Wu Shan, Li Mansion.

Nian'er poked his head into the main room and ran out, looking for the maid and asked: "Where is the husband?"

"The commander is in the house."

"Not here."

"Girl, please stop asking, the commander is in the room."

"Oh, but he's obviously not here." Nian'er was also afraid of these servants and could only mutter in a low voice.

She went into the house again, lifted the quilt, opened the closet and took a look, but there was no trace of Li Xia at all.

She couldn't help but feel worried. She held the clothes Li Xia had changed and smelled it. She relaxed after finding that there was no smell of blood. She lay down on the couch and muttered to herself.

"He must be angry."

Until late in the evening, a carriage came slowly from Hangzhou Street, turned around at the foot of Wushan Mountain, and headed towards the West Lake.

Li Xia had jumped out of the car, climbed into a small courtyard, passed through the tunnel, and returned to the mansion.

"Commander." Liu Jinsuo hurriedly greeted him and said, "A guest has arrived. He is the prefect of Lin'an. I have put him in the side hall to wait for him. I have been waiting for half an hour."

Li Xia nodded and said calmly: "Let me change my clothes."

He went back to the main house first. Before he crossed the threshold, he saw that the house was clean, so he stopped and took off his boots that were covered with mud and confetti.

I saw Nian'er hugging a pile of clothes and curled up on the corner of the bed, sleeping soundly.

Li Xia went over and pulled out his clothes.

"Ah, you're back. Well, are you angry with Nian'er?"

"Um?"

"When the accident happened, Nian'er only thought about the girl. Are you angry because of this?"

"No, don't worry." Li Xia smiled, shook his head and said, "I have something else to do, I'll talk to you later."

"That's good, Nian'er will change your clothes."

"Okay." Li Xia pointed to his neck and said, "Leave two more marks and they will fade away."

"I can't reach it." Nian'er was a little reluctant.

She is not tall to begin with, but Li Xia has already leaned down.

"Hurry, I'm still busy."

Nian'er had no choice but to come forward and suck hard twice.

In the side hall, Zhao and Song had drank five cups of tea, and finally saw Li Xia coming over calmly.

"Prefect Zhao has been waiting for a long time."

Li Xia cupped his hands and apologized: "There were thieves in the courtyard last night. I was so frightened that I couldn't sleep all night. Just now, my servant couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed. I'm ashamed."

Zhao Yumin squinted and looked at Li Xia, shook his head and sighed.

"That's why I came here. The public security in Lin'an has always been good. I never thought there would be such a lawless thief.

Please step aside first and I'll ask Feiyu for some details."

The servants all retreated, leaving only two people in the hall.

Zhao Yumin held the tea cup, but did not speak for a long time.

Li Xia was also patient and was not in a hurry to ask.

The twilight outside the hall was about to recede, and Li Xia stood up and lit the candle.

Zhao Yumin glanced at his neck again, and finally said: "

Although Feiyu temporarily lives in Lin'an and has a lot of leisure time, he should not indulge in fun, but should read more."

"That's what the officials said." Li Xia nailed the candle to the lamppost.

Go up, cover the lampshade, and answer casually.

Zhao Yumin said: "Xiangong Wu and I sincerely hope that Feiyu can rise to the top and become a famous prime minister."

The meaning behind these words seems to be that the officials may not be sincere, but just want to keep Li Xia in Lin'an temporarily.

Zhao Yuyan was very sincere and said: "Here, Mr. Wu asked me to bring two boxes of books. Mr. Wu has been carrying them around, and I will give them to Feiyu today."

Li Xia understood that these two boxes of books were anything but ordinary.

Wu Qian won the first prize at the age of twenty-two and served as an official for decades. He had the ability to govern, taught countless Jinshi, and had great academic knowledge.

This means passing on the mantle.

A few days ago, Wu Qian designed Li Xia to go to Taixue to study. He probably wanted to hand it over to him, but Li Xia refused to go. Today, he had no choice but to ask Zhao Yumin to send it over.

Maybe it’s because I appreciate Li Xia, maybe it’s because I want to repay Li Yong

Li Xia bowed solemnly and said: "If you are still willing to leave the book after today's discussion, I will keep it properly and read it carefully."

Zhao Yumin calmly accepted the gift for Wu Qian, waved his hand and said: "No matter how the discussion goes, Mr. Wu's high hopes for you will not change."

"But I have lived up to Mr. Wu's high expectations." Li Xia said.

"The situation is stronger than the person. Even if you want to live up to it, you can't live up to it." Zhao Yusong smiled bitterly and sighed: "Feiyu is really, too conceited."

"So, Mr. Wu has already taken action?" Li Xia said, "He said he wanted to protect me, but he didn't even care about his own life?"

"I have promised Mr. Wu that I will protect Feiyu's life." Zhao Yumin spoke generously.

"Thank you very much." Li Xia said, "In any case, this junior will remember the friendship between Your Excellency and Mr. Wu."

"What we should do."

Li Xia was silent for a moment and asked: "Your Excellency is of the same generation as the official family and has ten children. Which husband do you want to adopt as his heir?"

"This, Feiyu is too straightforward."

"Why bother to cover it up?" Li Xia said: "Your Excellency Yuzun came here to discuss this matter, right?"

Zhao Yumin let out a long sigh and said, "It may not be my son. In the end, it will be up to the officials to decide."

Li Xia nodded, stood up again, and cupped his hands.

"Feiyu, why is this?"

"I had a conversation with Xianggong Wu before in West Lake, and I rejected Xianggong Wu's kindness. You said that I am too conceited. It is too conceited for me to return this message to you and Xianggong Wu today."

Li Xia said this very rudely, and finally said: "I understand your intention to protect me. But what I do is never just to survive, nor is it to "wait for the future."

Zhao Yumin was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "I don't understand what Feiyu meant."

"You have arranged everything... You have made arrangements for the Song Dynasty. At the same time, you have also arranged my life and future. But, I don't like to be arranged."

At this point, Li Xia said again: "I make the decision in my affairs."

"Now that things have come to this, Feiyu still can't understand?"

Zhao Yumin stood up, took a few steps closer, and lowered his voice: "You must let me speak directly? Mr. Wu has already taken action, and your father is involved. Only we can protect you."

Li Xia said: "I admire Mr. Wu, but he is too conceited."

"You!"

"I'm sorry, but you and I are not the same person after all."

Zhao Yuyan left Li Mansion all the way, still unable to guess where Li Xia's confidence came from.

Wu Qian has completed the layout.

Li Yong has entered Huang Dingxi's courtyard and persuaded Prince Zhong to give birth to his mother.

The official family has set up a residence in Mrs. Cixian's house.

From the initial letter requesting the emperor to choose an heir from the clan, which failed; to spreading news to slander Zhao Yu, but was poisoned by King Rong; and now, he has no choice but to resort to vicious tactics.

It took ten years of planning.

Explore the secrets of Prince Rong's Mansion, investigate the old affairs of Li Ren's family, and find the only flaw of Prince Zhong from all the clues. Little by little, the impossible becomes possible.

In the past ten years, in order to fight against the captors and eradicate the traitors, they had stopped many times, and finally waited for this opportunity.

At this point, everything has fallen into place.

As long as someone kicks open that door, Zhao Yu, a useless person who cannot be a king, can be dragged down from the position of crown prince!

This is Zhao Yuqing's only chance and Li Xia's only way to survive.

Thinking about it, this is the case.

But why could Li Xia say those words?

Zhao Yuyan couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until he returned to his home that someone rushed over quickly and whispered something.

"The official has returned to the palace, and Mr. Wu has submitted his resignation."
To be continued...