Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 123 You Are Responsible For My Daughter
Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyi's blood surged to the top of his head.

I can't wait to grab Li Xuanye right now and scold him angrily: That's my daughter!She is the eldest daughter of the dignified Xiangfu!As the crown prince of the East Palace, don't you have the slightest thought of being responsible?
But years of self-cultivation still kept him calm, he folded his sleeves and took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, he had a businesslike face: "Your Highness is aware, I do have a plan, but His Highness still needs to come forward. "

"Oh?" Li Xuanye didn't know what Zhao Ziyi was thinking about at all, he only thought that his flickering face was angered by the file, so he asked with a smile: "What is the prime minister's good plan, I wish to hear the details .”

hello boy!
Dress up!

I usually only think that you are a qualified prince, why didn't you see that you are still a qualified beast!

Zhao Ziyi suppressed her dissatisfaction, and said: "My second younger sister, Yuan Shi, is in charge of several major shops in the capital. I heard that there is also a rice shop... Now that Jizhou is in an emergency, the food for disaster relief can be borrowed from Yuan Shi first. Although it is not enough to solve the disaster situation in Jizhou as a whole, it is still possible to alleviate the urgent need for a few days."

Li Xuanye was not surprised by these words.

As early as when he received the disaster report, he checked the rice shop in Beijing by the way.

It was found that most of them were under the name of the second wife of the Zhao family.

And it just so happened that he got the file of the third wife of the Zhao family from Hu Cao.

So he figured out that Zhao Ziyi must do this.

His eyes were as calm as water, staring at the light blue tea in the cup, and said with a smile: "Since they are the prime minister's younger siblings, they must be as loyal to the emperor and patriotic as the prime minister. It is also a good thing to do good deeds by borrowing grain for disaster relief. Presumably Yuan Madam will definitely not refuse."

Zhao Ziyi took a deep breath in her heart, coughed heavily, and said, "Your Highness, you don't know that the relationship between the lower official and this younger sibling is not good. If the lower official goes to talk to her directly, I'm afraid it will..."

He dragged his voice out, deliberately not finishing his sentence.

Li Xuanye said "Oh", with a look of understanding: "The prime minister means that you need to go to Zhao's mansion alone?"

"Yes, and no." Zhao Ziyi shook her head.

Li Xuanye frowned slightly, and looked at the courtier in front of him.

As keen as he is, he noticed Zhao Ziyi's abnormality at this time - what is this old fox trying to trick?
Zhao Ziyi snorted coldly in her heart, and said to herself: What are you looking at?I don't know what I did to feel sorry for the official?
But there was still a loyal look on his face: "The meaning of the lower official is that His Highness can find a chance to ask the little girl for help."

As soon as these words came out, even though Li Xuanye was always calm, he also showed a bit of astonishment: "Ling Ai for help?"

"Exactly." Zhao Ziyi smiled coldly again, thinking: You really know how to pretend, everyone is yours, and you still pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of the official?
He gritted his teeth lightly and said: "Your Highness, although this daughter of the minister has not been with the minister since she was a child, her biological mother is the only concubine daughter of a generation of Confucian Confucian Shen Mu. With such careful teaching from the Shen family, the minister believes that she will not care about her." Whether it is aptitude or conduct, they are much better than any children of the same age. Your Highness, don't you think so?"

Li Xuanye stared blankly: "Huh?"

What is this old fox doing with such a good speech?
Zhao Ziyi arched her hands with a pure and harmless face: "Don't you think so, Your Highness?"

Li Xuanye paused holding the hand of the teacup, thinking that whether your daughter is outstanding or not has nothing to do with Gu.

Gu is not familiar with her.

In the next moment, he suddenly remembered the scene of the hot spring pool that day.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said four words lightly: "It's really outstanding."

If it weren't for the years of etiquette in poetry and books, Zhao Ziyi could hardly bear to scold the street.

Since you know she's great, why don't you take responsibility for it? !

Zhao Ziyi gave a dry laugh, and then he said pointingly, word by word, and even a little bit weirdly: "In that case, why don't His Highness go talk to her himself?"

Li Xuanye raised his brows almost invisibly, and looked over solemnly and dignifiedly: "If you have anything to say, the prime minister may as well speak directly."

The implication is, if you have something to say, let it go quickly, and don't play tricks in front of Gu, Gu doesn't have that much patience to go around in circles with you.

Anyone who is familiar with the prince knows that this is very uncomfortable.

The corner of Yuan Ce's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Ziyi worriedly, thinking in his heart, what should he do if the crown prince and Prime Minister Zhao quarreled?

Is it to persuade the prince to calm down, or to persuade the prime minister to apologize?
Neither seems to be good.

Hey, after much deliberation, Yuan Ce felt that he should retreat quietly.

As soon as he turned his toes, he heard Zhao Ziyi's mellow and calm voice: "His Royal Highness may wish to meet with the little girl when you are free. This is what I want to say."

Yuan Ce's footsteps stopped again, and he looked at his master curiously.

He went to see his master sitting upright, holding a teacup on the tip of his nose and sniffing gently, as if he didn't hear Zhao Ziyi's words at all.

Yuan Ce was about to remind him, when he heard Li Xuanye say three words lightly:

"Lonely and empty."

Zhao Ziyi looked up and saw Li Xuanye drinking tea calmly.

How comfortable and comfortable the demeanor should be, how calm and calm the face should be, the anger in his heart is like cooking oil in a raging fire, slowly rising upwards.

In front of him, they all refused so directly, which shows how much Wei'er was wronged that day!

Zhao Ziyi couldn't bear it anymore, she took off the disguise on her face, and stopped being polite: "If Your Highness refuses to let go of this face, I'm afraid there will be no food for disaster relief."

Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, Zhao Ziyi is well aware of this truth.

Playing prestige in front of the official, right?
Well, if you have the ability to rob the rice shop, as long as you are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world.

Li Xuanye took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

After all, he is a qualified prince, and he has truly managed to hide his emotions and anger. The more angry he is, the calmer he becomes: "The disaster in Jizhou is imminent, how can Gu be treated as a trifling matter?"

The cold wind howled, and the wind bells at the corner of the eaves shook violently, and the clanging sound was especially abrupt in this dark night.

It was a night of sleet.

The torrential rain was like an arrow, and the flying snow was like a knife, densely falling from the black sky, criss-crossing and weaving into a bone-chilling ice net, covering the entire palace.

The ground dragon was burned in the Lizheng Hall, and it was as warm as spring.

The wind and snow were close at hand, but the coldness was lost, and the world suddenly felt unreal.

It's like looking at the flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water. The warmth and coldness of the rain and snow all come from the distant imagination.

(End of this chapter)