In the Taihe Palace, Emperor Zhizheng sat on the dragon chair, and his body did not move. His gaze faintly swept over the prince in the front row, and the minister of civil and military affairs in the first hall.

"All Aiqing have the same idea as the prince?"

The eyes of the ministers of civil and military affairs in the first hall flickered.

Jiang Xiang, the old cabinet minister, was about to go out of the queue with a wat board in his hand, but suddenly paused again, and his heart was at war.

Emperor Zhizheng's gaze was also sweeping to Jiang Xiang, and seeing that he did not move, his gaze glanced away lightly.

"I have my own trade-offs in this matter, and there is no need to discuss it again."

"Your Majesty."

"Father!" His Royal Highness the Thirteenth was still unwilling, and tried to intercede again with the Supreme Emperor above.

was swept away by Emperor Zhizheng, and His Royal Highness the Thirteenth pursed his lips unwillingly.

The eunuch of the court: "There is a book to play, but there is no book to retreat!" ”

The ministers of civil and military affairs poured out of the Taihe Hall like a tide.

"Elder Jiang Ge, as the first prince and young master, you have taught His Highness the Seventh for more than ten years, why don't you say a word or two for His Highness?" Yang Shi, who is also a cabinet minister, said with regret and mockery.

Jiang Xiang glanced at him leisurely, "The emperor has his own holy judgment, why do you need me to say more." "Stride away.

Yang Shi looked at his back, and the meaning was unknown.

Liu Qi, the head of the household department, walked to his side, "Jiang Xiang was demoted from the first assistant of the cabinet to the second assistant, and then to the cabinet minister, no matter how much he said, I am afraid that he will not be demoted from the Beijing Division." ”

Yang Shi smiled: "Not really. Mingzhe is the best way to protect himself, but he has lived up to the value of the former queen. ”

While talking to Liu Qi, he walked towards the palace gate, "I think Lord Liu should be promoted to the head of the household department soon, and don't forget to bring Yang with you then." ”

Lord Yang laughed.

"It's a joke where it is. Isn't everyone looking at Lord Liu's ability? I don't have a good grandson. Now His Royal Highness the Thirteenth is quite capable of taking care of the chores, the emperor frequently praises, and it is rare to have a pure heart, and he is willing to intercede for His Royal Highness the Seventh in the main hall, and it is no wonder that the emperor likes it the most. ”

Liu Qi was proud in his heart when he heard this, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth is his own grandson, his grandson is good, is he Liu Qi good? Can he be in the Liu family?

Liu Qi was full of ambition, but Jiang Xiang looked depressed, and locked himself in the study when he returned home.

Jiang Xuyang knocked on the door of the study: "Father." ”

Jiang Xiang didn't look at him, and he was immersed in his own thoughts.

Jiang Xuyang sighed: "Father Mo is too worried, His Royal Highness the Seventh has been in the Imperial Tomb for six years, and he doesn't care about this day and a half. Look at the emperor's meaning, I'm afraid that it hasn't loosened yet, and my father must not be anxious, because of a small loss. ”

Jiang Xiang came back to his senses, "My son's reminder is right." As a father, you still need to wait for the opportunity, don't be impulsive. "He's been waiting for six years, does he care about waiting for a little longer?

If he is demoted from the Jingshi, who else will rehabilitate the crown prince's case in the future, and who else will fight for His Royal Highness the Seventh?

Six years ago, he also thought that he would be implicated in the prince's case, but he did not. He thought he would be thrown out of the cabinet, but he didn't. It's just that the first assistant was demoted to the second assistant, and then to the cabinet minister.

After so many years, he still hasn't guessed the emperor's thoughts.

"Your Highness the Seventh, you need someone to take care of him secretly, don't let people spoil him. But don't let people see it. ”

"Yes."

The main hall of the palace was so long that he cleaned up the pen and ink for Zhao Guangyuan, drying paper and washing pens, extremely attentive, like a dog's leg, so that Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help but look sideways.

"Want to play with your phone?"

"Huh?"

Ahh This stupid look, Cao Cuo also said that he looked like him. People are dizzy before they are old. Zhao Guangyuan looked at Changzhi's stupid appearance and was disgusted.

When he was a child, he was clear-eyed, smart and clever, where was he so stupid!

His Highness disliked him again. Long enough to pout.

I couldn't help but look at him secretly, and when I saw that he didn't seem to be angry, I moved and moved to his side.

"What to do?"

"Your Highness, do you want to eat big watermelon?"

Zhao Guangyuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to eat?" ”

"It's not me! It's winter snow. Dongxue said she wanted to eat a big watermelon. It was still too hot, and His Highness thought that it would be nice if there was a big and red, sandy and sweet watermelon to eat. I couldn't help but suck my saliva.

It's stupid, and he says he doesn't want to eat it.

"This house is tall and wide, not like your low house. If you bring the winter snow to the palace tomorrow to play, you must not want to think about watermelons. ”

Yes?

That's not what it means. Keep your head down.

"Tsk!" Zhao Guangyuan frowned.

It was so frightened that the little feet stopped awkwardly. Raising his eyes to look at him, he endured and endured: "Your Highness, are you out of money?" As long as there is money on the mobile phone, it will be spent on His Royal Highness. ”

Tsk, I can't get to the point. It's not cute at all, Zhao Guangyuan is disgusted, "I'm rich!" ”

"Oh."

Oh what oh. "Go and practice big characters. If you don't write a hundred, you won't be allowed to go back at night. ”

"Oh." He rubbed his pen and paper over and prepared to sharpen his ink and practice, when he heard Zhao Guangyuan say, "Let's go a few days." ”

"Huh?" Yes!

"Did Your Highness say that you will go to your sister in a few days?" Long was pleasantly surprised, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Hmm."

"I knew that His Highness was the best!" slapped a few sycophants, and was full of energy to practice big characters, and couldn't help humming happily in his mouth.

The corners of Zhao Guangyuan's mouth raised, and he pressed it again.

His eyes moved to his hand and touched the black rubber band on his hand, he had a hazy affection for her, and he was afraid that he was going to end up without a problem. He is a wasted person, why should he delay her.

Besides, she has Hanyang. And I was in the same place with him.

He couldn't keep up.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at Han Yang's call on his mobile phone, was stunned for a few seconds, and finally pressed it.

Soon, Han Yang chased a WeChat message: "Xia Xia, tomorrow is Qixi Festival, can I invite you to dinner?" ”

Lin Zhaoxia didn't reply.

Han Yang was not discouraged: "I still remember the first Qixi Festival we had together, when we went to the movies and ate delicious food, and we almost couldn't go back to the dormitory that day......"

But in just a few years, how could Lin Zhaoxia forget.

But she doesn't want to talk about it now. Some people, after intersecting wrongly, are pulled back on the right track, and they should be content with their destiny in their respective tracks. Twisted melons will not be sweet, and broken mirrors can stick but will have cracks.

The next day was Qixi Festival, and Lin Zhaoxia was called by Secretary Song to Mr. Huang's company early in the morning.

Another day of follow-up. Lin Zhaoxia has followed twice before, and after this time, there should be no follow-up visits at work. Then visit the Huang family to visit the family life, the autobiography in the early 100,000s, if the photos have been selected, at most another 20,000 or 30,000 words can be written.

I'm afraid that more will be published.

When Lin Zhaoxia was about to leave, Secretary Song smiled at her mysteriously and asked her to go from the basement, saying that Mr. Huang's driver wanted to take something from the car for her.

Lin Zhaoxia excused himself, and Secretary Song smiled: "You shouldn't come over again in the future, Mr. Huang wants to send you something to express his gratitude, you just have to accept it, today's holiday, the company's employees have holiday gifts, and it's not much more for you." ”

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't refuse, so he had to thank him. was about to walk out of Mr. Huang's office with her, and a middle-aged lady dressed in a dignified manner came in.

Secretary Song was stunned, and Lin Zhaoxia also stopped.