The Submissive Emperor

"The prince liked to eat sweets when he was a child, and he often carried a few on him." Ji Zhuo smiled and shook his head. He really talked about the prince's preferences with Lou Jing. "His favorite is a kind of milk honey. ."

"Milk honey?" Lou Jing's eyes lit up. Milk honey is made by boiling milk into a paste and then coating it with honey. Then, is the milk scent on His Royal Highness the prince secretly eating sweets?

"Yes, but that's all his childhood preferences," the queen's eyes showed a little nostalgia, "that kid has become more and more reticent over the years, and I don't know what he likes to eat now."

Lou Jing jotted it down secretly, ready to go back and ask Chang En.

"He is not good at silk and bamboo, and he doesn't like singing and dancing. As for the nickname..." Empress Ji hesitated in her eyes.

The Qinghe River burst its dyke, damaged countless fertile fields, and displaced thousands of people. From August to now, the situation has not been alleviated, but has worsened.

Xiao Chengjun knelt on the ground, watching the piles of folds in front of him, his hands hidden in his sleeves gradually clenched. He was in charge of disaster relief before, and he had already allocated silver to the household department. The weather in the Central Plains has been smooth all year round, and there are eight counties in Qingyang County, all of which are considered wealthy. As long as the new county guards are conscientious and dedicated, it will not be a problem to relocate the people of Qinghe County.

"Hundreds of refugees surrounded Qingyang City..."

"Refugees rushed into the surrounding counties, beating, smashing, looting..."

"Qingyang Granary was attacked, refugees looted, and 87 people were killed or injured..."

Before the wedding, Xiao Chengjun had handled 80% of the disaster relief matters. If someone deliberately made trouble, he would never have such a big problem.

Today, I will report the suffering of the refugees, and tomorrow the memorial to abolish the prince will follow one after another.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Chengjun felt exhausted like never before. Such a court, in the position of prince, even if he had the literary and martial virtues of the great ancestor Taizong, he could not save the people's suffering.

Close to the memorial in his hand, Xiao Chengjun slowly bowed his head, "The child minister was twelve years old and followed his father’s imperial court to listen to politics. I am ashamed of my father. Erchen..." The prince slowly raised his head, tears filled his red eyes, "But please, my father, abolish the position of Prince Erchen, and choose a good one."

Emperor Chunde was taken aback, and he never expected that the prince would say these words, "...Is it a trifling matter for the crown prince to abolish it? You go back and discuss the matter tomorrow."

Xiao Chengjun stopped talking, kowtowed and retired, and there was a chill in his heart. If the father had planned to abolish him, he would definitely not be like this.

There was a long way to go from the Imperial Study to the East Palace. Xiao Chengjun waved back the chariot and walked back slowly by himself.

There was no one on the long palace road, and occasionally guards and court ladies passing by would stop and salute, and wait for the prince to pass by before moving forward. The wall of the Humane Palace was ten thousand and three feet high. In fact, it was only one zhang three feet. Xiao Chengjun stroked the thick wall with one hand and watched the flying birds pass by the high wall. For those trapped in it, even if it is only three inches high, it is as difficult as Wanren to pass.

"It's almost noon, why isn't your Highness going back?" A pair of warm hands suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged the waist of His Highness.

Lou Jing came out of Fengyi Palace. He heard that the prince hadn’t returned to the East Palace, so he wanted to pick him up for dinner. Unexpectedly, he would see the prince walking forward step by step by himself supporting the palace wall, and there was a burst of soreness in his heart. His own prince and husband must have been wronged in the court, and hurried up to hug him.

Xiao Chengjun's cold and silent heart suddenly became warm because of this warm embrace, "His eyes are red, and I am afraid that people will see it."

"Let me take a look." Lou Jing pulled the person over, and saw that the beautiful eyes of the prince were all red, not only the inside of the eyes were red, but the circles of the eyes were also a layer of pink, ok, so beautiful, I really want to kiss! Thinking of this, Lou Jing did just that.

The slightly cool thin lips pressed against the hot eyes, which was very comfortable. Xiao Chengjun subconsciously closed his eyes when Lou Jing approached, and he succeeded. Quickly stretched out his hand and pushed the person away, His Royal Highness looked around, but fortunately no one passed by. Anshun and Lexian followed, watching the sky and the ground one by one, pretending to know nothing.

"Let's go," Xiao Chengjun coughed lightly, and took the crown prince back to the East Palace. "Why haven't you returned?"

Lou Jing allowed the prince to pull it, dragging her backward half a step, and staring at the red ears of the prince. "The queen was dragging me to practice sword, which delayed the time."

"Did you compare swords with your father and queen?" Xiao Chengjun stopped and looked back at him, "Is there anything hurt?"

"That's not true," Lou Jing smiled and grabbed His Royal Highness by the shoulder, "I'm just a little tired."

Xiao Chengjun reluctantly looked at the dog skin plaster that was hung on him again, "Anshun, go and call for a car."

The court was surging for several days, and finally broke out on the day when the prince returned to the court. After noon, the impeachment of the prince was sent into the imperial study room like snowflakes.

Emperor Chunde looked at the Zhezi in his hand and couldn't help sighing, "I feel a little sorry for the prince."

Huaizhong, the chief eunuch, originally stood by the pillar and dozed off, but he woke up cleverly when he heard this.

"Huaizhong, how do you think the prince has done over the years?" Emperor Chunde threw the memorial aside.

Huaizhong broke out in a cold sweat, what should he say? But when the emperor asked about it, he had to say it. After considering it for a while, he said: "The slaves and maids don't understand the affairs of the court, but the slaves and maids are watching. These days, the prince's wedding, the emperor is much busier than before."

In the past, the emperor Chunde didn't want to approve the papers that asked for Anzhezi, or the papers that were routinely reported, were thrown at the prince for review. Emperor Chunde was waiting to say anything, he heard the guard outside the door report, "The emperor, please see you."

Back in the East Palace, Lou Jing first took the prince to wash his eyes with clean water.

"Your trick is useful," Xiao Chengjun smiled slightly, letting the princess personally wipe off the water on his face, "Is this a trick often used in childhood?"

"How can it be," Lou Jing smiled, couldn't help but kissed the corner of the flushed eye again. There was no one in the room, and His Royal Highness did not stop him. "If my grandfather sees me crying, he will definitely feel Interesting, let me stand in the middle of the yard and cry for him to change ten kinds of tricks."

"Haha, can there be tricks in crying?" Xiao Chengjun couldn't help laughing out loud, unable to imagine that there was such a grandfather in the world.

"Of course there is," Lou Jing smiled and hugged His Royal Highness, "If His Highness bullies me in the future, I will go to Taizu's memorial tablet and cry for the ancestors of the Xiao family with twenty different tricks."

While talking and laughing, someone came to report that there was a guard surnamed Yun begging to see him.

The guard surnamed Yun could only be Yunba with the Donggong waist card, and the two looked at each other and walked out.

He flung away all the subordinates, and the man in Donggongwei costume stepped forward to salute, "Subordinate Yun Sixteen, see His Royal Highness, I have seen the master."

Cloud Sixteen! Xiao Chengjun was busy getting people to get up, and it was indeed Yun Sixteen who was sent to Qinghe to investigate the news.

Qinghe is not far from Beijing and can be reached by riding a fast horse one day and one night, but Yun Sixteen has spent so many days.

"There is a very strong force in Qinghe who is investigating people who are investigating the news, and the subordinates were almost caught by them when they inquired about the news." Yun Sixteen said the reason for his late return. Qinghe County is now like an iron bucket, except for the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. The officials who went to investigate were not embarrassed. Anyone who inquires about this matter in Qinghe County will be taken away by a group of seemingly hooligans.

Xiao Chengjun frowned, and Shen Lian supervised the Qinghe case. Only Shen Lian was the only one who dared to do this with these people. There was a reason for the right to harm him, but Shen Lian had no grievances against him, so why did he sell his life for the right?

"Is Qinghe County really repairing the emperor's shrine?" Xiao Chengjun sat down and asked one by one in a deep voice.

"Someone is really repairing the emperor's shrine," Yun 16-15 said the news he had found out. "There were heavy soldiers guarding no one to approach. The subordinates went to investigate at night and found that there was a pile of wood, only A very shallow foundation was dug, and the sweeping monk at Qingliang Temple said that the wood was only transported in August."

Lou Jing squinted his eyes when he heard the words. It was true that someone deliberately framed the prince.

Yun Sixteen went on to say that the treacherousness of Qinghe County is more than that.

Qinghe County is now sparsely populated, and the county seat is flooded with floods. Many land ruffians pop up from nowhere, rushing the people out of the county seat, and some people are robbing them on the road for their money and food. Yun Sixteen escaped from hunting by the ruffians among the refugees, and among the people sleeping outside Qingyang City, he inquired about an amazing thing.

"The county magistrate of Qinghe has been conscripting and corvee since March, and built a very luxurious ancestral hall on the back mountain of Qingliang Temple," Yun Sixteen's voice was somewhat solemn, and a carpenter among the refugees was responsible for carving tablets for the ancestral hall. As a result, I know a lot, "That ancestral hall is not an ancestral hall, but a ancestral hall."

"What!" Xiao Chengjun couldn't help but his eyes widened. The so-called Shengshi means that the people enshrined in it are still alive, but because they are too respected, they will build a Shengshi to pray to heaven to bless the people who are offering it. There have not been many shrines of this kind since ancient times, and all of them are dedicated to the loyal and righteous people who save the world from distress.

"Who is offering there?" Lou Jing also frowned. Now Emperor Chunde is so suspicious that if anyone is enshrined in the Shrine of Life, he will undoubtedly touch the emperor's inverse scales.

"Shen Lian!" Yun Sixteen said in a deep voice.