The Submissive Emperor

On the night of September 11th, many people in the capital had trouble sleeping. The next day the prince was about to come to court. For many people, success or failure, wealth and glory, were all fighting here.

Shen Lian was pacing in his mansion, a little fidgeting.

"Father-in-law, there is news from Qinghe," someone in black came forward to deliver the message, "Except for the criminal ministry, all those who went to inquire about the news were arrested. There were 13 people in total, and none of them escaped. "

"Kill me all," Shen Lian's voice was a bit sharp, "In these few days, there must not be the slightest problem!"

"Yes!" The man in black bowed back.

A little **** soon came to report, "Father-in-law!"

Shen quickly beckoned people to step forward, "What happened?"

"Back to father-in-law, the things have been sent in," the little **** said anxiously. "The Qinghe county magistrate has been tortured for many days and is very weak. People will definitely think that he can't die."

"Go and stare, and wait for someone to die before you report to me." Shen Lian sighed a little, and took a sip of the tea on the table while sitting on the chair, with a bit of sullen expression in his eyes, "Chen Shichang, the old man. , Dare to calculate me!"

"Godfather doesn't want to be with that surname Chen, just pick the son, why bother to be so troubled?" The little **** who squeezed Shen Lian's shoulders warmly persuaded him, he is Shen Liankuan's godson, and he compares himself in front of Shen Lian. Others are bolder.

"Hmph, you treat him as a gunman!" Shen Lian slammed the cup in his hand on the table, "He Chen Shichang dared to push me to this level this time, and he will look good next time. !"

Yun Sixteen, who had gone to Qinghe to investigate, had not yet returned. Xiao Chengjun took the crown prince and the Donggong official to discuss tomorrow's countermeasures.

"I don't know where the royal ancestral hall came from. The people from the criminal ministry went to investigate overnight. It was indeed half built." Cai Yi frowned tightly. The storm was surging in the past few days, and his mouth was rushed. A big scorch, "His Royal Highness, the minister thought that this time is extraordinary, tomorrow morning, I am afraid that many people will impeach the prince!"

Xiao Chengjun frowned. He had never allowed anyone to build an ancestral hall. Qinghe County approved the money for **** and temple repairs according to the usual practice. So what happened to that ancestral hall? Did the right minister go to Qinghe to fix one in order to frame him?

Some Donggong officials said: "It is also a merit to repair the imperial temple, which is much better than the greed of ink to repair the embankment. In the opinion of the minister, it is better for your Highness to recognize this matter, so as not to have another storm." Disadvantageously, once courtiers speculate on the holy intentions and feel that the emperor deliberately embarrassed the prince, then memorials of weaving charges for the prince and calling for the abolition of the prince will follow one after another.

"This method is improper," Cai Yi interrupted the person immediately, "I don't have a charge, I just admit it indiscriminately. Maybe it's a trap."

Lou Jing looked at the big bubble on Cai Yi's mouth. Although this person was impatient, he was very accurate in seeing things. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I must not recognize the imperial temple."

Xiao Chengjun looked at his princess, "What do you say?"

"If you want to harm people, you will naturally poke at the pain," Lou Jing sneered. "The construction of the imperial temple is a matter of the Tianjia ancestral temple. The prince is the prince, but he built it without authorization. Isn't it suspected of overriding the emperor's power?"

His Royal Highness is good at conspiracy, and Lou Jing is good at conspiracy, guessing with the heart of a conspirator, you can see the dangers in it.

The person who had just proposed paled, and Cai Yi also took a breath. He just instinctively felt that this matter was fraudulent, but he didn't think about the murderous intention behind it. The eyes of everyone looking at the princess couldn't help but change. They thought that the princess was a military commander, but he was still a counselor.

Luanyi Palace is still brightly lit at this hour, and there are dancing girls in colorful clothes dancing in the center of the small pool lit with lotus lanterns.

Emperor Chunde absent-mindedly drinking wine, the prince returned to the palace in the evening, and immediately went to the Panlong Temple to greet him, and took away a bunch of memorials that he didn't want to approve.

"If the emperor has any troubles, you might as well tell your concubines." Chen Guifei leaned on the shoulders of Emperor Chunde, with the reddish tails of her eyes, which was very charming and moving.

Emperor Chunde patted Concubine Chen's still delicate face, and sighed: "Although the prince is dull, but his heart is not bad, I can't bear it."

A dim light flashed in Chen Guifei’s slender eyes, and she raised her soft boneless jade hand to fill the emperor with wine, and smiled: "The prince is indeed benevolent and righteous. Let my brother eat and use first."

When Emperor Chunde heard this, his face suddenly changed. The second prince was poisoned because he ate Xiao Chengjun's snack first.

At that time, the first emperor died and the new emperor ascended the throne, yet he had not established a prince. The third prince was reluctant to bear the concubine Chen, so he was not raised by the queen since he was a child and was not qualified to become a prince. At that time, in addition to Xiao Chengjun, who was the eldest son, the second prince, who was memorable and brilliant, was also the most likely person to become a prince!

When I was young, I couldn't think about it, but now I think about it, everything is suspicious, and Emperor Chunde's brows become more frowning. Concubine Chen Gui looked at her, but she didn't say a word.

Xiao Chengjun opened his eyes and quietly looked at the crown prince's sleeping face.

The father and queen feared that he would be addicted to female **** when he came into contact with **** too early. He has never arranged for him to sleep in, and taught him from an early age that although his wife is a man, he must respect and pet him, so that the court can be stable and the harem can be peaceful. Heir can preserve...

In fact, the father and queen really worry too much. No matter who his wife is, as long as he knows the courtesy and obeys the courtesy, he will give him enough respect. But the father is still worried, despite all the difficulties, he must let him marry Lou Jing. . Xiao Chengjun stretched out his hand and touched the handsome face that resembled Ruoquan Zhongyu. If he was a little uglier, or had a weaker ability, now... he wouldn't be so reluctant to bear it.

"The appearance of the minister can still be in the eyes of His Royal Highness?" Lou Jing slowly opened his eyes, and his sweet voice was like a piece of Kunshan jade, with a bit of bewilderment.

"It's easy to get in." Xiao Chengjun didn't retract his hand, rubbing his thumb lightly on that cheek.

Lou Jing closed his eyes, held the hand on Lai’s face, dropped a kiss on the palm, and took a deep breath. It was soft and warm, with a bit of milk scent... suddenly opened his eyes, milk scent. ! When Xiao Chengjun was young, there was milk fragrance on his face and hands, so at that time he felt that the soft prince was Bunny Buns, and his mother made Bunny Buns with milk and noodles.

But in the past few days, he hasn't smelled this kind of smell again.

Lou Jing couldn't help but leaned over, rubbed against Xiao Chengjun's neck, pressed his nose to that beautiful chin, and sniffed hard, it really smelled like milk!

"What are you doing?" Xiao Chengjun was tickled and reached out to hold down the messy head.

"...Nothing." Lou Jing hugged His Royal Highness happily. If Xiao Chengjun knew that he smelled the scent of milk, he might be ashamed and angry. Therefore, the princess decided to wait until she figured out why the scent of milk suddenly appeared on her body.

Xiao Chengjun looked at Lou Jing helplessly at the wind and rain, and shook his head slightly, "Go to bed soon, I'm going to the court tomorrow, and you should also go to the father and queen to please peace." The ten days of the newlyweds have passed. If the prince does not go to Morning Ding again, he will be accused of being unfilial, and in order to stagger the time of greetings with his concubine, Lou Jing must wake up with Xiao Chengjun to catch up.

"It should be said that you are the one," Lou Jing held His Royal Highness into his arms, "Why can't you fall asleep?"

"I'm thinking, how can I convince my father tomorrow..." Xiao Chengjun sighed, pretending to be mediocre and confused, he would be able to pretend to be mediocre, but how can I make Emperor Chunde believe that he is not too scheming?

"It's easy," Lou Jing tentatively reached out and touched His Royal Highness's hair. Seeing that he didn't respond, he put his hand on the top of his hair and rubbed it gently. "I will teach you a way tomorrow morning, and it will be effective. "

Xiao Chengjun looked at the princess who was secretly touching his head, and couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, but he relaxed in his heart. He intuitively believed Lou Jing's words. He said that if there is a way, there must be.

In the early morning of the next day, Anshun waited on the prince who had a good night's sleep, putting on complicated court clothes one by one, while Lou Jing only needed to wear a decent uniform.

After the crown prince put on the crown, the princess, who was already neatly dressed, handed him an apricot veil.

"Is this?" Xiao Chengjun looked down at the Jinpa in his hand. The pamphlet was folded in two and folded into a square shape, which was exactly the kind he carried with him on weekdays.

"Didn't your highness want the emperor to believe it?" Lou Jing smiled mysteriously, and whispered in the ear of the prince, "a little pepper water is enough."

Xiao Chengjun was taken aback, slightly opened a corner of the veil, saw an inconspicuous little red dot, and then silently tucked the veil into his sleeve.

"Send your Royal Highness to the prince." Lou Jing smiled and sent the prince out of the Eight Phoenix Palace. He turned back again, picked up the Chixiao sword hung on the wall, and prepared a chariot to go to Fengyi Palace.