Chapter seven hundred and sixty seventh: fine endowment
Even if you don’t look at Li Mingrui, the Minister of Revenue, this left prime minister Li Mao is an important official in the court... There are many disciples, and it will affect the whole body.
Bai Qingyan once interrupted Li Mao's youngest son's legs and sent Li Mao's subordinates to the gate of Li's mansion. It was just to shock Li Mao. Li Mao knew the truth that he could not repeat it again and again, so he went back to the end.
No abnormal movement.
But Li Mao's eldest son Li Mingrui is probably a person who doesn't like being held in his palm, and he also thinks... he can be as cruel as Du Zhiwei, and can play with people's hearts in applause.
This is how to set up a set of settings.
He probably felt that it was her Bai Qingyan who ordered him to rescue Wang Qiulu, and he sent someone to inform her that Wang Qiulu had close contact with the Liang Palace, and that Wang Qiulu would be sent to the prince, at least for her.
It can keep the Li family out of trouble.
If someone learns that the Bai family holds letters from Li Mao and the second prince but does not hand them over to the prince, they guess that Bai Qingyan wants to use these letters to coerce the left prime minister Li Mao and the Li family, she can also say that she collects these letters.
For the sake of the prince, with the foundation of what happened today, the prince will definitely believe in the Bai family.
Bai Qingyan turned his head and looked at Bai Jinxiu and said, "Tonight, the Crown Princess gave birth, I believe the Imperial Doctor is always at the Crown Prince's Mansion. You go out of the corner gate... and go to the Crown Prince's Mansion in person, and I said that my situation is not good. Please ask Your Highness to assign a Imperial Doctor.
It’s best to come to Bai’s Mansion…it’s best to let any father-in-law around the prince come to our mansion in person, and it’s also easier to get a personal certificate.”
Bai Qingyan smiled: "Then... you are taking someone to the Prince's Mansion to express your love. Remember to show your loyalty to the elder sister!"
Bai Jinxiu stood up and saluted, saying solemnly: "Don't worry, elder sister, Jinxiu will definitely do it now. I'll go to the prince's mansion!"
Bai Jinxiu can do things, but she just feels sorry for her elder sister. She arrives at the capital day and night. She has just arrived so many things waiting for her elder sister...
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The Anyang Hall is brightly lit, and the plain white veil hanging from the beams of the hall sways slightly. In the gilded Boshan incense burner more than three feet high in the center of the hall, the lit ambergris turned into wisps of light smoke, and the faint fragrance swayed. The elderly emperor
I just took the pill and my long hair was loose, and my snow-white middle clothes were tilted on the soft couch, which really seemed to be about to become an immortal.
However, the thirty-six copper lotus lanterns were too bright, reflecting the emperor's wrinkled forehead, and a few brown spots of old people appeared and appeared.
When he heard that the emperor's grandson had arrived, the emperor's joy had not yet been revealed, so he remembered the child in his belly taken away by the queen, and his face darkened again.
The emperor was silent for a moment, looked at the prince who was kneeling in the center of the hall and said slowly: "The emperor's grandson gave him a name... Ji, I hope that when he grows up, he can put the country first! He can bear the responsibility of his ancestors to stay.
This home business!”
The prince has to be given a name as soon as he is born, which is a great honor, not to mention the emperor's words... It seems that he wants the emperor's grandson to be the crown prince in the future, which greatly stabilizes the position of the prince.
The prince hurriedly kowtowed to His Majesty: "Thank you, Father, for giving your name!"
Before the prince continued to share with the emperor the joy of having his legitimate son, he heard the emperor ask: "How is the progress of Jiuchuntai? I heard... Now the national treasury is getting tighter, and the war in Daliang is gradually becoming more and more terrible.
If this continues, the court officials are afraid that they will ask to stop the construction of the Nine-Level Platform. Is there no way for the prince?"
The prince was like a basin of cold water. The joy of having a son just now was replaced by panic, like a boy who was afraid of his father's power.
He hurriedly said: "Back to my father, the doctor Hong at the Princess's Mansion has developed a prescription for treating epidemics. My son... My son has sent someone to Huayang, Qinhuai City, and the epidemic soon
Then you can control it! Father, don't worry... son minister... son minister..."
The prince panicked, his mind showed his light and raised his eyes and said, "My son plans to send someone to secretly send some untouchables who have been infected with the disease to Daliang, so that the people in Daliang will also be infected with the disease. Daliang will not be able to cure this.
For epidemic disease, we send envoys to Daliang and tell Daliang... If we want this recipe for treating epidemic disease, we need to negotiate peace and beg for mercy! Ceshuo the city!"
Zhenguo Princess Mansion?!
Why is there a Bai family everywhere?
The emperor was impatient.
But now, the emperor doesn't care about the Bai family anymore, and he is full of his Nine-Level Platform... The national master said that if the Nine-Level Platform is built, he can reach the top and refine the alchemy himself, and he can live forever and even ascend to immortality.
The emperor stood up with his elbow and stood up straight, looked up at the prince who was kneeling in the middle of the hall through the curtain, and nodded expressionlessly: "Remember, no matter what, the construction of the Nine-Level Platform is the most important thing!
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"My son, remember! Please rest assured, my father!" The prince kowtowed to the emperor.
After exiting from Anyang Hall, the prince sat in the carriage, with lamps hanging from all corners swinging back and forth, making the interior of the carriage light and dark. He pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his forehead...
He said randomly in desperation that the person infected with the epidemic was sent to Daliang, but his father seemed to agree.
Since this is the case, it is better to go back and discuss with Mr. Fang. Maybe he can really surrender because of this epidemic.
The prince held the veil tightly and suddenly laughed softly. Unexpectedly, he still had such impatience.
It is because of being too nervous today that the prince forgot to ask Fu Ruoxi to lead the commander of the patrol battalion with the emperor.
The prince sighed and stuffed the handkerchief back into his sleeve, thinking that there were still some memorials to be sent to the emperor for advice tomorrow, so... let's talk about this tomorrow!
The prince thought of his newborn son, and thought of his father's name "Ji" just now, and his earnest instructions, and he felt happy again, thinking that his son was his lucky star, and that his father's words were
...His position as prince can be more stable.
The carriage swayed all the way back to the prince's mansion, and almost shook the prince to fall asleep. The carriage finally arrived in front of the prince's door.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
When the prince heard the voice of Fang Lao from outside the carriage, the prince woke up.
"Your Highness... it's Old Fang waiting for Your Highness at the door!" Quan Yu reached out and held the prince and walked down the carriage. His voice was as usual, and he lowered his eyes and covered his bored mood.
"Well! Get off the carriage first..." The prince responded softly and helped Quan Yu get off the carriage with his hands.
Seeing that Mr. Fang was dressed in a single shirt and saluted him, he thought he had been waiting at the door for a long time, and his hands were a little blue. The prince frowned and said, "Why is Mr. Fang still waiting here at this time? He doesn't wear warmer.
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"Your Highness, I have extremely important matters and I want to talk to you!" Old Fang said solemnly.
"Old Fang, Gu is really tired today! He still wants to go back and see my child again. If it weren't for the important military and political affairs... let's talk about it tomorrow!"