The prince turned his head, avoided his mother's slap, held her cold wrist with his back hand, and looked at his mother quietly.

The queen did not want to win the eyes of the prince who had always been cowardly, and her body shook slightly, pulled her hand back from her son's hand, and said slowly: "Do you really think your mother did something wrong?"

The prince frowned and said softly: "Don't dare."

The queen suddenly raised her voice and said, "Don't you know that Fan Xian and the second child meet in the flower boat?"

The prince suddenly raised his face, looked straight into the queen's eyes, and said quietly: "Can the mother let the child handle these things by himself? As a poet of a generation, it is common for Fan Xian to meet his second brother."

The queen was anxious and angry, but she didn't know how to speak to her cowardly son, who was a little ruthless.

The prince glanced at her and said softly, "My mother, I often wonder, can you not be so sensitive, you will only be the subject who may become a child's help, and all of them rushed to the other brothers."

The queen gritted her teeth and said, "I am the mother of a country. If I punish a little minister, how dare he hold a grudge?"

The prince said sarcastically: "Mother, you shouldn't have let Shangshu Han do that day, and you can't really beat Fan Xian to death. Why bother offend the Fan family and the prime minister? I think in a few days, Shangshu Han will not be able to stand in the court. There are not many powerful ministers in the court who are willing to get close to the Eastern Palace, but you just want to cut off your fingers. I really don't know what you think."

The queen frowned and said, "Han Zhiwei was the Minister of the current dynasty after all, and he was ordered to investigate the case according to the law on that day. Could it be that the Prime Minister and Fan Jian? With the East Palace protecting him, I think His Majesty will always give you some face to the crown prince."

"Don't forget that Fan Xian is the Tissue of the Supervision Bureau, and his father has always admired him very much." The prince exhaled a breath of turbid air, shook his head and sighed: "Han Zhiwei offended too many people this time. You must know that the remediation of the wind in the imperial examination is the father's intention, and this palace cannot come forward to protect him."

The queen sneered: "Don't forget how many Beijing officials Fan Xian has offended, not to mention that the Censorate is involved in this time. Although your aunt is far away in Xinyang, her power in the court will not stand by."

"Don't mention my aunt." The prince seemed to be a little disgusted with the eldest princess: "She has been so weird in the past two years. She actually colluded with the Northern Qi side. She is too brave. Where can she put the face of Qingguo? As for the Censor of the Censorate, the surname Guo Di, she was just a little face she played with back then. Even if she was assassinated by the Supervision Bureau, she would not blink."

After all, the crown prince is the crown prince of a country. Although the eldest princess has been very close to the East Palace over the years, when Fan Xian's words spread all over Kyoto like snowflakes, the prince was also a little afraid of the eldest princess, of course there were other reasons.

The queen said heartbrokenly: "We have no other help. Just rely on the eldest princess."

"I will rely on my father." The prince responded calmly. Until this moment, the prince, who had always seemed a little cowardly, finally showed the natural political sense and judgment of the royal family.

The queen slowly closed her eyes and said, "Anyway, I don't like Fan Xian, so I'll find a way to make him die."

The prince slammed the table angrily and said angrily: "Die? Have you forgotten that Fan Xian is Chen'er's husband! Don't listen to your aunt's advice in everything. That woman is a lunatic, a lunatic, do you know? Do you also want to become a lunatic and be driven out of the palace?"

The queen was furious and trembled all over. She pointed to the prince's nose and said in a trembling voice: "What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you...What do you know?" Perhaps it was the prince's words that touched the queen's years of injuries. In anger, she said four words in a row, "What do you know."

The eunuchs and palace maids had already avoided far away. In the Eastern Palace, there was only the mother and son. After a long silence, the queen stood up, but her body seemed a little weak and shook. The prince quickly stood up and supported her, apologizing helplessly.

The queen looked at her son, feeling extremely miserable. There were wrinkles around her beautiful eyes and said quietly: "The prince has been the most difficult seat in all dynasties. You must be careful of being in front of you and behind you, and there is no one in the mother's family. You probably have no memory of the turmoil twelve years ago, but your mother remembers clearly that if you don't fight for it yourself, then things that originally belonged to you will be taken away."

The prince tried to soften his voice and said softly: "I understand, my mother will go back to the palace to rest first."

The queen shook her head: "You don't understand, you don't understand... I have always had some ominous premonition these days, and this feeling is very strong... Just like when that woman entered Kyoto many years ago."

"Which woman?" the prince said curiously.

At this moment, the heavy wooden door of the East Palace was suddenly pushed open.

"Who?!" the prince frowned and scolded angrily.

An old eunuch walked in hunched and said respectfully: "Old slave Hong Siying, I am ordered by the Queen Mother to ask the Queen to go to Hanguang Palace to have a leisure time."

A trace of horror flashed across the queen's face, and then a smile appeared on her face. With the help of the palace maid, she followed the hunched old eunuch Hong to the palace's real mistress.

The prince frowned slightly. Although he disliked the old dog's rudeness, he knew that the other party was the eunuch closest to his grandmother and was not willing to offend his mother, so he naturally would not do anything more.

The candlelight in the palace became darker. Prince Li Chengqian was even more depressed when he thought of the absurd farce above the Ministry of Justice that day. He really didn't understand why his mother listened to the eldest princess' words like this. When she thought of the young and charming aunt, the prince felt warm, and felt ashamed and a little panic, but her eyes gradually showed lust.

He walked towards the back hall with his sleeves and a moment later, there were bursts of invisible moans of spring. He gasped heavily while thinking, why did the gentle women in the world not willing to lie on the bed honestly? He had to show off his stupid tricks?

Spring is coming, flowers are blooming, birds are chirping, and four new officials Yang Wanli went to Fan's mansion again, wanting to mutter the spring breeze of Lord Xiao Fan. Unexpectedly, Lord Xiao Fan is still not in the mansion today, and what made Hou Jichang even more a headache was that the news he received was that Lord Xiao Fan is carrying out a certain task and will go on a mission to Northern Qi tomorrow.

The second-level Jinshi did not enter the Hanlin Academy, and according to previous years, they would be placed in any local officials. Seeing that the dispatch of the Ministry of Personnel was about to begin, except for Shi Chanli, the other three people naturally came to listen to Fan Xian's opinions. After all, this spring exam, the three of them relied on Fan Xian's power to get to this point. They naturally thought that Fan Xian must need them to do something locally.

I didn't expect that Fan Xian would not meet them, but just left them two letters, one for three new officials who were about to leave Beijing. The other for preparing to return home and compare with the local history.

The four of them sat in the study of Fan's mansion, took a sip of the good tea brought by the servants in vain, and did not care about the suspicion, so they opened the two letters left to him by the sect master.

Among them, the letter to Hou Jichang and the other two was a piece of white paper. It only contained two very simple sentences.

"Be a good person and be an official."

At the end, there is a single sentence left for Hou Jichang. Fan Xian wrote in the letter: "Don't be too afraid of Jichang."

This is a cold joke that Fan Xian understood. These three juren naturally did not understand what it meant, and only focused their attention in the first two sentences. Be a good person and be an official. The more the three of them became more and more aware that these simple words contained very real principles. They should learn to be an official. Naturally, they should learn to be a human being first.

But this sentence has another meaning. I don’t know which one of them has come out - being a good person, not being a good person, or being a good official, not necessarily being a good official.

After reading this letter, Yang Wanli was naturally very interested in the letter in Shi Chanli's hand. He didn't know what Mr. Xiao Fan wrote in the letter that he left to Shi Chanli. After all, among the four, only Shi Chanli seemed to have a bleak future.

Shi Chanli opened the letter in his eyes with some anxiety. When he looked closely, he saw a few broken sentences, but almost laughed out loud.

"At the old age, we are not in harmony with each other. Three points are in the world, seven in the sky, don't worry about having no friends under the umbrella, and you're just waiting for a while."

The last three words are just waiting, so naturally it means waiting for Fan Xian to come back.

At this time, Fan Xian was sitting in the courtyard he bought, frowned slightly. His fingers ran through his hollow belt and touched the pill for Fei Jie to give him when he was a child. At that time, the teacher said that if there was any problem with the domineering true qi in his body, he had to rely on this pill to save his life. However, after entering Beijing, the domineering true qi in his body has always been extremely obedient. He forgot about this matter. When he was tidying up his equipment during the day, he remembered that it was only so many years that he didn't know if the pill used by Fei Jie had failed.

Wang Qinian sat opposite him and replied respectfully: "The person has been found." He raised his head hesitantly: "It's certainly a bit like it. Lord Tisi is proficient in makeup and disguise. After a little bit of decoration, I think that ordinary people should not see any flaws when they look from afar. But there are always some inappropriate things."

"What's wrong?" Fan Xian was slightly stunned and said, "Didn't you say it looks very similar? After raising it for a month, her skin color is getting closer."

Wang Qi replied in a young voice: "It is difficult to find someone as beautiful as an adult among these turbid men. Even if they look similar, it is really difficult to pretend to be a natural charming and elegant temperament like Lord Tisi, and the fragrance of books and poetry."
Chapter completed!