Imperial City, Renqing Palace.

Zhao Xiaoyin was young and was crowned King Yin. He had no residence outside the palace, so the Renqing Palace in the imperial city was designated as King Yin's palace by the emperor.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyin was eating snacks in the small garden, with tea warming on the stove. Two confidants, eunuchs and maids, were sitting around with him, telling him interesting stories about what happened in Chang'an City this morning.

After he was three or four years old, he gradually understood things and showed his kindness and generosity.

He often gave gifts to the maids and eunuchs, some snacks, some tea, and some food made by Wu Meiniang herself. Although he did not have gold, silver, jade, brocade, silk and other valuables, he was very popular in the harem and was envied by all the eunuchs and maids in other palaces.

"His Royal Highness King Yin!"

An old man in brocade clothes walked over quickly, respectfully holding something in his hands, which looked like a letter or an invitation.

The old man knelt on the ground and presented it respectfully:

"Your Majesty is hosting a banquet today, and he specially sent an old slave to deliver the invitation."

The old man was the steward of Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, and was given the surname Li. He was also called Youliu, Li Youliu.

Many wealthy merchants in Chang'an City would respectfully address him as "Sixth Master" when meeting him. At this moment, he knelt on the ground respectfully, with fine beads of sweat on his old face.

Zhao Xiaoyin took the invitation and did not check it immediately. Instead, he placed it on the stone table aside. He stood up and helped the housekeeper Li Youliu. The maid next to him obediently gave up his seat and let Li Youliu sit down.

Li Youliu looked grateful and more respectful. He tremblingly accepted the warm tea handed over by King Yin himself.

"Let's take a rest first. It's still early, so there's no rush." ​​Zhao Xiaoyin smiled warmly and innocently, and pushed over another plate of snacks.

Li Youliu was flattered. He held the tea cup and said tremblingly:

"Thank you, His Highness Prince Yin."

At this moment, a eunuch hurriedly ran over, knelt down on the ground, crossed his hands and saluted:

"His Royal Highness King Yin, Lord Di would like to see you."

Li Youliu's cloudy old eyes opened and closed a few times, revealing a few rays of light, and then disappeared. He quickly drank the tea in the cup and said respectfully:

"Your Highness King Yin, I have to go to the Prime Ministers' mansions to deliver invitations. Please retire first. Please don't blame me, Your Highness King Yin."

"Business matters." Zhao Xiaoyin had big round eyes and a child's innocent smile. He stuffed another Lingnan tribute orange into Li Youliu's arms: Xiaoaoao

"You should go slower on the road. If you are late, just say that I left you an extra cup or two of tea."

Li Youliu looked at the tribute orange in his hand, his eyes flickered for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and he respectfully resigned with emotion:

"King Yin is kind and kind. Thank you so much, old slave."

He stood up and walked out, and happened to meet Di Renjie who was stepping into the garden. The two passed by each other, but their eyes met for a moment without any greeting.

Youshi.

East of Chang'an City, Xingyi Fang.

The sky is darkening and the evening star is about to appear.

Xingyi Square is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it very lively.

Li Youliu, the old housekeeper of Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, and two servants were guarding the gate to welcome the dignitaries who came to the banquet.

There was a joyful smile on his old face, and he kept nodding and bowing with his hands raised. Outside the Xingyi Square of Nuoda, there were soldiers wearing armor and holding swords. Their expressions were serious, and their eyes showed murderous intent and murderous intent, guarding against possible thieves.

A carriage came from the direction of Zhuque Street and stopped at the gate of the palace.

The carriage is not luxurious, but the driver is an eunuch in orange, and everyone can recognize the identity of the owner of the carriage at a glance.

"This is His Royal Highness King Yin."

"I am here to see His Royal Highness King Yin."

"Old minister, please see His Royal Highness King Yin."

The officials who had attended the banquet but had not yet entered the palace came to greet him one after another.

"Everyone, get up." The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a middle-aged man said with a smile. The mustache on his upper lip was slightly raised, and he looked proud.

Hearing this slightly hoarse and magnetic middle-aged voice, the officials attending the banquet widened their eyes and glared:

"Why is it you? Di Renjie!"

"Di Renjie, you are so brave! You actually overstepped your authority."

"Do you have an invitation? Are you going to the banquet?"

"Today's King Xiaoyao's banquet, are you here to disrupt the situation?"

"..."

Di Renjie walked briskly, jumped out of the car, and whistled, causing some old officials to blow their beards and stare.

"I asked Mr. Di to ride in the same carriage." Zhao Xiaoyin also walked out of the carriage and jumped down without stepping on the steps. He was as light as a swallow.

Seeing King Yin speaking out in support, the officials attending the banquet immediately fell silent, but many people still glanced at Di Renjie fiercely.

Di Renjie's official position was the Young Minister of Dali Temple, but his authority was as if he were the Minister of Dali Temple. Over the years, he had handled a pile of old prison lawsuits, totaling more than 20,000 small and large matters.

These large and small prison lawsuits involve most of the officials in the court. After all, who doesn't have an arrogant and domineering slave?

However, Di Renjie handled the case fairly and harshly, adhering to Tang law, which offended many people and damaged the interests of many people.

If he hadn't been favored by the emperor and Di Renjie was on good terms with Zhao Wujiang, Taifu Zhao, I'm afraid there would be no place for him in this court.

Although there are many officials who admire Di Renjie's uprightness, they are a minority after all. When their interests are harmed, the vast majority of courtiers will not look good on Di Renjie.

"Your Highness Prince Yin, please come inside. Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time." Butler Li Youliu made a respectful gesture of invitation.

Zhao Xiaoyin and Di Renjie entered the palace together with the orange-clad eunuchs. As soon as they entered the palace, the noise and the sound of strings and bamboo strings floated from the inner hall. It seemed that there was already singing and dancing inside.

When Zhao Xiaoyin and others entered the mansion, Li Youliu waved to the other servants to continue standing at the gate to receive everyone, while he followed Zhao Xiaoyin with a flattering smile.

On the corridor, Li Youliu glanced around without trace, then quickly followed Zhao Xiaoyin's pace, took out a purple sachet from his arms, and handed it to Zhao Xiaoyin respectfully:

"Your Highness King Yin, this is a sachet made of winter peony from Lao Nu's hometown. It is mild in nature. This winter peony not only has a soothing effect, but after grinding it, wherever you sprinkle the powder, it will gradually turn into that...

It's the same color, so it's an interesting image. If His Highness doesn't dislike it, I'd like to accept it."

When Zhao Xiaoyin heard about the peculiarity of this winter peony powder, his eyes immediately shone, he took the sachet, sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, and the fragrance entered his nose, feeling relaxed and happy.

He then opened the string of the purple sachet, and inside was bright purple powder like sand in a starry river.

"This fragrance is good. I just need a sachet. From now on, it will be fragrant wherever I go." He grinned happily. When the official Li Youliu next to him heard this, his old face smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived." Zhao Xiaoyin and the others heard a shout outside the palace. The sound was loud and contained strong joy.

"His Royal Highness King Yin." Butler Li Youliu bowed.

"Brother Prince, there should be a lot of gifts. Go and help." Zhao Xiaoyin fiddled with the sachet in her hand and couldn't put it down.

Although King Yin is young, he has a delicate heart... The old butler Li Youliu sighed in his heart. He was about to say that he would go out to greet His Highness the Crown Prince, but he was worried that he would neglect King Yin, but he did not expect that King Yin would take the lead.

I thought of an excuse for him./

He looked grateful and hurriedly retreated. Soon only Di Renjie, Zhao Xiaoyin and the eunuch in orange were left on the corridor.

The orange-clothed eunuch is Zhao Xiaoyin's confidant, and his military strength is unknown, but he can be sent to protect Zhao Xiaoyin, so he is obviously not an ordinary person.

"What, is there something wrong with this sachet?" Di Renjie looked around at the architectural layout of the prince's mansion and asked casually.

Zhao Xiaoyin played with the sachet, turned it over and over, and said with certainty: "No, the sachet is just an ordinary sachet, but I have seen this fragrance before."

"This kind of fragrance is rare in Chang'an City..."

Zhao Xiaoyin hung the sachet on his waist and put his hands behind his back, looking like a little adult. The jade crown on his head showed a warm dark color under the night light, shaking his head slightly as he shook his head and chuckled:

"Brother Prince gave me a six-color ink recipe. The incense used on it is this..."

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Some people died, but not completely...

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapter content, please download the Aiyue app, and read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website has not updated the latest chapter content, and the Aiyue app has updated the latest chapter content.

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He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Aiyue app and read the latest chapters for free without ads.

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
To be continued...