Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

In August, the lotus flowers in the Jiangnan Palace were beautiful. The young emperor liked the scenery very much and he was in high spirits. He entertained all the ministers and royal relatives who accompanied him in a banquet in the palace.

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Jinchen was not in that mood. Too many people had come to him to complain these days. Either this official was trying to please Jie Zhiwei, or that official thought the Prince was too aggressive and was afraid that he would become the second powerful official.

As for who sent these people, it was absolutely obvious.

So Jinchen decided to set up a stage for them and let these officials take turns to perform, but they should not catch him alone.

On the lotus pond, the breeze blew and the willows swayed gently. Jinchen leaned lazily on the soft chair, listening to the various overt and covert advice from the officials. From time to time, he took the grapes and lotus seeds peeled by the cold beauty prince beside him. He was quite leisurely.

When the complaint was almost finished, Jin Chen coughed lightly, sat up straight, and said loudly: "I think what you all said makes sense."

The officials who were excited for the entire half of the game were: "..."

They were already feeling impatient and were almost pissed off to death by the little emperor.

Instead, several old loyal ministers who held high positions of power looked at each other, stroked their beards and smiled particularly happily.

"Your Majesty! You have grown up, and you should take on the responsibility of being the ruler of a country!" The civil servants of Mu Zhongzheng's faction, who thought they could say a few words, were heartbroken, "You can't disappoint the late emperor!"

Jinchen spat out the grape skin, took a sip of cold floral tea, and then looked over leisurely.

"The late emperor has been dead for many years. If you miss him, please go down and keep him company. I believe that my father will be very happy to see his old friend."

The civil servant who was confronted blushed and was about to say something, but was suppressed by Mu Zhongzheng's eyes and could only shut up reluctantly.

Mu Zhongzheng stood up and saluted, followed by a masked young man in white, looking quite mysterious.

"Your Majesty, today, while we are enjoying the lotus viewing, I would like to introduce you to a great doctor from Jiangnan, named Master Xianming."

Jinchen suddenly felt something was wrong. He didn't drink the remaining sip of tea. He sat up straight and asked, "What does the prince mean?"

Mu Zhongzheng said: "If Your Majesty can keep Young Master Xianming to serve you, he will take care of your health and you will be able to practice martial arts soon in the future."

Jinchen: "..."

Xie Zhiwei: “…”

Jinchen and the young man in white standing behind Mu Zhongzheng looked at each other and looked away speechlessly.

I don’t know if I was moved that my “trust” in Mu Zhongzheng was finally rewarded, and he actually gave the affectionate second male lead to me.

I'd better scold Mu Zhongzheng again for sending undercover agents in at every turn.

Xie Zhiwei crushed the jade cup in her hand, her smile deep as she stared at Jinchen's brows, but it did not reach her eyes.

"What does your majesty mean?"

Jinchen silently took his hand, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and whispered, "I didn't say I wanted to stay, why do this?"

Xie Zhiwei said softly, "I am not angry with you, I am angry with Mu Zhongzheng."

Apart from Chu Qingqing, whom he had arranged earlier, several favorite concubines in the harem were all stuffed in by Mu Zhongzheng. But His Majesty still trusts this cousin very much.

However, Xie Zhiwei had a hard time guessing what Mu Zhongzheng's intention was this time. He lowered his eyes and looked at his clasped hands with Jinchen, thinking carefully.

Could it be that Mu Zhongzheng had already learned from Han Zhou about the backlash of his Qi... and deliberately gave it to Young Master Xianming who had the magic medicine on him to test him.

The two men seemed to have no concern at all that this was a place where many ministers were still present, or perhaps they simply did not care. The officials who could not stand it were so angry that their eyes were emitting sparks.

"Is Your Majesty dissatisfied?" Mu Zhongzheng asked again, suddenly feeling a little unsure.

Why is Jinchen a little indifferent to him today?

"Of course it is the prince's wish. I am not dissatisfied with it. However, since Master Xianming is a folk miracle doctor, I do not want to take away the love of the people. Let's forget about this matter."

Jin Chen waved his hand casually, "I recently got a few martial arts secret manuals, there is no use for them, the prince will take them away later."

Mu Zhongzheng had to give up, but when he heard that Jinchen was going to give him the royal secret book, he felt much more relaxed. It seemed that the little emperor had not changed his attitude.

Xie Zhiwei did not stop him, but said in an ambiguous tone: "Your Majesty and the Prince have a deep childhood friendship. The Prince must be loyal to Your Majesty and stop doing useless work."

Half of the people on the lotus platform knew exactly what he meant by that, but no one pointed it out.

Mu Zhongzheng did not reply and returned to his seat with Master Xianming.

Then another official boldly said that Xie Zhiwei, as the regent, had failed to teach the young emperor and instead had an improper relationship with him.

In response to these remarks, the beneficiary Jinchen simply pretended not to hear them, but when the officials mentioned that Chu Qingqing should be made queen as soon as possible, it would be best to hold it together with the upcoming coming-of-age ceremony.

Xie Zhiwei listened to them slowly as the air pressure around them dropped lower and lower. Chu Qingqing didn't even dare to look up. However, those eloquent officials didn't feel anything.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The carved table in front of Xie Zhiwei broke into pieces and turned into powder after falling to the ground.

The lotus platform, which had been noisy just now, suddenly became quiet and no one dared to say a word.

Jin Chen sighed in his heart that in this world where martial arts is respected, it is true that the strong can have absolute say. He pulled Jie Zhiwei's hand and disagreed, "Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Xie Zhiwei pulled Jinchen over and stood up, somewhat alert, "I did not make a move."

These idiots are only good at talking, it's not his turn to take action.

Just as he finished speaking, two rows of masked killers suddenly flew out from the pond that originally held lotus flowers and lotus leaves, all holding broadswords and performing light Kung Fu.

"Not good!" Liu Feng suddenly rushed over, "There's an assassin! Protect His Majesty!"

The military generals drew their swords and rushed forward, while the civil officials scattered like birds and beasts, not caring about what Liu Feng had just said.

Your Majesty has such a powerful regent to protect him! It is more important for them to escape.

Jinchen watched his ministers scatter and run away, and sighed again.

The relationship between the monarch and his subjects is really plastic.

He hid behind Xie Zhiwei in fear, "My life is in your hands."

"Your Majesty, I will never let anyone else take your life away."