Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

There was some light in the sky, and Xunyang was not covered in a white mist.

There were some slight noises from the kitchen of Xiangfu.

Such a slight noise may not be enough to startle a normal sleeper, but it is enough to make a light sleeper open his eyes.

Especially Lan Ziqing who has never slept soundly.

He frowned slightly, rubbed his temples, and called Ah San.

"Why is there such a big commotion in the mansion today?"

Ah San patted her head in embarrassment.

"Back to the prime minister, the third prince was cooking porridge, and the younger one was helping him. He didn't pay attention, and the commotion became louder."

Lan Ziqing was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered that the man said yesterday that he would come to make herbal food for him.

I thought it was just a joke, and I didn't take it to heart, I didn't expect him to come.

"The third prince came early in the morning and brought a lot of ingredients. The servant thought he was just putting on a show, but he didn't expect that he actually entered the kitchen. He moved with style, and he was not ambiguous at all. He The cooked porridge smells delicious to the servant, not inferior to the master in the heavenly dwelling at all."

Ah San couldn't help clicking her tongue when she thought of the proficient knife skills and delicate techniques of the third prince in the kitchen.

"The slave really can't figure out how he is so good at cooking when he is a dignified prince."

After Lan Ziqing listened, the lingering remnants of yesterday slowly dissipated, and a faint smile appeared again, and said: "If you don't know how to cook, how dare you call yourself the number one romantic in Xunyang."

Ah San remembered the rumor about Su Danchen, and suddenly realized.

"Bring water, the truth needs to be cleaned up."

"Yes"

Ah San backed away with a bit of confusion in her mouth.

Ever since the third prince brought the dates that night, he has been running here almost every three days.

More than half a year ago, I didn't see him running so diligently.

Today was very early in the morning, and I came here to make porridge for the prime minister.

It's kind of weird for a big man to make soup for another man's hands.

But looking at the prime minister's attitude, it seems... quite useful?

After Lan Ziqing finished washing and dressing neatly, she came to the front hall.

"Ziqing, you're up."

The thin warm light of the morning sun poured into the courtyard, Su Danchen stood facing the light, her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and the light pink robe on her body emitted a circle of soft light.

The whole person is indescribably handsome.

It doesn't look like the person who just came out of the kitchen at all.

The corners of Lan Ziqing's lips curled up, and Fang was about to bow to salute, but suddenly remembered what he said that day, and changed it to bowing his hands again.

"Your Highness."

Su Danchen naturally noticed such details, and the smile on his brows could no longer be hidden.

"Ziqing, come and taste my handicraft."

As he spoke, he pulled Lan Ziqing into his seat.

On the square table, there is a cup of lily lotus seed porridge and several dishes of refreshing and delicious side dishes.

Su Danchen filled a small bowl of porridge and handed it to Lan Ziqing.

The fragrance immediately lingers on the tip of the nose.

Lan Ziqing pinched the top of the white porcelain spoon, gently scooped up half of the spoon, and put it into the mouth.

A sweetness spread across the tongue.

Facing those expectant peach blossom eyes, Lan Ziqing smiled and praised sincerely: "It's sweet and delicious, waxy and soft and smooth."

Su Danchen's eyes were even more smiling.

"Ziqing likes it, so I didn't waste my time."

Lan Ziqing slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl, her eyebrows moved slightly, and her thoughts changed again.

"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen. Your Highness is like this. I can't afford it."

Su Danchen didn't take it seriously, but just smiled and said, "Miss Hanyan also said what Ziqing said."

The movements in his hands stopped suddenly, Lan Ziqing put down the celadon bowl, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

With a thin smile.

"What does the girl with smoke say?"

"No... nothing."

Lan Ziqing's emotions were so obvious that even Su Danchen felt the chill while sitting naked.

It seemed that Ziqing became unhappy whenever he mentioned the girl with smoke.

It was the same last night.

He sneaked a look at Lan Ziqing, who was calm and calm, stirring the porridge unhurriedly.

His demeanor was refined.

That's right, Ziqing is a literati who has read sage books, so naturally he doesn't like brothel girls.

Thinking of this, Su Danchen felt suddenly enlightened.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Ziqing, don't be angry, I won't mention Hanyan girl anymore."

Lan Ziqing put down the white porcelain spoon, and said calmly: "I'm not angry. Miss Hanyan is both talented and beautiful, and also considerate." After a pause, his eyes glanced at Su Danchen, and continued: "My fair lady, A gentleman likes to be rich. It is also human nature."

Su Danchen seemed to have been poked into a sore spot, and his expression became unnatural.

"It was I who failed the girl with smoke."

The night is hazy, and there are faintly a few stars scattered in the far corner.

The room was brightly lit.

On the red sandalwood table, there is a stack of scrolls and a small bowl of lily and lotus seed porridge emitting white smoke.

It was the porridge made by Su Danchen himself this morning.

Ah San put down the celadon bowl, unavoidably muttering in her heart.

There was still this small bowl of porridge left this morning, and he was going to pour it away, but the prime minister ordered the porridge to be heated up and sent to his study.

The meals in Xiangfu are always fresh, and those that cannot be eaten are always used to feed the livestock.

Furthermore, the prime minister was picky about his taste, and thought that the reheated food would spoil the taste, so he never touched these leftovers.

Ah San looked at the prime minister who was seriously drinking the porridge under the orange light, and felt for the first time that there was something different about the prime minister.

It seemed that when he met the third prince, the prime minister became strange in many ways.

For example, three years ago, when the prime minister was newly promoted, many princes and ministers broke through the prime minister's mansion, wanting to make friends with the prime minister.

As a result, they were all rejected by the prime minister one by one.

Even grand master Chao Song and great scholar Sima Li have encountered soft nails several times.

Only the third prince was welcomed into the prime minister's mansion smoothly.

The same goes for the third prince, who hasn't been to the prime minister's mansion for more than half a year, so why did he suddenly become warm?

But he had heard that for the past six months, the Third Prince had been having an affair with the oiran lady in the Xun Huan Building.

Early this morning, he was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, and he heard the Third Prince talking about the Oiran lady.

Going to listen again, I only heard that the prime minister kicked the third prince out of the prime minister's mansion on the grounds that he was busy with official duties.

Ah San was still in deep thought when a young servant wearing the same black and green robe walked in.

"Prime Minister, Grand Bachelor Sima Li is here."

Lan Ziqing remained calm, drank the last mouthful of porridge slowly, and handed the empty bowl to Ah San.

"please come in."

After Sima Li came in, he didn't say anything serious, just smiled and exchanged greetings with Lan Ziqing.

Lan Ziqing didn't ask any questions either, and chatted with him with a faint smile.

If a third person sees this situation, he must praise the peaceful atmosphere.

The two talked about the drought from the invitation, and from the drought to the food case.

Sima Li reckoned that the fire was about to start, so he changed the subject and said suddenly: "I don't know about this grain case, the Prime Minister may have some clues."

Lan Ziqing sighed, pretending to be ashamed.

"It's ashamed to say that the truth has been investigating the case for ten days, and there has been no progress so far."

"The prime minister shares your majesty's worries, and you cannot concentrate on investigating the grain case if you are involved in official duties." Sima Li took out a letter from his cuff, "I heard the prime minister talk about this case a few days ago, so I decided to ask someone to investigate it. Unexpectedly, some famous tricks were found."

When handing the letter to Lan Ziqing, he followed up with another sentence: "I hope that the prime minister will not blame the old man for taking over."

Lan Ziqing took over the heavy letter and said, seemingly true or false: "My lord Sima, you are highly respected, and you have peaches and plums all over the court. You are willing to help the truth, so there is no reason for the truth to blame."

Taking it apart and looking at it one by one, the letter recorded in detail every source of money and food shipped from the imperial city, as well as the amount of each shipment.

It is clear at a glance where the number is wrong and where there is a possibility of pocketing.

This is indeed a very useful thing, even if it cannot be used as evidence, it can still provide him with ideas and directions for investigating the case.

The moonlight outside the door was silvery and cold, reflecting the coldness of the indigo robe.

Although all kinds of information were recorded in detail in the letter, the problems were all the officials under Grand Master Chao Song's sect.

Lan Ziqing's face remained motionless, a deep light flashed in his eyes.

Master Sima, you want to use my hand to weaken the Chao family after you get a bargain, that's too well calculated.

Seeing that Lan Ziqing was silent for a while, Sima Li couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment, so he took the lead and said, "What does the prime minister think?"

Lan Ziqing put away the letter, and said calmly: "The grand scholar's intention is accepted, but this is a big matter, and the truth needs to be considered."

Sima Li had been immersed in the officialdom for many years, so he could naturally hear the meaning behind Lan Ziqing's words, and felt quite disappointed.Since Lan Xiang understood what he meant, why did he avoid answering and play tricks.

I always thought that Prime Minister Ri Lan said the secret decree so easily, because he had a desire to win.

Now it seems that he miscalculated.

Lan Xiang's actions are always unpredictable.

There was a sudden noise in the courtyard.

"Third prince, you can't go in, the prime minister is discussing matters with someone."

"Who is Ziqing discussing with, even the king can't see him?"

"...Grandpa?"

As soon as Su Danchen walked to the door, he saw Sima Li with a gloomy face,

I wish I could bite my own tongue right now, my grandfather always likes to teach

Train yourself, you can't hide from him on weekdays, but now you have hit the gun.

"Grandpa, it turned out to be your old man."

Su Danchen said cautiously, moved over slowly, and glanced at Lan Ziqing, who made a helpless arc, as if saying, you won't let you in, but you won't listen.

Su Danchen's face collapsed.

"Why are you here again?"

Sima Li was depressed and unhappy, and seeing Su Danchen's dishonest appearance made him even more angry.

"I... I came to ask Ziqing for advice."

"Hmph, you still want to fool me!"

Su Danchen saw that Sima Li's complexion was unkind, so he didn't dare to say any more, he just pursed his mouth in grievance.

Lan Ziqing's lips were stained with a little smile, but he didn't say anything.

Sima Li managed to calm down his anger, cupped his hands and said to Lan Ziqing, "Prime Minister, I will take my leave first."

Lan Ziqing bowed back and said, "Lord Sima, go slowly."

Sima Li grabbed Su Danchen's clothes and pulled them out.

"Grandpa, you can leave as you please, what are you asking me to do."

"You also go with me, don't disturb the prime minister here."

"Hey... Ziqing, I'll come see you tomorrow!" Su Danchen shouted loudly when he was dragged to the door.

The voice came through the courtyard, and a gentle smile appeared on Lan Ziqing's lips.

"How long have you been with the prime minister?"

Su Danchen looked up at Sima Li on the other side of the carriage, who was resting with his eyes closed, as if the words just now were his hallucinations.

"It didn't take long, it's just that I've been walking around with Ziqing a lot these days."

Grandpa is doing well today, he can't sit in his own sedan chair, he insists on squeezing into his carriage.

Sima Li opened his eyes, looked at his grandson who was full of disapproval, and sighed heavily in his heart.

How did he know that the court is dangerous, now that Lan Ziqing is an enemy or a friend, it is unknown, if he came to the door rashly, if he said something wrong or said something too much, it would bring disaster to the Sima clan!

What's more, Lan Ziqing studied under Ji Bian, the number one conspirator today, conspiracies and tricks are housekeeping skills, if he has the heart, there are so many ways to harm people!

"You will have less contact with Lan Xiang in the future."

"why?"

Su Danchen opened his eyes wide, full of incomprehension.

Sima Li stroked his beard, and said slowly: "You are simple-minded, and you have no defense against others. Sometimes you speak unscrupulously, and you will inevitably fall into the trap of others. Besides, if you accidentally offend Lan Xiang, wouldn't it be a self-introduction?" Curse."

Su Danchen shook his head, and defended Lan Ziqing: "No, Ziqing's temperament is gentle and indifferent, even if I offend him accidentally, he will never harm me."

Besides, how could I offend Ziqing, Su Danchen added silently in his heart.

"A person who has been in a stable position in just three years will be a person with a gentle and indifferent personality!? Don't forget how the former Prime Minister Song Guang was convicted and imprisoned, and how he was punished by the nine clans!"

Sima Li blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Song Guang, he bent the law for personal gain, disregarded human life...it's none of Ziqing's business."

"Even if Song Guang died with guilt, wouldn't the nine clans behind him also die with guilt?"

"This……"

Sima Li couldn't help sighing deeply when he recalled the past.

"After all, Song Guang has been with His Majesty for so many years, and many ministers have pleaded for him. His Majesty has already let go. He only sentenced Song Guang to death and pardoned his nine clans to exile. But Lan Xiang refused to let go, and moved out a series of According to the law, His Majesty insists on punishing his nine clans!"

Su Danchen lowered his head, his face was gloomy.

Sima Li glanced at him, and said coldly: "Do you think this is the end? Those ministers who pleaded for Song Guang back then were demoted or punished in the past three years. Which one is still in the court now?!"

Thinking back, Sima Li couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, even he and Chao Song didn't dare to shake their edge easily.

As expected, he is a master student of machine debate!

Seeing that Su Danchen's face was pale, Sima Li heaved a sigh of relief.

"What I said is for your own good. Lan Xiang is calm and gentle on the surface, but in reality he is scheming, gloomy and cold. Stay away from him, so as not to cause trouble to your upper body."

It had been a long time since anyone had spoken, Sima Li thought that Su Danchen hadn't understood what he said, and was about to repeat it when a low and hoarse voice sounded out.

"Got it, grandpa, I'll go down for a walk."

After finishing speaking, he lifted up his robe and jumped off the carriage.

Sima Li sighed, his eyes slowly turned from deep to loving.

Little brat, everything I do is not for you.

Sima Li didn't know that what he said today would become a prophecy that Sima's nine clans would be punished in three months' time.

If he had expected earlier, even if he broke Su Danchen's leg, he would still have to prevent him from having the slightest contact with Lan Ziqing.

The moonlight was clear and bright, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and a few stones shone in the night.

Su Danchen walked alone in the night with a heavy heart.

Grandpa said that Ziqing had deep plans and cruel methods.

No, not like that.The Lan Ziqing he knew was a gentle and elegant person.

But those things exist abruptly, so how should they be explained.

The more Su Danchen thought about it, the more bored he became, he kicked away the round stone beside his feet, and the stone rolled to a pair of embroidered shoes.

He went forward, and was a little surprised when he saw the face of the visitor.

"Smoke Girl"