Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Not long after Fuyuan took the cakes away, Xing Wenshu brought Li Shangshu to Chang'an Hall to see him.

"My ministers, see your Majesty."

Xie An sat on the main seat in a dawdly manner, looking at Li Shangshu, whose expression was obviously not very good, he curled his lips into a chuckle: "Why, Master Li, don't you think it's inappropriate to come to Chang'an Palace?"

Li Shangshu glanced in the direction of Xing Wenshu, and replied bluntly: "Before, I was stupid and rigid, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Xie Anshuang raised his eyebrows lightly: "I never imagined that one day Gu would hear the phrase 'forgive me' from Mr. Li? Didn't Mr. Li always feel that Gu was not worthy of your talent?"

"...It's my arrogance, Your Majesty, please forgive me." Li Shangshu continued to answer with a suppressed temper.

If the reluctance in his words was not too obvious, Xie Anshuang would have suspected that he had been soul-changed.

Li Shangshu has always hated Xie Anshuang the most, wishing to scold him three times a day in order to wake him up, he is usually upright and has made many enemies in the court.If Xie Anshuang wasn't really a fool, he might not even be able to keep his head.

Xing Wenshu is really good at making such a stubborn veteran say such a compromise.

Xie Anshuang cast a glance in the direction of Xing Wenshu, and finally turned his attention back to the business: "Okay, I don't want to hear too many polite words, Lord Li, just tell me what's going on here."

Hearing the business, Li Shangshu's expression finally returned to normal, and he said, "Your Majesty, I want to report to His Majesty the election of the director of the garden construction in the suburbs of Beijing."

"Historically, the chief engineer was recommended by the competent officials for the construction of the project, and the final confirmation can only be made after the confirmation of the Ministry of Officials. However, the official Gong Shilang did not report to the Ministry of Officials yesterday, so he arbitrarily selected the chief engineer, ignoring Wang Fa."

Due to the emphasis on the quality of various constructions, the requirements for construction supervisors in the Northern Dynasties were relatively strict.

Although the rank of a supervisor is low, the affairs in charge are complicated. It involves the money transfer planning of various construction materials, and it is the position most likely to be greedy for money.

Xie Anshuang didn't comment immediately, and asked casually, "Who is Gong Shilang's final candidate?"

Li Shangshu replied: "Your Majesty, he is the eldest son of the Guan family recommended by Ye Shangshu."

The senior son of the Guan family is a well-known playboy in the capital, the Guan family and Ye Jiaming seem to have a good relationship, and Ye Zihe often visits the Guan family on weekdays.

The head of the Guan family is also a member of the Queen Mother's party.

Xie An rubbed the teacup with one hand, and said casually: "Master Guan thinks every day that Gu will give his good son a little official position, isn't it just right?"

Li Shangshu frowned and retorted: "But Your Majesty, the son of the Guan family is dissolute, greedy and lustful, and I think he is not qualified for the job of supervisor."

Xie Anshuang didn't care much: "Then Gong Shilang and Ye Shangshu are still watching. You don't need to report these small things to Gu, and Gu's time is not for listening to your complaints."

Li Shangshu wanted to say more, but Xing Wenshu, who was beside him, took a small step forward and said, "I want to report to Your Majesty, and I also think that this matter should be discussed again. Your Majesty's construction of gardens in the suburbs of Beijing is a very serious matter." Being criticized by the people, if there is another dispute over the supervisor, I am afraid it will be very detrimental to His Majesty."

"Life should be happy in time, so what does it have to do with loneliness?"

Xie Anshuang sneered disdainfully, "Since Gu has handed over this matter to Gong Shilang's supervisor, it is up to Gong Shilang to make the full decision, so there is no need to say more. If you are lonely, go down if you have nothing else to do."

After finishing speaking, he himself stood up and walked to the inner room, waving for Fuyuan to send them away.

Li Shangshu had no choice but to resign, but until he left Chang'an Hall, his expression was still unconvinced.

Xing Wenshu accompanied him all the way out, gently reassuring: "Uncle Li is angry, your Majesty may also have His Majesty's thoughts."

Li Shangshu said angrily: "Then what would the little emperor think? It's just that he listened to those slanderous rumors and only knows how to enjoy himself, ignoring the people of the country."

"Uncle Li speaks carefully." Xing Wenshu reminded, and continued, "The younger generation still thinks that His Majesty's heart is not bad, but he has never been in contact with government affairs, and lacks the thinking and ideas of governing the country."

Li Shangshu didn't take it seriously: "The little emperor has been on the throne for two years, and he must have had contact with the previous highnesses in the palace during the prince's time. Those highnesses have more or less connections in the court. The little emperor has never eaten pork. You should have seen a pig run away, right?"

Speaking of this, Li Shangshu looked even more dissatisfied: "Furthermore, no matter what happened to the little emperor, and how old he is now, as long as he sits in that position, it means that he has to bear the burden of Jiangshan. Jiangshan is not the home of Huangkou children. Family wine, if you are not careful, you will implicate the livelihood of countless people!"

Xing Wenshu could tell that Li Shangshu was sincerely worried about the people and the Northern Dynasty, so why not himself.

He turned around and glanced at Chang'an Hall, which was gradually out of sight, and recalled in his mind the appearance of Xie Anshuang in his previous life, who firmly walked into the Chang'an Hall that was ignited by raging fire.

Since he was young and ignorant, his parents, brothers and sisters have always told him that their family is rich, and he doesn't need to become so good, but no matter whether he is an official, army, business or farmer in the future, he must not forget He is a citizen of the Northern Dynasties.

As a member of the Northern Dynasty, one should always think about the Northern Dynasty.

Influenced by his father and elder brother since he was a child, he finally chose to enter the officialdom.His greatest wish in life is to assist a wise king to create a prosperous world for the common people and the Northern Dynasty.

When he set this ambition, Emperor Renchu ​​was still in power, and the original prince was still alive. If the original trajectory was followed, his ambition would not be a fantasy.However, such an accident happened later, and the fifth prince who was not understood by everyone was finally enthroned.Moreover, the fifth prince, Xie Anshuang, has not had the demeanor of a Mingjun since he came to power.

In his previous life, Xing Wenshu held a certain prejudice against him because of this, and decisively chose to return to his hometown with his father.Later, although he came back after the seven-day recruitment time limit given by Xie Anshuang, his thinking at that time was similar to that of Li Shangshu. everywhere.

Now that he was reborn and got along with him for more than half a month, he felt more and more that their little majesty might not be as simple as he showed.

Obviously he would sacrifice his sleep at night to catch the masked man, and he would feel remorse for missing the masked man, but during the day, he always acted recklessly and listened to slander.

After all, Xie Anshuang is just a young man who doesn't even know what sugar is. What is it that can make him willing to bear the infamy and pretend to be in the end?

Xing Wenshu looked at Chang'an Hall from a distance, and stopped unconsciously.

Li Shangshu asked curiously, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

"It's nothing." Xing Wenshu came back to his senses and continued to walk forward, "This junior can understand Uncle Li's mood, but please also ask Uncle Li to believe what this junior said before. I can be sure that your majesty is not just what Uncle Li sees now. Appearance. One day, Your Majesty will become a good emperor respected by the people."

Li Shangshu only thought that he was too optimistic at a young age, but he couldn't bear to pour cold water on him. After a long while, he sighed and said, "It would be great if it was as you said."

Xing Wenshu smiled slightly: "Uncle Li, don't worry, he will."

The two tacitly stopped chatting on this topic, and instead talked about some things that happened in the court hall recently.

Xing Wenshu sent Li Shangshu all the way to the palace gate, watched him leave before finally returning to his residence.

But when he returned to his residence, he unexpectedly saw Fuyuan waiting at the door.

"Eunuch Fu?" Xing Wen expressed confusion in his writing, "But does Your Majesty have anything to do with me?"

Fu Yuan shook his head and said apologetically, "This old slave is here to return these pastries to Prime Minister Xing. Your Majesty said he hates pastries, if... If Prime Minister Xing is sincere, he might as well make a copy and send it to Prime Minister Xing himself. "

Xing Wenshu was a little surprised after hearing this, but he didn't expect Xie Anshuang to reject this pastry.

After getting along for a while, he could actually feel that Xie Anshuang was far less wary of him than when they first met, and he was used to him accepting his kindness.

Are you still against pastries?

Xing Wenshu thought to no avail, so he thanked Fuyuan first and took the food box in his hand.

Fuyuan couldn't help but add at this time: "When the old slave asked His Majesty how to dispose of the pastry, His Majesty hesitated. The old slave guessed that His Majesty might... maybe there was some other reason."

Hearing the comforting meaning in Fuyuan's words, Xing Wenshu smiled and replied: "It's okay, I don't mind. Since His Majesty wants me to do it myself, it's okay to learn a little bit. As the saying goes, you don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills."

"Thank you, Prime Minister Xing." Fu Yuan saluted respectfully, and added at the end, "If Prime Minister Xing needs to go to the old slave's place for anything in the future, please just ask Prime Minister Xing."

Xing Wenshu raised his hand to help him up, and said gently: "Eunuch Fu is being polite. But if it comes to needs, I do have something to ask Eunuch Fu for help."

Fuyuan quickly said: "Prime Minister Xing, but it's okay to say."

Xing Wenshu looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he let Fuyuan enter the house, and then asked, "I want to ask Eunuch Fu if he knows that His Majesty lived in Huguo Temple when he was young?"

"Huguo Temple?" Fuyuan thought for a while and replied, "It seems that I have heard it. It is said that His Majesty was exposed to excessive evil spirits when he was young, so he stayed in Huguo Temple for a while to get some incense."

Xing Wenshu frowned: "Are you sure it's for the incense?"

Fuyuan nodded affirmatively.

But what Xie Anshuang told Xing Wenshu at the beginning was to nourish his body.

Xing Wenshu pondered for a moment, then continued: "I think the matter of asking Eunuch Fu is related to this. I suspect that His Majesty may not have been to Huguo Temple when he was young. If possible, can you ask Eunuch Fu to find relevant clues?"

Fu Yuan was slightly puzzled by his suspicion, but he still responded: "Prime Minister Xing, don't worry, this old servant will try his best."

"There is Mr. Lau Fu."

Xing Wenshu saluted Fuyuan, but Fuyuan repeatedly waved his hands away: "The old slave's duty is that he should not be treated with such courtesy by Prime Minister Xing."

After speaking, he estimated the time, and continued: "The old slave has been away for a while, if you don't go back, I'm afraid His Majesty will become suspicious, so I will leave first."

"Okay." Xing Wenshu nodded, and still insisted on sending him to the door of the room, watching Fuyuan's back gradually leave his line of sight. After a long while, he finally retracted his gaze @风@勒@家yu, turned and went back to the room Look at the picture of young children appreciating lotus hung by him.

He always had an intuition that the child he met back then might really be Xie Anshuang when he was young.

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Suddenly found that the work has received more than [-] yuan, but I have been busy recently and have no time to add updates. I will find a day to add updates in mid-to-late January as a thank you. It is a great honor to be liked by the cuties mua!

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