The Submissive Emperor

The sun went three poles, and the two of them who slept late last night were unable to get up. When the time passed, the officials of Minzhou saw that the King of Min had not come, and they dispersed as usual.

Because the war broke out again, Xiao Chengjun had to deal with more affairs.

"You can sleep a little longer, I have to go to the study." Xiao Chengjun supported his sore body and rubbed his dazed forehead.

Lou Jing yawned, curled up and circled the people who were sitting, "I'll go with you."

After a brief breakfast, Lou Jing took the lead to sit on the bench in the study, patted his thigh and signaled Xiao Chengjun to lie down, "I will look at it first and pick out the important ones for you."

These officials in Minzhou were less capable. In the position of Min Xiang, Xiao Chengjun has not been able to find a satisfactory candidate, so he has to do everything by himself, which is very tiring.

It was not the first time that this kind of thing had happened. Moreover, it was really uncomfortable today. Xiao Chengjun didn't insist on it much. He leaned on the chair and rested on Lou Jing's legs.

Lou Jing turned through the documents with one hand, and kneaded her waist with the other.

"Don't hide it secretly anymore." The weight of the hand on the waist was appropriate, which relieved the pain well. Xiao Chengjun closed his eyes comfortably and said with a smile.

"Humph." Lou Jing snorted, thinking that if someone mentions Nafei again, he will just tear it up.

It would be great if there was a prime minister. Xiao Chengjun sighed. Although Lou Jing could help him, he could only do simple classifications. After all, he was not good at civil servants.

The Japanese pirates coming from the south were basically eliminated by Xu Che. Xiao Chengjun sent people to stare at those people to find out who they were employed, and then kill them all.

In the capital, the conversation between the prime ministers on the left and right in the restaurant came to an end. Zhao Duan did not say anything, and procrastinated to play Tai Chi with Chen Shichang.

"The old man surnamed Chen, even did this kind of thing!" The fifth master of the Zhao family was furious. Their Zhao family was just taking advantage of the loopholes to do business, and it was nothing compared to the Chen family's kind of difficult to make money. "Our home is wrong, their home is clean?"

"He has the evidence given by the Northwest Yanzheng official." Zhao Duan frowned and sighed long.

Originally, the Northwestern Salt Administrator was Zhao Duan’s disciple. It was a matter of course to sell salt from Jinju to Yuezhou. However, a few years ago, he was trapped by Chen Shichang and killed Wangjian, Jinju Assassin, on unwarranted charges. Northwestern salt officials, and now the officials in Jinju area are almost all rightists.

It stands to reason that this business is terrific. Who would have thought that Lou Jing would have the means to get salty lure again.

"Big brother, last year the princess got Yan Yin so quickly. Could it be Chen Shichang's job?" The third master of the Zhao family was in charge of the Yan Yin business. Hearing the words of his brother and younger brother, he suddenly remembered that Lou Jing was only one year ago. It took a few days to bring in so much salt, such a good business, why didn't the rightist do it himself, but let out the fat?

Obviously, this is the bait thrown by the right, just waiting for them to get the bait, so as to collect evidence, and pinch their throats when it is critical.

"Hey..." Zhao Duan sighed. He also had the handle of the Chen family in his hand, but he couldn't wait for it now, and it was not time to take it out. However, Chen Shichang has already jumped the wall in a hurry, if he stabbed the salty incident in front of Emperor Chunde, his position as a leftist would be lost.

"Lou Jing also followed us in doing business. His Royal Highness must know that when the King of Fujian is enthroned, he won't do anything to us." Zhao Xi sat aside, listening to the uncles' disputes, and pointed out bloodily. , They said so much, it is nothing more than hesitating to protect himself first, or to protect the King of Min, worrying that the wise man will turn over the old account when he becomes the throne.

Zhao Duan looked at his nephew, "How did you know that the King of Min would not care because of the son of Anguo?"

"Lou Jing will definitely be a queen in the future." Zhao Xi said confidently. Those two were as good as one, and it was strange that Xiao Chengjun would marry someone else in the end. In the end, the money drawn by the salt was used to recruit Xiao Chengjun, and the Zhao family was also considered to have done a lot.

From the very beginning, Zhao Duan was optimistic about Xiao Chengjun, but Zhao's family was big and did not dare to completely put pressure on Xiao Chengjun. Fortunately, Xiao Chengjun didn't push him so much, which made Zhao Duan even more admired. However, the dispute between the prince and the prince must not be carried on two boats, and the Zhao family has no way to retreat when things have reached the point where they are today.

They must stand on the side of the King of Min, but now that Xiao Chengjun is not in Beijing, who will speak for them if the Chen family is in trouble? Reselling salt to attract is a serious crime of looting the family and annihilating the clan. Everyone does this kind of thing, but no one comes up to say that it is too uneconomical to fight with the Chen family.

"Master--" Everyone was discussing, Jia Ding suddenly stumbled in.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the visitor, a few people suddenly stood up. This person is not from the Jingzhong Mansion, but from the hometown of Yuezhou. It's getting late and still in such a hurry. It must be something serious at home. .

The family was crying and knelt on the ground, "Old lady, old lady is going..."

"What?" everyone couldn't help exclaiming.

The Zhao family's grandfather, Zhao Duan's father, the eighty-year-old birthday star, had been in good health, but suddenly passed away, which caught the Zhao family by surprise.

After a night of sadness, Zhao Duan's eyes were red, but his mind was so clear. He suddenly realized that this might be a good opportunity to get out of the quagmire of the capital.

"The Zuoxiang told Ding You that his father wanted to win love, but Zhao Duan insisted on leaving and played it again and again." Xiao Chengjun took the letter from Jingcheng thoughtfully.

Ding You has to return to his hometown to stay his filial piety for three years. Three years is a very long time. This is fatal to the officials in the DPRK, because three years are enough to be disintegrated by the opponents in the DPRK, and at the age of Zhao Duan, this Ding You Basically, it means returning home.

Zhao Duan’s current official career is at a time when he is in full swing. It is reasonable to say that he would not do this. What's more, Zhao Duan wrote a letter and wanted to take away Zhao Xi, who had just entered the official position, and let him return to his hometown to keep his filial piety for a year before returning to Beijing.

"Zhao Duan is gone, what about your arrangements in the court?" Lou Jing frowned. The Zhao family's grandfather did not die sooner or later, but died at this time.

Xiao Chengjun also frowned, and now he has just erected the emperor's grandson, the court is very unstable. Zhao Duan withdraws like this, giving Chen Jiake the opportunity, and his arrangement in the court appears. A big gap.

There was silence in the study. After a long time, Xiao Chengjun suddenly said, "How did you catch up with the Northwest Salt Bureaucrat in the first place?"

Lou Jing was stunned and didn't understand why he was talking about the Yanzheng again, but he answered honestly, "After Wang Jian died, he changed the Jinzhou governor, and the original Yanzheng official was also changed. At that time, he had just taken office and took the initiative to go to the building. I visited my grandfather at the mansion in Jinju."

After saying this, the two couldn't help but glance at each other. The Northwestern Salt Administrator had a problem from the beginning.

"The Zhao family is afraid that Chen Shichang is holding the handle." Xiao Chengjun took out Zhao Duan's autograph letter and read it again carefully.

Lou Jing tapped on the table with a single finger, and said in a deep voice, "Chengjun, you said, my grandfather, did you kill you?"

What happened on the battlefield at that time is still a mystery to this day, but Lou Jing was very concerned about the death of the Fourth Prince. The number of Danzi was not large, but Xiao Chengzheng fought for a few months, and finally was still there. If it weren't for the Chen family's harm, it would be a ghost.

Xiao Chengjun held Lou Jing's hand on the table, "Zhuyu..."

"Northwestern Yanzheng, before my grandfather went to the battlefield, I met him alone," Lou Jing said calmly, but his fingertips were shaking, "They are for the military power of Jinzhou!"

It only takes three days for Jinju to leave the capital.

Wang Jian, Old Anguo, Yan Zheng, Zhao's family, the Fourth Prince... everything has been explained.

Zuo Xiang told Ding You that Emperor Chunde was very unhappy. Of course, the most unhappy person was Zhao Xi.

Before the plan to rectify the three princes was implemented, he had to return to his hometown to keep his filial piety. Zhao Xi was very unhappy, but his grandfather had always treated him well, and he was a grandson, so he wanted to go back anyway.

"Zhao Jiu, you are already in the official position, can you not go back?" Zhou Song, the second son of Guanxi Hou, patted Zhao Xi on the shoulder.

The children of noble officials at the table came to practice for Zhao Xi today. Because of their filial piety, they returned home and couldn't play around. Everyone prepared vegetarian food and light wine and talked.

"My uncles are gone, how can I stay in Beijing alone?" Zhao Xi pouted.

"Is it possible, the third prince still wants to..." Zhou Song lowered his voice, but his natural loud voice, he thought he lowered his voice, in fact, everyone on the table could hear it.

"Cut, don't mention it," Zhao Xi shook his head pretentiously, and stood up to say goodbye.

Everyone's expressions were different, Qingyang Bo Shizi asked Zhou Song in a whisper, "What's the matter? The third prince sees it clearly?"

Zhou Song looked around and whispered: "Before the emperor's grandson, the Chen family seemed to intend to be the wife of the third prince."

"Ah!" Qingyang Bo Shizi exclaimed, and the others who pricked their ears pretended not to hear anything.

The next day, there were rumors that the reason why the Zhao family left the capital was because the Chen family forced the Zhao family to conspire with them and insisted on marrying Zhao Sanyuan as the princess.

In Fengyi Palace, Empress Ji leaned on the soft couch and dragged the emperor grandson who had climbed on his back again, "Rui Er, you should take a nap."

"Grandpa..." Xiao Qirui was unable to move by a big hand, and twisted his chubby body, trying to break free from the queen's claws and continue to play with the golden phoenix on the crown.

Ji Jue couldn't, so he had to take off his crown and put it into his hand, "Can you sleep now?"

"Coco......" Xiao Qirui was finally satisfied with the gorgeous golden crown.

In the small kitchen of Fengyi Palace, rice cereal was being boiled. When the emperor grandson woke up, she would eat it. When she saw a young **** come in, she greeted with a smile, "Chunfu, are you working as a errand today?"

"Yeah," the little **** called Chunfu seemed to be taken aback. After seeing the person who was interrogating clearly, he smiled again, "Is the rice cereal cooked?"