Zhao Jin called King Yan "Prince" and no one said anything.
But now that Zhao Jin is Zhao Qian's biological son, and the King of Yan openly shows his favor to him, it would really not be good if he continues to be addressed as "Prince".
"Uncle." Zhao Jin smiled apologetically, "I just forgot about it all of a sudden."
King Yan waved his hand, "It's okay."
Then, King Yan asked in a low voice some recent affairs in the court.
Far away in the fiefdom, King Yan only knew the news from Bianzhou. He had not seen or experienced it with his own eyes, so there were inevitably some defects or distortions in it.
When King Yan asked Zhao Jin for confirmation, Zhao Jin couldn't help being surprised.
No wonder Zhao Qian trusted King Yan so much.
King Yan did have his own way of survival in this court.
As long as it is a person in power that he recognizes, King Yan will be clear and frank with him, and he will also clearly inquire about information like this with the parties concerned.
He told Zhao Jin directly that he was indeed a little curious about it, but he kept a good balance and did not make Zhao Jin feel uncomfortable or offended.
Zhao Jin also inevitably had a good impression of King Yan.
People who are willing to be honest with each other are always easier for others to trust.
Don't worry about how the other party will investigate you privately or whether they have too many other plans.
Zhao Qian was recognized by the King of Yan because of his kindness, but now Zhao Jin is recognized by the King of Yan because of his talent.
"However, Your Highness, you are at odds with the aristocratic family." King Yan glanced at the courtiers who had pricked up their ears to hear clearly what he was talking to Zhao Jin.
He lowered his voice a little lower and moved closer to Zhao Jin, "These aristocratic families are now trying their best to get back in the game."
"They take their reputation and face too seriously, and this time you have severely humiliated them. Except for some of them who are sensible, many others will take actions secretly."
King Yan's face did not hide his dissatisfaction with the aristocratic family, "Your Highness, please don't be careful."
"It's best for them to be peaceful. If they are restless..."
Zhao Jin smiled slightly and said, "I will naturally stop them from doing whatever they want."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
King Yan heard the meaning of Zhao Jin's words, and after knowing that he had a plan in mind, he felt relieved and stopped.
The courtiers behind the two men didn't understand what the two men were talking about, and King Yan suddenly burst into laughter.
Cen Qianyi's expression was indifferent. Occasionally, when his eyes glanced at King Yan, his eyes darkened slightly.
"Your Highness has done well on the imperial examination."
King Yan straightened his lips vigorously and blew out a heavy breath from his nose. "They have been in high positions for too long. They really think they can override the laws of Zhao."
"We should also teach them a lesson. Don't really regard Zhao Guo as their family."
Zhao Jin looked back at King Yan's dissatisfied look and felt slightly relieved in his heart. It seemed that it was indeed impossible for King Yan to stand with the aristocratic family.
Place your right hand in front of your abdomen and rub it gently with your thumb and index finger.
Now is the time to employ people, and King Yan is a useful person, but he doesn't know what his ability is.
While the two were talking, they had almost arrived at Zhao Qian's bedroom.
Zhao Jin stood in front of the palace, turned around and looked at the courtiers behind him, "Thank you for your hard work, my lords, but my father is still seriously ill. Too many people may spare my father's rest."
"I'll trouble you all to go down today. If you remember your father, you can come and visit on a day when there are fewer people."
"I obey my orders."
The courtiers bowed to Zhao Jin and retreated.
King Yan also became depressed and looked at the quiet palace with some confusion.
"Uncle Emperor, let's go."
Zhao Jin and Zhao Qian had no feelings at all, but the relationship between King Yan and Zhao Qian had always been good, so discomfort was inevitable.
King Yan took a shallow breath, as if he was ready, nodded and said, "Let's go."
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The two walked in side by side.
There were no shortage of maids and eunuchs in Zhao Qian's palace. Zhao Jin still asked them to do the same as before, but on weekdays, they basically needed to take care of the palace and take good care of Zhao Qian.
In order to ensure indoor ventilation, the door of the dormitory is usually open during the day.
The two of them walked directly in, and Shou Quan in the middle had already heard the sound and came out to greet them.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness King Yan."
Through the screen, King Yan could see a corner of the bed in the back room. He said to Zhao Jin, "I'm sorry."
Immediately afterwards, King Yan quickly walked towards the bed and saw clearly what Zhao Qian looked like now.
Zhao Qian was unconscious all the time, and the palace maids and eunuchs could only find ways to force him some liquid food every day.
Fortunately, Zhao Qian still has a basic instinctive reaction to swallowing. Otherwise, if the food cannot be swallowed, Zhao Qian will definitely not survive.
However, he could only drink some water and liquid food all the time. Even if he never stopped taking great supplements such as ginseng and bird's nest, Zhao Qian would inevitably lose weight.
When King Yan saw Zhao Qian's current appearance clearly, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red, "Brother Emperor."
Zhao Jin followed King Yan and walked in.
"Your Highness, how is your brother's current condition?" King Yan asked anxiously.
Zhao Jin's eyes fell on Zhao Qian, "The imperial doctor said that the possibility of waking up is very small."
King Yan's breathing suddenly became heavy, his expression changed several times, and finally he couldn't hold it back and punched the low table next to him.
"To establish the Long Kingdom, Wanyan Shiyi! This is simply too much!"
"Now, all we can do is do our best and obey fate."
Zhao Jin patted King Yan on the back and said, "Uncle, what we can do now is to seek justice for our father."
"Wanyan Shiyi, where are you now?" After a while, King Yan suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.
"I have been imprisoned in the imperial prison. The emperor can go and have a look directly." Zhao Jin was not surprised that King Yan would ask Wanyan Shiyi.
Zhao Qian's current fate was not only due to his obsessive pursuit of immortality, but also because Wanyan Shiyi set up this situation.
Zhao Jin, on the other hand, pushed Zhao Qian at the last moment after he had murderous intentions.
"I never thought that one day I would see my brother in such a weak state."
"Birth, old age, illness, and death are inevitable."
Hearing this, King Yan wiped his face vigorously, "You are right, birth, old age, illness and death are things that no one can do."
Zhao Jin didn't say anything more. No matter how sad King Yan was, he had to come out on his own.
He turned his head and looked at Shouguan, "Has your father been doing anything strange these days?"
"Reporting to Your Highness the Crown Prince." Shou Quan said cautiously: "No, every day the imperial doctor comes to check your pulse, he always says the same thing as before."
There is no deterioration, which is the best news for Zhao Qian.
King Yan understood this and didn't say much.
He stood by Zhao Qian's bed for a full quarter of an hour before turning and leaving. This chapter has been completed!