Your Majesty, You Can't

When he heard the urgent report of food shortage from the frontline military in the court, He Lanzhihui wanted to propose to leave the capital to become a food supervisor, not just because of the two reasons he said.

He thought a lot at that moment, far more than he said.

Being a food supervisor is far away from the capital, which means that he cannot intervene in the affairs of the court in the first place.If the emperor wants to investigate his power, he can investigate clearly.He Lanzhi has always done things innocently, and he has never plotted to usurp power or position.He is not in the capital, so Zhao Yin doesn't need to be afraid of him, he can go and check thoroughly to see if his oath of allegiance to His Majesty is just lip service.

Three years ago, Zhao Yin deliberately weakened the power cultivated by the former prime minister and dispersed the Helan faction's party members, just because he was worried that Helanzhi would attack the imperial power.In the end, an eunuch was sent to reward him with hazel wine, just to give him a final blow, so that he must not move any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Although the 15-year-old Zhao Yin gave him a nearly perfect explanation, but as a 22-year-old adult, He Lanzhi's lies seemed a bit clumsy in his eyes.

There are so many fine wines and fine wines in the palace, and there are thousands of eunuchs with standard accents in the palace. Zhao Yin deliberately selected the eunuch with a problematic accent and Zhenjiu, which is almost the same as poisonous wine, just to make him misunderstand and experience It's like walking outside the gate of hell again and again.

Instead of being given a glass of poisonous wine by Zhao Yin, he might as well leave the imperial city on his own initiative.

In addition, he also has a meaning of wanting to escape.

Staying in the capital, I will watch Zhao Yin finish selecting concubines, and then become the witness of the emperor's first wedding, witnessing him sharing the spring night with other women.

He didn't want to see Zhao Yin's wedding night.He was afraid that when everyone was smiling and congratulating Zhao Yin, only he would not be able to hold back his forced smile and cry in front of others.

It will probably take no more than three months for the draft girl to get married to Zhao Yin, and it is estimated that it will be exactly three months before she becomes a grain supervisor and delivers a batch of grain and grass.During these three months, he could avoid everything he didn't want to see.By the time I came back, everything had been settled.

At that time, the heart will die.

It is nothing more than a good-sounding reason to say that new weapons are sent to the front line.With so many people in the Ministry of War who are good at firearms, it is really a rotten excuse to send He Lanzhi to teach the frontline soldiers how to use firearms.

But fortunately, there were these court officials with different purposes seconding, so Zhao Yin had to agree to let him leave Beijing under pressure.

"My lord," the maidservant who packed the luggage for Prime Minister He Lan called out, pulling He Lanzhi who was in deep thought back to reality, "Do you want to bring this?"

He Lanzhi looked in the direction pointed by the maidservant's slender finger, and what was reflected in his dark pupils was the delicate wooden tree that was placed on the table and wiped every day by himself.

It was the box that Zhao Yin gave him, and there was a picture of the royal family's erotic palace in it.

"Take it with you." He Lanzhi's lips curled up into a smile, but it was inexplicably bitter, "This is the only thing His Majesty gave me. Take it with you."

The maid stopped tidying up, stared quietly at the corners of Master He Lan's lips, and continued the movement of her hands after a moment: "Yes."

After this night, it will be the day for He Lanzhi to leave Beijing.

In the summer of June, the scorching sun shone down on the entire capital, and even the cicadas lying on the trees uttered unbearable anxious calls.

However, the dark crowd in the suburbs of Beijing seemed incomparably quiet.

Except for a few extreme emperor officials who hated He Lanzhi, almost all the civil and military officials came to see Prime Minister He Lan off.In addition, there were countless Limin people who loved Prime Minister Helan and all the people in the Helan Mansion also rushed to the outskirts of Beijing to watch the gentle and elegant Prime Minister leave.

"Master He Lan, I wish you a safe journey."

The soldiers who were responsible for protecting the grain and grass sat on tall horses, watching the powerful Prime Minister He Lan standing in front of the carriage, and watching the crowd who refused to get on the carriage.

"Master Helan, are you waiting for someone?" A soldier couldn't help asking.

He Lanzhi looked at the distance of the crowd, trying to find the figure of that person, but found that it was all in vain.

Sure enough, he still didn't come.

He Lanzhi smiled wryly, stepped on the stool and Su Nuo helped to pull him onto the carriageway: "There is nothing waiting, let's go."