Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Xie Anshuang's movements were a little sluggish, but he returned to his original appearance almost instantly. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Xing Aiqing can't play the gentle card. I think it's almost like a solitary trick?"

Xing Wenshu was still seriously curious, and continued: "I just feel that the handwriting written by Your Majesty is somewhat similar to the handwriting of a child I saw in the Imperial Garden when I was young. The child was only about four or five years old at that time. If Your Majesty At that time, it should be about this age."

"..."

Xie Anshuang did not expect that he would actually remember the first meeting in the Yuhuayuan, and he pursed his lips for a moment before continuing, "Then Xing Aiqing will be disappointed. Gu stayed in the Huguo Temple to raise her body until she was seven years old, but she will not appear in Yuhuayuan. garden."

"Huguo Temple?" Xing Wenshu looked a little surprised, "But my mother often went to Huguo Temple, and I also went to Huguo Temple several times. I have never heard of a prince living in Huguo Temple."

"That's because you are ignorant." Xie Anshuang replied disdainfully.

But in fact, he did not live in Huguo Temple, and he never even went there once.It's just that before the age of seven, he was imprisoned by Yuangui in her own palace, and the abbot of Huguo Temple was from her mother's clan, so he lied to the public that he went to Huguo Temple to recuperate.

Xing Wenshu was still a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions. He carefully folded and put away the rice paper that Xie Anshuang had written, took out a few books and put them in front of him, saying: "Since your majesty doesn't need to work hard on writing, don't you?" If you just read more books. The so-called book has its own golden house, reading more books is also harmful to Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang glanced at the title of the book, not very interested: "You don't have to look at the big truths that matter to you. There are so many books by Xing Aiqing, why doesn't there even have any interesting ones?"

Xing Wenshu continued to ask in a good-tempered manner: "Then what kind of books does Your Majesty want to read? You can look for them and see if there are any."

Xie Anshuang thought for a while and asked, "Is there anything fun?"

"I don't know what Your Majesty thinks is fun, why don't you try this book?" Xing Wenshu took out a copy of "Records of the Northern Dynasties" from the corner of the table, "This book contains some folk customs of the Northern Dynasties, and it mainly tells a lot of stories. "

Xie Anshuang was still not in high spirits: "Aren't there any gossips? These are too boring."

Xing Wenshu thought about it carefully, and finally replied with regret: "I'm sorry, I don't usually see these things much. If Your Majesty likes it, I will pay attention to it later."

Listening to his tolerant tone as always, Xie Anshuang didn't say anything, just picked up the book that Xing Wenshu had just handed over, and glanced at it.

In fact, he is more interested in books about folk customs, and what he said just now is just to test the bottom line of Xing Wenshu's tolerance for him.

No matter how patient people are, there will always be a degree of measurement.He has let himself go long enough, it's time to find out the limit of Xing Wenshu's tolerance for him, and then...

Completely smash this limit.

Xie Anshuang simply flipped through a few pages, looked up and wanted to say something more disgusting, but happened to see Xing Wenshu resting on his temple with one hand, his face faintly tired.

Speaking of which, he occupied Xing Wenshu's couch, so Xing Wenshu should have stayed up all night.And as his bodyguard, Xing Wenshu had to stay awake to meet his needs while he was still here.

It just so happened that Xing Wenshu noticed his gaze and turned to look at him without any trace of exhaustion left: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

... Anyway, Xing Wenshu has such a high tolerance limit, so he is not in a hurry to force him at this moment.

Xie Anshuang still couldn't help but soften his heart.He put the scroll in his hand on the table casually, got up and said: "Forget it, Xing Aiqing is really boring here. I have to go back to Chang'an Palace."

Xing Wenshu put down the pen in his hand and said: "Your Majesty is still ill, and I will order someone to prepare the sedan chair. Please wait a while."

As he spoke, he arranged the things on the table, as if he planned to go to Chang'an Hall with him.

Xie An Shuanglanfeng waved his hands at this moment: "It's fine to prepare the sedan chair, so you don't have to follow. I don't want to listen to Mr. Xing's nagging anymore. I'm in a bad mood."

Hearing this, Xing Wenshu didn't say much, and said gently: "That's fine. But your majesty, remember to pay more attention to your body, and don't force yourself too much."

Xie Anshuang snorted softly: "I don't know who is being forced to be lonely on weekdays."

Hearing his complaining tone, Xing Wenshu smiled and didn't respond, and went out to find someone to prepare the sedan chair.

After last night's temporary search for the palace servants who could not be found, Xing Wenshu arranged several palace servants to be on duty nearby this time, and the speed of preparing the sedan chair was fairly fast.

Not long after, the sedan chair was ready, and Xing Wenshu watched Xie Anshuang leave at the door.

Xie Anshuang resisted not lifting the curtain, breathed lightly on the sedan chair, collected his mind, and gradually moved away from Xing Wenshu's residence.

……

"I have seen Your Majesty."

In front of Chang'an Hall, Fuyuan was still waiting at the front, and when Xie An got off the sedan chair, he saluted respectfully.

Xie Anshuang nodded in response, and seeing that he seemed to have something else to say, he asked, "What else is there?"

Fuyuan hurriedly reported: "Report to Your Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials is asking to see you in front of the imperial study."

"Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials?" Xie Anshuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said after a while, "I don't want to move, if he still wants to see him, let him come to Chang'an Palace."

Fuyuan replied "Yes", and then retreated to report to the direction of the imperial study.

When Fuyuan came back, Xie Anshuang was lazily sitting on the seat, with a pile of papers in front of him.

Hearing the movement at the door, he rested his chin on one hand and glanced over there.Ask casually, "How?"

Fu Yuan seemed a bit embarrassed, and after hesitating, he still chose to report in the original words: "His Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials said... Chang'an Hall is the main hall of the harem, even if it is Your Majesty, officials from foreign courts should not be allowed to enter and leave the harem at will."

Xie An raised his brows lightly: "Your Majesty Li is as courageous as ever, he just wants to beat around the bush and accuse Gu of detaining Xing Wenshu in the palace."

The Li Mansion where Li Shangshu, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and the Xing Mansion have been friends for generations. Xie Anshuang is not surprised that he would fight for Xing Wenshu, but this does not prevent him from making use of the topic.

He sneered, and continued: "Go and tell that Master Li, either he will come to the Chang'an Palace, or he will go back to his own house. Do you really think he has so much face that you want to accommodate him alone?"

Fuyuan stood in the same place, keeping his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart. He just responded politely after hearing Xie Anshuang's will, and went to the imperial study room to report. Soon after, he brought Li Shangshu back and said that His Majesty would not go to the imperial study room. Kneeling in front of the study waiting for the answer.

Xie Anshuang dismissed this, and only sneered and said: "He likes to kneel down and let him kneel down, but I don't have so much free time to talk to a courtier."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand away from Fuyuan, flipped through a casual book in his room, without any intention of retreating.

In fact, this kind of thing happened not once or twice in the palace. Li Shangshu, as the leader of the few loyal ministers in the court, was stubborn and upright. Today, the trouble usually reaches the point of final stalemate.

In the past, until the end, Xie Anshuang would ask Fuyuan to persuade him to go back in Fuyuan's own name, and this time his plan was naturally the same.

It's just that this time before Fuyuan could go to Li Shangshu, he waited for Xing Wenshu first.

When Xing Wenshu came over, Xie Anshuang had just called the palace servants to bring a jug of ice wine. When he saw him, the hand holding the wine glass froze slightly, and almost spilled it directly.

He coughed lightly, put the wine glass aside pretending to be calm, and asked casually: "What kind of wind brought Xing Aiqing here?"

Xing Wenshu looked at him helplessly: "If Fei Chen came over, His Majesty would drink ice wine again? His Majesty is still ill, so he shouldn't be drinking alcohol, not to mention that the weather is still not hot, and ice wine is even more harmful to health. If... …”

"That's enough, stop it. It's fine if you don't drink alone." Xie Anshuang was afraid of his temperament that is always reasonable, so he turned the topic back to business, "So what is Xing Aiqing doing here at this time?"

When it came to the topic, Xing Wenshu finally said seriously: "I came here this time because I heard about the dispute between His Majesty and Li Shangshu."

Xie An's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes to meet his gaze: "Xing Aiqing is well informed."

Xing Wenshu replied: "I have traveled between the Imperial Study Room and the Chang'an Palace for several days, and there will always be some acquaintances in the palace. Today happens to be an acquaintance in the palace who is on duty. I hope that I can mediate the conflict between Your Majesty and Li Shangshu. "

Xie Anshuang was noncommittal to his remarks, raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the other side, and asked, "Does Xing Aiqing know what Lord Li said?"

Xing Wenshu cupped his hands: "I would like to hear the details."

"Shangshu Li, please meet me in the imperial study. Gu asked him to come to Chang'an Palace, but he said that even Gu should not let officials from the outer court easily enter and exit the harem area." Xie Anshuang spoke calmly, rubbing the cool glass wall with his fingertips, "Second Master Xing thinks that this is Gu's fault, or Li Shangshu's fault?"

Xing Wenshu heard the meaning behind his words almost as soon as he finished speaking.

Li Shangshu's words sounded like a simple statement that he should not walk in the harem, but everyone in the court knew that Xing Wenshu was currently staying in the palace temporarily, and also knew the relationship between the Li family and the Xing family.

This clearly accused Xie Anshuang of trapping Xing Wenshu in the palace.

Xing Wenshu sighed in his heart, and said: "Your Majesty has His Majesty's thoughts, and Li Shangshu has Li Shangshu's reasons. If you really want to discuss it, it should be the minister's fault. It is the minister who forgot to explain the situation to Li Shangshu, which caused Li Shangshu to misunderstand .”

"Xing Aiqing admits her mistakes positively." Xie Anshuang played with the teacup with one hand resting on his chin, the meaning in his tone was unclear.

Xing Wenshu smiled: "I voluntarily entered the palace to live temporarily. I just wanted to relieve His Majesty's worries. Naturally, I can't let this matter disturb Your Majesty's mood. Li Shangshu's minister will explain clearly, and the minister will leave first. "

Xie An waved his hands and let him leave and go to the imperial study.

Not long after Xing Wenshu left, Fuyuan came in with a plate and put it in front of Xie Anshuang.

Xie Anshuang took a glance, and saw a plate of small bunny-shaped pastries on top.

He looked confused, and Fuyuan explained: "Your Majesty, this is a small cake specially ordered by Prime Minister Xing to be made in the imperial dining room. He said that he thought that His Majesty's diet was light, and he might want to eat something delicious. It's just that If the timing is not right, Prime Minister Xing will temporarily hand over these to the old slave."

"Prime Minister Xing also asked the old servant to tell His Majesty that he stayed in the imperial dining room and watched the imperial chefs make it before he came to Chang'an Hall. Your Majesty can eat it with peace of mind."

Xie An paused.

Before Xing Wenshu came to Chang'an Palace... Isn't that just after he left Xing Wenshu's residence?

This was the time he specially set aside for Xing Wenshu to rest, but he was lucky and ran to the imperial dining room to torment himself.

Xie Anshuang clenched his fingertips, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Gu said, that Gu hates pastries. You can tell Xing Wenshu on Gu's behalf. If he really wants to be sincere, he can do it himself. Gu doesn't care for his hypocritical kindness. .”

Fuyuan didn't expect him to refuse with such heavy words, he was taken aback for a moment before he realized, and then hesitantly said: "Then this plate of pastries..."

"..."

Xie Anshuang looked away, pretending to be indifferent: "Fall down."

The author has something to say:

The prime minister's culinary skills are about to shine ww

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