Tianliang deliberately slowed down his movements and listened carefully.
The old chamberlain replied: "Your Majesty, although the third prince made conditions this time, he still took the initiative to accept the position of prince. You don't have to worry..."
"When he recovered from a serious illness, he had no interest in politics. I said that if he did not return to the royal family, he would definitely be in despair in his life, but he did not expect to become more famous all over the world than before." Emperor Dong Jing began to recall, "Xuan'er was separated from the royal family when he was young.
Although he is also smart and talented, and has achieved achievements that are rare for others in his teens, he is inevitably a bit arrogant. Most of those achievements were made for me to see. I have always known about them, so I can safely let him practice outside. But in that scene
After a serious illness, this child..."
"Your Majesty, maybe your mood will change after a serious illness. Although the third prince has stated that he has no political ambitions, his unpredictable plans are also geniuses sent to Dong Jing from heaven, aren't they?" The chamberlain heard that the old man
The emperor sighed and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Now that the young prince is smart and assisted by the fourth prince, the emperor does not have to worry every day. The dragon body is more important..."
Emperor Dong Jing looked sympathetic and beckoned, "Bring the medicine."
Hearing this, Tian Liang packed up the medicine and carried it over. After serving Emperor Dong Jing to drink the medicine, he walked out——
With the herbs in hand and no one discovering them, it was logical that she should leave quickly, but the conversation between Emperor Dong Jing and the chamberlain kept ringing in her mind. Thinking about it carefully, Tianliang felt that the chamberlain's words made her puzzled.
untie.
Qi Xuan is twenty-three this year. No matter how lolita the chamberlain is, he should not openly address himself as the little prince in front of the old emperor.
Moreover, I believe that the emperor knows as well as himself what kind of person Qi Xuan is and what methods he has, so how could he allow his eunuch to say that he has Dong Wenjin as his assistant?
No, very wrong.
Tianliang's right foot suddenly stopped, and the hesitation in his eyes disappeared instantly. He turned around and walked towards the palace where the prince handled political affairs——
While walking, she inexplicably felt something burning on her neck, which made her feel a stinging sensation.
She tore open her collar and took out the hot culprit, and couldn't help but be stunned.
It's Xuanshao.
Baozi uses this whistle every time to find his traces!
She doesn't know how to use it. When Baozi says that he has a strong desire to find someone, this whistle will definitely react...
Now, the whistle is filled with blue light and has strong induction.
Xuanli will not come here. Could it be that...Jun Xiaobao is now in this palace like her?
Tianliang quickened her pace and walked towards the prince's palace. When she was about to approach, the blue light of the whistle suddenly disappeared, like a fire that was thrown out in an instant, and the burning sensation also instantly cooled down.
"What's going on..."
Tianliang patted the whistle that suddenly became unresponsive, and murmured in confusion, "The quality is too bad, is it burned out..."
"Whoever is standing there, come here, don't be stunned, quickly pick up the box and send His Highness the Prince's newly made clothes into the palace!"
I don't know when some people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs appeared in the rear, carrying boxes to deliver clothes. Because there were not enough manpower, they called Tian Liang who was standing aside.
Tian Liang said yes, walked over to help, and carried the box into the prince's palace.
When arranging the clothes, Tianliang glanced at them and saw that they were all made of comfortable silk and satin, with elegant colors and uncomplicated styles. Many of them were made of light silk materials, which Qixuan liked...
"His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, has just finished taking care of his official duties and rested in the palace. Please, please be quiet, sir, so as not to disturb His Highness."
The palace maid came and whispered instructions.
After the chamberlains responded, they sped up their actions.
Tian Liang stood in front of the door not far from the depths of the dormitory. He stared at the hanging bead curtain for a long time, but in the end there was no movement. After the servants hurriedly collected their clothes, they filed out with calm faces.
She was worried that Baozi might have sensed that she was in Jingdu, so she followed her to the palace, so she didn't take it lightly and wandered around the palace for a while. Until almost noon, she still couldn't find any trace of Baozi, so she had to give up and run to the city wall.
Next to him, security flashed out of the palace.
When the palace gate opened, Abai, who was hiding in the grass, jumped out and jumped into her arms, worriedly asking about the situation.
"I got it." Tianliang smiled knowingly at it and showed the Qihanye, "Let's go, hide it and leave Jingdu first, we will return to Langxie immediately."
When the voice fell, she saw Abai looking at her blankly, with a strange expression.
Tianliang touched his face, "Why, is this mask so ugly?"
'No, it's nothing...'
Abai rarely spoke hastily, as if he was afraid of being seen, so he immediately huddled up and jumped into Tianliang's prepared luggage, without making any sound.
Tianliang walked out of Jingdu, and she couldn't help but watch the bustling scenery along the way. Carrying the pastries she bought and small things for Haoer Huoluan to play with, she stopped at an impassioned storyteller to listen to a book, and by the way, she secretly
Put the roasted chicken into the cloth bag to replenish little Abai's flying strength.
What this storyteller is talking about is exactly the great achievements of Dong Wenxuan, the Crown Prince of Dongjing, how he conquered the Nanzhao Kingdom, how he routed Beiyu's army, how his weapons were majestic, how he was admired by thousands of people, how no one could match him, how he was like a jade tree facing the wind.
...In short, he is a person who is both internal and external, talented, and no one can talk about or respect him.
Tian Liang stood at the back of the crowd and listened, as if he had gone back to the time when he and Qi Xuan first met in Xifeng, when everyone praised him so much - at that time, they did not believe the rumors about Mr. Qi Xuan.
, I was angry at what he did, and I admired him for being so successful in hiding his evil nature... Now, I fully believe it, and all the emotions that I should have and shouldn't have in the past are gone.
"His Royal Highness the Prince has understanding of Buddhist scriptures and Taoism. He does not indulge in the desire for money, does not indulge in wine and sex, has outstanding wisdom, and is kind-hearted..."
The storyteller became more and more exaggerated. Tianliang was just listening quietly, but when the storyteller mentioned the word benevolence, he couldn't help but raise his voice and replied in a rough voice, "In order to win the war, thousands of Beiyu slaves died.
, should this also be called benevolence? If you want to win, then win in an open and aboveboard manner. Is this also considered a strategy of superior wisdom?"
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone who was talking fell silent. The storyteller looked at her with a very strange expression and stopped talking.
The storyteller raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, judging from your accent, you are not from Dongjing. Could it be that he is a spy sent by the remnants of Beiyu and Nanzhao? If so, how could he be so disrespectful to His Highness and speak arrogantly?"
Suddenly the crowd started talking.
Several people talked about whether they should go to the government office to find the government official...
Only then did Tianliang realize that he had spoken impulsively and attracted unnecessary attention. He immediately raised his head, hugged the package, quickly dodged out of the crowd, and flew away towards Jingdu Gate——
As soon as her figure disappeared, the storyteller standing on the stage narrowed his eyes, revealing a bit of enchanting light that was inconsistent with his ordinary face.