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Prince, their biggest enemy at present.If you remember correctly, Song Guangde will be seriously ill in two years, and all the princes will return to the imperial capital to start a bloody drama of seizing the heir.

At present, the prince's power is still very stable, and everyone who sees him has to go around.When he comes back this time, Song Guang will never make it easier.

The atmosphere in the room became dull for a while, and Zhou Mao didn't know how to respond.They are all on the same boat, the prince must be able to find out about their friendship in Taiyuan back then, will it be too late to get rid of it now?Since it is already late, why bother to alienate each other?

He understood Song Guangqian's meaning. They turned on and off, and Song Guangqian was the one to attract the firepower and buy himself time.

Zhou Mao smiled wryly, he is under a lot of pressure, how can he grow up to be able to compete with the prince in the fastest time?

In his previous life, he helped Song Guangling because the prince's power collapsed after Song Guangde became seriously ill.To put it bluntly, it's just taking advantage of the chaos to pick up leaks.

How about letting Song Guanggan go out and hide for another two years?

"Brother Yuan Hui, do you trust me?" Zhou Mao lost his struggle and looked at Song Guanggan solemnly.

Song Guangqian had never seen him so serious before, he was slightly taken aback, he nodded and said, "Of course."

"Two years, you have been away from the imperial capital for two years, and I will definitely let you come back in glory."

"What?" Song Guang grabbed Zhou Mao's hand fiercely, "What are you going to do?"

Shi Yan frowned and looked at the hand, but he still didn't move after enduring it. He gritted his teeth and thought: It's time to find a day to confess to Yuan Hui, and friends' wives should keep a distance.

The other two didn't notice Shi Yan's inner activities, they were engrossed in discussing countermeasures.

"You mean..." Song Guangqian hesitated for a while, "You're right, if I continue to stay in the emperor, the prince's party will be alerted. But you alone... I can't help you when something happens."

Knowing that he was moved by his own words, Zhou Mao smiled brightly: "The prince will only curry favor with me if you are not here, we will not be able to get together often in the rest of the day, let's drink enough tonight."

"You can only drink tea." Shi Yan jumped out to add.

The next day, Crown Prince Song Guangyan returned to court in a domineering manner.The scene of him coming back alone is comparable to the scene of welcoming the teacher's ceremony two days ago, except that there is no official escort.

Zhou Mao didn't go to join in the fun, listening to those who just came back narrate the whole process, Zhou Mao shook his head and laughed, this prince is really spoiled.

Is it worth it?Thousands of forbidden soldiers cleared the way, followed by a large group of nobles and bureaucrats who came to greet them. Those who didn't know it thought that the emperor had come out to sacrifice to heaven.

I really don't know why Song Guangde likes this son so much. Could it be that they both love face-saving projects?

As soon as Song Guangyan came back, he went directly to the Wende Palace. The father and son chatted for a long time, but Song Guangde didn't know which tendon was cramping, and suddenly wanted to introduce Zhou Mao, who had been in his heart very much recently, to the prince.

Zhou Mao saluted his former opponent, stood aside with his head bowed, his eyebrows lowered, and he put on an air of innocence and harmlessness.

"He is the youngest Master Shangshu in the history of Dayan? He is indeed a good-looking talent." Song Guangyan looked at Zhou Mao unscrupulously, showing a playful smile.

"I heard that you and King Rui are very close?"

"I dare not, I just worked with King Rui for a while." Zhou Mao replied respectfully.

"Working together?" Song Guangyan obviously didn't believe it, "Then when you work with me in the future, I will ask Mr. Zhou to teach you a lot."

Zhou Mao took a step forward and bowed to Song Guangyan: "I am still young and dare not speak to the prince, please forgive me."

He had a gentle smile, just the right amount of respect, neither humble nor overbearing.Song Guangyan didn't have a good impression of him at first, but now he has changed. He thinks this person can be wooed.

"The Prince's Mansion is hosting a banquet tonight, Lord Zhou must honor it." Judging from his performance, he is deciding whether to punish him for his mistake of not coming to pick him up.

"Thank you, Prince." Zhou Mao bowed again and retreated.

"Yan'er is making friends with ministers in front of me!" Here it comes again, he always says the opposite of what Song Guangde wants to see.

"Isn't this exactly what the father intended? My son is just pushing the boat along with the flow." Song Guangyan laughed.

He is the only one who can talk to the officials so unscrupulously, alas, Zhou Mao sighed secretly, it is really unreasonable for people to be biased.

Leaving Wende Hall, I happened to meet Shi Li and Shi Yan who came to report on their duties.Zhou Mao saluted Shi Li, smiled at Shi Yan, and passed by.

This big victory will show our country's prestige.Except for Song Guangqian, the rewards of the others have not yet come down, it seems that there will be a conclusion today.

Sure enough, not long after Zhou Mao returned to the Daqing Palace, someone who wentssip came to the news.

"Marshal Shi actually retired when he was in the limelight, which is really unexpected."

"Is there anything unexpected? This is a smart move by him. He retreated bravely and left his position to his grandson. He will live his life in the name of Lord Zhen."

"I heard that the general of the junior division has also taken the position of commander in front of the palace. It's incredible. Only the relatives of the emperor have always been able to hold this position."

"That's why Marshal Shi is smart, and his family has taken advantage of all the benefits. Next time he will be in command, maybe he will be from his family."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

As long as he finished his own work, Zhou Mao never cared about the people under him, and he could understand the trends in the political circle by listening to their nonsense occasionally.But Zhou Mao would still stop them from saying things that were not good for Shi Yan.

"Wing Wenming, Xiu Ning, be careful what you say, you will feel better about being imprisoned by the censor."

"Yes, yes, thank you for reminding me." Wen Wenming rubbed his nose and said with a smile.

Dianqian Secretary!The official position is not high, but it is indeed a position with a bright future, and you can always accompany the royal family.Zhou Mao seemed to understand Song Guangde's thoughts again—well, he is handsome, tall and handsome, which fits my majestic image of Dayan, with a long face.

Shi Li should also have this idea, to let him stay in the imperial capital for a few years to get a solid foundation.Anyway, he already has meritorious service in hand, and there is no war right now, so he is not in a hurry to go to the army for a while, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the officials.

The wily fox, the fox!

When we arrived at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion by car, the place was already full of cars and horses.Zhou Mao was mentally prepared when he came to the imperial capital. As a Beijing official, human relations are inevitable.The big banquet and the small banquet are together, and the third son probably won't have to prepare his dinner in the future.

Fortunately, he has long been used to it.

Zhou Mao decided to get off the car a few hundred meters earlier and walk instead of crowding around with those people.

The quality of the servants in the Prince's Mansion was quite high, and before he was made to wait long, someone led Zhou Mao to his place.Some people have already come around, and they are all similar to his official position.

This is not surprising, even though Zhou Mao is still a stranger in the Prince's Mansion, the purple official uniform symbolizes his status, and he deserves to be treated with respect.

As soon as Zhou Mao took his seat, he saw Song Guangqian wearing a royal suit and walking into the main hall gracefully.His position is far away from Zhou Mao, it seems that the prince deliberately arranged it to observe their interaction.

It's a pity that apart from nodding and smiling at him at the beginning, Song Guangqian had no communication during the whole dinner.

What Song Guangqian wanted people to see was that the friendship between the two of them was mediocre, and they really just worked together.

Shi Yan had a mission and couldn't be there.Shi Li also declined because he was unwell, and Zhou Mao could see that the prince didn't care much about the two of them, since he had never had much contact with generals.

What a self-righteous idiot, Song Guangde knows how to make a superficial effort to curry favor with the generals guarding the border from time to time, but he doesn't care at all.No wonder his power quickly disintegrated after his father's death. Without the support of the army, only the elders and nobles were tested, and all the illusions were established, which were uprooted when the wind blew.

Zhou Mao drank his own tea in obscurity, and watched a group of people flirtatiously. The low-key ones were about to grow mushrooms, but some people still refused to let him go.

"Master Zhou is so lonely drinking by himself, why don't you go have a drink with your friends." The crown prince walked up to Zhou Mao with the jug, and gave Song Guanggan a meaningful look.

Zhou Mao didn't refuse either, picked up the wine glass and walked over with the prince.

"May I offer King Rui a cup?"

Song Guangqian was not surprised to see the prince's behavior towards Zhou Mao. When Zhou Mao approached, he filled himself a glass of wine.Drank it in front of the prince.

"Master Zhou, are you all right?" There must be enough acting, starting with greetings.

Zhou Mao almost laughed, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Thanks to the blessing of His Royal Highness, I was able to see King Rui today, and I miss it very much after seeing you for a few days."

This time it was Song Guang who laughed dryly, Xiaomao was mischievous, deliberately speaking so ambiguously.

"There are still things you miss in the future. After staying with mother for a few more days, I will go to Yanjing to help the garrison. I don't know when I will be able to return." Song Guangqian said deliberately with regret.

"You have a very good relationship." The prince naturally knew about this, he was very satisfied with Song Guangqian's real-time affairs, the emperor belonged to him, and no one could get his hands on it.

"Brother, I laughed. Mr. Zhou helped us a lot in Taiyuan, and Lord Zhen also admired him very much." Song Guanggan said with a smile.

"Thanks to King Rui's wrong love, the facts of what the officials did are not worth mentioning." Zhou Mao lowered his head in embarrassment, except for the movement of biting his lips, he was really a humble and polite boy to outsiders.

No matter what their relationship is now, it is a fact that Song Guangqian will leave soon, and the prince is willing to take over his 'good colleague'.

He put his arms around Zhou Mao's shoulders, and said generously: "Don't worry, fourth brother, with me in the imperial capital, no one will dare to bully Mr. Zhou. Hahahahahaha..."

Song Guangqian still had that gentle expression. He secretly took a nostalgic glance at Zhou Mao, and found that he was also looking at him. The meeting of eyes conveyed the message of reassuring each other.

Just when one was foolishly happy and the two were helpless, a voice came from behind them.

"Big Brother, Fourth Brother, long time no see."

The three of them looked for their reputation at the same time, and when they saw who was coming, three different expressions appeared on the three of them respectively.

The most intense one was Zhou Mao, the blood on his face faded for a while, and he staggered back a step because of his unsteady figure.

Song Guangqian beside him hurriedly helped him.

"Little... What's wrong with Mr. Zhou?" Song Guangqian asked with concern.

Zhou Mao leaned on Song Guangqian, shook his head at him, forced a smile and said: "I have seen the seventh prince."

His head was buzzing, why?Why did Song Guangling return to court at this time?

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