The prince is hard to serve

When Yan Wenjin came over happily, he happened to see his second brother sitting in the gazebo with Mu Ziling. The two seemed to be talking about something, and his second brother was still holding Mu Ziling's hand naturally and affectionately.

Squinting and looking at the place for a while, Yan Wenjin touched her smooth chin, turned her head, and asked the guard Wei Jiang who was beside her with a smile: "The second prince and the concubine are a good match, right?"

Wei Jiang's face was paralyzed, and he responded with an "um".

"..." I feel very insincere.

Cursing his lips, Yan Wenhao rolled his eyes at him, then threw him away and ran into the gazebo.

Inside the gazebo.

Yan Wenhao's expression was complicated, and he said to Mu Ziling seriously: "Humble, after lunch tomorrow, can you come with me to the study?"

There was a hint of determination in his tone of voice, and Mu Ziling couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he heard it.

"you……"

Just as Mu Ziling opened his mouth and was about to ask, he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice resounding beside his ears. Along with this voice, there was also a large head.

With a soft "ah", Mu Ziling's eyes widened. After recovering, he took a deep breath and turned around to look at the person who came.

After seeing who it was, Mu Ziling couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Your Highness?"

Yan Wenjin practiced martial arts since childhood, and walked very lightly. He was used to carelessness and never paid attention to it, so Mu Ziling was really taken aback by his sudden appearance.

Seeing Mu Ziling's reaction, Yan Wenjin immediately realized that she was scaring him, so she raised her hand and scratched her head in embarrassment, and said apologetically, "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry."

Maybe it's because she's immune to the word 'sister-in-law', now that Mu Ziling hears this title, she won't be as embarrassed as she was the first time.

Hearing this formal apology, Mu Ziling was startled. After he realized it, he shook his head and replied softly: "It's okay." After saying that, his frown was loosened, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. smile.

After a few silly laughs, Yan Wenjin sat down on the stone bench and regained his vitality in an instant, his eyes sparkled, he moved his face forward, and asked curiously: "Second brother, sister-in-law, what were you talking about just now? "

"It's just telling Qianhe some interesting things in the palace."

After taking a look at Yan Wenjin, Yan Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't appeared in time, he might have faced Mu Ziling's suspicious gaze and questioning, and he wouldn't have been able to resist telling the truth today.

But at this moment, he hasn't cleared his mind yet, and he doesn't know how to say it... At least he needs time to think and organize his words.

Thinking of this, Yan Wenhao raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Yan Wenjin gently, and asked aloud, "Why are you here?"

Yan Wenjin blinked, and replied very honestly: "I went to the palace today to see my mother and concubine, and I made a lot of pastries with my mother and concubine. When I was about to leave, she asked me to bring some for you, second brother."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took a small food box from Wei Jiang, put the food box on the stone table, and then flattened his mouth and complained: "The mother concubine is very partial, and the second brother is doing what you like. pastry."

"If my concubine heard what you said, she would be sad." Shaking his head and chuckling, Yan Wenhao raised his hand and knocked him on the head, his eyes full of helplessness.

Reaching out to open the food box, Yan Wenhao took out the neatly placed pastries one by one, and then pushed two of them in front of Mu Ziling, saying in a gentle tone: "Mother's concubine's craftsmanship Very good, please try it modestly."

The two pastries he pushed over happened to be Mu Ziling's favorite pastries.

Noticing this detail, Mu Ziling couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.Without refusing, he picked up a piece of pastry and took a sip, then smiled and praised: "It's really delicious."

"If you are humble, eat more." Yan Wenhao smiled gently at him.

At this moment, Fuquan, who had just gone to the hall to fetch Xiao, walked into the pavilion, holding an emerald green flute in his hands, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, you want Xiao."

After taking Xiao from Fuquan's hand, Yan Wenhao turned to look at Mu Ziling with a smile in his eyes: "Xiao has already been brought, would you like to play a duet with me?"

"Okay." Nodding slightly, Mu Ziling smiled confidently: "Then I would like to ask Your Highness to enlighten me."

Seeing this, Yan Wenjin was the most excited. He happily put his face in one hand, looked at Yan Wenhao for a while, and Mu Ziling for a while, his eyes were sparkling, and his expression was full of expectation.

Raising his eyes, Mu Ziling glanced at Yan Wenhao, who was leaning sideways on the pillar of the pavilion with a slightly lazy look, with a faint smile unconsciously showing in his eyes.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and focused his eyes on the lyre in front of him. He raised his hands slightly, and slowly plucked the strings with his slender fingers. After a while, a melodious sound poured out...

Taking a full view of the young man's expression, Yan Wenhao hooked his lips into a smile. He waved his hand and brought the flute close to his lips. After a while, the distant and ethereal Xiao Yin joined the previous piano sound, and the two merged into one, and together An impassioned and tragic Guangling San was released.

When he stopped playing, Mu Ziling's fingertips were still trembling slightly. He stared blankly at the lyre in front of him, remembering the tacit understanding between himself and Yan Wenhao during the ensemble just now, and there was a thought in his heart that seemed to be over soon. To Pentium whistling out!

Raising his head suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and looked straight at Yan Wenhao, who happened to be looking at him too, his eyes were unusually soft, the two eyes met in the air, and they both saw the turbulence in each other's eyes very clearly. mood.

"..."

Averting his eyes quickly, Mu Ziling immediately stood up. He no longer looked at Yan Wenhao, but lowered his eyes and said a word quickly. Then he hugged the piano on the stone table, hurriedly walked, and turned around. He left without looking back.

Watching his leaving back, Yan Wenhao's eyes were deep, but he never said anything to keep him.

Watching Mu Ziling leave, Yan Wenjin's eyes widened, his expression was inexplicable, he turned to look at Yan Wenhao, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with him?"

"Perhaps there is something urgent." Yan Wenhao smiled at him, answering extremely perfunctorily.

"Oh..." Knowing that her second brother didn't want to answer, Yan Wenjin wisely stopped asking.

Put Xiao back into Fuquan's hand, and motioned for Fuquan to put it away again. After that, Yan Wenhao went to the stone bench and sat down. He tapped the table with his index finger, pondered for a while, and said, "Fourth brother, are you here today?" Looking for me, but because of Li Zezhang?"

Shaking her head, Yan Wenjin suppressed the smile on her face, and her expression became serious: "It's not about Li Zezhang's business, it's my concubine who asked me to come, and tell you a word for her."

"You said."

"My concubine let me tell you, don't be too eager and put yourself in danger, everything needs to be carefully considered, think carefully, and remember to take care of yourself is the most important thing."

Yan Wenhao's heart trembled, knowing that Concubine Xian must have guessed something, but she didn't ask, she just reminded himself in words to care about herself, which warmed his heart.

Smiling gently, he said to Yan Wenjin: "You tell my mother and concubine for me, just say that I will remember."

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Panlong Hall, Imperial Study Room.

Emperor Yan stared at the memorial in front of him, frowning, with a solemn expression, holding a cinnabar pen in his hand, but he didn't write for a long time, and he was criticized by the imperial court.

——This memorial is exactly the one that Lu Yanming impeached Li Zezhang.

Thinking of what happened in the court today, Emperor Yan's eyes flashed, his expression was thoughtful, he tapped the table with the index finger of his left hand a few times, and remained silent for a long time, then he suddenly dropped the cinnabar pen in his hand. On the side, he turned his head and told Fu Xi: "Send someone to summon Prime Minister You, the six ministers, the third prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince to the Imperial Study Room. I want to see them."

"Yes, the slave will go now."

Fuxi bowed and took the order to retreat.

Fu Xi acted very quickly, but within an hour, Lu Yanming, five ministers from the Ministry of Punishment, Ministry of Officials, Ministry of Industry, Ministry of Households, and Ministry of War, and three princes were already standing in the imperial study, in front of Emperor Yan.

Raising his eyelids, Emperor Yan glanced at them very plainly, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know what I called you here for?"

Hearing this, everyone stood in place without moving, without saying a word.

There was a hint of coldness in the corners of Emperor Yan's eyes. His eyes swept over them one by one, and finally raised his hand and pointed at Lu Yanming: "Lu Aiqing, tell me."

Although his tone was flat, it always revealed infinite majesty, which made Lu Yanming feel uneasy, and couldn't help secretly looking in Yan Wenyuan's direction.

Yan Wenyuan glanced at him with deep meaning in his eyes. When Emperor Yan didn't pay attention, he moved his lips quickly and said a word quickly.

"plum."

——The implication is that it is for the case of Li Zezhang.

Gathering his mind, Lu Yanming took a step, and responded loudly: "I think that your Majesty is the former minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the convener for Li Zezhang's case."

"I also thought that your majesty summoned the ministers for Li Zezhang's business." At this time, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment also came out and seconded Lu Yanming's words.

Immediately afterwards, several other ministers also echoed their words.

Emperor Yan's face was majestic, he looked down at the few ministers bowing down, but after a while, he shifted his gaze to the three princes beside him, and said indifferently: "Which one of you do you think I should let?" Come to preside over this case?"

Biting his lip, remembering what his mother and concubine said, Yan Wenzhi took a step forward and volunteered: "I request that you preside over this case."

"I think it's wrong."

Before Emperor Yan could speak, Shen Nong, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, stepped forward to stop him. He was always outspoken, and now he said directly: "Li Zezhang is the biological father of Concubine Liang and the grandfather of the fifth prince. The fifth prince should avoid suspicion."

"Shen Nong, are you accusing me of being unfair and disregarding Dayan's discipline?!" Yan Wenzhi clenched his fists, looked at Shen Nong gloomyly, and questioned in a cold voice.

"My minister has no such intention." Shen Nong lowered his brows and looked at him respectfully.

"you--"

Yan Wenzhi wanted to speak again, but saw Jiang Xi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, with a sullen face, and shook his head slightly at him, so although his heart was burning with anger, he still endured it.

A little intolerance can lead to big plans, he understands this truth.

Emperor Yan sat on the imperial chair with his lapels straight, his eyes glanced at Yan Wenzhi indifferently, he couldn't hide his disappointment in his heart, he looked at Yan Wenyuan at the side again, paused for a moment, and said softly: "Wenyuan, come here Recommend someone."

Standing out of the queue, Yan Wenyuan thought for a while, and responded loudly: "I think that the second brother is the most suitable to handle this case—"