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Cheng Qianren checked the account books, and after finding out the revenue and expenditure of the treasury in recent years, he followed the trend to approve the notebooks. At first, there were only a dozen or so journals per day, and later they became thirty or forty.Zhu Liu would also call ministers into the imperial study to discuss matters, and his speech and behavior were no different from Chao Ge Que. Cheng Qianren didn't understand too many questions, so he didn't dare to say anything, just sat and listened, like a mascot.

The prince, the mascot, kept his expression on the face, but felt a lot of pressure after a few days, so he called Princess Wen Le to have a heart-to-heart talk: "I haven't made any political achievements yet, you let people praise my hard work everywhere, and I blush when I hear it !"

Wen Le refused to accept it: "I didn't brag, they took the initiative to boast. When the chief minister was regent, there was no need for courtiers to play admonitions. Anyway, no one dared to oppose him, and no one knew what he was thinking. Everyone just obey and follow his arrangement Just do it. It’s not like now, the government and the public have a new atmosphere, and civil and military officials have a great ambition to serve the country. The capable ministers express their opinions and show their strengths, and they are full of vigor.”

Cheng Qianren thought to himself, not to mention the officials, even I don't know what Chao Geque is thinking. Ever since he designed to kill the Demon King, I have been foolishly manipulated.

Although the other party has done more than one thing to make him angry, he has never done anything to harm the interests of the human race.

"It's not easy for others, you have to work hard and be suspected by you."

The aristocratic relatives and veterans who supported the royal family surnamed Duan had mixed feelings about Chaoge Que. They thanked him for saving the building and the country from precariousness, but also worried that his prestige was at its peak, far surpassing that of the royal family.Cheng Qianren had clearly felt these emotions when he talked with Anguo in Baixue Pass.

Wen Le showed a puzzled look: "You...you are going to help him talk like this because you want to marry his family? Have you met your future Taoist partner? How is it? Did that person fascinate you with his gentle explanation? "

Cheng Qianren was shocked for a moment, and then became angry: "Xiao Jing, be careful with your words."

If rumors spread, how will Zhuliu marry a wife and have children in the future?

"If you don't say it, don't say it. I'm not like Miss Huang. You must marry me. I know that you were born extraordinary, and your destiny belongs to you."

Cheng Qianren whispered to himself: "Perhaps the person to whom the destiny belongs is not me in the first place."

Before crossing over, he worked diligently as a commoner for more than 20 years, without the ability to stand out.Seeing the popular chicken blood texts in the circle of friends, "Your peers are abandoning you" and "The world is punishing people who get by", there is no fluctuation in my heart.

Born extraordinary?Just the original owner of this body.

"An Guo said that she seldom returned to the palace before, so tell me, what kind of person was I?"

Wen Le hesitated for a moment: "You are intelligent, kind and filial. You are very kind to me. You accompany me on the swing and fly a kite, and play polo with my father..."

Cheng Qianren stared at her: "No."

"Well, lenient, benevolent and filial friends are superficial. You are a bit domineering and say what you say. No one can force you to do what you don't want to do. Swinging on a swing pushes the third brother down, playing polo and hurting the fourth brother. There is no one in the palace." People are not afraid of you. It is useless for them to complain to the father. The father will not punish you and say that you are not wrong. But you treat me really well, gentle and patient. I heard from the elder brother, because I am the youngest Princess, I will not threaten you. Things in this palace are too complicated, anyway, whoever treats me well, I like whoever..."

She watched Cheng Qianren's face change, and her voice gradually lowered: "Did I say something wrong? You want to hear it."

"No, thanks for telling me that."

The original owner is awesome, a master of palace fighting, worthy of the emperor star.

Cheng Qianren asked: "Since I am extremely talented and have won the emperor's heart, how did I 'die'? Anguo said that the day I was born, the Holy Spirit pardoned the world, why is there no grand burial when I die, no one questioned it?"

He did not travel to the imperial palace, but to the most remote and poor village in Dongchuan.What happened to the original owner?

If Ning Fu hadn't unlocked the seal of his martial arteries by mistake, he would never be an ordinary person who could not practice, and would never know all this.

Wen Le couldn't hear him talking about his own life and death lightly, like chatting about other people's affairs.

"Ask your father about this. He said that you are sick and need to rest and cannot be disturbed. The bad news came in the middle of the night, and you were buried in a hurry. The only one who covered the coffin was the father. What he said at that time was the truth, but I didn't believe it. If you want to see a dead person, you have to see a dead body. I always feel that you are still alive without seeing the dead body with my own eyes. He doesn't like people to mention you again, and everyone knows that he is heartbroken by the loss of his son, so they dare not mention it. Everyone in the world thinks that the emperor is He has only become delirious in recent years, but in fact, he started to grow old the year you left."

Wen Le took a sip of tea and paused for a moment:

"That's all I know. What he did, why you faked your death, there are many possibilities. It all depends on whether you think about the good or the bad."

Cheng Qianren: "I don't even guess good or bad, I will ask him face to face to find out the truth."

He said that he wanted to have a face-to-face conversation, but the Holy Majesty didn't see him, so he had nothing to do.

Cheng Qianren became fond of the night more and more, because only the time after nightfall belonged to him.He can soak in the hot springs in the East Palace, meditate with his eyes closed in the hot mist, listen to the sound of the water, or wander around in casual clothes, avoiding the palace guards on duty. There are always endless gardens and long corridors. .

The old emperor was nowhere to be seen. He even guessed in which corner the other party had died quietly, and subconsciously went around to a remote place to see if there was anything.

He never had a dream again, but he always thought of that absurd nightmare.When I first entered the palace, it was like visiting a completely unfamiliar tourist attraction. Since then, when I walked through the palaces and palaces, I felt like reuniting with old friends.

The sky here is covered by the tower, cut into irregular fragments, not open.It reminds him of the sea of ​​clouds in Jiange, the mountains are covered with wild trees, wild flowers, pheasants and ducks.

There are also colleges, the distant sound of bells in memory, the mist and egrets in Taiye Pool, osmanthus seeds and lotus flowers.The old wooden stairs of the library creaked when stepped on.

The teenagers are wearing blue and white academic uniforms, and their sleeves are fluttering in the wind. From a distance, they look like white waves in the sea, and like thousands of white birds, flapping their wings and wanting to go to the blue sky.

After Zhuliu likes to chat with Cheng Qianren, it seems that there is nothing worth worrying about in front of him, and the future is smooth.

"There is a space passage hidden in the imperial palace. When you become a saint, the world will be at peace. The two of us can go wherever we want and be at ease."

Cheng Qianren is eating the rice flower cake made by his brother: "The space channel burns spirit stones, and the treasury has no money."

"I have money."

Cheng Qianren shook his head: "I already owe you a lot of money. Now that the expenses of each palace have been cut in half, the East Palace will take the lead in setting an example, so that the extravagant nobles can be restrained."

He was poor all his life, who would have thought that he would still be poor after being a prince.

***

When Xu Ran came to the imperial capital, he went to Huaijin Lake first.The peach blossoms by the lake have faded, the broken reds are scattered and turned into mud, and the lotus leaves on the lake surface are newly born.This is a bleak and bleak scene, which shows that it is hard to live up to the reputation, which is deeply disappointing.It was like how the Praetorians made her feel.

The elite Zhendong army withdrawn from Dongchuan, everyone has a reward, and still retains the original formation, under the command of Princess An, and they practice every day in the school grounds in the suburbs of Beijing.Only Xu Ran was transferred to the imperial guards, in charge of food distribution, logistics and communications, and other trivial matters.Everyone guessed that she was demoted because of a crime, but they didn't know what mistake she made.

Most of the imperial guards are composed of descendants of the imperial capital's aristocratic families. Xu Ran is out of tune with the style of the army.

One night, she wandered around alone, and by chance, she heard silk bamboo and singing, and went looking for the sound, only to see golden lotus lanterns lit up on the lake, brightly lit boats in the middle of the lake, red silk fluttering, and soft spring breeze blowing The smell of wine and singing.

The stars in the sky and the lights in the world all fell on the lake water, rippling softly with golden light.Huaijin Lake at night is like a beauty brushing off her tulle, revealing her true colors.

There are young men supporting small boats by the lake to carry guests across the lake.Xu Ran took a flat boat and sailed towards the brightly lit lake.

So when Wen Le inquired about Xu Ran's news from the commander of the imperial guards, he heard that the other party was famous, only as a frequent visitor to Huaijin Lake, and was envied by all his colleagues.

The girls there are proud of their talents, and the guests who don't like them will disappear.Xu Ran drank wine, listened to the piano, sang, and danced swords with them every night, forging a deep friendship.

That night, Wen Le led the private soldiers of the Princess Mansion, holding a blazing torch, and killed them aggressively.

The Sizhu troupe knelt down in fright, and the guests and dancers dared not make a sound.

"See Her Royal Highness—"

"Where is Xu Ran!"

"In, in the innermost room."

Wen Le led someone in.

The beauty who sang stopped, and there were three low-ranking generals who came with Xu Ran, who were so frightened that they hurriedly saluted, only Xu Ran's eyes were hazy when he was drunk:

"Oh, it's you, you're here? Well done. I know why Gu Xuejiang likes this place. Because it can make people forget all their troubles."

Wen Le: "Nonsense, you hang out with these drinking and meat friends all day, what's the point?"

"Isn't it good to have friends with wine and meat? If there is wine and meat, there are friends."

"Sister Huang transferred you to the imperial guards, how well-intentioned, don't let me look down on you!"

Xu Ran was slightly drunk, and put the little princess on the shoulder with a playful smile: "I knew that everyone here looked down on me, so I'm not angry."

Wen Le shook off her hand, and ordered the private soldier holding the torch: "Burn it for me!"

Xu Ran sobered up in an instant: "What are you messing about in the middle of the night, big sister, little aunt, grandma, there is nothing like this! You cut me down with a knife and forget it!"

As she spoke, she handed her knife to the other party.

Wen Le gritted his teeth angrily, and threw up his sleeves angrily: "Let's go!"

The beauty of Huaijin Lake deserved to have seen the big world, the chaos ended, the silk and bamboo team returned to its place, and the wine and wine were intertwined again.

As soon as Wen Le crossed the lake by boat, he heard singing behind him, tears falling down.

Fell into the lake without a trace.

She thought, I hate this place the most.