The officer has the final say, and these words have been lingering in Shen Renshan's mind. Although he has a lot of experience, this is probably the first time in his life that he has heard such words in the Shen family's inner house.

It's really a bit too shocking.

At the same time, everyone in the Shen family in that room was also shocked by Chen Chao's words. No one expected that when the young guard came to the Shen family today, he didn't want to be polite at all, but just talked directly.

Make such a move.

The Shen family members who had been clamoring to make Chen Chao look good before were caught off guard by Chen Chao's response. They didn't know how to respond at the moment.

"Ancestor...this matter..."

Some people had already begun to retreat. Although they still firmly believed that they had taken the initiative in the situation, they were afraid that the young guard had no intention of playing with them in this chess game, and would directly overturn the chess board.

After all, the young guard has behaved very absurdly today, and no one knows how absurd he will act next.

The old man narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "I still don't believe what he can really do to Mr. Shen."

"Ancestor, why don't we talk to him? If we make a fuss like this, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome?"

Some people sighed. Although they did have no contact with Fang Wai, and they did not collude with Fang Wai, it is really impossible to say that the Shen family did not have any scandals.

It's just those things that no one cares about on weekdays, but now if the other party really finds out about them, I'm afraid there will be some trouble.

The old man snorted coldly: "No problem, let him check! I don't believe that he can cover up the sky with one hand in this god city!"

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…

Even God has no airtight wall

, what's more, Chen Chao had no intention of acting in secret, so today's incident spread quickly.

The first person to receive the news was His Highness the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was sitting behind the desk in the royal study room, and in front of him was Lord Zaifu. Lord Zaifu was holding the tea given by His Highness the Crown Prince and blowing on it gently.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took the message from Li Shou, took a look at it, smiled bitterly, and then motioned to Li Shou to show it to Master Zaifu.

The latter put down the teacup and after taking it, he only looked at it for a moment before he knew the whole story.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled bitterly and said: "In this matter, according to Master Zaifu, what should I do?"

Lord Zaifu glanced at His Royal Highness, thought for a moment, and said, "How did His Highness deal with this matter in the first place?"

His Highness the Crown Prince was startled, but then he remembered the previous tips to impeach the Chen Dynasty, and he withheld almost all of them without replying to any courtiers.

"Lord Zaifu, you mean that I should also pretend not to know about this matter?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has grown up a lot these days, but compared to an old official like Mr. Zaifu, he is still a bit uninteresting.

Master Zaifu shook his head and said softly: "How to do it actually depends on what His Highness the Crown Prince wants to do, how can it be better for Daliang, and whether he believes that what Governor Chen is doing now is beneficial to Daliang. If His Highness himself doesn't know

, then we ministers don’t even know.”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince frowned slightly, but was not in a hurry to give an answer. Instead, he asked: "What do you think, Master Zaifu? Do you support withdrawing some of the annual taxes and spending them in the South?"

States?”

Lord Zaifu looked at His Highness the Crown Prince and said nothing.

As a prime minister, there are some things that he can say and even do, but there are some things that he will not say or do unless it is absolutely necessary.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt a little melancholy when he saw that the Prime Minister was silent, "There are many times when I hope that you, the important ministers in the court, can speak more straightforwardly. It is really boring to speculate about things in the court."

Lord Zaifu glanced at the Crown Prince, who might not really grow up until a few years later, and thought about it, and finally he said something from his heart.

"Your Highness, except for your parents, there are very few people in this world who will tell you the truth wholeheartedly. Sometimes the courtiers in the court don't want to tell the truth, they just have too many worries, and sometimes it's not that they don't want to be a good official.

, but there is also the possibility that you can’t help yourself. But it’s okay not to be an official, but if you are a corrupt official, you should be killed no matter what the reason is.”

"As for the way to be a king, whether it is a balancing act or an emperor's art, in fact, sometimes you can't help it. Sometimes you have to kill good people, and sometimes you have to promote bad people. Even a wise Emperor like Taizong would not say that he is like this

I have never done anything wrong in my life. But as long as it is for the good of the people and the good of the world, I have to do it as a last resort and I can accept it."

Master Zaifu said softly: "Your Highness..."

As soon as he started speaking, Mr. Zaifu shook his head. Some words came to his lips, but he suddenly couldn't say them out.

In this world, most of the ministers who can confide in the king do not end well, and he does not think that he is that exception.

His Royal Highness the Prince waited for a long time, but never waited for Lord Zaifu opposite to speak.

After thinking about it carefully, he understood a little bit, so he just laughed at himself and said nothing.

Soon he sent the Prime Minister away and sat alone at the table, silent.

Li Shou stood on one side and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he realized that this now popular chamberlain in the palace just looked out the window.

It started to snow again.

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…

After finishing the lecture, Xie Nandu walked out of the school and soon saw a person standing in the corridor. After the latter saw Xie Nandu, he respectfully handed a note to Xie Nandu, then turned and left.

Xie Nandu took one look at it, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it into his sleeve.

Not far away, someone whispered: "If he wants to do this, he may destroy the Great Wall. Now you are the only one in the whole world who can possibly persuade him to turn back, and you don't do it either?"

Xie Nandu glanced at the man and said calmly: "Is he a fool?"

The man was startled, "What do you mean?"

"Since you are not a fool, what can you do to persuade me?"

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…

Xie's Ancestral Temple, a light snowfall failed to cover the ground with snow, but the green tiles were still covered with a light layer, some sparse, but green and white.

The ancestor of the Xie family, who had not been out of the ancestral temple for many days, walked out of the ancestral temple, holding a small ceramic basin in his hand. At first glance, it seemed to be an ordinary small basin made of yellow clay. It could not be said to be exquisitely made.

Holding a small basin, ancestor Xie also held a small brush in his other hand. He was not tall, but he was not too tall in the ancestral hall, so he could reach the green tiles with his feet and picked up the small brush.

He began to brush the snow off the green tiles and put it in a small yellow mud basin.

old man sitting in chair far away

He smiled and said: "It's not Chuxue, what are you doing so hard for?"

The ancestor of the Xie family ignored it and just collected a small basin of snow. Then he came not far from the old man and coughed.

Immediately afterwards, someone hurried over, bringing a stove and a chair. When the old man sat down, there was a precious fox fur covering the old man's legs.

The ancestor of the Xie family reached out and placed the yellow clay pot on the stove, took out a small oil paper bag of tea leaves from his arms, slowly opened it, and waited until the snow melted before throwing it in.

The old man on the other side smelled the smell and frowned: "Where did you get the tea? The smell is not as good as a bowl of tea from a big Liang Tongbao on the street."

After living for so many years and drinking so much good tea, the old man naturally knows it when he smells it.

The ancestor of the Xie family proudly said: "When I was sixteen years old, I ran out secretly and met a woman. I fell in love with her at first sight..."

The old man was too lazy to listen to what he said. Before the ancestor of the Xie family finished speaking, the old man asked directly: "Which woman did you finally marry?"

The ancestor of the Xie family looked ugly, and he was very dissatisfied with his old friend's knowingly asking questions.

Let alone being born into a family like the Xie family, even an ordinary aristocratic family actually has a hard time having the right to choose a wife or a husband.

Many times, the interests of the family always come first.

Just like the ancestor of the Xie family, he was regarded as the candidate for the next head of the family when he was young, so in this regard, a good match was decided for him early, although that person was not the good one that the ancestor of the Xie family liked.

person, but he still didn’t raise any objections and just got married like this.

In the end, the two spent thirty years together.

However, after his wife passed away, the ancestor of the Xie family did not renew their relationship, but lived alone until now.

"But can you still drink tea from so many years ago?"

The old man sighed with emotion, probably because he felt that at this age, he seemed to have some good things in his heart.

The ancestor of the Xie family said softly: "At our age, no one can survive except because of the good things in his heart. You old boy, you only talk about accumulating some virtue, but you don't want to accumulate negative virtue for yourself."

The old man laughed it off.

While making tea, the ancestor of the Xie family said: "Since that girl said she doesn't care, then I won't care either. Although that young man is young, he is actually not a reckless person. What he has done these days can be regarded as

The plan is far-reaching, and if the world sees him as a warrior, sooner or later he will suffer the same fate as he did when he despised His Majesty."

The old man nodded and said, "That's right. Since he is the son of Prince Yiwen and the most valued descendant by His Majesty, he has nothing to do with stupidity."

The ancestor of the Xie family smiled and nodded: "Yes, your majesty is so heroic and the former prince is so wise. How can there be stupid descendants?"

But just after saying this, the two looked at each other and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

In fact, this logic does not make sense. If this is really what is said, then how come His Majesty's sons are not so successful?

There are some words that I know don't make sense when I say them, but I don't know why, but I still want to say them.

The old man said: "It's not difficult for Shen to deal with it. In fact, if you try hard, you can suppress it sooner or later. But it seems that the kid wants to use thunder to make them submit."
To be continued...