I wish my son was stupid and reckless

When Li Lan turned back in a daze, the sun had already set to the west.

As soon as he entered the side hall, the red-eyed little prince was stunned for a moment. The mountain of official documents had been divided into several piles in an orderly manner. Xie Bie was writing his reply. Seeing him coming in, he said to him: "Your Highness wants me to do something. Can we provide enough manpower? There is no scribe, which is really in the way."

Li Lan looked at the gap at the corner of his mouth, said "huh", and pointed at Meng Wei: "Isn't Xiao Meng just working?"

Meng Wei is sorting out the thank-you-approved memorials according to the text, and according to the fact that they can be directly replied, those that should be submitted to the emperor, and those that he thinks are inappropriate, and those that are going to be reported to Li Lan, are all returned separately. place.Wen Yan also smiled, and turned around: "I have been a scribe for the master all afternoon."

His face was even more exciting, with a huge palm mark imprinted on the fair skin.Li Lan looked at him and then thanked him, but thanked him, but he had already buried his head in the official documents that had already been resolved: "Being a prime minister and clerk should not be what Meng Xueshi claims. You can talk to your highness." Let’s talk about what’s going on.”

As he spoke, he wrote down a line of words on a piece of paper at hand.

Li Lan nodded, walked up to Meng Wei and said, "Scholar Meng, please tell Gu... Prime Minister Xie took care of all this? It's so fast. Lan'er can't finish reading it."

"Master has been prime minister for nearly 20 years after all, but His Royal Highness is the first day to be the prince. The minister is just a newcomer to the court, and try to explain for His Highness. If there are mistakes, the master can correct them." As Meng Wei said, he leaned forward and made a gesture of invitation. Li Lan walked over, looked at the palm prints on his face, and asked him: "Little Bachelor Meng and Prime Minister Xie fought? Which one of you won?"

After a pause, he continued, "I just feel that Prime Minister Xie can't beat you."

Xie Bie let out a small sneer, which Li Lan and Meng Wei could both hear.But the young Hanlin scholar did not change his expression, and respectfully explained to his younger lord: "One day is a teacher and a life is a father, and ministers and teachers are like fathers, how dare you make mistakes. All disciplines should be taken lightly. "

Li Lan nodded, but Xie Bie couldn't help but said: "Scholar Meng, please don't let the teacher-student relationship that doesn't exist on Wulun..."

He raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth that was bitten by Meng Wei. After all, he wanted to save face, and swallowed back what you said.

Rubbing the sore back of his neck, he still swallowed his breath to read the memorial on the case, and heard that Meng Wei had been ordered to tell the little prince what the Five Ethics were.

The prince who doesn't even know Wulun... Xie Bie looked at the complicated and difficult rhetoric in the memorial, and really didn't know what evil he had done.

But he committed a lot of crimes in his life, and there is no way to check, and getting angry with Meng Wei is even more idle, meaningless at all.

He looked at the thin gold chain on his wrist, then at the key that was neatly placed in the corner of the desk, pursed his lips, and wrote another line on the paper at hand.

Xie Bie shook the paper that had finally been filled, and said to the two young men over there: "His Royal Highness, Xueshi Meng, can you talk about Meng Xue later. These are all urgent things to do, see you I don't know if His Highness will allow my ministers to see you?"

"No." Li Lan replied without hesitation, and then glanced at Meng Wei after speaking: "You ask Little Bachelor Meng to see you on your behalf."

"Him?" Xie Bie looked at Meng Wei carefully from top to bottom, and said with a low laugh: "I don't know how much I have learned in these years. Let's try it. Princes who don't know the world will be supervised." Now that the country is gone, Zuo Bi, who has been in the imperial examination for three years, may not be incapable of serving."

Meng Wei bowed his hands to him and said, "Students should try their best to explain what the teacher explained. If there is any obstacle, then come and ask the teacher."

Xie Bie piled up the approved memorabilia at hand, took the unread ones again, flipped through them quickly, and asked: "Does Xueshi Meng want to bring such a crown prince to meet the officials? I'm afraid it's unbearable for the court to deal with all the officials."

The young Hanlin scholar smiled, and he was more confident than him: "His Royal Highness is so wise and intelligent that the students feel ashamed. I have only seen it in my life. As long as it is delayed for a few more days, how can I not be able to convince the officials? On that day, His Highness appointed himself the supervisor of the country, and the important officials also There is no words, this is the first. The second is, of course, it is not the students who lead the crown prince to meet the officials, but the masters."

Thank you for not looking up at him.

But Meng Wei looked at Li Lan: "I think about it for a while, and in three days' time, I should ask the Prime Minister to accompany His Highness to the palace in person, and after that... maybe allow the Prime Minister to meet His Majesty. I don't know His Royal Highness What do you think?"

Li Lan nodded and said, "Yes."

As he said that, he dipped his pen in cinnabar, and wrote a word "ke" on the memorial that was spread out in front of him and Xie Bie wrote his reply.

It's the same handwriting as his father's.