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The first thousand two hundred and forty-three chapters return to light

 Liu Mingzhi himself had to admit that he was no longer the playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun without any ambition when he was in Jiangnan!

After entering the court, my state of mind had already undergone earth-shaking changes unconsciously.

It turns out that I am not such a carefree person.

The bustle in the world is all for benefit; the hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit.

After all, I did not escape the eyes of the secular world and became one of them. After trying the taste of power, it is really difficult to let go.

Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines, color is a steel knife for scraping bones, and power is a maggot attached to the bone.

How many people in the world can be like Wen Renzheng who gave up his power during the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period and lived in seclusion in Jiangnan to teach.

In other words, whether Wen Renzheng gave up voluntarily or was forced to give up, how could he know if he was not the parties involved, Li Zheng and Wen Renzheng?

Liu Mingzhi lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and sighed silently.

"It turns out I have really changed!"

Bearing the complicated looks from the civil and military officials, Mr. Liu closed his eyes silently and waited. What was going on? It was just a futile exercise for him and others to speculate here.

Only by meeting Li Zheng can we understand the specific situation. Perhaps, as Eunuch Fu said, His Majesty has other intentions.

Yes or no, who can guess accurately?

The king's heart is unpredictable is not just a matter of words.

Liu Mingzhi has truly experienced what it means to accompany a king like a tiger.

During the boring wait, Duke Jing and Yunyang walked out with complicated expressions. Liu Mingzhi slowly opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps and waited calmly.

"His Majesty ordered that all the princes, princes, left and right ministers, imperial officials, six ministers, nine ministers of the temple, and ten generals should enter the palace."

More than a dozen people adjusted their official robes and walked silently towards the Yu'an Palace. Still no one saw Young Master Liu.

As a result, the officials behind him looked at Young Master Liu with even more strange expressions.

All the important ministers of the dynasty entered the palace, except Liu Mingzhi, Duke of Dingguo, who was not summoned. The idea that this former man had fallen out of favor with His Majesty was once again firmly established in the hearts of many officials.

Jia Youwei, who had already sat in the office of the doctor, looked at the lonely back of Young Master Liu and sighed silently. Without Duke Ding's support in the past, he would not have been able to achieve this position.

Jia Youwei slowly walked towards Young Master Liu: "Dong Guo, it's polite to lower your rank."

Liu Mingzhi was startled and turned around, looking at this old friend whom he had met because of Xue Bizhu and Huang Lingyi, and smiled implicitly. After all, the emperor was ill and he couldn't be too happy.

Otherwise, if the censor Yanguan finds out, he will definitely drink a pot of wine.

"Master Jia, you are well!"

Jia Youwei nodded silently: "Thanks to the great blessings of Your Majesty and Your Excellency, I am not a bad official."

"That's good. I still say what I said, stay in your position, pursue your own affairs, be an official well, and don't let me down!"

"My lord, your majesty summoned the civil and military ministers, but only put you aside. Perhaps there is a deeper meaning, sir. Don't be discouraged!"

Hearing Jia Youwei's comfort, Liu Mingzhi nodded silently: "Thank you, Mr. Jia, for your comfort. I am fine. I have experienced so many storms and waves, and small setbacks are not worth mentioning here."

"Mr. Jia, please go back first. We will talk about it later, otherwise the strange looks from those colleagues will be quite annoying."

"Sometimes, we have to bow to reality."

"When people leave, the tea will get cold faster."

"In this case, why do you have to stand on the cusp of the storm? I have accepted your wishes, so go back first."

"I would like to thank you for your understanding. I will never forget your support."

"After the important matter is over, I will go to the mansion to pay homage to the Lord!"

"Okay, I'm always welcome."

Jia Youwei slowly returned to his seat, looking at Liu Mingzhi who was standing alone by the palace door with a melancholy expression, and glanced at the colleagues around him with complex eyes.

What Duke Dingguo said is true. When people leave, the tea will cool down quickly.

I remember that when Ding Guogong was in court, the six ministers would greet him cheerfully, and Wu Guogong would also put his arms around him.

The civil and military officials were so polite and courteous, but in just two years, everything changed.

Jia Youwei glanced at his colleagues around him. They only saw the loneliness of Ding Guogong today but forgot the glory of Ding Guogong in the past.

A group of short-sighted people who only know the immediate interests but do not know the long-term vision.

Given the friendship between Duke Ding and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his relationship with Princess Anping, how could he be reduced to the point of being isolated?

Doesn't that ruin the reputation of a scholar in white and a talented scholar in the country?

Wouldn’t it be living up to His Majesty’s reputation as a peerless hero?

I don’t know how long it took, but everyone walked out of Yuan Palace with different expressions on their faces.

This time, Eunuch Fu did not speak. The chief steward, Zhou Fei, followed closely behind a group of important ministers and walked out, gently waving the fly whisk in his hand.

"Your Majesty is waiting at the Qinzheng Hall and the Hundred Officials Hall!"

"My ministers obey the order, long live long live."

All the civil and military officials left Yu'an Hall in order and walked towards Qinzheng Hall.

The chief manager walked toward Young Master Liu with a low expression: "Master, long time no see. How are you?"

Liu Mingzhi nodded silently: "I don't have to worry about food and clothing. It's great that your body is still strong, Lao Zhou."

"Alas, we have grown old too. His Majesty invites you to enter the palace. Please invite me, sir!"

"Lao Lao Zhou has sent a message, please come with me."

Liu Mingzhi followed the chief steward and walked into the Yu'an Palace without hesitation: "My son, Liu Mingzhi, pays homage to my father. Long live, long live."

A majestic voice that had not been heard for a long time reached my ears, adding a hint of old age and unwillingness.

"I'm back! Forgive me and sit down first. I'm wearing court clothes!"

"Thank you, Father!"

Liu Mingzhi stood up and stood together without actually sitting down, silently looking at Li Zheng's position.

The prince stood aside with a heavy face and said nothing. Standing beside him were dozens of imperial doctors with trembling faces, looking at Li Zheng tremblingly and not daring to say a word.

Li Zheng raised his arms and let the palace maid dress him in court clothes.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Zheng's face. Is this still the Li Zheng in his impression?

The still majestic face has a hint of yellow color and looks a little lifeless, and the seemingly upright tiger body has a touch of crumbling.

A word appeared in Liu Dashao's mind involuntarily.

Returning to the light.

The words spoken in front of Qin Zheng's palace in the Song Dynasty still linger in Liu Mingzhi's heart. He is extremely ill. Now that there are so many imperial doctors in front of him, and Li Zheng's current appearance, only the reflection of his past can describe Li Zheng's current physical condition.

After a long time, the complicated dragon robe was put on by the palace maid one by one. Liu Mingzhi remembered the instructions given by the third princess and wanted to ask Eunuch Fu to inform him. However, Li Zheng suddenly chose to go to court, so he could only

Put your thoughts aside.

After putting on the imperial robe, Li Zheng put down his hands and took a deep breath. Just putting on a dragon robe was a bit too much for him.

"Show off, Qinzheng Palace!"

"According to the order!"

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