What should I do if the shit shoveler loves me too much?

The prince walked quickly on the promenade outside Fengxiang Palace, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were filled with frost.The accompanying eunuchs and court ladies had already been left far behind, following silently and carefully.

Before today, the queen and uncle had told him many times about King Jie's threat, but he never cared about it.To him, Zhao Jie was just a martial artist who was doomed not to be a great man, now he was guarding the country for his father, and in the future he would be for him.Speaking of it, it is just a pawn to bear the title of prince, but it is more useful than those generals from aristocratic families.

As long as he is obedient, it's not impossible to give him a decent future.

This is the crown prince's position on Zhao Jie all along.

What he has paid more attention to these years is the young princes in the palace who are growing up and loved all the time.The emperor doesn't like the queen, this is the consensus in the palace.If he, the eldest son, lost the favor and trust of the emperor, he would be nothing more than an ordinary courtier.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhao Jie had grown so much in a place that he couldn't see all these years, showing his sharpness and sharpness.

No one can hide his light, including myself.

Zhao Xian stepped through the gate of Fengxiang Palace, and the haze immediately enveloped his entire face.When he saw the queen, he sat on the low couch beside him and started to get lucky without saying hello.

Mrs. Zhang was lying on the soft chair, with her hands on the handles, letting the maid kneel on the ground to dye her nails.

A woman in the palace is only for two things in her life: one is favor, and the other is power.In addition to this, there is also the nature of women who love beauty.Beloved, she no longer has extravagant hopes, power, now she has everything under her control, the rest, what she is nostalgic for, is just this skin.

During the Buddha ceremony, the previous impatiens in her hands had fallen off, and when they came out again, she couldn't wait to restore her former glory.You can't be compared by those young girls when you are paying your respects.

Seeing Zhao Xian coming in angrily, she only raised her eyelids slightly, and then asked the maid on the other side to apply floral dew on her face, completely ignoring him.

"Mother!" Zhao Xian looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't help shouting.

"What? Where did you get angry again, and you ran to me to get angry?" Mrs. Zhang asked with a sullen face, lying down under the support of the maid, with her mouth slightly open, and asked indifferently.

"You are in charge of the government affairs now, don't be like a child, being led by the nose by the old foxes in the court. If you get angry, vent your anger and go to those ministers. You will be enthroned in the future. I see who dares to Show your face."

"Mother..." Zhao Jie murmured twice, but did not dare to continue.

"Ask your uncle more about things in the court. Our Zhang family has been a prime minister for generations, and he treats you more than your father. This time I went to Tianfu again. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. Your uncle is not young anymore. , I’m looking for something, this time I come back to raise his grade. He has done his best for you, and you should reciprocate. Always sitting in the position of deputy prime minister, your nephew will also lose face.”

When Mrs. Zhang said this, she raised her hand and waved away the maids around her, and sat up with the tulle on her face, half leaning on the soft pillow and looking at the prince's face: "You will promote your uncle to be the prime minister when you go back today. Your uncle and I have written through letters, and he will probably arrive tomorrow. The day after tomorrow happens to be the Great Court Meeting, so you issued the will in the court, and you also earned back the shame our Zhang family has lost these days. .”

Zhao Xian couldn't sit still when he heard this.The appointment of court officials, even if the emperor is no longer there, he dare not move easily.

What's more, the position of prime minister who is under one person and above ten thousand people?The queen's words clearly meant to put him on the fire to steam and roast him.

He sat there without answering.Staring at the queen's bloody nails, he took a deep breath and expressed his inner depression: "Mother, Zhao Jie..."

"Zhao Jie?" Zhang's tone was lazy: "What's wrong with Zhao Jie? Shouldn't he be preparing for a marriage gift in a few days' time?"

The prince narrated what happened in the hall today, and after he finished speaking, he saw that the queen had already sat up straight on the low couch, her bare hands were tightly clenched, and the palms were stained with the juice of impatiens.

"Sure enough, he is amazing! In one night, his backhand turned into clouds and his hands turned into rain. Above the court, he showed both his talent and his prestige. He really deserves to be..." The following words slowly faded away. .

She stretched out her hand, and wiped the flower juice between her fingers with a brocade handkerchief bit by bit. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Xian with great disappointment on her face.

They all crawled out of her stomach, why is this one so dull.She didn't believe that that bitch Yan Guifei was better at teaching children than she was, so she could only blame Zhao Xian for his inferior talent.

This is not the first time such a comparison has appeared in Zhang's mind.She really can't wait, can't wait to kill one of them directly at that time, no matter which one it is, she will lose the cocoon she is today.

Zhao Xian didn't get any help from the queen except for a burst of humiliation.Zhao Jie led a group of old officials, but had a good chat with the old emperor on the sick bed.

Except for the admonishment to the crown prince and Deputy Prime Minister Zhang at the beginning, it seemed to become a party for the elderly afterwards.Zhao Jie sat at the side and listened attentively, he seemed to be quite obedient.The old officials gave him a good meal of praise, and the old emperor's pale face actually had a smile on it.

Leaving the affairs of Tianfu to the emperor and a group of elders, Zhao Jie, who had behaved for a day, fulfilled Gu Xiang's wish for many days the next day, and took him to the folk market.

Although Wu Country is a small country, due to geographical reasons, commerce is extremely developed.

Fur in the north, silk in the south, seafood in the east, and spices in the west.Merchants and merchants from surrounding countries all have to turn around here.Especially in the capital city, there are all kinds of people gathered. There is a small market every day, and there is a big market every ten days.

Gu Xiang followed behind Zhao Jie, and was almost dazzled by the bustling street market. If it weren't for the antique clothes and buildings around him, he would have thought he was in a modern metropolis.

Zhao Jie walked beside him with a few guards, watching him running around and looking over there, looking like he couldn't rest for a moment, a comfortable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An Yi followed behind, almost wanting to cover his eyes when he saw this.Here it comes again, the master's enigmatic smile.Every time I'm with Mr. Gu, the expression on the master's face becomes very inexplicable, making people feel hairy.

If An Yi and Gu Xiang communicate, they will know that this expression is called "idiot"!

Suddenly, Gu Xiang stopped in front of him, glanced at the restaurant in the distance, as if he was confirming something, then turned around and rushed towards Zhao Jie.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I seem to see the prince!" Gu Xiang ran to Zhao Jie's side timidly like a thief, took his elbow, pulled his head down, and said softly while biting his ear.

For a moment, Zhao Jie's mouth and nose were filled with the breath around him, his ears were gently swept by the warm breath, and there was a faint tendency to raise his head somewhere.

"What an enemy!" Zhao Jie muttered in a low voice, no matter how beastly he was, he still couldn't hide his face in broad daylight.So he reluctantly pulled Gu Xiang away who was almost stuck to his body, coughed twice in his suspicious eyes, put his sweaty hand in his palm and clenched it, turned around and took Gu Xiang to the prince The teahouse opposite.

On the second floor of the teahouse, Gu Xiang gulped down two bowls of tea as soon as he sat down, quenched his thirst, and then squeezed to the window to look at the opposite door next to Zhao Jie.

Sure enough, after a while, a very low-key blue carriage wobbled to a stop at the entrance of the restaurant.The coachman put down the horse stool, and an old man with gray beard and hair came out from inside. The old man covered his mouth and nose with his hands, coughed and looked around, and then told the coachman to leave, while he lowered his head and entered the restaurant.

This is Uncle Zhang Daguo, Deputy Prime Minister Zhang, who should be on the way back to Beijing at this time.

Gu Xiang watched with great interest, and at the same time urged Zhao Jie to arrange someone to eavesdrop, and at the same time showed off his interrogation methods that were heard in later generations.Zhao Jie observed the opposite party while listening to his nonsense, without a trace of impatience.

"Why don't we go over and listen too. Uncle Zhang Guo returned to Beijing early and avoided people. He must have no good intentions. Let's listen more, and we can prevent problems before they happen, so that you won't mess up when the time comes."

Gu Xiang had a posture of worrying about the country and the people, and his words were all for Zhao Jie's sake.If one ignores his shining eyes that seem to be shouting "Go, go", Zhao Jie will almost believe that he is not here to watch the excitement.

But before the words finished, a familiar figure appeared downstairs on the opposite side.

"Why is it him?!" Gu Xiang paused for pulling Zhao Jie's sleeve, with a strange look on his face, and then looked back at Zhao Jie, already filled with real worry.

Isn't Lin Zhan Zhao Jie's friend?Is it a coincidence or a purpose for him to appear here at this time?

Under the guidance of Xiao Er, Lin Zhan went up to the second floor, and the innermost private room was the place that Deputy Prime Minister Zhang had made an appointment with him this time.

He waved Xiao Er away, looked at the guard at the door of the private room and raised his eyebrows clearly.Sure enough, after the guard opened the door, the prince in casual clothes was sitting at the table.

"Lord Lin is so noble and has a lot of work, it's so difficult to invite you to a simple meal!" The prince knew that it was him who came in, but he didn't invite him, he just waved for the guards to go out and close the door.When there were only three people left in the room, they gave a stern warning.

This is not the first time he has invited, but every time Lin Zhan shirks because he has something important to do.Being humiliated in this way, even Zhao Xian, who was always nice, lost his temper.

"I'm guilty of the crime, but it's just that Lin is on official business, and he left his post without authorization, which is really a disservice to the emperor." Lin Zhan stood up and made a bow, apologizing to the prince.

Zhang Fuxiang hurried up to support his hand, and said with a smile on his face while pulling him into the table: "Is Mr. Lin in good health? I was an official in the same dynasty as your father, and my father is your grandfather." My old acquaintance, I have long wanted to visit, but I was afraid of disturbing Lin Xiang's purity. Last time I invited you to be delayed by the summoning of the Holy Majesty, this time I should drink a few more glasses."

"I have to go back to the Yamen in the afternoon, so let's skip the wine." Lin Zhan pushed the wine glass that Deputy Minister Zhang handed over, and only picked up the chopsticks to concentrate on eating, as if this trip was just for a meal.

The smile on Vice Minister Zhang's face slowly disappeared, but the prince's eyes were already chilling.

"Master Lin, Ming people don't speak dark words. Laoji's food is not so delicious. If you don't have diamonds, don't show up to take this porcelain job."

The chopsticks in Lin Zhan's hand paused, then turned around and put them down.

"If Lin didn't have this diamond, he wouldn't be in your Hongmen banquet today. Mr. Zhang, I have limited time. If you want me to take over the porcelain work, it depends on whether the prince has the sincerity!"

The author has something to say:

After playing Nikki-Dress UP Queen for a day, I couldn’t stop at all. ORZ