On the last day of the tenth year of Zhenguan, after experiencing what happened yesterday, no one would feel that nothing would happen on this last day.
However, the officials in the court should be worried about.
Ordinary people naturally only care about their own little days.
From the early morning, the fireworks in the city have already begun to set off.
It doesn't work if you want to sleep.
Empress Changsun sent someone over early in the morning and said that she would ask Zhao Chen to take Li Ruoshuang to the Lizheng Hall to attend the banquet in the evening.
When Uncle Fu heard the news, he went straight to call Zhao Chen.
It seems that Zhao Chen is going to leave at this moment.
"Uncle Fu, you're too early, the genius is just dawning." Zhao Chen yawned.
It was already midnight when I returned from Dali Temple last night.
It wasn't long before I slept, but I was urged by Uncle Fu to get up.
"Young Master has something to do later, so I'll cook dumplings for you." Uncle Fu did not ask about Zhao Chen what happened yesterday.
If Zhao Chen was able to come back safely, the queen sent someone to issue an order today to ask Zhao Chen to go to the Lizheng Hall to attend the banquet at night.
This is a good thing.
This means that Zhao Chen will have nothing to do.
The imperial edict for dismissing Zhao Chen from his post yesterday afternoon has come to the Zhao Mansion.
But as long as Zhao Chen is still fine, those are not big deals.
"Just let them do these things." Zhao Chen smiled.
Li Ruoshuang is pregnant, and Uncle Fu is often away from his home.
Zhao Chen was always away from time to time, so he had to leave this meal to the servants in the mansion to make.
Hongfu Nu sent many servants from the Duke's Mansion a few days ago.
"How can they know the taste of the young master? Go quickly, Miss, I'll send it to you later." Fu Bo pulled Zhao Chen to the front yard.
Uncle Fu is in good condition and can still walk as fast as hell at this age.
A bowl of hot dumplings was delivered to him, and Uncle Fu sat down opposite Zhao Chen.
"I didn't eat Uncle Fu's dumplings last year, so I have to have a good meal this year." Zhao Chen and Uncle Fu said with him.
Uncle Fu nodded and sent him jealousy to Zhao Chen.
"The taste is still the same as before." Zhao Chen looked at Uncle Fu, and he always felt that Uncle Fu seemed to have something to say to him today.
"Does Uncle Fu want to say something to Zhao Chen?" Zhao Chen put down the spoon and asked Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu's face showed a hesitation.
"You have anything to say, you are not an outsider." Zhao Chen smiled.
"Young Master, why don't we leave Chang'an City?" Uncle Fu gritted his teeth and suddenly said to Zhao Chen.
"I have also heard about yesterday's incident. It's God's blessing for the young master to come back safely."
"But now the young master has offended all the officials of the court, and he has no one or two positions."
"They will deal with the young master at any time. It is really dangerous to stay here."
"Young Master, please listen to Uncle Fu's advice and leave Chang'an City, a place of right and wrong." Uncle Fu and Zhao Chen said slowly, with concern on their faces.
Uncle Fu didn't sleep all night last night.
Even though he knew that Zhao Chen had returned safely from Dali Temple, his concerns did not decrease at all.
This time, all the previous credits offset the mistakes made, what about the future?
Zhao Chen is now without any official or title, and so many people in the court have a grudge against Zhao Chen.
Can you not deal with him in the future?
Uncle Fu also hopes to see Zhao Chen give guidance in the court and shine on his family.
But he hoped that Zhao Chen could be safe and sound.
"Uncle Fu just said that the queen invited me to the Lizheng Hall for a banquet in the evening."
"Why..."
"Young Master!" Uncle Fu interrupted Zhao Chen's words.
He sighed: "The Empress is kind to the young master. I know in my heart that even His Majesty the Emperor will always protect the young master."
"But even the emperor and the empress cannot keep the young master at all times."
"I heard that Hou Junji was in the court yesterday, but he tried to kill the young master several times."
"Hou Junji holds the army in his hand, and is also the Duke of the State and the Minister of War. How about you, Prince..."
Uncle Fu sighed again when he said this.
He suddenly realized that Zhao Chen had long been deeply trapped in the vortex of Chang'an.
Hou Junji and Zhao Chen had a deep hatred, and he would never let Zhao Chen go.
The world is so big, how simple is it for a duke to take revenge on an ordinary person?
They fled Chang'an City?
Where can I escape?
"Uncle Fu, don't worry, can you trust me?" Zhao Chen grabbed Uncle Fu's old hand and comforted him in a low voice.
Zhao Chen also knew that Uncle Fu was completely worried about his safety.
But the more he left Chang'an City, the more Hou Junji and the others dared to do something to himself.
Staying in Chang'an City is the safest.
At least, I won’t even have the ability to resist at all.
If Hou Junji dared to do anything randomly, Zhao Chen would not mind using Xuanjia Army to rush directly to his Duke's Mansion.
"I can trust the young master, but now...ah--" Uncle Fu sighed again.
Zhao Chen couldn't find anything to comfort Uncle Fu for a moment.
I had to eat the dumplings in the bowl with my head stuffed.
...
The New Year's Eve in Chang'an City is naturally very lively.
The fireworks have never stopped since the morning.
Li Ke followed his mother, Concubine Yang, to Lizheng Hall to attend the emperor's so-called family banquet.
This is the first time Li Ke has ever remembered.
In the past ten years, he has spent only a handful of New Year's Eve with his father.
Moreover, they are all with a group of ministers.
That's the first time for a family dinner like today.
"Mother, why did the father think about holding a family dinner this year and let me go there too?" Li Ke didn't quite understand and asked Concubine Yang.
Concubine Yang stopped and looked at Li Ke beside her, wrapped her winter clothes on her body, and smiled and said, "Why can't you go? Are you not Your Majesty's son?"
"I don't mean that," Li Ke shook his head.
"Isn't this happening before? I always feel a little strange."
"Nothing is strange. I heard from my maid that Sister Changsun sent someone to Zhao's mansion early in the morning to ask Mr. Zhao and his wife to come here tonight for the banquet."
"You can go, of course because of this." Concubine Yang and Li Ke explained with a smile.
Even she herself was curious about the reason why the emperor did this.
Logically speaking, Zhao Chen only made such a big noise yesterday.
That night, he was released from the Heavenly Prison in Dali Temple, and today he called Zhao Chen to the banquet.
Isn’t this slapping all officials in the face?
"Hey, Ke'er, does your Mr. Zhao really have nothing to do with His Majesty?" Concubine Yang suddenly looked at Li Ke and asked curiously.
"ah?"
"Why did the mother ask this?" Li Ke was stunned for a moment.
Is Zhao Chen related to the emperor? This question has been verified a long time ago!
And in front of all the officials of Tai Chi Hall.
Can you still have any questions?
"You don't realize that your Majesty's attitude towards Mr. Zhao is really good?"
"Even Li Chengqian, who was most favored at the time, was far inferior to Zhao Chen."
"My mother always feels that rumors outside are not groundless."
"If Mr. Zhao is really your majesty's son and your brother, this news will probably shock the entire Tang Dynasty." Concubine Yang and Li Ke said with a smile.
Li Ke opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Since he recognized his relatives with blood, he has never doubted Zhao Chen's identity in his heart.
Chapter completed!