When I arrived at the palace, it was already noon, and I was dizzy at the end of the day.

With the emperor's token, it was easy to enter, and there was almost no change in the palace except for the fallen leaves.

There is no place for me in the palace yet, so I still go back to Mu Han's palace to rest.

I slept until dusk, changed into ordinary clothes, put on a veil and prepared for the carriage to go to Zuo Xiangfu. The Zuo Xiang's mansion is not far from the palace, and it is extremely luxurious, covering an area of almost two Prince Xuan's mansions.

My aunt said that Zuo Xiang didn't know that I was Emperor Dexin, but he knew that Emperor Ji was in the palace.

The subordinate led me in, and I actually needed to take a carriage to reach the hall in the mansion, which shows how much private wealth Zuo Xiang has collected privately over the years.

Towering trees, Qionghua peonies, obviously autumn, the flowers in the yard are not declining, walk into the fairyland, there are countless pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and flowing water are like waterfalls, just the place where the diners and strategists in the house live are better than the top houses of the inn.

Zuo is much younger than I imagined, that is, a middle-aged man in his forties who is slightly fat, looks very friendly, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, and must have been a handsome man when he was a teenager, I thought it would be gray hair, a long beard, and a scheming appearance.

"The one who came to deliver the letter was actually a little palace maid." He glanced at me, opened the letter and burned it.

I know that the letter basically said that Bei Yuliang also didn't want to come back, and let Zuo Xiang manage the government for a few days.

Bei Yuliang just wanted to test Zuo Xiang, firstly, to see if he really had the ambition to seize the throne, and secondly, to create an image of himself as not doing his job properly to make him relax his vigilance, a good plan to kill two birds with one stone.

I asked me to send the letter just to show that Bei Yuliang also attaches importance to the government.

"Alright, you can go back." He waved his hand, rubbing his forehead as if he had a headache.

I saluted and exited the hall.

The bachelor at the door met me, I smiled, and he bowed his head and passed by.

After leaving the Zuo Prime Minister's mansion, he changed into men's clothes in the ready-to-wear shop and tied his hair with a crown. The scar on the left side of his face was too conspicuous, so he took out the liquid from his pocket and rubbed it on his cheek, and the brown scab turned into liquid and fell off, and there was a slight stinging sensation. Wash your face with water, raise your head, water droplets hang on your eyelashes, and your skin is like porcelain.

It seems that the decalamus is not only able to regenerate muscles and bones, but also to make all skin like coagulated fat.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Looks, it's a really wonderful thing.

The teahouse is elegant, the tea is fragrant and leisurely, the guqin is played leisurely, and the potted pines and cypresses add color.

I haven't been so leisurely for a long time, and it's been nearly ten years since I last came to the teahouse.

The shopkeeper made a cup of jasmine tea, the white flower bones floated and fell in the hot water, and the warm heat was like white smoke.

The fingers draw circles back and forth on the rim of the cup, and the tips of the fingers are also contaminated with moisture.

The curtain rolled, and a person came in, sitting opposite, with a complicated expression.

"Master Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" I pushed another cup of jasmine tea over.

He glanced at it and said, "If the princess has something to say, just say it, don't be rigid in courtesy." ”

"Master Li, I'm Liu Gongzi now, be careful that the wall has ears." I didn't hesitate, he sighed and took a sip of tea. "Liu Changmo's three-foot letter, was it you who instigated it?"

He smiled, a little embarrassed, "It's not very elegant to say it's instigation." He already had the heart to go above the left phase and make a great contribution, but I just added fuel to the fire. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Not so clear." He looked around and made sure that there was no one to say: "The cabinet can't make ends meet, and recently a large number of troops have been raising and training soldiers, and the old pavilion master wants to cooperate with Zuo Xiang to support the army in Liangxi with his financial resources." ”

Joke, what a shrewd person Zuo Xiang is, cooperation is simply a cover, I'm afraid he wants to explore the remnants of the previous dynasty in Liangxi. "Zuo Xiang is the founding father, although Bei Yuliang is also ostensibly a puppet emperor, but in fact he secretly cultivates his own forces, Beiyan mostly relies on Zuo Xiang's support, if we can help Bei Yuliang also bring down Zuo Xiang, Beiyan will have less support power, and gain Bei Yuliangyi's trust, and then destroy it in one fell swoop."

He pondered for a long time, weighing the pros and cons. "That's a good point, but I still need to discuss it with the old pavilion master, the Nine Emperor Princes."

The tea is a little cold, Xiao Er came up and added water with a long-spout pot, and then tasted it, the tea taste is light, if you add it again, it is tasteless, this is tea.

"Xin Li, the ninth prince, is only fifteen this year, he grew up in the pavilion since he was a child, he doesn't understand the unpredictability of people's hearts, his aunt is purple, she has abdicated, and I am the presiding officer of most things in the cabinet.

His face was pale and nervous, and I looked out the window, where the people were living and working in peace and contentment, and the streets were disturbing.

"Princess ......"

"Master Lee." I raised my voice, "Tang has a martial emperor, inheriting the Taiping and opening the Yuan, and the world is happy, isn't it?" ”

I have seen all the human feelings, and I will not pay for anyone, only the right will not abandon me, betray me, only the right can protect myself, this world, I Liu Sujin, fight.

He opened his mouth and didn't speak.

"I know that Lord Li is not interested in money, but with Lord Li's talent and learning, he is worthy of the position of prime minister."

"The princess is serious, the old man still needs some time to think......" he looked embarrassed.

"Don't be in a hurry, Master Li thinks slowly." I drank all the water from the cup.

After ordering some pastries, he was already in a trance.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps downstairs, and a group of people came up, led by a man in a fancy costume, with an average appearance and a lot of momentum.

He said angrily to a young man drinking tea outside the door: "Xiao Liqian, have you never been a young master? ”

After hearing this, I almost squirted out a mouthful of hot tea, but I finally held back. Didn't you feel that the wind of broken sleeves was so prevalent when you didn't leave the palace gate for a long time?

The tea-drinking boy opened his big deer-like eyes and replied, "I like girls." ”

At this moment, I really couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of water sprayed on Lord Li's face.

He wiped his face with his sleeve and replied: "That gentleman in a gorgeous costume is the nephew of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and he only likes men and dislikes women, which is already a well-known thing. ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu is Ruxue's father, so this man with broken sleeves is Ruxue's brother?

"You talk nonsense! You obviously admire King Yongyi! The boy in the costume stomped his feet angrily.

My mind has drawn the rough face of King Yongyi, what kind of chaotic relationship is this......

The farce finally ended with the boy named Xiao Liqian leaving, looking at the dusk in the west, it was time for me to leave, in order to prevent people's eyes, Master Li walked for half an hour before I dared to leave.

In the private room, she changed back into women's clothes, applied the liquid medicine to her cheeks, and after it dried, she returned to her scarred appearance, covered with a veil, and the person in the mirror was still a humble and ugly little palace maid.