Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 122 Raw rice cooked into cooked rice

At night, the sky suddenly began to rain heavily.

The Xiao Xiao cold wind blows up the pavilions, and the misty rain covers the sky.

Raindrops wrapped in snow particles fell like beans on the white jade stone road in front of the hall.

The palace lanterns in the hall were flickering, and Li Xuanye was sitting in front of the desk, his sleeves with black background and gold patterns were under the light, giving off an unpredictable brilliance.

The chill penetrated into his long sleeves unhindered, but he ignored it, and only set his gaze on the yellowed book lightly.

The serving palace servants quietly brought up the gilded copper incense burner, and lit the incense made of dragon brain and plum blossoms inside.

The fragrance of plum blossoms bursts, and the room is cool.

This fragrance is very unique. It is as cold as frost and snow when you smell it for the first time. Afterwards, there is a faint fragrance, like the first touch of snow on the branch of plum blossom. It is hard to catch, but hard to forget.

Outside the hall, on the wide white jade stone road, a man came striding forward with an umbrella.

Purple clothes and Chinese shirts, jade belts and golden crowns.

Yuan Ce saw it from a distance in the corridor, so he turned into the hall, cupped his hands and reported: "Your Highness, you guessed right, Prime Minister Zhao has indeed come."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ziyi's mellow voice sounded outside the corridor: "My minister Zhao Ziyi, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"come in."

Zhao Ziyi put away the umbrella and handed it to the servant outside the palace gate, then straightened his collar and walked in slowly.

There are many guards in the East Palace, and the access control is strict.

Under such an atmosphere of coercion, the arrogant as a celebrity beside the queen mother would inevitably gasp when they entered, and their waists would also sag.

However, Zhao Ziyi looked as usual, striding forward all the way, when walking, a gust of cold wind was picked up from the hem of his clothes, and the gold ornaments hanging around his waist made a soft sound.

When the guards in the corridor saw him, they all nodded in unison, "Prime Minister", "Master Xiang", "Master Zhao"... greetings came and went.

Zhao Ziyi nodded with a gentle expression in return.

Sitting in the hall, Li Xuanye heard the movement of the guards outside, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Because the queen mother was too powerful, the emperor had too few people available to him, so he paid special attention to and trusted Zhao Ziyi, who was handpicked by him, to the point of pampering him.

Just like this etiquette, no matter how big or small officials are in the court, they must salute and say hello when they see Zhao Ziyi, even his attendants in the East Palace are no exception.

Yuan Ce stood on one side, and seeing his master's unhesitating expression, he said, "Go down and have a look."

"It's okay." Li Xuanye waved his hand, and Yuan Ce lowered his head knowingly: "Yes."

As the crown prince of a country, he knows how to control his subordinates.

There are tens of thousands of courtiers, each with his own pursuit.

Those who love wealth reward gold, those who love power give power and status, and for noble people like Zhao Ziyi, it is best to bestow honor.

The reason why he was unhappy was not because of this vain courtesy, but because he was worried that it would fuel Zhao Ziyi's ambition in the long run.

Zhao Ziyi had already entered the hall, and bowed to Li Xuanye: "My minister, Zhao Ziyi, see Your Highness the Crown Prince."

He stood beside the copper lamp that was one person tall, with plum blossoms falling on his shoulders, which still had a refreshing fragrance, and his figure was tall and straight, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow.

Li Xuanye glanced lightly, and suddenly thought of Zhao Xiwei for no reason.

The auras of the father and daughter were carved out of the same mold.

There was a gentle look on his face that he didn't even notice: "Prime Minister, you don't need to be too polite, you came just in time, and Guzheng wants to send someone to invite you."

He gestured for Zhao Ziyi to sit down, and then pushed the yellowed booklet over.

But Zhao Ziyi's expression was not so soft when he saw him, and his voice was a bit businesslike and cold: "I just came from Zichen Palace, and I have heard about the disaster in Jizhou."

While speaking, he flipped open the booklet casually, his gaze fixed: "This is Sun's household registration file."

A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he quickly understood: the crown prince has already gone to transfer the household, and brought out Sun's files.

Zhao Ziyi's original coldness subsided a little: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Li Xuanye raised his hand and pointed: "Prime Minister might as well take a look."

Zhao Ziyi opened the book, glanced quickly, and knew that there was something wrong with Sun's household registration.

However, since the prince has seen it, but is still willing to give him the file, he naturally doesn't want to pursue it.

So I stood up and saluted solemnly: "Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness has done me such a great favor, and I am so grateful, I don't know how to repay you."

Li Xuanye smiled, and casually tapped his finger on the book case: "Sun's tampering with his identity to marry into a noble family is understandable, but in the end it is not tolerated by etiquette. If Changxin Palace seizes the opportunity to make a fuss, Don't say that alone can't protect you, even His Majesty can't protect you."

Zhao Ziyi naturally knew that these words were not just words.

According to the laws of the Great Wei, the good and the low do not marry.

If Sun's identity is exposed, she will face the disaster of imprisonment. Not to mention, I am afraid that her third brother and herself will be implicated. Two jugs.

And secretly annoyed his third brother.

It's not good for you to marry any woman, you want to marry a prostitute!
Since she is a seductive woman, it's fine to take her in as a concubine, why bother to change her household registration status and become the main wife...

Li Xuanye held the teacup and tasted it slowly, and thoughtfully gave Zhao Ziyi a space to slowly digest the shocking news.

After all, Zhao Ziyi has been in the court for a long time, and after thinking for a moment, she has concealed her emotions without leaving a trace, and she cupped her hands towards Li Xuanye, and changed the subject easily: "The disaster in Jizhou is imminent, and the Queen Mother stands still, does Your Highness have a good plan? "

Li Xuanye raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Isn't the prime minister here to offer advice to Gu?"

Zhao Ziyi was startled, and looked at Li Xuanye without avoiding it.

The person in front of him was just a 19-year-old boy, but the inherent majesty in his eyebrows and eyes kept reminding him that this was a heir apparent who had been raised and carefully cultivated by the emperor himself.

Such a well-thought-out, such a strategizing, such a scheming.

The little gratitude that Zhao Ziyi had just given birth to just now disappeared completely—cooperating with His Royal Highness, you went to Hucao just to blackmail me with this file? !
Then he thought of his purpose of entering the palace—to seek an explanation for Wei'er.

Li Xuanye, Li Xuanye, although I didn't want to plan Wei'er's marriage with the Jiangxia Palace, but in the end it was for the sake of the overall situation of the court and I chose to acquiesce.

But now it's good, you took advantage of Miss Wei, not only didn't you say a word, but you still want to hide it from me as a father?
Could it be that the raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice, and you still want to send Wei'er to the palace?
In doing so, where will Weier's reputation be placed?Where is the face of the Zhao family?
absurd!

(End of this chapter)