Both Lu Yan and Lu Yan had official duties, and their backs were facing Liu Zhu, so they didn't notice Liu who was full of grief and anger, and walked away together intimately.

Liu Qichu, who had been deceived, took a deep breath on the spot, feeling a sour taste in his chest, and suddenly turned his head to ask Zhu who said nothing, "Brother Zhu, what do you think?"

Zhu said that he didn't know where his righteous indignation came from, so he couldn't help but glanced at him inexplicably, and explained solemnly: "Brother Liu, don't you recognize that person? According to my foolish brother, that person must be the new brother Yu Yu." Neighbor, Yan Shuyan is the same uncle."

He remembered clearly that in a certain letter sent to him by brother Yu Yu, there was indeed a sentence of "becoming a close neighbor with an old friend who was very close to him".

After all, Zhu said that every time he read his letter from Brother Yu Yu, he always read it very seriously, word by word.Naturally, he had a deep impression of this. At this time, based on the color and style of the other party's official uniform, he could recognize this person as Yan Shu at a glance.

Liu Qi couldn't put it into words.

He wiped his face silently, and looked at Zhu Shuo who was puzzled and completely uncooperative.

The only thing to blame is that he lost his head for a moment and asked the wrong person.

After seeing the scene just now, why does this stupid Zhu Di still think that what he cares most about is the identity of the other party?

Shouldn't it be the two of them working together to coax him into being so lonely by talking to him at night, so that he would not hesitate to write questions and forget to eat and sleep, just to make a heavy condemnation for Lu Qiaotong who stayed in Beijing as his companion ?

Zhu said that he frowned, and asked with concern: "Brother Liu looks bad, but is he in good health?"

It's also called Liu Qi Qi knot.

If Xiao Taotie didn't lie to him, what kind of trouble would he have!

Seeing that Zhu Shuo couldn't count on him at all, Liu Qiwei left him angrily, went back to the room alone under the curious eyes of his servants, and immediately closed the door heavily, with the bravery of fighting alone, he rolled up his With wide sleeves, I started to study ink myself.

At the moment when the pen is really written, it is even more powerful and penetrating.

He wants to write words!

——Since the spring comes, miserable green and sad red, it is possible to have a heart...nothing!Once the hatred is gone, there will be no audio books.If I knew it earlier, I regret not locking the carved saddle at the beginning.Xiangjichuang, only with the barbarian paper image, restrained teaching and reciting lessons...and me, so that the time will not be wasted when we are young.

At this time, Lu Ci had no way of knowing, and Liu Qi wanted to join Zhu Shuo in condemning him but failed, so he suffocated in the room and wrote a boudoir grievance poem "Ding Fengbo · Condemnation of Poor Fortune" to vent his anger.

He and Yan Shu chatted all the way into the palace, and when they were about to part ways, he realized that it was time to invite him over: "The examination in the hall is over, I wonder if Uncle Tong will be free to come over tonight to make an appointment with me?"

"To be honest, I also remember the day of the museum examination clearly." Yan Shu said with a hearty smile, "Even if Yu Yu doesn't ask, I will come here uninvited. I just need to trouble Yu Yu to prepare a few jars of good wine. Introduce me and my new friends once or twice."

Lu Ci smiled: "It's a deal."

After setting the invitation, Lu Ci continued eastward, and not long after entering the East Palace Gate, he met the little prince Zhao Zhen who looked left and right and pretended to be walking on the way to Zishan Hall.

Although Zhao Zhen is young, he can live up to the words "words must be done".

Since the promise that day, he has unshakably acquired the habit of "going out for a walk" every day at this time, and every time he "coincidentally" meets Lu Ci who is giving lectures, and Lu Ci will take him with him. Return to Zishantang.

When Zhao Zhen first started doing this, the other servants thought it was just the little prince's whim, and apart from trying to dissuade him, they didn't pay much attention to it.

It wasn't until they realized that this 'coincidence' was completely subtle, that they hesitated to report it to Lin Neichen, who had been in charge of Quanzhi Zishantang since Zhou Huaizheng was imprisoned by the dismissed officer.

When Lin Neichen heard this, his expression remained calm, but he felt more and more that Lu Ci was very clever.

If it is said that His Majesty valued him, it was initially based on the rare auspiciousness of Sanyuan Jidi and his extremely handsome appearance, and then because Wang Dan and others escorted him all the way, they tried their best to promote his memorial. If the suggestion is made...

Now he is able to subdue His Highness the Crown Prince who seems to be gentle and introverted, but always treats his subjects equally, and to protect him with all his strength, and to persevere, all depends on his personal ability.

After thinking about it again, Lin Neichen felt that Lu Ci was very good.

Otherwise, Zhou Huaizheng, who has been proud of himself for many years in this university, can fall so hard?

She simply underestimated the opponent.

Taking ten thousand steps back, His Majesty's health is getting worse, and there is only one prince left under his knees. Isn't it clear at a glance who will inherit the great cause and who the new emperor will listen to...

Lin Neichen only thought about it for a while, and he knew how to speak to His Majesty.

You must know that even if the same thing is told by the same person, it can lead to completely different results due to subtle differences in wording.

Lin Neichen is one of the best.

He categorically refused to say that His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to 'personally protect Zuo Yude's safety'. He only picked an official who was in a good mood, and when he asked about the affairs of the East Palace, he pretended to throw it out unintentionally. His Highness is more lively than before. A lot.

The officials really became interested: "Oh? How do you say that?"

Zhao Heng had no doubts about Lin Neichen's words.

At any rate, the last time he deliberately refused to let his servants inform him and went to the East Palace to visit the crown prince, he saw the usually taciturn six sons happily playing with the little Sinan, looking very innocent.

Only then did Lin Neichen smile and told about the fact that the prince had stopped studying all the time, and took his servants for a walk around Zishan Hall from time to time.

He cleverly concealed the real motive of the prince, which was only attributed to Xiao Lang's nature.

He also took it as an anecdote that every time Lu Ci went back to Zishantang, he would reluctantly mention the little prince who lingered back, and told the officials.

The official was really teased, Longyan was very happy, he clapped his hands again and again, and joked: "Although Qiaotong is only a few years older than the sixth brother, he is a three-yuan grade. He will be more promising, so he will naturally be able to control him."

Hearing this, Lin Neichen's eyes flashed.

Don't listen to these words, which are mostly jokes on the surface, but the more casually he expresses his doting on Lu Ci as his nephew, the more it proves that it comes from the heart.

From this point of view, although he once lost sight of the fact that Lu Ci was "relegated" from Beijing, he has not bet wrong at this moment.

Lu Ci walked extremely slowly, intentionally tilting his body to the right, so that Zhao Zhen, who insisted on holding his hand and never forgot to be vigilant about his surroundings, could hold him more comfortably.

After waiting for Zi Shan Tang, Zhao Zhen slowly let go of Lu Ci, sat down with a stern face, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly wiped off the sweat from his palms on his body, and said solemnly: "It's counted." It's safe."

Lu Ci was almost amused by this serious bun face.

But at this moment, it is absolutely impossible to laugh, otherwise it will definitely hurt Xiao Langjun's self-esteem, and also hit this good intention.

Especially seeing Zhao Zhen's nervous appearance, he obviously really thought that Zhou Huaizheng's henchmen were still lurking and might harm him at any time, but he was still willing to stand up and protect him with his rich body. This kind of heart is really rare and precious in the world.

Lu Ci coughed lightly, collected himself, and persuaded him calmly, "Zhou Huaizheng has been dismissed from the government office, awaiting a thorough investigation, and his cronies will definitely not dare to act rashly, and he will be purged soon, His Highness really doesn't need to be like this. "

Zhao Zhen frowned, waved his hands first, then quickly covered his ears, deliberately ignoring Lu Ci's eyes that might show disapproval, and said softly, "No, I don't listen."

Lu Ci: "..."

Which daring thief actually taught the noble Crown Prince how to play tricks?

However, after thinking about it carefully, Lu Ci quickly realized that this was most likely an old local case that he had told him about, which inspired the prince.

So the dog thief pretended nothing happened, turned the pages of the book, and said slowly: "Yesterday we talked about..."

Seeing that Zuo Yu Deken did not mention the matter, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, then let go of his hand, opened the book, and carefully took notes while listening carefully.

After today's class is over, it will be the "old case" period that Zhao Zhen is most looking forward to.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Ci opened his mouth, he was surprised: "Today we won't talk about the old case, but just give His Highness a picture."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ci smiled and waved to the palace attendant, who quickly took the long scroll that he had brought when he came, and presented it respectfully.

Before removing the rope, Lu Ci made a fool of himself as usual: "Your Highness may wish to guess, what is this?"

Zhao Zhen said without hesitation: "A painting."

The answer is obvious, Lu Ci just nodded: "Let's guess what the painting is about."

This stumped Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen rested his chin, and after thinking hard for a while, he whispered: "Could it be a new sea chart?"

The last time Lu Ci gave him the little wooden turtle, Sinan, he gave him a picture, but his father took it away and never returned it.

Lu Ci shook his head and unfolded the scroll.

Zhao Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and after he clearly identified the content in the painting, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Lu Ci smiled and said: "This is the "Bianjing Wanhua Picture" painted for His Highness when I went to Xiangguo Temple to trade Wan surnames last month.

Bianjing is divided into three parts: Miyagi, Inner City, and Luocheng. Although the little prince has a noble status, he has never had the opportunity to step out of Miyagi.

Lu Ci regretted that he couldn't take his only student out of the palace, so he could only show Zhao Zhen the prosperity of Bianjing through short stories and paintings.

As for the painter, it was naturally him.

After drawing successively for three full months, he only drew 68 of the [-] workshops in the eight chambers of Bianjing.

Zhao Zhen simply forgot to ask the painter's name, and when he got it and held it in his hand, he was stunned as if he had found a treasure.

With that obsessive focus, he even forgot that Lu Ci was still there.

Lu Ci smiled and left without disturbing him.

But on the way home, he was stopped again by the officials of Zhongshu Province.

This time, it was no longer Kou Zhun who went out in person, but one of his trusted subordinates.

Lu Ci couldn't help but be happy holding the approval document that finally arrived. He simply couldn't wait to go back, so he opened it on the spot and checked it a little.

Seeing this, he almost suspected that he was dazzled.

——This outrageously generous loan amount does not seem to be repairing the inner city river, it has the momentum of repairing the Dujiangyan.

Lu Ci shook his head amusedly.

I don't know how Kou Zhun tormented Lin Te to bite off such a big piece of fat.

The author has something to say: Notes:

"Ding Storm"

Since spring has come, miserable green and red, it is possible to have a heart.

In the sun, the flower shoots, the warbler wears willow belts, still lying under the fragrant quilt.

Warm and crisp, tired of clouds, tired of combing and wrapping all day long.

No that!Once the hatred is gone, there will be no audio books.

If I knew it earlier, I regret not locking the carved saddle at the beginning.

To the chicken window, he only cares about the image of the man, and he is restrained from teaching and reciting lessons.

Follow along in the town, don't throw away and hide, and sit with Yi in idleness with needles and threads.

And I, lest the youth be wasted.

It is a poem written by Liu Yong from the perspective of a singing girl in history.

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