The sudden words puzzled Prince Yan and his son, and they looked at the person in front of them to ask.

But the latter didn't give the two of them a chance, turned around and walked towards the meditation room without saying anything more.

In desperation, Zhu Di took the initiative to follow him and worship the Buddha together. After three questions, he got the answer.

"Does King Yan think that Prince Qin can avoid it if he wins against Lan Yu?"

After this rhetorical question, Zhu Di suddenly realized.

The old man's plan could be heard in Peiping, so why would he give up? But wouldn't it be very shameful to lose in front of everyone?

He still looked at Yao Guangxiao in confusion, and the latter sighed and explained again, with a touch of appreciation in his eyes.

"This move is called retreating in order to advance. It can only be done by letting the person let go."

How can I let go?

Even if you agree to get married, you still can't stand with those forces.

This is the only way.

It can be seen that the person who wanted Zhu Shangbing to have a good relationship with the civil servants would do the opposite.

Can……

Now that the prince of Qin has offended the nobles of Huaixi, is it possible that he still wants to quarrel with the civil servants?

Thinking of this, Zhu Di's face was full of helplessness. He was most annoyed by the official who wanted to impeach him at every turn.

I have suffered this much in Yingtian.

If you offend those crazy dogs, I'm afraid the table will be full of discounts.

As for the old man's side.

"It's impossible to let go so easily."

Zhu Di knew that person's bad temper. It would be okay if Queen Ma was still alive, someone could persuade him, but now...

What a problem.

Yao Guangxiao just shook his head, helplessly wondering in his heart whether he had misunderstood it before. Zhu Xiang's behavior was not as bohemian as before, but more like hiding his clumsiness.

Neither father nor son is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Thinking of this, he said to Zhu Di with a smile on his face.

"The mountain man has his own clever plan. Your Majesty, take your time and watch."

…

Inside the East Palace.

The two sat opposite each other and sipped tea. The one in green clothes put down his cup and looked at the one opposite him with a smile.

"I didn't know that Shang Bing likes to wear red robes. It looks really good."

It's Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Shangbing.

The way their eyes met was no longer the same as before, it was like an invisible veil was covering their eyes, and it was no longer possible to see the sincerity and appreciation they had before.

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing nodded, looked at the red robe on his body, shook his head, and explained the reason helplessly.

"I originally liked white clothes and thought they looked more chic, but when I went to the battlefield, my white clothes turned red, so I simply changed to a red robe to avoid washing off the blood on it."

This response was beyond Zhu Yunwen's expectations. He didn't know how to say it for a moment, but he quickly reacted and pushed the brocade box towards Zhu Shangbing with a smile.

Placed inside is a jade Buddha.

Lu loved jade and believed in Buddhism, so Zhu Yunwen naturally did the same.

Seeing this, the smile on Zhu Shangbing's face froze. Not to mention that he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, just accepting this gift was enough. He didn't want to participate in partisanship.

He wanted to refuse, but unexpectedly...

"Now you and I, brothers, don't even have the affection to give gifts?"

As time passed, they all faced each other with different identities.

Zhu Yunwen was the grandson of the emperor and the crown prince.

And Zhu Shangbing was a minister.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then bowed and saluted in four words in response.

"Don't dare to break the rules."

As soon as he stepped into the East Palace, he knew what Zhu Yunwen was planning. Zhu Shangbing was puzzled as to why his grandfather and grandson held on to him.

He just wants to return to his fiefdom.

When he was feeling upset, someone pushed in the door and saw the two of them looking unhappy and tense. Instead of feeling embarrassed, they smiled.

"Meet your two highnesses."

This person is none other than Fang Xiaoru. He has just returned from Fengtian Palace and received orders from his superiors.

To make friends with Zhu Shangbing, it is best to win him over.

He was worried that he had nothing to do, but unexpectedly he was sent to his door. How could he not be happy?

At first, I thought that the crown prince of King Qin was nothing more than that, but after he achieved great military exploits, he suddenly realized the painstaking efforts that went into getting to the top.

Although Fang Xiaoru was worried about whether the civil servants would reject Zhu Shangbing, that was all a matter later.

"It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."

When Zhu Shangbing saw him coming, he stood up, saluted Zhu Yunwen and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a hand stopped him. There was a cloud-patterned crane embroidered on his sleeve, and it was Fang Xiaoru who stopped him.

He took out a jade plaque from his body and wanted to hand it to the person in front of him, but the latter quickly dodged it.

"Master Fang, you are not in line with the etiquette."

Zhu Shangbing's cold eyes were enough to tell both of them his choice.

After that, he walked straight outside.

Zhu Yunwen, who was left behind, had a hint of anger on his usually smiling face. He was quite prejudiced against Zhu Shangbing. He turned around and wanted to say something.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoru suddenly let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

He looked at Zhu Shangbing's back with a faint look, and when he thought of Zhu Yuanzhang's evaluation of him, cold sweat broke out on his back.

There is no difference in the world.

"Your Highness Taisun, this person cannot be used by himself, so he must be killed quickly."

…

Inside the teahouse on Yingtianchang Street.

The storyteller held an old paper fan in his hand and shouted at the people below. He sat down pretending to imitate the distinguished guests in tasting tea, and then stood up and said to the onlookers with a smile.

"Do you know who the most powerful dandy in Beijing is?"

This question made many people confused. Officials were everywhere and their honors were as numerous as dogs.

They had never seen any kind of playboy from a high-ranking official in Yingtian, but for the most part, they really didn't know who it was for a while.

No one at the bottom knew it, so the storyteller picked up the folding fan and knocked it on his palm and said with a smile.

"Of course he is the Crown Prince of Qin."

"This man has promised to compete with all the civil servants in Yingtian for his poetic talent."

After saying this, even those who didn't know the prince of Qin were dumbfounded. They never expected that they would be so bold. The common people were serious, and the civil servants were all educated and wealthy people.

How can it be so easy to be compared?

Even the storyteller was filled with sorrow and began to sigh about his achievements on the battlefield.

At this moment, in the corner of the teahouse, a bachelor in white Confucian robes slapped the table and stood up.

The people sitting around me, without exception, were all gentlemen wearing Confucian robes. When they heard what was said outside, they were so angry that they wanted to rush out now.

"The eldest son of Prince Qin's family, who is so powerful, dares to do this. He doesn't even take us seriously."

"The arrogant kid actually wants us to be his stepping stone!"

"No matter what, I will not fulfill that guy's wishes tomorrow."

…

Originally, intellectuals were noble and disdainful of forming cliques with others and were pretentious.

Zhu Shangbing is good.

The civil servants who had some differences at first became colluding because of this incident.

Little did he know that at this moment, Zhu Shangbing was lying on the bed listening to the voices in his head.

In recent days, Zhang Liang has been making suggestions for him. Originally, he wanted to embarrass himself with the cheap daddy last time.

It was raining at the photo studio of Zhang Liang and he suddenly appeared.

For Zhu Shangbing, he figured out the cheap daddy's ideas and invited all civil servants to fight.

If this matter comes to pass, he will definitely break with the civil servants and slap Zhu Yunwen hard in the face.

Although Jianwen loves talents, he will not catch up with his son.

Even if it fails, he and the civil servants will be incompatible with each other, and when someone recruits someone, they will have to first consider whether they are qualified.
Chapter completed!