Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Xing Wenshu raised his eyes to meet Xie Anshuang's gaze, bowed his head and retreated a small step, and said respectfully: "Since I follow His Majesty as a bodyguard, I naturally have to consider everything for His Majesty. Besides..."

He paused, then looked at Xie An's crown of hair: "Does Your Majesty really think that this subject is suitable for entering the harem?"

Xie Anshuang: "..."

He recalled Xing Wenshu's poor performance this morning, and decided not to continue this topic. With a slight effort in his right hand, he pulled the umbrella out of Xing Wenshu's hand.

"Xing Aiqing is so delicate, Gu would not dare to bother you to hold an umbrella for Gu."

Xie Anshuang took the umbrella and turned around and walked to Ru Nian's side, looking at the palace maid behind her who was holding the umbrella: "You step back, I will stand alone with my concubine."

The palace maid received his calm gaze, drooped her eyelashes, took small steps back consciously, and walked to Xing Wenshu's side to hold an umbrella for him.

Xie An glanced back inadvertently, and when he saw this, he no longer cared about the affairs behind him, and walked to the main hall of Qiwu Hall with Ru Nian, and left Xing Wenshu outside the hall to guard before entering.

The Anshen incense had already been lit in the Qiwu Hall, and Xie Anshuang recognized the faint scent almost as soon as he walked in.

He yawned and said vaguely, "Remove Anshenxiang."

Ru Nian looked confused: "Are you sure?"

Xie Anshuang rubbed his eyes and nodded: "Yeah. Don't sleep today, go to the secret room to check something."

"...Your Majesty wants to investigate the previous influence of the princelings?" Ru Nian frowned, "But Your Majesty came back so late last night, and now he is obviously sleepy. If you don't take a break, how will you deal with the courtiers who are looking for you every day?"

Xie Anshuang replied indifferently: "Let's talk about it later. If the matter of the masked thief is delayed for a day, one more person may be killed. It is better to solve it as soon as possible."

Ru Nian looked at him, hesitated to speak, and then sighed softly after a long while: "Okay then. The album of the courtier's power is still in the old place, your majesty just go down and get it. I will bring you a cup of tea to refresh your majesty later."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, uncle."

Xie An said thank you to Ru, turned around and walked to the end of the bed, and lifted the blanket, revealing the entrance of the secret room which was almost the same color as the ground.

For the sake of convenience, he specially opened a secret room in the palace of every trusted concubine.

However, most of the concubines kept books, and only Qiwu Hall kept some more important items.

For example, the atlas of courtiers mentioned by Xie Anshuang and Ru Nian just now.

The album was part of the courtiers' network he had collected in the two years since he took the throne, as well as the party influence of all the princes back then.

Xie Anshuang walked into the secret room with ease, and found the album from a secret corner.

He walked to the side of the small desk and sat down, lit the candle lamp, and flipped through the album in the dim environment.

There are various sources of this album, some collected by his master Ru Nian and his uncle Ru Nian, some people he placed in the court paid attention to, and some he found out intentionally or unintentionally, most of the content he has not read completely.

Suppressing sleepiness, he turned back page by page, and only when he saw the information he needed, he pulled out some energy and took out a piece of rice paper to make a brief record.

"The son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials was once the prince's companion, and he has a close relationship with the prince."

"The first emperor, Doctor Shi Guanglu, is a member of the crown prince's mother clan."

"..."

"The second son of the late emperor's prime minister, and the crown prince...have a close personal relationship?"

Xie Anshuang, who was originally looking at several lines at a glance, suddenly stopped.

The second son of the first emperor's prime minister... Isn't that Xing Wenshu?

Xie Anshuang frowned lightly.

During his tenure as prime minister, Xing Wenshu's father had always acted impartially and maintained a neutral attitude. He had not clearly expressed his support for any prince.

He never thought that Xing Wenshu was also a member of the prince's faction.

Xie Anshuang pursed his lips lightly, and added Xing Wenshu's name on the rice paper under the faint candlelight.

……

About half an hour later, Ru Nian's voice came from above the secret room.

"Your Majesty, would you like to drink some tea? This tea is the top-quality tea specially sent from my concubine's home."

Xie Anshuang heard that someone was coming, crumpled up the rice paper in his hand and put it in his clothes, put away the album again and went out from the secret room.

When he left the secret room, he had already adjusted back to his usual state in front of the courtiers. He picked up the teacup and took a few sips. After a while, he heard Xing Wenshu's voice from the outer room.

"Report to Your Majesty, Eunuch Fu said that the memorial has been sent to the imperial study, and today the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment are asking to see each other."

Xie Anshuang was still sitting in the inner room, lazily responding: "I won't see the guests today if I don't approve the memorial, let them go back where they came from."

Xing Wenshu in the outer room was silent for a moment, and then said again: "I think your majesty's move is inappropriate. It's normal for your majesty to be playful at a young age. But the affairs of the court cannot be delayed..."

Xie Anshuang interrupted him indifferently: "I'm used to hearing long speeches, so Xing Aiqing should save some time."

However, Xing Wenshu outside didn't seem to hear his words, and after he finished speaking, he continued very naturally: "...the incident of the masked thieves has not yet subsided, and the people and officials in the capital are panicked, which is not good for the development of our dynasty .Furthermore..."

"...Gu Ming, you shut up." Xie An's double voice was colder than before, which was a sign that he was about to get angry on weekdays.

But Xing Wenshu continued: "If the masked thief is not found out, innocent people will inevitably be killed by him, and it may even endanger..."

"..."

Xie Anshuang took a deep breath, and walked out of the inner room expressionlessly: "Putting out the imperial study."

Xing Wenshu immediately stopped talking: "Okay, I will order the sedan chair to be prepared."

He deserved it this time, Xie Anshuang suspected that his long speech just now was intentional, and he had very sufficient evidence.

Xie Anshuang was in a bad mood waiting to prepare the sedan chair, and before leaving the house, he suddenly said: "My concubine has been exhausted recently, so I don't need to follow her this time, let's rest in the palace."

"My concubine, thank you for your majesty's compassion." Ru Nianshi saluted, with a bit of worry on her face, "It's just that my concubine is not here, so what should I do if those clumsy servants can't serve your majesty well?"

Xie An looked at Xing Wenshu with both eyes: "Xing Aiqing is so concerned about the country and the people, surely she wouldn't mind serving the lonely concubine?"

Xing Wenshu greeted with a smile: "It is the duty of ministers to share your majesty's worries."

"Lonely, it's more like worrying." Xie Anshuang muttered, and walked towards the sedan chair outside the hall.

Xing Wenshu listened to his complaining words, with a smile in his eyes, and after a brief greeting to Ru Nian, he followed his footsteps and got into the sedan chair together.

A heater had already been set up in the sedan chair, and when one walked in, the heat came rushing towards him, making Xie Anshuang feel more and more sleepy.

With Xing Wenshu nearby, he couldn't easily yawn, so he looked around in the sedan chair, his eyes fixed on the flagon.

"Pour a glass of wine for Gu." He ordered, and then added after a while, "You always know this?"

Xing Wenshu responded gently: "This little miscellaneous minister will still know it."

Xie Anshuang snorted softly: "Gu thought Xing Aiqing was being served in everything, even serving tea and water."

Xing Wenshu ignored his yin and yang, and frowned when he reached out to pick up the flagon: "In this cold winter, why is your majesty drinking ice wine again?"

Xie Anshuang glanced sideways with one hand on his chin: "Why, it's not enough for Gu to go to the imperial study, Xing Aiqing also cares about what kind of wine Gu drinks?"

Xing Wenshu concentrated his mind: "Drinking ice wine is not good for your health. Your Majesty's body is ninety-five years old. You must take care of your dragon body."

"It's a grand-sounding statement at this time." Xie Anshuang took the opportunity to yawn lazily and sneered, "Aren't you secretly looking forward to dying alone?"

Xing Wenshu frowned even deeper: "Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang's smile deepened: "Why, is there something wrong with what Gu said? If Gu remembers correctly, you were a member of the princeling party before, right? Second Young Master Xing."

"The minister only had contacts with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and did not participate in any party."

Xing Wenshu looked at him seriously, and replied seriously: "Furthermore, no matter what your status is, I sincerely hope that Your Majesty can take care of the dragon's body."

Xie Anshuang met the sincerity in his eyes, and after a while, she snorted and looked away without comment.

Xing Wenshu let out a breath and slowed down his tone: "This wine minister will warm up your majesty before giving it to your majesty. Please wait a moment."

Xie Anshuang still didn't speak, but turned to look out the window.

Xing Wenshu only regarded him as acquiescing, and took the jug to the stove to warm it up for a while.

The process of warming the wine took a while, and the two of them didn't communicate any more during the process.

When Xing Wenshu felt that the temperature was about the same, he turned his head and saw Xie An beside him with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

No wonder I haven't heard him speak again.

Xing Wenshu smiled helplessly, put the wine glass he just took out back on the table, and looked at the sleeping person next to him again.

The appearance of Xie Anshuang sleeping on the sedan chair was the same as in the early morning, and he looked extraordinarily obedient, but because of the closer distance, Xing Wenshu could see more tiredness in his face.

In fact, this little His Majesty is also a poor person.

Xing Wenshu recalled the scene of Xie Anshuang in his previous life who walked into the raging fire and was buried in the flames.

At that time, Xie Anshuang was also dressed in red, and he was calm among the panicked crowd, only showing him a smile when he hurried over.

A free and easy and sincere smile.

Then Xie Anshuang turned around and resolutely stepped into the scene of fire, letting the fire engulf his bright red figure.

In that life, because of Xie Anshuang's various difficulties, he thought that he was afraid of his own power, so he always had an attitude of avoiding him while he could, and there were hardly any direct confrontations.

Now that he has relived his life, he wants to try to get close to this little majesty again, and try to find out the meaning of his smile in the previous life.

Xing Wenshu sighed softly in his heart, withdrew his thoughts, picked up the cloak on the side and wanted to cover Xie An with both hands.

However, almost at the same time as he approached, Xie Anshuang opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were cold and stern, and he shot to restrain Xing Wenshu in an instant.

Xing Wenshu dodged subconsciously, but the space in the sedan chair was too small. He was still holding a cloak in his hand, and inadvertently swept the wine glass off the table.

"Snapped--"

The crisp sound broke the silence in the sedan chair, and Fuyuan's worried inquiry came from outside the sedan chair: "Your Majesty? This old slave seems to have heard movement in the sedan chair, but what happened?"

Xie Anshuang came back to his senses and was in a daze for a moment when he saw Xing Wenshu's face close at hand, then let go of his hand and responded: "It's nothing, don't worry."

"……Yes."

The sound outside the sedan chair gradually dissipated, Xie Anshuang opened the distance between him and Xing Wenshu again, and said coldly: "In the future, don't disturb Gu when he is resting, otherwise Gu may not stop so timely every time."

Xing Wenshu seemed confused, and asked: "When Your Majesty was resting in the Imperial Study this morning, I also covered the blanket again for Your Majesty. At that time, Your Majesty didn't seem to have such a big reaction?"

Xie Anshuang looked at him without emotion, and said indifferently, "Master Xing wants to inquire about Gu's private affairs?"

"Don't dare." Xing Wenshu keenly sensed that he was not joking this time, and restrained his behavior of testing his bottom line.

Xie Anshuang retracted his gaze, raised his chin slightly and gave the order: "Go and clean up the broken porcelain pieces."

However, Xing Wen expressed his embarrassment in writing, and asked hesitantly: "Is there a handkerchief in this sedan chair? Broken porcelain can easily cut your hands, and it will hurt."

Xie Anshuang: "..."

Xie Anshuang: "Which country sent you as an undercover little princess? You are so delicate."

Hearing that his mood was more relaxed than before, Xing Wenshu's expression didn't change much, and he sighed lightly before picking up the broken porcelain pieces with his bare hands.

When picking up the third relatively large piece, Xing Wenshu noticed that Xie Anshuang turned his gaze out of the window.

He lightly stroked the fragments in his hand, thinking of the momentary trance between Xie An and the other side, his eyes were thoughtful.

After a while.

Xie Anshuang, who was still looking at the scenery to relax, heard a light inhalation sound coming from his side, and then turned his head to find that Xing Wenshu was frowning and looking at his blood-stained fingertips.

Xu Shi noticed his gaze, and Xing Wenshu looked at him again, showing a look of "Look, the minister said it would be like this".

"..."

Xie Anshuang almost laughed angrily at him: "Is it the prime minister or the ancestor who is recruited by Gu?"

Without waiting for Xing Wenshu's answer, he turned to the outside of the sedan chair and ordered: "Fuyuan, I will call a famous imperial doctor to bring a medicine box."

After he finished speaking, he paused, looked at the small cut on Xing Wenshu's fingertips, and added: "Remember to ask the imperial doctor to come quickly, or your wound, Master Xing, will heal."

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