Lan Xishu finally realized what it's like to be on tenterhooks all the time as an official in the court. Is it a blessing or a curse? He doesn't know what's going on?

It was all smooth sailing originally, but it was because of Li Kecai that Lan Xishu felt uncomfortable mentally. Li Kecai! Just wait for me!

"Third Young Master! Wait here a moment!" The little yellow gate suddenly stopped in front. Lan Xishu quickly stopped behind, followed the little yellow gate to the edge of the royal road, and turned in line with the little yellow gate. A pair behind him The palace ladies in colorful clothes came dragging a soft sedan chair.

The pretty palace maids looked at Lan Xishu in casual clothes and were surprised. As they walked, they tilted their heads and smiled while another palace maid pointed at Lan Xishu.

Lan Xishu glanced at it and quickly lowered his head.[

Qianqing Gate is the intersection of the outer court and the inner court. When Lan Xishu entered the inner court for the first time, he didn't know where to go. He only knew that he had just passed the Baohe Hall, and he didn't know that the soft sedan he came in was sitting in the palace's royal family. , follow the small yellow door and avoid it.

A gust of fragrant wind blew in, and the court ladies who were walking gracefully in front of and behind the sedan looked back to look at Lan Xishu. The colorful trains passed by in the corner of Lan Xishu's eyes, and a bright jade hand happened to pick up the yellow brocade sedan. Peering out from the curtain, a pair of autumn-like eyes next to the five-finger orchid manicure instantly made her look beautiful.

Yingying fluttered by, Lan Xishu and the little yellow gate who was delivering the message twitched their noses. Lan Xishu was about to ask something, but he was not as interested in women as Ge Da. After all, his nose was tired, so he should Do you know where this fragrant wind comes from?

Before Lan Xishu could open his mouth, a father-in-law who was dressed more luxuriously than Xiao Huangmen trotted over and greeted him: "Liu'er! Your Highness is in the Imperial Study Room. Please lead Master Lan there quickly. Your Highness is feeling unwell today, so he has to hold on." It’s here!”

Upon hearing this, the sixth son of Xiaohuangmen responded to the prince and hurriedly trotted to lead the way to the imperial study: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince caught a cold last night while rushing to write a memorial. This morning, he did not listen to the Crown Princess's advice and insisted on going to the morning court. He just gasped."

Lan Xishu followed closely behind him, but Wang Gonggong couldn't catch up, so he simply stopped running.

"Your Highness, it is important to take care of yourself!" Lan Xishu had long heard that Fatty Zhu was not in good physical condition and was out of breath when he walked too much.

I was really worried that Fatty Zhu wouldn't be able to survive his father, Zhu Di. As soon as this thought came up, Lan Xishu himself was startled, and he kept scolding himself for being a cunt.

Good people must live a long life, otherwise all people will be heartbroken.

"Who says it's not! This is related to the foundation of the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty for all eternity..." Liu'er was quick to speak and suddenly stopped talking. One was because the imperial study room had arrived, and the other was that he realized that he had talked too much.

Five or six of the carved doors of the royal study room were opened. A palace maid held a silver tray in one hand and picked up a corner of her skirt in the other. She walked deftly across the threshold and saw Liu'er blinking and looking at Lan Xishu behind him.

"Master Lan is here." Liu'er shouted loudly before stepping through the door.

"Meet Lan Xishu!" A high-pitched voice inside quickly sang. Liu'er turned around at the door and shook his sleeves at Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu walked in with his head bowed, walked a few steps, lifted his robe, knelt down and paid homage: "Jin Yiwei Lan Xi Shu Kowtow to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

There was no word from above. Lan Xishu was puzzled but didn't dare to look up.

After a few uncontrollable gasps and coughs, a eunuch next to him relayed the message: "Master Lan! Get up and speak!"

Lan Xishu stood up and quickly raised his eyelids. Behind the huge curly bookcase, Zhu Gaochi was supported by two eunuchs and was gagging with his fists to hold back his cough. There was a little yellow man behind him beating his back. Zhu Gaochi looked ugly and held a hand in one hand.

His shoulders were shaking slightly because he was holding back a cough.

When Lan Xishu turned his eyes, Yang Shiqi was actually beside the bookcase, looking over with his brows furrowed. Lan Xishu faced him. Lan Xishu didn't notice anything for a moment. When he was watching the line, he saw Zhang Zhang next to him.

Zhu Gaochi breathed for a while before he could steady his breathing. His face turned a little pale, and a eunuch gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his temples.

"His Highness the Crown Prince is kept waiting for so long, the humble minister deserves to die!" Lan Xishu felt a little sad for some reason. The look of Fatty Zhu made him feel how hard it was for him to be the Crown Prince.[

"No! It happened unexpectedly, and you came just in time! Cough! Lan Xi...cough!...Hmm...cough!" He took a very hard breath, and Fatty Zhu wheezed and coughed again.

The little yellow gate next to him hurriedly stepped forward and beat him: "Your Highness! Slow down! Slow down!"

Lan Xishu's forehead was so sweaty that he had trouble breathing. Save it, Fatty Zhu! Lan Xishu opened his eyes as he passed by and fixed his sights on Yang Shiqi. Yang Shiqi also had a sweaty face and brought a bowl of soup to Zhu Gaochi.

It looks even more uncomfortable than Fatty Zhu.

Zhu Gaochi took it, took a sip, suppressed his coughing slightly, took a long breath, waved his hand to open his mouth and said.

He opened his eyes and stepped away from the imperial court, turned around and said to Lan Xishu, "Lan Xishu accepts the order!"

Lan Xishu fell to his knees again. Fatty Zhu, who took a breath, shook his head and smiled bitterly, waving for Lan Xi to stand up.

"The emperor's grandson is guarding Nanjing. News has just entered the palace that the emperor's grandson has been assassinated!" Zhang Kai looked at Zhu Gaochi's eyes and quickly got to the point. Lan Xishu was inspired. The emperor's grandson was assassinated. Who is so bold?

"Fortunately, the Crown Prince is free to practice martial arts, there are dangers!" When he opened his eyes and saw Lan Xishu's expression changed drastically, Zhu Gaochi repeatedly waved his hands to tell him to stop talking nonsense, so he quickly said in one breath: "Just now, His Highness the Crown Prince decided that you would secretly go to Nanjing to investigate this case.

thing!"

Lan Xishu took a long breath and quickly said: "Lan Xishu obeys your order!"

"This matter is no small matter!" Yang Shiqi said leisurely at this time. His eyes were sad and deep, as deep as an old pool. Lan Xishu's soul felt that it could not help but follow Yang Shiqi's will at the moment it connected.

He must turn back and follow Yang Shiqi's will.

"Lan Xishu understands!" Lan Xishu took a breath of air. Pressure made him passionate, crisis made him excited. Lan Xishu felt that Yang Shiqi's eyes ignited him again.

"Be careful!" Fatty Zhu took a deep breath and looked at Lan Xishu, then handed a gold medal to Lan Xishu's hand: "The emperor's grandson will understand when he sees the gold medal!"

Lan Xishu knelt down and said yes. He looked at Yang Shiqi again, and the two of them provided some clues!

Zhang Kaiwang shook his head and said: "I only know that it was a stunning woman who did it! No other clues are known! The emperor's grandson did not inform the court about the assassination!"

Lan Xishu understood that there was another channel that secretly reported the assassination of the emperor's grandson to Beijing.

Lan Xishu was thinking about the Peony Gate in a flash, and the shadows of bamboo and wormwood intertwined with skulls and flowers flashed in his mind.

"Act according to the situation! Ensure the safety of the emperor's grandson. If necessary, the gold medal can order the Nanjing Jinyi Weidong Factory and the garrison guarding Nanjing!" Yang Shiqi looked at Lan Xishu and then at Zhu Gaochi who did not dare to say any more. Zhu Gaochi nodded.

"Lan Xishu will never disgrace his life!"

"The job in your hand." Zhang Wang turned around and asked Zhu Gaochi for instructions. Lan Xishu quickly bowed and said: "I will make arrangements properly. Ding Ya and Wu Lianwang can handle it for the time being. I think Mr. Zhang will be in charge and everything will be fine. Wei Wei

The matter of my departure from Beijing will be kept strictly confidential!"

When Lan Xishu heard the order to go to Nanjing, he changed his mind. He had just stabilized his position in Beiyamen. Once the power was transferred to someone else, he was really worried about his brothers, so he hurriedly recommended Ding Ya and Wu Lianwang temporarily.

Lan Xishu can feel at ease when Ding Ya is there to take care of things.

"Okay! It's your arrangement!" Zhang Zhangwang understood Zhu Gaochi's intention. He was worried about who could command the few thorns under Lan Xishu. When he saw that Lan Xishu had an idea, he felt relieved. The emperor's grandson
Chapter completed!