"As for the Prince...... The prince is fond of the county lord of Zhaoping, and the king of Jin is cared for by the county lord......

Wu Jian fell to the ground, not daring to speak.

However, Emperor Qingming also understood what he meant.

The crown prince hated the king of Jin, and whether or not this impeachment succeeded would be beneficial to him. Either to suppress the King of Jin, or to suppress the Marquis of Yongping.

But Wu Jian's thinking was still too shallow.

Even if there is no Chen Youning, the crown prince will suppress the king of Jin.

As a prince, it is impossible for him to allow others to overpower him, especially the status of King Jin is special.

Emperor Qingming was noncommittal, and raised his hand to signal Wu Jian to get up.

The little eunuch outside the palace came in to report that King Chengjun had come.

Emperor Qingming said, "Let him in."

The little eunuch promised to step back.

The door of the temple opened, and a handsome middle-aged man walked in.

Both cousins, there are some similarities between King Chengjun and Emperor Qingming, but his appearance is more bright and resolute.

And Emperor Qingming is more gloomy than it.

King Chengjun invited An.

Emperor Qingming asked, "How's it going?"

King Chengjun said in a deep voice, "The ministers visited secretly, and the people at the gate of the city did complain a lot that day, and those who saw a doctor and took medicine have been verified by the ministers to be the people of the villages on the outskirts of Beijing. As for those students, the one who confronted the county lord of Zhaoping was Liao Yuansi of Linzhou, Xie Yuan this autumn."

Emperor Qingming's eyes moved slightly, "Liao Yuansi?"

"Exactly."

Emperor Qingming was deeply impressed by him.

Usually, the test papers of the autumn Xie Yuan in each province will be submitted quickly, and he has a rough idea of the spring of the following year.

Liao Yuansi's incisive insights, side references, and hit the nail on the head. Unlike the rhetoric of others, his advice is extremely pragmatic and erudite.

There are still a few months before the spring, students from all over the world are gradually gathering in the capital, Linzhou is close to the capital, and it is normal for Liao Yuansi to come to the capital often to meet friends.

It's just that he offended King Jin with fierce rhetoric at this time, and he also led the students to denounce it, but it was not a wise move.

Either this person is too strong and doesn't know how to restrain his edge, or he does it deliberately and has a person behind him.

King Chengjun took a piece of paper from his bosom and presented it, "The "Ten Questions to the King of Jin", which has been widely circulated in the capital and surrounding prefectures and counties in the past two days, was written by him, and his words are sharp and highly praised by students."

Emperor Qingming read it twice before and after, "Well, it looks like an article from him. Others don't have the ability to get to the point."

He threw the paper on the dragon's case, "Did he see anyone that day?"

Chengjun Wang said, "He went to Beijing the day before to meet his friends, and he saw some classmates and friends, and he didn't find out who he had contact with. At noon that day, we had a meal in Qingchun Building, and the prince of Zhenguo was the east."

Emperor Qingming's eyes were slightly dark.

The prince of Zhenguo...... The eldest son of Wang Can, the first assistant of the cabinet, the nephew of the queen mother, the nephew of Wang Guifei, and the cousin of the prince.

Although he is also motivated, it is normal for him to know Liao Yuansi in the imperial examination.

But with his identity, he has to make people think about it more.

These princes and clansmen, as well as ministers of the DPRK and China, and even local officials, will bet on the treasure after the autumn festival to win over the students they are optimistic about, and after high school in the future, they will be his protégés.

Liao Yuansi is a popular figure like the champion, and I don't know how many people want to include him in the door.

Prince......

He said, "Stand down."

"The minister retired."

King Chengjun stepped back, but heard Emperor Qingming ask again, "How is Lu Rin in the barracks?"

King Chengjun stopped and replied, "The letter sent back by the third prince said that the military law could not control him, and the pigs raised in the house were roasted and eaten by him, both of which were little piglets that had not yet grown up. When you're done with the baton, keep stealing."

I heard that the parrot raised by the third prince was easily taught to learn to memorize poems, so it was roasted and eaten by Lu Rin.

The third prince was furious

I want to send Lu Rin back to Beijing.

He hurriedly personally sent two parrots that memorized poems, and made up ten piglets and ten lambs for the house.

That night there was one lamb missing.

When others went to the barracks, they all became black and thin, and only Lu Rin became white and fat.

Emperor Qingming shook his head helplessly, "That demon king of the mixed world, it's time to marry and let his daughter-in-law discipline and discipline. You two have reached a point where you have gotten married?"

King Chengjun waved his hand again and again, "Xiang'er has been spoiled, but he has no ability to discipline Lu Xiaohou. Mrs. An Linghou came to the door many times to ask for marriage, but her son politely refused."

Emperor Qingming also heard about it, and King Chengjun threw Lu Rin to the barracks to the third child, just because he didn't want to look at him in front of him.

Comparing hearts to hearts, Lu Rin is indeed not a good candidate for a son-in-law, but if there is a choice, no one wants to push her daughter into the fire pit.

It's just Anling Houfu, what do you think?

He hummed faintly.

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, King Chengjun retreated.

Emperor Qingming leaned on the wide dragon chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Wu Jian stood silently on the side.

The hall was quiet, and the incense curled to wake up the mind.

After a long time, Emperor Qingming said lightly, "Please invite King Jin into the palace and accompany me to lunch."

Wu Jian ordered him to retreat.

When Zhao Chengyuan entered the palace, it was close to noon.

He picked up a paper bag of steamed buns and put them on the dragon case, "The eight treasured buns in Qingchun Building, the imperial brother will try them."

Emperor Qingming saw that he looked leisurely and complacent, and pinched his brows with a headache, "Now that the capital is in an uproar, and the court is also noisy, you are leisurely, so you don't worry about your reputation?"

Zhao Chengyuan turned around and sat down idly, and said with a smile, "Imperial Brother eat it while it's hot, see if you can taste which eight treasures it is."

Emperor Qingming sighed helplessly, looking like he couldn't do anything about Zhao Chengyuan.

He wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, picked up the bun and was about to take a bite.

"Your Majesty!"

Wu Jian hurriedly took a step forward and reminded in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you haven't tried the dishes yet."

It is said to be a "food test", but it is actually a drug test.

First, the poison was tested with a silver needle, and then the eunuch who tried the food ate it first, and after waiting for a moment to confirm that it was okay, the emperor could eat it.

This is something brought in from outside the palace, and it is necessary to be extremely cautious.

Emperor Qingming said unhappily, "My younger brother personally sent it, what is there to worry about."

As he spoke, he made a gesture to eat.

"Your Majesty!"

Wu Jian's face changed greatly, and he knelt on the ground with a bang, "The emperor's dragon body is important!"

The other eunuchs in the hall also knelt on the ground one after another.

But if there is a little problem with the emperor's diet, those of them who are serving in the palace don't want to live.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Brother Huang, don't be embarrassed for Mr. Wu to take care of them, it's good to keep the rules, and it's good to let them test it."

Emperor Qingming frowned and put down the bun, "Being the emperor is probably the most unfree errand, and he can't even eat a bun."

Zhao Chengyuan drank tea and said with a smile, "Brother Huang is right. Not only is it not enjoyable to eat, but I am afraid that the royal brother has never eaten such delicious buns. There's nothing new about the things made in the Imperial Dining Room."

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