fake prince

Chapter 629 I Can't Wait
At this time, it was already night, and the people who had been alarmed by the team and came to watch the fun also dispersed one after another.

There is no curfew in the capital, but there will still be officers and soldiers patrolling after midnight, and ordinary people are unwilling to provoke right and wrong for no reason.

"Husband, why did Your Majesty suddenly reward you with so many calligraphy and paintings?" Ye Buhui accompanied Li, asking in a low voice.

Su Ziji stared at the blazing flames of the brazier, and said for a long time, "I should be the one who painted the picture of thousands of blessings for the emperor, so the emperor is happy about it?"

Seeing that Ye Buhui's almond eyes widened a bit, Su Ziji chuckled and comforted him: "It's not a big deal, your husband can take care of it."

Seeing Ye Buhui go back, he turned and went to the collection room.

The collection room is actually a yard, which stores all kinds of calligraphy and paintings collected recently. Because today's batch of calligraphy and paintings were bestowed by the emperor, they are placed in the most central room of the courtyard.

This is an elegant room, the ceiling and walls are covered with mulberry paper, and there are bookshelves and bookcases. When Su Ziji came in, Jian Qu had just checked these paintings and calligraphy. Seeing him coming in, he said, "My lord, the ones sent by Eunuch Zhao There are a total of 110 five pieces of calligraphy and painting, all of which are treasures of calligraphy and painting!"

Seeing that Jian Qu still has an excited expression, one knows that it must be a fine work, otherwise it will not make people who are fellow scholars but not very fond of collecting calligraphy and painting feel excited.

"The value of each piece is more than one hundred taels, and this time the reward is tens of thousands of taels. Unfortunately, it cannot be realized." Jian Qu said here, seeing Su Ziji's calm face, his panic gradually calmed down, and he smiled: " But it is also the emperor's grace."

As he spoke, he stood up: "My lord, please take a closer look."

"That's it."

When Jian Qu went out, Su Ziji turned his eyes, picked up one of the scrolls of calligraphy and painting, unfolded it, and there was a reaction from a half piece of red sandalwood.

"I found the "Rain Bird Picture" by Ouyang Zi of the pre-Qin Dynasty, do you learn from it?"

"Yes."

"[Danqing] +700, level 14 (857/14000)"

With a gust of coolness pouring down, the corners of Su Ziji's mouth twitched, no matter what the person on the dragon chair wanted to do, sending 110 five calligraphy and paintings at a time really helped him a lot.

No wonder it is said that the emperor is rich all over the world, but if the calligraphy and paintings sent this time are replaced by ordinary dignitaries, even the kings will feel pain.

Since they were all delivered, Su Ziji naturally absorbed them one by one without being polite.

"I found the "Linjiang Post" written by the former Wei Seng Danyi, did you learn from it?"

"Yes!"

"[calligraphy] +900, level 14 (1995/14000)"

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"Ouch!" Su Ziji absorbed all 110 five calligraphy and paintings in one breath, feeling like a balloon that was about to burst, with a lot of information flowing, making him a little nauseous, so he hurriedly sat on the only table and chair Sitting up and taking a breath, it felt better.

"I'm getting a little greedy."

Although he knew that the emperor rewarded him, the sovereignty of these calligraphy and paintings was his own, and he could absorb them slowly, but Su Ziji always felt that although this world was a bit mysterious, it was still a flash in the pan, and the main goal was still to be the grandson.

As long as you become a big person, you don't have to talk about anything else.

But the faint dream reveals other possibilities.

If it's a native, I'm afraid I don't care at all, isn't it just a few more weird things?

But those who have the knowledge and ability to analyze know that once it appears, it means that this world is not the world of human beings.

Neither immortals, ghosts, or monsters are human beings.

In other words, the luck of the human race is losing. This loss is not because of being taken away, but once there is another race, the luck will naturally be divided.

This made Su Ziji feel uneasy, so he absorbed everything in one breath.

"call!"

With the continuous operation of the brain and the step-by-step classification of knowledge, the feeling of about to spit it out gradually calmed down.

A feeling that I couldn't feel because of discomfort, like the light rain falling after the scorching sun, nourishing every inch of Su Ziji's body.

He just felt as if his whole body was soaked in extremely comfortable water, and even his sweat pores were open, breathing the aura from all around him.

This extremely comfortable feeling made him unwilling to open his eyes and wake up, and he didn't know how long it had passed. This feeling gradually faded away, and Su Ziji had time to check his current situation.

"[Danqing] Level 18 (13358/18000)"

"[Calligraphy] Level 18 (1500/18000)"

“资质+1，资质18→19（10），魅力+1，魅力18→19（10）”

"[Boiled Dragon Mind Method] +3300, level 15 (3350/15000)

"I didn't expect to be promoted to level 18 all of a sudden, and even Panlong's mentality has learned by analogy, and I have gained 3300 experience points."

It was a bumper harvest this time, Su Ziji felt his current changes, and it was rare for him to be grateful to the emperor.

Even if the emperor did this to test and warn, he didn't really believe that he likes calligraphy and painting rewards, but it did solve the problem of collecting calligraphy and painting with a shallow foundation.

"I have half a piece of red sandalwood tin. To be honest, if I was really a grandson from birth, with the royal collection, it only takes three days to get to the top."

I can't help but feel a lot of emotion when I think of the hard work I put in to collect a little book when I was a scholar.

If the emperor possesses this magic weapon, he is afraid that within a month, he will be able to reach his current level, and even far surpass himself. This is the benefit of supreme power.

Thinking about it now, from ancient times to the present, there are almost no emperors who can achieve academic success. It may be because the emperor has too many, and it is really enviable to give such an opportunity.

"Whether it's cultivation or the throne, I want it!" Su Ziji has reached this point, it is impossible to retreat, and he does not want to retreat!

"However, since the emperor has become suspicious, I will keep a low profile and let others raise the profile."

This kind of power tactics seems simple, but it is already the culmination of the strategy, and it is the core of the struggle for succession.

"Whoever does something will make mistakes, and whoever does meritorious service will be suspicious. Therefore, it is better to let competitors make mistakes than to perform meritorious deeds."

"Prince Qi's followers are all over the government and the public, and he is already showing his sharpness. If he takes another step, it will be unbearable for the emperor."

"Everyone who was ahead of me died, and I became the grandson."

Su Ziji thought of the idea of ​​"doing things, making meritorious service, and being favored", and couldn't help grinning. This is the way to kill, let alone a prince, it is the workplace. Meritorious service" is more difficult to be promoted.

Which boss is not afraid of this kind of subordinate, does not suppress this kind of subordinate?
"Birds die for food and people die for wealth." Thinking of Duan Yanxing's association with King Qi's people, Su Ziji couldn't help but sneer.

Of course, this has its own calculations, but if you don't want to form a party for personal gain or speculate from the beginning, you can't make your own calculations.

After all, there was only one meeting, even if I used Wen Xin Diao Long to make him talk nonsense, it would be difficult for the emperor to believe that he suspected that someone was framed.

But if you have been in contact many times, and then there are "a few words", then the yellow mud will fall in the crotch, and it will be shit or shit.

"Come on, I can't wait."

(End of this chapter)