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"How can this be said to be a threat?...I'm saying the truth." Chen Liuzhen blinked guiltily, folded the drawing paper, stuffed it into the envelope, and sealed his mouth.

Then he shamelessly put it directly into Liu Bibing's hands and asked him to send it.

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The Chongsu Palace is outside the palace city, and it is the closest to the palace city. In the early years, in order to facilitate the court, he assisted the young Shi Yutianzhen in handling the government affairs, and Shi Yu Foli specially built a mansion for him.

Logically speaking, this mansion closest to the palace city should have been the most affected by the court storm. It is directly the turmoil of the wind and clouds in the center of the vortex.

But since Prince Jingmu Shi Yutian died of depression, the Chongsu Palace has disappeared from the world. No matter how big the wind and rain or how big the waves are, they can pass through it silently, as if it is There is a barrier that is isolated from the world.

The sky was just blue in the morning, and Chen Liuzhen stepped on the stirrups and looked at the old door plaque on the Chongsu Palace.

The gate of the royal palace was closed, with only a small corner door next to it open. Two servants came out from it, one with a kettle and the other with a broom, sweeping the fallen leaves and dust in front of the door one by one.

They saw Chen Liuzhen's carriage, but they just took a look, did not come up to ask, nor rolled their eyes, and focused on their own things.

Chen Liuzhen found this scene quite interesting.

Prince Chongsu turned a blind eye to the outside world. Is the servants at home revealing a transcendent temperament?

Liu's personal soldiers walked to Chen Liuzhen's side, leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice: "You forgot that the emperor, who was the legitimate grandson, was rejected here? What should you do if they don't see you?"

Chen Liuzhen said confidently: "One time and another time, what was the situation at that time, and what was the situation now?"

Liu Qinbing thought about it, but still didn't understand, and asked: "The emperor was not the emperor at that time. Now His Majesty the emperor is His Majesty, so Prince Chongsu knew he was afraid?"

Chen Liuzhen heard the smile on his face stagnated, and turned to Liu's personal army and said, "It's not that I said Brother Liu, your idea is superficial. If he cared about Wu Lei or not, he would have come out long ago and made a Has the hero from the dragon?"

"What do you mean? What was the situation in the past and what is the situation now?" Liu Qinbing asked in confusion.

Chen Liuzhen looked at the direction of the corner gate, his eyes were dull, as if he was trapped in memories, and sighed sadly and said:

"At that time, Prince Jing Mu died unknown. Now, there is an explanation..."

After Chen Liuzhen finished speaking, he swept away the slut on his face, replaced it with a warm and gentle smile, and walked towards the two sweeping servants.

Liu Qinbing didn't understand the link of this sentence, but what Chen Liuzhen said was probably reasonable, so he looked behind him and thought that Chen Liuzhen would be invited in very simple, but the result...

"My brother said, "You are the one who is the one who is the former companion, Chen Liuzhen, and Chen Shizhong is asking for advice if he has something to do."

The two servants seemed to have known it for a long time, and looked at him without any trouble and said:

"Sir, please come back. Our prince is sick and is another idle person, so it is not convenient to see guests."

When Liu Qinbing heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He quickly lowered his head and turned his face away, pretending to be very busy, reached out to pat the horse, sweeping the cart to relieve the embarrassment.

His husband was too confident and was defeated for the first time. In order to take care of his face, it would be better to pretend not to know...

Chen Liuzhen was still persuading him, and the dimples on his face were smiling very clearly. He took out a few heavy copper plates from his arms, stuffed them into the servant's hand, and said:

"Please try it out, maybe your prince will suddenly be willing to see me."

The servant holding the broom pushed the copper plate back directly, frowned and said:

"Sir... don't make things difficult for us. You don't know what happened to the quiet servant who helped spread the news and disturbed the prince... We still want to be fine."

"So that's how it is..." Chen Liuzhen smiled apologetically and turned around with a little dejected look.

Just when the two servants thought he had given up, Chen Liuzhen turned back, and the Confucian scholar's wide robe and sleeves were sleekly.

He put away the copper plate in his hand, but took out a book from his sleeve, and raised the book solemnly and respectfully, bowing his hands above his head, and said with a respectful expression:

"This is the relic of Prince Jingmu. Please submit it to Prince Chongsu."

As soon as these words came out, the two originally impatient servants' expressions changed. They looked at each other and carefully looked at the booklet that Shen Liuzhen held in their hands.

Seeing the faintly unobtrusive brown blood stains on the booklet, my face became even more serious.

The man holding the broom handed the broom to his companion, rubbed his hands on his clothes, and then bent respectfully and took the booklet from Chen Liuzhen's hand with both hands, and said:

"I'll go and send it to you now, Lord Shen wait..."

After that, the man hurriedly entered the door with his booklet.

Chen Liuzhen then straightened up, said thank you, and then turned around and walked to Liu Qinbing's side, standing with him.

Liu Qinbing was shocked at this time, and looked at him and asked, "How do you know that they will care about that booklet?"

Chen Liuzhen held his sleeves and sighed and said, "Prince Chongsu and Prince Jing Mu have a deep relationship. When I came last time, I had heard from their kitchen that the prince had already made gold for Prince Jing Mu. He was worshipped at home, and he had to offer fresh fruit and snacks every day. He was always incense and was cooked by Prince Chongsu himself. Just imagine... How could they not care about Prince Jingmu's relics?"

"Hmm... huh?...Why don't I know when you talk to the people in their kitchen?" Liu Qinbing widened his eyes in surprise.

Chen Liuzhen said very normally: "What's the matter? While you were waiting for the letter at the front door, didn't I borrow a toilet at the back door? I met the chef I bought and just chatted a few times. .”

Liu's personal soldiers didn't listen and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. After a while, he asked again:

"Then you say that since he has such a deep relationship with Prince Jing Mu, why didn't he see his son at the beginning? Don't he want Prince Jing Mu's son to be the emperor?"

Chen Liuzhen thought about it, and there was a desolation in his eyes that was not consistent with his age, and said, "So what about your son? Isn't it his biological father who forced Prince Jingmu to a dead end?"

At this moment, the servant who sent the booklet came out and said to Chen Liuzhen: "Mr. Shen, the prince is welcome."
Chapter completed!