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Chen Wangzhi was confined for more than a month. Although he couldn't leave the house at all, he was more relaxed and comfortable than in the past. Before he knew it, it was the Qixi Festival.

In the early morning of this day, after Gao Kun finished his marksmanship practice all the way, the sun was rising and his body was dripping with sweat.Gao Kun rinsed it off, pulled his hair and went to see Chen Wangzhi. Chen Wangzhi was writing at his desk with a volume of books spread out in front of him. When he heard footsteps, he said without raising his head, "The guardian is here."

Gao Kun said, "What does Your Highness write?"

Chen Wangzhi raised the corners of his mouth and said, "That great khan..." He stared at the handwriting for a moment and pondered, "I want me to write a memorial to him in three days. Tomorrow is the three-day deadline."

Gao Kun's thick eyebrows were tightly frowned. He knew about this earlier, but he was still displeased. He said, "He's amazing! He's used to giving orders and playing tricks."

Chen Wangzhi shook his head and said, "Protect the law."

Gao Kun didn't care, "I'm not afraid of him."

"In the past, of course you didn't have to be afraid of him. Who was ever afraid of him? But now the guest of honor is upside down, and we have become fish on other people's chopping boards." Chen Wangzhi picked up his pen and wrote a few more words, "I told you many times that you do things. You must be careful when you speak, because the weather is hot, and he must be very angry."

Gao Kun said, "Is he very angry? I don't think he has a time when he is not angry." Yu Wenche ordered Chen Wangzhi to be restrained, and issued an edict with extremely strict words, which made Gao Kun deeply resentful.Chen Wangzhi didn't take it seriously, but said that the edict was written smoothly, probably not by Yu Wenche himself.

"It's not like you don't know," Chen Wangzhi said in a low voice while considering his words, "The Dengtuzi who died under my hands was Wang Huidu's only son."

Gao Kun snorted, "So what about Wang Huidu's only son, he is Wang Huidu, so if you kill him, you will kill him. I was not by His Highness' side that day, if I was—"

"If you were here, it would be easier if you killed Wang Xia." Chen Wangzhi put down his pen, and brushed a few strands of messy hair from his temples behind his ears, "You are the son of King Boling, and you just happened to This opportunity restores his status. First, Wang Huidu had to swallow his pain when he heard your name. Second, Yu Wenche is now trying his best to show his favor to the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River and the former ministers of the former Qi Dynasty. Most of these people Eat soft but not hard, slowly lure him with gentle means, and over time, he also bowed his head and became a minister. King Boling was very popular in the previous court, your brother Gao Fing," he said after a pause, "Gao Fing is well-known. so……"

Thinking of his father and brother, Gao Kun couldn't help but sighed, "What am I? I've lost the face of the Gao family by just trying to survive."

"You are the only survivor of King Boling's lineage," Chen Wangzhi resumed his pen, "Speaking of which, if he appoints you as an official, no matter how big or small the official position is, you should go."

Gao Kun lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "I'm gone, my father and brother know about it, they must blame me."

"How come, Gao Ping is not that kind of person. He is looking forward to your well-being." Chen Wangzhi's fingers trembled slightly, "It's just that you were too young at that time. Although you had expectations, you didn't want to treat you harshly."

Gao Kun's eye circles gradually turned red, "I know."

The room is quiet, and the sunlight is like broken gold sprinkled on the bluestone bricks.Gao Kun pulled down the bamboo curtain and forced a smile, "Then he wants me to see the city gate, but I won't go."

"No, in my opinion, he wants to show his kindness... Your rank will not be low." Chen Wangzhi narrowed his eyes, "If you go, you can get a salary, so you can save a dowry for Ah Lian, and a dowry for Ah Zhi." Kun giggled and laughed, and said, "It's only a little bit big, so why care about such a long time!"

"Parents love their sons, and they have far-reaching plans." Chen Wangzhi finished writing the last stroke, and muttered, "Government with virtue, such as Beichen."

Gao Kun didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did Your Highness say?"

"Master said, governing with virtue is like Beichen, which lives in its place and is surrounded by stars." Chen Wangzhi looked at the wet ink, and said lightly, "But this is just a way to deceive uneducated barbarians Do you use morality for government?" His expression became bleak, "When it comes to governing the country, morality is the most useless."

Gao Kun looked at Chen Wangzhi in awe, and Chen Wangzhi said, "He, the sooner he kills me, the sooner he can rest assured. In order to gain a good reputation, he would rather be in a dilemma than kill me." Pushing away the pen and ink, slowly rubbing Wrinkled his wrist, "I am already a dead person, if you kill me, no one will know."

"Your Highness is still alive," Gao Kun said nonchalantly, "Didn't His Highness persuade me to accept his reward? Then—"

"You can, but I can't." Chen Wangzhi smiled, "I have always been a king and a loser. I am the prince of the previous dynasty. With this status, he should kill me quickly, so that there will be no future troubles."

Gao Kun shrugged, "Your Highness?" he looked around vigilantly, "planning to..."

Chen Wangzhi said, "I told him the same thing. I won't be manipulated by him, and I can't be his puppet. He didn't listen to much at all. Later, he made me a Marquis, treated me superficially, but actually monitored my every move. However How much trouble can I, a disabled person, create? He should be wary of those who harbor evil intentions. Let’s talk about the incident that happened a few days ago..."

Gao Kun couldn't help but sneered, "A draft?"

Chen Wangzhi nodded and said, "The draft should be selected, but his draft is too aggrieved. Someone deliberately distorted his meaning, which is bad for his reputation. He has only been emperor for a few years, his foundation is unstable, and he covets this seat There are ninety-nine thousand people in the whole world if there are not ten thousand. If you change someone, you should have checked, arrested, and chopped off a group of heads to stand up. As a result, he was indecisive, and in the end he didn't choose a concubine, and he was left empty-handed. "

Gao Kun said, "Full of obscenity... Poor Princess Changping, she was taken over by him."

Chen Wangzhi pursed his lips and didn't answer, just said, "Hu people are nomads, and even if they found a country, most of them died in the second generation. Although Xiliang has been maintained for a hundred years, the interior is loose, and the tribes live according to their surnames and run their own affairs. He He has no experience in governing the country, so he had to ask a great Confucian like Chen Huilian to support him."

"Chen Huilian came back too quickly!" Gao Kun disdainfully said, "He is also a descendant of the Chen family, yet he did such a thing."

"Fahu, you are wrong." Chen Wangzhi leaned on the desk, his eyes showed a trace of loneliness, "You came from the north, and among the people you met along the way, how many people remember me, Mrs. Chen?"

Gao Kun choked and stammered, "Well, that's because, because—"

"Father's crimes are too deep, and my fate is also at the end of my dynasty." Chen Wangzhi raised his wrist, with scars still on his face, "Yu Wenche pays lightly and pays low taxes, and opens up wasteland in the river to the refugees. Only these two things, half of the people in the world will be submissive. "

"Everyone...everyone is still thinking about King Su..." Gao Kun sighed, "I have heard people say it more than once, if King Su is still here..."

Chen Wangzhi said, "But King Su is dead. Since he is dead, don't come back to life."