Xia Yan wrote a quick pen, he wanted to complain, he wanted to report, he wanted to expose.

Chen Kaizhi is a traitor. Now that his rebellion has been revealed, he... actually wants to get rid of King Zhao. What a great crime. Get rid of King Zhao, isn't he going to get rid of even His Majesty the Emperor?

Ha... Now I'm finished...

It's over...

But Chen Kaizhi...

He also wants Chen Kaizhi to be done. Anyway, there is nothing to say, so he started writing and started writing.

But halfway through writing, Xia Yan's body stopped and showed a look of despair.

In fact, he knew that he had been comforting himself, yes, he had been comforting himself.

His face turned pale and he gritted his teeth in pain.

In fact, he knew very well that his so-called reports and exposures were all jokes, including the memorials he wrote. Aren’t they all jokes? I’m afraid that these things will be thrown into the pile of waste paper when sent to the palace.

He is a morally degraded person, but Chen Kaizhi has made great contributions recently and made great contributions to Chen. Who would the civil and military officials in the court believe?

The answer is very obvious.

Everyone pushed him to the wall. His reputation has been ruined now. No one will believe him if anyone will stand on his side.

King Zhao has long disliked Chen Kaizhi, but what can he do because of his one-sided words?

Even if King Zhao was determined to eradicate Chen Kaizhi, he would not be able to punish Chen Kaizhi for saying something like him.

Ho...Haha...

A deep sense of despair spread in his heart. Suddenly, the pen in his hand fell directly on the paper without grasping it. The ink trace immediately spread.

Chen Kaizhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Yan, picked up the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked with a sneer.

"Why, Mr. Xia will not write it?"

Xia Yan fell to the ground, his whole body was a little depressed. He closed his eyes deeply, and felt helpless and sad. He opened his eyes gently, looked at Chen Kaiyi's eyes, then took a breath and smiled bitterly.

"I have been an official for decades and can be regarded as the Minister of Rites. I am a very powerful minister. I never expected that I would fall into the hands of a yellow-haired child..."

Chen Kaizhi looked at him coldly, raised his lips and squeezed out words from his teeth.

"Because you don't understand the way of being an official at all."

The way to be an official...

Xia Yan shuddered.

Chen Kaizhi looked at him with a few rays of contempt, and mocked Xia Yan with disdain.

"In this world, there are people who are opportunistic and engaging in battles. You and their way of being an official can gain temporary benefits, but you ask yourself that you have no benefit to the world. So what if a person who only thinks about intrigue and engaging in battles, he will be a waste. The court can let anyone replace you. In this world, it is not necessary for you. So once you suffer, you will die without a place to bury it."

After Chen Kaizhi said that, he no longer wanted to have anything to do with this person. He smiled strangely at Xia Yan: "Oh, there is another thing. I want to tell Mr. Xia, in fact, what I told you today is true."

Chen Kaizhi said it very seriously.

That thing... others may not know, but Xia Yan knew it.

Chen Kaizhi's sincere face left, and he bowed to the prefect Gao Jianshen and bowed: "I'm working hard." After that, he left with his longevity.

After leaving Jingzhao Mansion, Chen Kaizhi let out a long sigh.

He told Xia Yan ten lies, but there was a truth. This truth is that he must use all methods to make himself stronger, and he must use all methods to make King Zhao pay the price, such as the nobles of heaven, the dragon son and the grandson, and the bullshit Prince Regent, if you want to kill me, then I, Chen Kaizhi, will kill you!

Once a person has a crisis, he will become urgent. Perhaps some people will collapse in this urgency, but Chen Kaizhi is not such a person. The more Chen Kaizhi is like this, the stronger he is than anyone else.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, was he... really the crown prince?

The birthmark of Tianren Pavilion is really...

There will be no such coincidence in this world, because the birthmark recorded in ancient books is generally the same as the position and shape of one's body.

At this moment... Chen Kai's eyes suddenly showed a little greed. How great would it be if he was really the crown prince? If so, he would have the capital to compete with King Zhao.

So……

He suddenly remembered that Mr. Yan was still waiting for him in Tianren Pavilion.

Tianren Pavilion...

Mr. Yan…

After Chen Kaizhi said that, he had already stepped up his pace.

He rode on the Bai Qilin, went to the Academy, and reached the foot of Baiyun Peak. Then, he slowly went up the mountain. The gate of Tianren Pavilion opened, and a boy who was guided bowed to Chen Kaizhi. Chen Kaizhi said: "Where is Mr. Yan?"

"I'm talking to the students."

"Please take me there." Chen Kaizhi was eager to meet Mr. Yan now, so he urged the boy to do so.

"please."

All the way to the eighth floor.

In this hall, the students each knelt down and welcomed Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan held an ancient book in his hand, staring at the ancient book with a smile: "If you don't enter the Tianren Pavilion, you still don't know that there is such a secret."

Yang Biao and others knelt down, stroked their beards and smiled: "It's a pity that any books that have entered the Tianren Pavilion must not be leaked, so Mr. Yan, please abide by the rules of the Tianren Pavilion."

Mr. Yan nodded, and his face showed regret.

The book he was holding was about the records in the Dachen Palace more than ten years ago.

Of course, these records have been destroyed in the outer court, and even many parties involved do not know the real situation, but they can be found in this omnipresent Heavenly Man Pavilion.

"Mr. Yan, why do you want to find historical materials about more than ten years ago?" Yang Biao couldn't help but feel strange and couldn't help asking.

Mr. Yan sighed deeply before speaking slowly.

"Because an old thing more than ten years ago changed the fate of countless people. He made me disheartened, and made the late emperor lose his spirit of the past, and even made the Empress Dowager of Da Chen go away. If it weren't for the incident more than ten years ago, perhaps, Luoyang today would not be like this. Today's Da Chen today is not like this, and today's world pattern may not be like this. Even today's you, today's me, and today's people's fates are different. This... I believe that His Highness Jing will empathize with you most."

Mr. Yan looked at King Jing Chen Yixing in the corner with a smile.

Chen Yixing was slightly stunned, as if his thoughts began to float. There was a little sadness between his eyebrows. He subconsciously nodded: "Yes, if it weren't for more than ten years ago, I might not have been here. To put it, it was also funny. This may be a destined thing. I heard that the greed of a gentleman has been killed for five generations, and I, Da Chen, have been passed down for dozens of generations and have enjoyed countless wealth and honor. After this great change, I think it's God, too, too."

Mr. Yan shook his head: "Why should your Highness Jing feel this? Things in the world are just separation and reunion, and in fact, there is no need to be sad." Mr. Yan continued; "Who ever thought that in fact, the two princes were lost in those days, and one of them was related to various schools of thought."

When he talked about the various philosophers, he did not use the remnants, but the hundred schools of thought.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but frown: "This is a remnant."

Mr. Yan nodded: "It doesn't matter what the name is. What I want to say is that it was too strange these ten years ago. For example, in the Dachen Palace, he insisted that only one prince was lost. Why is this?"

Chen Yixing couldn't help but say, "Of course, it was because the identity of another prince's mother was finally found to be involved in the remnants of the sons. These remnants actually entered the palace of Dachen and gave birth to a dragon seed for the emperor. If this matter was spread, wouldn't it be an uproar in the world? Therefore, this matter is extremely secret and must not be shown to others."

Mr. Yan nodded: "It is precisely because of this. Think about it, these remnants of the philosophers can actually get into the palace. Then think about it, does the remnants of the philosophers who are far away in the north really have such energy? What I really filtered is not the remnants of the philosophers, but... what kind of people are arranged and arranged behind their backs, what is his purpose, and who is he targeting? He has created the current situation because of his own planning, and what benefits can he get? Alas, we are really ordinary people, and this doubt will never be able to understand."

When Mr. Yan said this, his expression became gloomy again: "The chess player's every move has changed the lives of countless people, including me. I have been disturbed by this mystery for more than ten years. Today... After reading the secretly recorded books, I couldn't help but think of countless past events. I was wondering, where did the crown prince go? Is he still alive? Look, the above describes the characteristics of the crown prince, and whether this birthmark can be found."

"What a pity..." Mr. Yan's eyes were a little wet: "What a pity is that I am old and no longer the same as before. I am just a disabled person. Even if I want to work hard for the old man more than ten years ago, at least, if I find his descendants and make him have successors, I am afraid that I will be powerless. Life is short and it will pass in a blink of an eye. When I reach my age, I only have countless regrets, but these regrets can never be repaired. What a helpless thing."

He cheered up: "It's... I met someone who was quite interesting. I worry about the world first and then the world is happy. The person who said this actually reminded me of the old man. Although the old man did not say this, he said something similar to me at the beginning. This... is really a fate to make people."

After he finished speaking, he heard a voice saying, "It's not that fate is a mess. To put it, the students are also ashamed. Mr. Meng Yan is not disgusted. Such praise is just to make the students feel at a loss."

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and who was the one who came was not Chen Kaizhi?

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Chapter completed!