince for seven years, I thought you would marry him." ”

"Who's rare?" Zheng Shu sneered slightly, and after speaking, he approached Su Wei again, and whispered: "I have a gift here, I don't know if you can transfer it to your sister." After all, she was already my sister-in-law. ”

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