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Doris was very interested in the vote.

Song Wenlan didn't update much, and Doris quickly read through the updated content.

To her disappointment, she didn't see any clues in the text.

The male protagonist's body is in a coma, and no one knows whether there is the soul of the faint king in it.

However, Song Wenlan already knew that readers would be curious, so she buried a hook behind today's update.

"This is the first time Qi Zhengqing has observed himself from this perspective.

Because he often didn't have enough to eat, his body was already very thin. Coupled with frustration and suffering, a few white hairs had grown on his forehead.

He lay there quietly, feeling like a dead man.

Qi Zhengqing can no longer see the high-spirited self from this body. "

Qi Zhengqing used to be frank and upright, but now he has become as suspicious as a faint king.

He was afraid that the Hunjun was in his body and colluding with Butler Qian to deceive him. He went to check for a long time and even made a cut on his body, but found nothing abnormal.

However, Qi Zhengqing was still worried. He used the excuse of being injured to quietly call the most skilled person from Tai Hospital.

[I feel sorry for the male protagonist, I really want to hug him. 】

[How painful it would be if the dagger scratched the body. Fortunately, the hero can't feel the pain now. 】

[The male protagonist is actually quite ruthless. 】

[He has been on the battlefield. Thinking about it, he cannot be a soft persimmon. That is to say, he was unprepared this time. Otherwise, would Hunjun be able to secure the throne? 】

Only those who are ruthless to themselves and ruthless to others can achieve great things.

"Steward Qian looked at the blood still dripping on Qi Zhengqing's dagger, couldn't help but tremble, and tried his best to shrink himself into a corner.

He didn't expect that the emperor's hatred for Prince Ding was so strong that he would actually attack his own brother. Isn't he afraid of the pens of those literati?

Even if you want to kill King Ding, you have to let someone do it quietly.

For example, he was willing to share the emperor's worries.

Thinking of this, Butler Qian tried his best to puff up his chest. "

【......】

[Sure enough, human nature cannot be changed. 】

[Steward Qian: Afraid? It's impossible. The only thing I'm afraid of is that I won't be able to share His Majesty's worries. 】

[Why isn’t this considered loyalty? 】

[I don’t quite understand. Isn’t the emperor the biggest person? Why should we be afraid of the literati's pen? 】

Luo Wenfu saw this and answered easily.

[Emperors pay more attention to reputation, both before and after death, especially after death. Every move of the emperor is recorded by literati, so that future generations can know what happened in the previous dynasty, so the writings of literati are closely related to the reputation of the emperor. , However, this is only useful to Mingjun. 】

After reading Luo Wenfu's answer, many people suddenly realized.

[So it turns out, then these emperors were quite far-sighted. No one has recorded the history of our federation. We can only piece it together from those literary works. Our historians have spent a lot of effort to piece together that history. That’s it. History is not necessarily comprehensive. 】

Luo Wenfu looked at this comment. Under his thick eyelashes, his beautiful eyes looked a little lonely.

The predecessors did have a lot of records, but by their generation, there are only a few sentences left. The only good thing is that they have records of those dynasties in the past. Many of those amazing and talented historical figures. He also knew more or less the merits of the other party.

Thinking of this, Luo Wenfu felt somewhat comforted.

He continued to read.

"While waiting for the imperial doctor, Qi Zhengqing's eyes kept scanning the housekeeper Qian, the prince and the imperial guard who were present.

He had been on the battlefield, and his aura was even greater than that of the original emperor.

Except for the imperial guard whose expression remained unchanged, Butler Qian and the prince wanted to bury their heads in the ground.

Qi Zhengqing played with the dagger in his hand, looked at them and said calmly: "Did anything happen in Prince Ding's palace today?"

Butler Qian reflexively said, "No, nothing happened in Prince Ding's palace today."

Qi Zhengqing raised his eyebrows and looked at the prince.

The prince smiled and said: "Your Majesty, King Ding is ill today. After you heard about it, you brought your servants to visit. Your Majesty's sincerity towards King Ding is really worth learning from everyone in the world!"

【? ? ? Is this okay? 】

The prince's mouth that confused right and wrong immediately shocked all the interstellar people.

[Is this just telling lies with open eyes? 】

[No wonder the prince can serve as an errand in front of the emperor, he is really capable! 】

[I feel uncomfortable telling a lie for a long time. Doesn’t he feel guilty at all? 】

It is impossible to have a guilty conscience. People who live among all kinds of lies have long been immune to lies.

"Qi Zhengqing is very satisfied with Eunuch Wang's answer.

He suddenly said: "You are right, I am in this position thanks to King Ding. He is so important to me, how can I not care about him?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Qi Zhengqing.

They were surprised.

This has always been the emperor's heart. Everyone can see that for the emperor to ascend the throne, Ding Wang contributed a lot. Only the emperor has been unwilling to admit it and is even very wary of Ding Wang.

Unexpectedly, he could actually tell this matter, and he seemed to have no grudge at all. How could this be possible?

In the end, everyone came to the same conclusion. The emperor's thoughts were deeper than before.

Then, they looked at Qi Zhengqing with even more awe.

Qi Zhengqing didn't notice at all, he continued: "To show my love for Prince Ding, Eunuch Wang."

The prince hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty."

Qi Zhengqing: "Assign more people to Prince Ding's palace and let them serve Prince Ding well. Send more of the precious medicinal materials in the palace, such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, to help Prince Ding take good care of his health."

Prince Wang: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Qi Zhengqing: "As for this room..."

Qi Zhengqing's eyes suddenly fell on Butler Qian, who suddenly trembled.

Suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to run away. As soon as he turned around, the imperial guard's knife was placed on his neck.

There was a hint of smile in Qi Zhengqing's eyes.

Soon, the smile disappeared and turned into anger.

"Prince Ding is ill, but the evil slave takes the opportunity to bully the master. Do you know that this is my younger brother and a relative of the emperor!"

Qi Zhengqing shouted loudly, and Butler Qian looked at him in disbelief.

"And you, a treacherous slave, were trying to deceive me after King Ding fell into coma. This is the crime of deceiving the king. You should have been sentenced to death. Considering that you have been honest for so many years, I will sentence you... The whole family will be exiled to Lingnan."

Once Chrysostom is opened, it is difficult to change it.

Butler Qian never expected that when he was working for the emperor, he would end up like this.

"No, I don't want to bully King Ding. This is all because of your Majesty..."

Butler Qian struggled hard, but the prince had already covered his mouth, preventing him from saying anything more.

When the imperial doctor arrived, he saw Butler Qian struggling and being pushed down.

His heart suddenly became nervous, and he hurried inside holding the medicine box. "