Zhou Tongzhi didn't expect that he didn't say anything, and he didn't even mention it. The little baby in front of him still guessed it.
Maybe because he felt relieved, he had no desire to explain anymore.
Just still looking at the sky, "Cuichen was born in a farm family, and his hometown was very poor. I am the second son in the family. As the old saying goes, fathers love their elders and mothers love their children. This is also true in the family of Cuichen.
Those who are more sensible will know that if Sin Chen continues like this, he will not only be able to farm at home like other villagers for the rest of his life, but will also be wasted for the rest of his life because his parents do not take him seriously.
There was a boy in the village of the guilty minister, but because he was in poor health and could not withstand the six-day examination, he was never awarded the title of scholar, and no one was willing to marry him.
He lives alone and often has difficulty eating enough.
The sinner would often chop wood from his house along with his own, and carry water from his house as well. Whenever he had free time, the sinner would run to his house and do what he could.
Gradually, he was moved by the guilty minister and began to teach the guilty minister how to read and write.
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Zhou Tongzhi said a lot.
He talked about how he plotted against his parents and brothers when he was a child, so that they would voluntarily spend money to send him to school.
Speaking of how he had no money to go to Beijing to take the exam, how did he trick his classmates into giving him money to cover his expenses along the way and thank him in return?
A faint self-deprecating voice came, and Zhou Tongzhi said: "The guilty minister has been planning since he was sensible, planning to eat and drink, planning to study, planning to get out of the village, and planning the future;
Zui Chen originally thought that once he got successful, he would be able to express his ambition. Zui Chen wanted people from poor families in the world who wanted to study to have the opportunity to study. Zui Chen wanted everyone with ambition to have the opportunity to show their ambition;
But that glass of wine ruined the criminal's life;
How could the guilty minister who had just won the victory dare not drink the wine brought by King Xuan himself?
The guilty minister has no power, comes from a poor family, and his wife is still in the hands of King Xuan. The guilty minister cannot die even if he wants to."
At first, his wife was in the hands of others, so he had to be obedient; after his wife passed away during childbirth, he was already surrounded by King Xuan's people, and he had to compromise for the sake of his young child.
"The sinner has been shrewd all his life, but this shrewdness has ruined the sinner's life; Mingzhi... just stay simple, at least he will be worry-free for the rest of his life."
If he wasn't smart and there were so many poor students, why would King Xuan focus on him?
Qibaoer fell silent.
Several people outside the door also fell silent.
After a while, the door opened and only Qi Baoer walked out.
Looking up at His Royal Highness, who always had a cold expression in front of him, Qi Baoer wanted to greet him with a smile, but found that he couldn't even do this simple action at this time.
No one closed the door behind him. Qi Baoer walked around everyone without looking at anyone and left slowly with small steps.
That small and short back gives people an inexplicable feeling of vicissitudes of life.
At this time, the sound of a heavy object falling suddenly came from inside the house.
Tai Shihua, who was standing behind the prince, fixed his gaze and let out a long sigh.
What outsiders don’t know is that Zhou Tongzhi inside was originally a member of King Xuan, but he was already a member of the Crown Prince three years ago!
Why still take this step?
Yang Feng's voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Zhou Shirong, he probably no longer wants to live."
But what puzzled him was why Zhou Shirong did not hand over the evidence to the prince, but to Princess Anle?
Isn't it better to stump His Royal Highness than Princess Anle to make him feel more trustworthy?
The prince then turned his head and looked in the direction where Qi Bao'er had left. His deep eyes didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but the aura all over his body became colder and colder.
The huge team walked on the official road. This time there were no relief trucks, no prisoners dragged behind, only uniformly dressed Qi Jiajun.
However, the silver-white silver wolf at the front of the team was no longer there, nor was the little figure on the ruthless wolf's back that, although small, always made them feel at ease.
Yes, Qi Baoer left without anyone telling him personally. He only left a letter, took only Twelve and Zhou Mingzhi with him, and left suddenly and quietly.
Qi Baoer entrusted Qi Kangan to deliver the list of names and evidence of crime submitted by Zhou Tongzhi to His Royal Highness.
Prince Li no longer had the spirit of loyalty that he had when he came, only a deep worry, "Where has Anle gone? It's okay to say something."
Qi Kang'an, who was next to him, glanced at him in surprise, pulled off his horse's reins and ran forward without answering.
Prince Li: "..."
Turning back to look at Fang Qi, Zheng Haoran and others, they were all separated by a single word from him. I wonder if it was an illusion, but it seemed that these people were also alienating him.
"Alas~"
By the way, who did he provoke?
This has nothing to do with him, okay? Have you all forgotten the friendship of killing enemies back to back along the way?
Inside a certain secretary of the government office that sealed the city.
A slender figure stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking from behind, feeling quite lonely.
Tai Shihua originally wanted to leave after putting down the official document in his hand, but stopped when he looked at His Highness the Crown Prince, who looked the same but was obviously not breathing.
He persuaded in a low voice: "Your Highness, Princess Anle wants to come here just to go out for a walk unhappy. When Your Highness has settled the affairs in the south and returns to Beijing, he will definitely be able to see the Princess."
What the hell is this all about?!
No one would be angry if they found out that they were being plotted all the time.
When encountering this kind of thing, even adults would be upset; not to mention that Princess Anle is young and has outstanding strength, so her temper will be even stronger, and anger is inevitable.
But Princess Anle is still a child after all. When a child is angry, it goes away as quickly as it comes.
I hope so.
Jun Chenyuan turned his head and glanced at him lightly before retracting his gaze. He walked up to the desk and sat down. He picked up the official documents on the desk and began to process them.
Tai Shihua then knew that His Highness the Crown Prince had listened to his words.
The steps I took out seemed much more brisk.
After Princess Anle left a letter and left, although His Highness seemed fine at ordinary times, only those who had been close to the Prince for a long time knew that the Prince was holding fire in his heart.
This fire is not directed at others, but at himself.
In fact, His Highness the Crown Prince cannot be blamed for this matter. It was all the Emperor's plan, and the Crown Prince himself was kept in the dark the whole time.
However, the person who ultimately benefited was actually His Highness the Crown Prince.
Thinking about it this way, it is understandable that Princess Anle is angry and His Highness the Crown Prince feels guilty and self-blame.
It's understandable, so don't embarrass subordinates like them.
Your Highness seems to be normal, but this normality is becoming more and more harsh on their work day by day. No matter what they do, it seems that everything is wrong. How can I bear this?!
In these days, whenever they appeared in front of His Highness, they would not even dare to take a breath, for fear that the louder their breathing would attract His Highness's murderous glare.
However, no one expected that Qi Bao'er's departure would last for nine years.
