After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 428 Shen Qianzhao Wants to Solicit for the Prince

The Qian Shilun in front of him was still the good official in his impression who cared about the country and the people, probably still the prime minister who devoted himself to doing everything to the best.

For more than ten years, most of Shen Qianzhao's memories are related to this house and the person in front of him.

But these, for Shen Qianzhao, may have been beautiful in the past, but later, they were deceit and hatred, but now, they are more about letting go.

Qian Shilun has never been sorry to Shen Qianzhao, even, he is indeed a more dedicated uncle than ordinary people.

There is no need to guess, she knows that in the prime minister's mansion, the courtyard where she used to live, probably not a single flower or grass has been changed.

However, Shen Qianzhao couldn't forgive Qian Shilun for anyone, and these people were still her close relatives.

Not in the last life, not in this life.

Shen Qianzhao immediately withdrew her gaze, and stopped looking at the scenes that easily recalled her childhood memories.

Qian Shilun pursed his lips and asked in a calm voice, "Why did the princess come here today?"

For Shen Qianzhao's arrival, Qian Shilun was shocked, but more confused.

He couldn't think of why Shen Qianzhao came here today. For several years, she never even said a word of politeness to him.

But at this time, came running.

Qian Shilun naturally didn't feel that she came here today to see him, but he was afraid that she had encountered some problem that she really couldn't solve.

After all, it was the prime minister who had always been shrewd and wise. Shen Qianzhao's behavior, words and deeds, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, what kind of thoughts he had, he couldn't hide it from him.

Shen Qianzhao looked around, parted her red lips lightly, and said calmly, "Can my lord find a secluded place to talk?"

Qian Shilun finally brought Shen Qianzhao to the study.

Standing at the door of the study, Shen Qianzhao stopped for a while, she naturally knew that this was Qian Shilun's study, a secret place.

If there is something unknown about Qian Shilun, it is probably hidden in this study.

In the past, when she was young and ignorant, she broke into his study several times, but he didn't take it seriously.

But now, she is no longer the child who didn't understand anything, she is even a person who once thought of killing him.

In this way, he did not defend himself at all.

For a moment, Shen Qianzhao felt a little complicated.

Is it because he believes too much in himself, or he is really frank and honest, and has never done anything with a guilty conscience.

Qian Shilun stood at the door for a while, seeing that Shen Qianzhao still had no intention of coming in, he called out, "Princess?"

Only then did Shen Qianzhao step into the study.

"Brother Huang has been worried about the academy incident recently, hurting his body and body. I heard that many adults in the court are dissatisfied with what Brother Huang has done recently, even Lord Min. I don't know what your opinion is about what Brother Huang has done?"

Shen Qianzhao went straight to the point, without any euphemism in what he said, and did not hide the slightest bit that he came here for Shen Qianmu.

In the court, there are not many people who can check and balance with Min Qing, and it is even more difficult to deal with Min Qing.

As for Qian Shilun, the prime minister of the court, he has restrained his actions a little in the past two years. With his means, he is indeed the best candidate to deal with Min Qing.

Qian Shilun bent down, picked up the letter folders that had been dropped earlier, and put them back on the table.

"The crown prince is the crown prince, so how can I make unreasonable remarks."

Even though he said that, Qian Shilun knew in his heart that she came here today for the prince.

Si Changli's imprisonment, logically speaking, gave the prince and his party a chance to breathe, but Min Qing's intervention made the situation even more severe.

If the prince fails to take adequate measures to deal with it, then the situation will become even more unfavorable to the prince.

And what Shen Qianzhao said just now, asking him what he thinks of the prince, seems like an ordinary question, but it is actually a solicitation.

Shen Qianzhao walked to the desk, and lightly touched the wolf hair brush on the shelf next to it with his fingertips, "My lord is the prime minister, deeply trusted by my father, and my brother has always respected my lord, so why should my lord say such things. "

There are six pens in a row, and the Langhao pen in Shen Qianzhao's hand should be the worst one among the six.

It's not that the material is poor, but the workmanship. It seems that it should be made by someone who is not good at it.

The nibs of the other five are dry and hard, only this Langhao pen is still soaked in ink, it can be seen that Qian Shilun is used to this pen.

What Shen Qianzhao said, Qian Shilun listened to her ears, but stopped talking, but his eyes kept moving with Shen Qianzhao's movements, with the tip of the pen and the remaining ink on her white fingertips.

He frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Shen Qianzhao gently twirled the ink with her thumb until her entire hand was stained with ink. She put her hand on the tip of her nose and sniffed, the ink was faintly fragrant.

"The annual output of this pine smoke ink is not much. If your lord likes it, I still have some. I will send it to you tomorrow."

At this time, the housekeeper waiting outside the study, listening to the words and actions of the two masters in the study is full of alienation, it is no longer what it used to be.

Even if the princess wanted something from the lord at the moment, she knew the habit of the lord in using ink, and wanted to give the ink to please the lord, but there was no sign of bowing her head in her words.

But in fact, as long as the princess is willing to call "Uncle" to the adults like in the past, how can the adults shirk what the princess asks, no matter how difficult the request is, the adults will do their best because they care about the princess achieved.

This point, even the princess herself, knew it in her heart, but she just didn't do it like this.

The butler sighed slightly, and couldn't figure out why the two people who had such a good relationship back then had come to such a distance now.

What did the lord do wrong to alienate the princess so far.

After a while, Qian Shilun didn't see anything to say.

Shen Qianzhao let go of the Langhao brush, turned around, and looked at Qian Shilun.

Qian Shilun stepped forward, and his eyes fell on the Langhao brush that Shen Qianzhao was holding just now. The light in his eyes was slightly dark, but his lips, which were as pale as water, were slightly pursed, "What does the princess think of this Langhao brush?"

Shen Qianzhao glanced sideways, and took another look. Of course, she remembered the Langhao pen.

That was a few years ago, for Qian Shilun's birthday, she sneaked out of the palace frequently and studied with the workshop people for more than half a year before making this one.

In order to sharpen this pen holder, the skin of my hand was worn out, and the palm was also scratched. To this day, there is still a light red mark on the palm of the hand, which is the mark left at that time.

There is also a small "thousand" character engraved on the pen holder.

That was Shen Qianzhao's Qian, but to Qian Shilun, it might just be Qian Shilun's Qian.

However, she never said that it was made by herself, so it is naturally impossible for Qian Shilun to know.

And this skill, she is already unfamiliar with it now.

Facing Qian Shilun's gaze, Shen Qianzhao pursed his red lips, "The workmanship is rough, it seems that the adults like it just like that."

Qian Shilun was not annoyed, his thin lips bent, and he took down the Langhao pen with lowered eyes, stained it with some ink, opened the rice paper, and slowly wrote on the paper.
The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, no worse than those calligraphy masters in Beijing.

After all, Qian Shilun was Qian Shilun, and there seemed to be no flaws in him.

(End of this chapter)