Standing on a luxurious bronze chariot, Eshizikun roamed the most prosperous street market in Echeng in a dashing manner. The early winter sun shone warmly on him, and the voices of the common people were constantly praising him.

"Look! That's our prince, thanks to him, the price of salt in our Echeng has dropped."

"Isn't it? In those two months, the price of salt soared, and the salt shops in the city were smashed and robbed, and several heads could not be stopped. There was no salt to eat at home, and the women and children were swollen, and they couldn't walk. It's hard to look back on!"

"yes, yes! Our son can be literate and martial, and he has made the first effort to destroy the country, but I didn't expect to be so capable on the road to dredging commerce, what a genius from heaven! It is a blessing to the people of my country to have such a prince!"

Since the return of Ekun, such words can be heard every time he travels, which makes the servants in the prince's mansion have more face when they come and go, and their heads are held high. The more his reputation is publicized, the more low-key he has to be, the more he has to be a man with his tail between his legs, and he looks like a valley, which is really uncomfortable.

The car slowly drove into the general's mansion, and the car descended steadily, taking a sturdy step straight into this quaint mansion. As soon as he stepped into the threshold, he saw a middle-aged man with a slightly dark beard and a beard coming forward to salute and said, "The prince of the world has come to the cold house, and Ejun has missed the welcome, and he is guilty of sin!"

E Kun stepped forward to help him up and said, "Why does uncle need to be so polite? It was a little nephew who was abruptly disturbing."

This person in charge of the Huguo army is the younger brother of the Hou Yufang, named Ejun, so Ekun calls him his uncle. However, the Marquis of Ejun is a good man, and every time he encounters a major expedition, he will personally take charge of the handsome seal, so that although Ejun is in charge of the army, he actually has few opportunities to lead the troops to fight, so it is also a pity.

When the two came to the study, E Jun instructed the maid who had already made the light and tea to retreat, and told the old man to stay at the door, and to refuse any visit, and then sat down solemnly, looking like he was about to talk.

E Kun couldn't hold back a laugh, and hurriedly asked for advice: "The little nephew has just returned from Luoyi, and the situation in the court is not very good, so he specially came to ask his uncle for advice."

E Jun smiled: "Don't pretend to be a boy, don't you just want to ask about the position of the prime minister?"

"Uncle can't hide anything from you."

It turned out that as early as when Ekun was in Luoyi and the commercial war, the soaring price of salt in Echeng caused civil unrest, although it was suppressed by force, but someone had to be responsible for such a big matter, right? The prince is far away in Luoyi, and he is in a critical period, can't he be responsible? So I can only carry this pot by Lao Exiang, and to be honest, I didn't wronged him. All of a sudden, he lost his position, and even his title was downgraded by three levels, and he took half of the fiefdom and returned to his hometown to retire.

The prime minister of a country is the head of a hundred officials and the bull's ear of the ruling government. The vacancy of such an important official position will inevitably cause major adjustments and shocks in the DPRK situation. Generally speaking, one general and one prime minister, one scholar and one martial artist, are the right-hand man of the monarch in governing national affairs. In this matter, the opinion of E Jun, who is the general of the unified army and the brother of the monarch, is very important.

"You kid cares so much, don't you still want to make a country quite right?" E Jun quipped.

"Uncle joked. The prince is the prime minister, although there are some cases, but it is not a rule. Besides, I am young and inexperienced in government affairs. I just heard that Huaiqing made a false appearance, could it be that his father will finally officially appoint him as the minister of state?" E Kun's face was worried, it doesn't matter who is the prime minister, but it must not be that Huaiqing! Who is he? He's the mother-in-law brought over by his stepmother, Mrs. Yi!

At the mention of the name Huaiqing, E Jun snorted with a look of disdain: "That sourman! Relying on a few talents in Jianghan, he floated away, and he didn't do anything practical, he could only talk about a few words of rotten poetry, and a sour smell could be smelled miles away. It's just a concubine who can't get along in Huaiyi, and he married his sister to beg for a living, and he is also worthy of being a minister? Am I no one left?"

"Does Uncle ------- have an idea?" E Kun's eyes lit up, and he was obviously encouraged.

E Jun looked directly at his nephew and said slowly, "I'm going to write a book, and I suggest that you be the first to be the case. Although you are young, you have a very high prestige in the army and among the people, and what you lack is the experience in government affairs, and taking the position of minister of state can just train you to handle court affairs

capabilities. I believe that you will not have any reason to oppose your candidate, whether it is a king or a courtier."

After saying this, E Kun was also eager to try: "If you can really take the phase, the little nephew will naturally gladly accept the order. It's just that that woman is quite favored by her father, but I'm afraid that this matter will not be easy."

"Since I have been entrusted by the Prince, I ought to be faithful and do my best. But the son of the world, I have my own opinions."

"Uncle's Will------"

"These things, the son of the world only does not know."

E Kun bowed solemnly, and said that his uncle should not be embarrassed as appropriate, so he hurried away.

After thinking for a moment, E Jun immediately started. First summoned the main secretary Sima, and ordered him to transcribe a volume of bamboo slips that had written to the Marquis of Hubei to suggest that the prince be the prime minister, and handed it over to the military commander Sima to send it to the Hubei army camp to echo with the Gao Jue general. As soon as he gave the order, E Jun immediately boarded a chariot and went to contact the clan relatives.

In the inner dormitory of the Egong Palace, a plump and fair-skinned noble woman listened to the whispers of the attendant, and angrily slapped the case: "What a Ejun, he actually wants to take the prince as the prime minister!"

This "snap" startled a middle-aged and slender man with a long beard sitting opposite the case, and asked, "Sister, isn't E Kun the son of the world?" What can be a phase? Didn't you hear me wrong?"

"It is not without precedent that the son of the world is the same. What's more, when E Kun returned from dredging the salt road, he thought that he was a great achievement, and the people of the government and the opposition praised him continuously, if E Jun was in charge of the army, on behalf of the military forces, he would definitely support him as a ------" Mrs. Yi looked worried: "Brother, I'm afraid we really can't stop it!"

"Wouldn't it? Your Excellency loves you and Chong'er the most, how can this be?" Huaiqing looked incredulous: "Your Majesty has already made me a fake! The truth is one step away, if this is really -------, how can your brother have the face to continue to gain a foothold in this country in the future?"

"Brother's words, is it just that the strange girl doesn't do her best?" Mrs. Yi stood up angrily and left the table: "You don't know your lordship, although he dotes on me and Chong'er, but in state affairs, he has a clear distinction between public and private, and will not be biased. It seems that my brother's pretense will not be able to do so."

"Sister, this country is quite unkind to your brother, but if you lose this face, you will never get it back!" Huaiqing shouted unwillingly: "If you knew this was the case, you shouldn't have arched me on this shelf to roast." After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"You're ------- a sour! I only care about your face." Mrs. Yi yelled at his back.