"I have my own way." Li Ye ended the argument with just a few words, but the old man did not argue with him.

But things are not that simple. If the princes say that they can make money, there is nothing else. Most princes have no real power. The princes have only one prince. The others are just prestige and status, but Li Xingzhou has no such thing as these. Some of them are King Xiao, and King Xiao is dead.

He has advantages, and he can control his psychology and secretly drive people's hearts, but these are just sayings. The actual situation will definitely be too complicated. It is easy to know and difficult to act, and actions will always be tens of millions of times more difficult than theory.

It’s like atomic bomb manufacturing. Anyone who has studied physics in junior high school can talk about theory and core principles in a very good way, but there are definitely no one in the world who can practice it.

Therefore, prior plans and inspections are very important.

Yue'er had been home for a few days before, but now she is back. Qiu'er has no support since childhood and grew up in the palace.

It seems that you need to prepare early and plan early. One hundred taels a month should not be difficult.

"Qiu'er Yue'er, prepare, let's go out for a walk in the afternoon." Li Yedao.

"Okay, okay!" Yue'er agreed happily, and Qiu'er nodded. After all, she was so uncomfortable being stuck at home.

.........

Yan Bian was very quick to do things, so he quickly found a tailor to come to the mansion to measure everyone's body.

At first, everyone was skeptical, and most of the whispers were "I don't think it's credible." Until one morning, before dawn was clear, Yan Bian pulled his clothes back in a carriage. Everyone then believed it. The news spread quickly, from a chef to a guard, from a maid to a ladies. The whole morning, inexplicable emotions circulated in the palace...

Yan Bi set up several tables under the eaves of the courtyard in the east yard of the royal palace, piled up all the clothes on it, called everyone over, and then told the little prince that he bought winter clothes for all the servants.

Although it was cold and cold, everyone was trembling, but everyone's faces were full of smiles and expectations. The end of the year was about to buy new clothes for them. This was something that had not happened in many years.

When King Xiao was alive, the palace was full of guests and guests all year round. People in the palace were always holding their heads and chests up when they went out, and they were cursed. At that time, every New Year's Eve, the palace would give them a sum of New Year's money that made others jealous of them and make new clothes.

But after King Xiao left, the sky suddenly changed. The prince was naughty and only knew how to have fun. He didn't care about the affairs of the mansion at all. The palace was neglected. Most of the people who were close to the palace before had never come again.

Although they all knew that King Xiao was a hero, who died for the country, calmed the country and kept peace, but once a person was buried in the soil, nothing was gone, and the world was so cold.

After that, the royal family became worse and worse, and gradually became less than enough to make ends meet. In addition, the prince was squandering his life, and everyone's life became more and more difficult. He was often coldly and ridiculed by the servants of other families in the surrounding high-rise houses. He used to be glorious, but now he ended up in this way.

Some people secretly left the royal palace one after another, while others could not bear the humiliation and injured the guards of other large houses. They were eventually tattooed and sent to death. However, the servants of other families were safe and sound...

Life is getting worse day by day, and I dare not think about tomorrow after today.

After so many years, the royal family made new clothes for them again at the end of the year.

The vicissitudes and grievances are not something outsiders outside the wall can understand. Many elderly people in the royal palace hid in the crowd and couldn't help but wipe their tears silently.

Yan Bian glanced at them and said sternly: "There is nothing to cry about without success? The prince has a spirit in heaven, and the prince's mansion will get better and better. Today, the prince loves you and just remember it in his heart, but don't forget his duty and let the prince down."

People kept lit up, and Yan Bian waved his hand and asked the hospital guard to help everyone give winter clothes. He turned his head and the corners of the old man's eyes were also wet. Yes, it's been so many years...

On this day, the lifeless palace was filled with laughter and joy, and the vitality and vitality that could not be stopped by the snow in the sky burst out in the snow.

............

The fire crackled, and the golden brazier reflected the red flame. The whole hall was warm, with black sandalwood table corners inlaid with gold, quaint and noble, and the golden dragon-patterned silk curtain blocking the flames, making the light softer, and the faint burning fragrance curled up in the air, filling the air with a pleasant fragrance.

In the imperial study, the place where the emperor reviewed the memorials. An old man with thin eagle eyebrows and small eyes and wide shoulder bones sat on his head, and there were high folds beside the table.

"This Wang Yue is wise. He knew what I was going to do, so he wrote a memorial to tell him to take the disease and recuperate." The old man smiled.

The eunuch next to him immediately smiled: "Your Majesty speaks it cleverly, and he naturally understands it."

"Even if he said it unfortunately, he also understood, otherwise he would not have been the dispatch of Ping Zhangshi. Then He Zhao would have been motivated long ago. Wang Yue was old after all." As he said that, he put down the pen in his hand: "But He Zhao is too straightforward, so it would be better for him to work hard for a few years."

"Your Majesty is wise."

The old man said as he stood up, and the eunuch quickly put on a thick cotton robe for him. He walked to the window and looked at the snow outside the carved window for a while. Suddenly, he asked suddenly: "What do you think of the prince?"

The old eunuch was stunned. After reacting, he was so scared that he knelt down: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry... How dare I discuss this? How could the prince have a saint to investigate the prince, so there is no need for others to talk too much."

The old man looked back at him and snorted softly: "Get up! Shengcha? If I really knew that things in the world would be fine, how could there be so many troubles? If you tell me, just say it, and don't say that I will punish you!"

The old eunuch then quickly got up, hesitating.

"Say it."

"Slave...Slave feels......The prince is respectful, kind, tireless, abides by his duties, and is aware of his behavior..."

"I didn't let you talk nonsense!" The old man glared at him: "If you talk nonsense, I will punish you!"

The old eunuch cried and said helplessly: "That slave said... I think... the prince is good, and if you say less, he is also a founding king. Being able to maintain the country and consolidate the country is a blessing for the people and the country..."

"What do you think if you want to go too much? What do you think if you want to go too much?" the old man continued to ask.

The eunuch almost cried, stuttered for a while, and finally said it: "If you talk too much, you will be the king of the best..."

The words fell.

"Oh..." A gentle sigh echoed in the air. The eunuch dared not speak, and the old man stopped talking, and silence was fermenting quietly.

After a long time, he continued: "I will be 60 years old this year. I have lost land in the north and have not been collected. The Liao people are eyeing me, and the grass in the south is in chaos. In April this year, there will be crowds to cause trouble. Wang Yue is old and Tomb Daoyu is old. I have to hurry... You also say that you are the king of the founding world, but how can he defend such a world? Can he defend it?"

"Your Majesty... I should die, I shouldn't speak nonsense..."

The old man waved his hand gently: "I don't blame you, it's just such a destiny."

...........

It's a long silence again...

"Tomorrow you will bring someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion and tell Wang Yue with the imperial edict, and I will tell him that I will allow him to report illness and recuperate, so that he can rest assured."

"I understand." The eunuch bowed.
Chapter completed!