"Lu Xiangchen ······"

"······ Chenda"

Under the guidance of the forbidden Lang Guan, he walked into the Weiyang Palace, stepped into the Xuanshu Palace, and was about to kneel down to pay respects, but when he saw the scene in the Xuanshu Hall at this moment, he couldn't help but stop singing.

Because at this moment, within the scope of Uncle Tian's eyes, something that was originally ordinary, but because it appeared in the Xuanshu Palace, it made people feel inexplicably frightened······

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty······"

Uncle Tian's subconscious murmur did not attract anyone's attention;

The Lang official on the side seemed to have been instructed by the Son of Heaven to target Uncle Tian a long time ago, so he only silently led Uncle Tian to sit down on the banquet on the side of the hall.

It was only at this time that the whole picture of the Xuanshu Hall finally came into Uncle Tian's field of vision.

- Shaofuqing Xiao Sheng, kneeling tremblingly in the hall, with his hands propped up in front of him, maintaining a posture that seemed to be about to kowtow, or wanted to get up after kowtowing;

As for Tianzi Qi and Prince Sheng's father and son, they all sat on the top, but they did not sit on the royal couch, nor did they face Xiao Sheng and Uncle Tian in the hall.

On the side of the couch, the palace people set up a feast for two sides facing each other, only one step apart;

The father and son were separated by this step and sat down on the banquet on both sides, facing Xiao Sheng and Uncle Tian in the hall.

Between the banquet where the father and son were located, there was a wooden table;

With the alternating hands of the father and son, the black and white chess pieces made a crisp 'click' sound on the wooden table with carved lines······

"The title of Shaofu~"

"Hmmm······"

I don't know how long it took, and the chess table next to the royal couch finally sounded the low and implicit cold voice of the Son of Heaven.

"I remember Shaofu, it's Xiao Xiangguo's great-grandson, right?"

"Hmm······"

"Count it down, from the end of the text Marquis Xiao Xiangguo, the mourning Marquis Xiao Lu (son), Mrs. Hou Tong (wife), to the Marquis Xiao Yan (son), Yang Marquis Xiao Yi (grandson);"

"And then to Wuyang Hou Xiao Ze (Sun), Xiao Jia (Sun) after Yimai ······"

"——However, in just over 40 years, four generations of ancestors and grandchildren, Xiao Xiangguo's Marquis title has been passed on to my Han family seven times;"

"When you go to Shaofu, you should already be the eighth 'Marquis'?"

···

Syllable!

After the words of the Son of Heaven fell, there was a brief silence in the Xuanshu Palace.

It wasn't until Tianzi Qi dropped the chess pieces in his hand that a crisp sound finally scattered Xiao Sheng and pulled him back to the Xuanshu Hall in front of him.

- Xiao Sheng is not distracted;

But at that moment, Xiao Sheng's mood was inexplicably pulled back to the past decades ago, when Liu Han founded the country and the world was in ruins.

About 50 years ago, Xiao Sheng's great-grandfather and Liu Hansheji's founding prime minister: Xiao He, also stopped here.

Xiao Sheng could also clearly 'see' Taizu Gao Emperor Liu Bang, who was standing beside his great-grandfather with an angry face.

"The world has been in strife for hundreds of years, and this is just peaceful, and Kanto has not even been peaceful yet!"

"I don't know how many people suffer from hunger and cold because they can't afford to eat the 8,000 yuan and one stone of food!"

"When I was the emperor, I was already walking on thin ice, trembling!"

"Xiangguo is building a lot of construction and increasing expenses, is it so that I have no face to sit on the throne?!"

"I don't have any virtue in the first place, and Xiangguo did this, didn't it make my already shallow virtue even more shallow!!"

Standing in the main hall of the Xuanshu with Longshou Mountain as the foundation and towering in the clouds, Liu Bang, the emperor of Taizu Gao, let out an angry cry.

In the face of the founding monarch's thunderous anger, Xiao He did not have the slightest fear, just bent down with a smile and bowed his hand to Emperor Taizu Gao.

"If it's not magnificent, it's not mighty."

···

"If you are not magnificent, you cannot stand ······"

In his heart, he whispered this sentence from the mouth of his great-ancestor Xiao He, which has now spread all over the world, and Xiao Sheng also seemed to have finally mustered up the courage to raise his deeply buried head slightly.

But with the sound of 'pop' - another sound of falling children resounded in the hall, Xiao Sheng just mustered up a little courage, and it immediately disappeared.

This time, it was Liu Sheng's turn······

"Eh, Xia Finch~"

"Before Lonely, did you explain something to you?"

"Hmm······"

"How do you remember, it seems to be a matter of money······

seemed to be saying it to Xia Que, and muttered a few times as if he was talking to himself, but Liu Sheng didn't raise his head, only lowered his head slightly, and looked at the chess game in front of him without squinting.

Liu Sheng 'asked casually', and Xia Que, who was standing behind Liu Sheng's side, was naturally not sure to answer casually.

Even if he had been mentally prepared for this question, Xia Que still carefully recalled and worded it, and only then did he bend his already hunched waist a little more.

"Words back to Your Highness;"

"His Royal Highness told the slave before, go to Chang'an City to find a clay fan, and see if he can make a money fan who melts and casts four baht coins."

"It's already summer and June······"

"-Oh~"

"—yes;"

"—It's more than two, almost three months ago."

Still staring at the chessboard in front of him, frowning and pondering the direction of the chess game, Liu Sheng did not forget to continue to ask 'casually': "How~"

"That craftsman, can you make a new four-baht money fan~"

"Even if you can't do it, you have to give a letter as soon as possible······"

"Huh?"

When he said this last sentence, Liu Sheng's eyes were no longer locked on the chessboard in front of him.

Instead, he turned sideways slightly, making a posture that seemed to be turning over to ask Xia Finch;

Only that meaningful gaze quietly sprinkled towards Xiao Sheng, the young mansion kneeling in the hall, with Liu Sheng's head slightly sideways······

"Back to Your Highness;"

"That Qian Fan has already been made······"

···

As early as in Liu Sheng's mouth, when he said the sentence 'If you can't do it, you have to give a quasi-letter', Xiao Sheng's raised forehead has already begun to bow down;

When the little eunuch Xia Que said the next sentence, 'Qian Fan has been done', Xiao Sheng finally kowtowed like ashes.

- Xiao Sheng, waiting for the sanction of fate;

But the chess game between the Son of Heaven and the crown prince to win the father and son is far from over······

"Oh?"

"Done so quickly?"

"Don't just take an old money fan to fool people, right?"

"—Your Highness, have you forgotten?"

"——On that day, the king of Linjiang asked about this matter in the palace, and His Royal Highness also sent a slave to fetch the money and show it to the king of Linjiang······"

"Oh~"

"Seems to be the case······"

After a thoughtful word, he finally turned his body kneeling in front of the chessboard slightly.

As Liu Sheng's body turned, the natural smile on Liu Sheng's face was also quietly removed.

"It should cost a lot to do it so quickly, right?"

"That craftsman, when there are also a lot of helpers?"

As soon as Liu Sheng's words fell, Xia Que on the side was busy and bent down again.

"The materials and utensils needed to make the money fan were all made by the craftsman himself."

"Look at the craftsman······"

"Well, it's not like a very old person, even if there are apprentices, there are no more than three or five people."

"From beginning to end, the slave only gave the craftsman seven thousand dollars, and a month's time······"

···

"The craftsman also said: This is because this money fan is not the same as the past four-baht money model, and it is a little more complicated."

"If it's just an ordinary four-baht coin, it's enough to ······ half the time."

Listening to Xia Que's eunuch's unique feminine voice, Uncle Tian, who had been watching from the side of the hall, finally vaguely realized something.

At the top, in front of the chessboard on the side of the imperial couch, Liu Sheng only looked at Shaofu Xiao Sheng, but asked Xia Que a few questions;

After asking the question, Liu Sheng glanced at Xiao Sheng deeply, then shook his head and sighed and turned around, drawing his attention back to the chessboard.

On his lips, Liu Sheng still didn't forget to let out the last 'murmur'.

"Hey;"

"That's weird."

"——A random craftsman with no name, with three or five apprentices and a cost of seven thousand yuan, made a new four-baht model in less than a month."

"On the contrary, it is Shaofu, which brings together all the famous craftsmen in the world, and has inexhaustible money and property;"

"I have been explaining what I have been doing for more than half a year, but I still haven't taken care of it?"

Syllable.

With Liu Sheng's words, Liu Sheng's chess pieces sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger also fell at the same time.

It was at this time that the father and son, who were playing against Shaofu Xiao Sheng and Uncle Lu Xiangtian, finally had the first dialogue.

"Eh, Father."

"This problem of redundancy and laziness in Shaofu has only happened in the past few years, right?"

"I haven't heard that when Emperor Xian was the emperor, Emperor Taizong explained that he had been delayed by Shaofu for so long?"

Hearing Liu Sheng's somewhat casual words, Uncle Tian only widened his eyes slightly with surprise!

That's the Son of Heaven!

But in the past, in Chang'an, the prince Qi who was known as 'the eyes must be repaid', and now the son of Han Tianzi!

Especially at this moment, between the father and son, there is still a chessboard full of chess pieces!

"It's only been less than two years since I left Chang'an, and Your Majesty's temperament has already become so gentle?"

"It's still between His Majesty and the Crown Prince, it's really close to the point that ······"

While Uncle Tian was secretly thinking, Tianzi Qi, who was kneeling in front of the chessboard with a pleasant face and was concentrating on the chess game, finally reacted.

It's just that this reaction, what Uncle Hetian expected, or the Tianzi Qi in his memory, is really a bit like the two of them.

"Hmm~"

"This matter, the prince will take care of it;"

"It's rare for someone to play against me, I'm really reluctant to be distracted~"

"Hey······ hey"

If he said this, Tianzi Qi really lowered his head, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and threw himself into the chess game in front of him with great interest.

It was precisely the seemingly random perversion of Tianzi Qi that made Xiao Sheng, who knelt and kowtowed in the hall, and Uncle Tian, who was 'secretly observing' on the side, involuntarily lift their heartstrings.

- Xiao Sheng, it's Jiuqing.

Even if you put aside the background of Xiao Sheng's "Xiao He's great-grandson", the identity of Jiuqing alone is already within the scope of 'not dishonoring each other'.

In short: in today's Han family, if you have reached the level of Xiao Sheng as an official, it is no longer just anyone who can convict Xiao Sheng.

- In today's Han Dynasty, the upper limit of what county-level units can convict is those whose titles are below the rank of public passenger (eighth grade), excluding public passengers.

Because of the public ride and above, it no longer belongs to ordinary people, but can already be counted as a small half official.

The so-called public car, in its simplest sense, is a person who can take the official bus.

At least before the first emperor adopted Chao's wrong proposal and used his hand to 'lose millet and donate the lord' to make the Qin 20-level military industry lord rotten on the street······

This is the case for county-level units, and the right to convict county-level units is not much higher than that of county-level units.

After all, what can be handled generally will be handled at the county level;

If the local government can't handle it, it's often difficult for the county guard to deal with it.

- Counties and counties.

Counties and counties, to put it bluntly, county-level units are, in a sense, high-end version of county-level units.

If you really encounter a hot potato with a monstrous background and 2,000 stones that cannot be cured, whether it is a county or a county, you can only send it to Chang'an Tingwei.

When he arrived at Tingwei, there were obviously a lot more people and things he could handle.

- Except for the noble felons above the rank of marquis and above, the nobles who deserve to be sentenced to death, and the royal family born with a golden key, the court lieutenant needs to ask for instructions, and the court lieutenant can handle most other situations independently.

The reason why it is "the vast majority" rather than "all" is precisely because of the existence of officials at the level of Jiuqing and above like Xiao Sheng······

"Emperor Taizong once had a system: the general will not be humiliated, and Xu Gongqing will not bear the torture instrument and not sit on the death penalty."

"Shaofu is the queen of the Yuan Dynasty again - the bloodline heir of Xiao He Xiangguo, the final marquis of Yuwen."

"The body of the lonely prince and the prince did not dare to speak of 'disposal'······"

As he said this, Liu Sheng did not forget to raise his head slightly, and smiled slightly at his father Liu Qi in front of him.

Putting on a posture of 'Father and Son of Heaven', Liu Shengcai sighed leisurely;

The chess pieces in his hand also landed on the chessboard in front of him for the last time.

Syllable;

"Wuyang Hou, go home."

"From now on, don't tell others that you are the heir of the Marquis of Yuwen;"

"Don't talk about your title of Marquis of Wuyang, it's to continue the incense for the Marquis of Yuwen."

"Come to think of it, Xiao Xiangguo has a spirit in the sky, and he can't afford to lose this person······"

···

"-Minister, the Xie family is ······"

"-Minister, Your Majesty Xie·········"

Seeing Xiao Sheng kowtow to himself and the father in front of him again, and then stand up with a dead face, Liu Sheng's heart only flashed a trace of unbearability.

But this fleeting soft-heartedness became the last wooden nail that nailed Xiao Sheng's coffin board at the moment when Xiao Sheng was about to step out of the palace door······

"Lonely with the Marquis of Wuyang, there is an old;"

"I won't let Tingwei come to the door, and let Wuyang Hou lose face."

"This decency, Marquis Wuyang, must not be ······"

"Alas······"

"-Let's go~"

"Go for it·········"

(End of chapter)