Li Wenzhong blushed, stood up and said, "I pay my respects to the Queen, Your Highness the Princess."
"No gift."
Queen Ma frowned slightly, "Wenzhong, what are you doing?"
"Go back to the empress." Li Wenzhong said sarcastically, "Wei Chen has no way to teach his son. Yesterday, he abducted the eighth prince to the brothel and did... the bastard thing of buying and selling by force. Fortunately, Li Qianhu took action in time and it didn't happen.
Cause catastrophe.
I will be severely punished when I return!"
Empress Ma nodded slightly, "Jinglong did pass this time, but you should just...take away the vitex, won't you panic?"
Li Wenzhong glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang sarcastically, but seeing that he had no expression, he quickly said: "It won't matter if I have a rough skin and a thick flesh. When he comes home, I will discipline him well."
"He hasn't come home yet?"
Li Wenzhong nodded and looked at Li Qing.
Li Qing cupped his hands and said, "Go back to your Majesty, Mr. Li is in Zhao Prison."
"Did you take him to prison?" Queen Ma looked surprised.
An Qing was also greatly surprised. She did not expect Li Qing to be so decisive.
"That traitor deserves it." Li Wenzhong said quickly, "Li Qianhu acted impartially and handled the matter properly."
After a pause, he said, "I think some of Wei Chen's soldiers did something wrong here. When they go back, I will discipline them more."
Queen Ma was even more surprised, "Li Qing, have you arrested Cao Guogong's soldiers as well?"
They were the ones who sent it to the door... Li Qing cupped his hands and said, "Go back to your Majesty, they broke into Zhao Prison at night."
Li Wenzhong scolded Li Qing in his heart for not practicing martial ethics. He felt that he was already polite enough, but he never expected that the other party would not only not appreciate it, but also put such a big label on him.
Mao Xiang had a strange look on his face, and he was quite speechless towards his subordinate.
Li Wenzhong quickly explained: "Your Majesty, when Li Qianhu arrested people last night, he was not wearing a royal guard uniform. I was afraid that the dog would be robbed by the gangsters, so I asked my soldiers to go to the prison to take a look. There was no other purpose."
"It's just a young and frivolous little kid, it doesn't matter." Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, and the tone of the matter was set as soon as he spoke.
Li Wenzhong breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly expressed his attitude, "I taught you wrongly, and I am guilty."
Mao Xiang also immediately catered to the holy will and took the initiative to take the blame: "The humble ministers were not strict in their duties, and the Jin Yiwei made a fuss out of molehills. I bear the main responsibility."
"Haha..." Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled, "Jin Yiwei has a strict attitude, what's wrong with that?"
Mao Xiang was startled, and Li Wenzhong quickly took the blame, "Your Majesty is wise, it's all Quanzi's fault."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "As a kid, it's understandable that that bastard Zhu Zi also went."
"The Eighth Prince was bewitched by the dog." Li Wenzhong took the blame again.
How could the emperor's son be wrong?
It's all the minister's fault!
Li Qing looked at the scene in front of him and said to himself: "A high-end game is a high-end game, and no one is scapegoating."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "Okay, this matter is over, but the place of fireworks..."
"Father, drink tea."
An Qing handed over a cup of tea playfully, and while Zhu Yuanzhang was taking the tea, he seemed to say unintentionally: "Yesterday, my daughter heard from the little eunuch who bought fruits and vegetables at the princess's house that a song "Gift to Wanling" was circulated in Zuixian Tower.
The artistic conception is as high as Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". Congratulations to my father, our Ming Dynasty is beginning to see signs of prosperity."
"A prosperous age?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was attracted by these two words, but he quickly shook his head and laughed, "How can a poem be linked to the prosperous age? You girl... this is not the way to flatter someone!"
"My daughter is not flattering." An Qing said sweetly, "The Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous among all the dynasties, and Kaiyuan was the most prosperous in the Tang Dynasty. The so-called prosperous age, martial arts, martial arts, and culture are all indispensable.
My father's martial arts were so powerful that he drove out the Tartars and restored China.
In terms of culture and governance, resting with the people and resuming production, the country will become stronger and stronger, and the people will gradually become richer.
It’s only culturally inferior, but it’s different now. Doesn’t the emergence of poems like “Gift to Wanling” herald the revival of the literary world in the Ming Dynasty?”
An Qing smiled and said: "We have all three of them: civility, martial arts, and culture. What is it if it's not a prosperous age?"
"Oh? Haha..."
Even though Zhu Yuanzhang knew that his daughter was flattering him, he still couldn't help but be happy. What emperor doesn't want to create a prosperous age for all generations to admire?
"What Her Royal Highness the Princess said is absolutely true. I would like to congratulate you, Your Majesty."
"Okay, okay, everyone, get up." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and waved his hands, "The current Ming Dynasty is far from the prosperous age of Kaiyuan. Although Xuanzong had flaws in his later years, the prosperous age he created is truly the best in ancient and modern times. It cannot be compared!"
An Qing said: "Xuanzong's martial arts skills are far from being comparable to that of his father. In terms of culture and governance...it was only fifteen years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. In another ten years, it may not be able to compare with him.
The only thing that made him better than his father was that during his reign, his culture was extremely splendid, such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi... they were all people of that era.
But didn’t our Ming Dynasty also have a Mr. Li?
Let’s call it a 50-50 split!”
An Qing said and glanced at Li Qing inadvertently. At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang, Queen Ma, Zhu Biao, and Mao Xiang all looked at Li Qing.
Only Li Wenzhong, who was asking for forgiveness, was confused and seemed a bit out of place.
Li Qing smiled reservedly. He knew that the princess probably knew about his affairs, but the two had no intersection and had only met each other once before. He didn't know why Princess Anqing wanted to speak for him like this.
But the next moment, he understood.
An Qing continued, "Maybe Jinglong was inspired by Mr. Li and wanted to go to the brothel to find inspiration and write a masterpiece of poetry.
After all, even the poet Li Bai was a frequent visitor to the land of fireworks. Why should he stifle talented and romantic people?
It is reasonable for Jinglong to have this idea."
Good guy, I gave you a big break, I just left it here waiting.
An Qing's move was quite clever. She not only flattered the emperor, but also sold him a favor. At the same time, she also helped Duke Cao Guo get out of the siege. How many people could figure out her true purpose?
Li Qing secretly sighed: "It seems that I overestimated this princess last time. This girl is also a high-end player."
As expected, Zhu Yuanzhang did not mention the matter of dealing with Zuixian Tower. He took a sip of tea and said to An Qing:
"My father and your brother have official duties to attend to, so go and take a walk with your mother."
An Qing smiled and said: "My daughter obeys the order."
Li Qing and the other two people quickly saluted: "Wei Chen, please retire."
…
Zhao Prison.
Li Jinglong was lying on his side, his eyes were bloodshot, the prison smelled bad, and there were mosquito bites. He suffered a lot this night.
Suddenly I saw a row of legs coming to the cell door, and I immediately looked up.
"father?"
Li Jinglong almost cried with joy and hurriedly struggled to stand up, "Dad, you are here, my son is suffering!"
Li Wenzhong clenched his fists with a dark face and said nothing.
As soon as the cell door opens, he immediately steps up.
"Pa~"
"Bang!"
First there was a loud mouth, and then there was a black tiger tearing out the heart.
Father's love is like a mountain, and Li Jinglong couldn't bear it anymore. He hunched over and lay on the ground, vomiting acidic water.
Li Wenzhong was still angry and kicked him several times on his buttocks, which made Li Jinglong scream in pain.
"I don't dare anymore~!"
Mao Xiang raised his chin towards Li Qing, and the two of them entered the prison, grabbed Cao Guogong who wanted to kill his relatives out of righteousness, and tried to persuade him to save Li Jinglong.
Later, those soldiers were also released.
Li Wenzhong clasped his fists to apologize, saying that he was not strict with his subordinates. Mao Xiang also quickly said that Jin Yiwei also had something wrong, so both sides wanted to be polite.
After they left, Mao Xiang said, "Follow me to the back hall of the Yamen."
"Why."
…
"Li Qing, you made the right bet this time. The Emperor is very satisfied with your approach." Mao Xiang regained his relaxed expression and smiled.
I'm not betting, I'm just unhappy with that bastard... Li Qing said reservedly, "It's all cultivated by the commander."
"Okay." Mao Xiang glared at him angrily, and then said with a hint: "It seems that the emperor wants to make Jin Yiwei's knife sharper. You can go ahead and do it."
"Let it go?" Li Qing's eyes lit up, "Boss, you mean... you can deal with the consort openly..."
"Ahem, cough, cough... I ate overnight pickles this morning and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable." Mao Xiang stood up and left. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Let's go and do it."
Li Qing looked at Mao Xiang walking away and smiled helplessly.
Mao Xiang's meaning is very obvious, just go ahead and do it, I will share the lion's share of the contribution, and at the same time, I will also help you with the details.
But if you can't hold it back, you'll be in trouble, it's none of my business.
Li Qing didn't think Mao Xiang was shameless. Now that he had seen the high-end game, he could be regarded as understanding the ways of officialdom.
——As a subordinate, you must have the spirit of taking the blame!
The superior will not give clear instructions, because the opinion is clear, and if something is wrong, it will be his responsibility.
In a word: if you do well, you have the soup to drink; if you do poorly, the pot is yours.
In fact, even Mao Xiang relied on inferring the holy will to come to the conclusion that 'the emperor wants to make Jin Yiwei's sword sharper'.
If that's the case, let's do it!
I have lived up to my rights, but if I really can't, the worst I can do is hide in a deep mountain forest and wait until Lao Zhu dies before he comes out.
Li Qing took a breath and said with a bad smile: "Then I will really let go!"