The square in front of the temple was covered with snow.
Chen Tong knelt in front of the Xi Zheng Palace, covered with thick snow, making him look like a snowman.
Not far away were the guards standing guard with expressionless faces. Their eyes occasionally glanced at Chen Tong, the popular man who had been in front of His Highness a few days ago.
He didn't know how long he had been kneeling. When Chen Tong felt that he was almost numb, a very beautiful and graceful woman in palace clothes came to him.
Chen Tong raised his head stiffly, opened his chapped lips and smiled: "It's Miss Wan."
Wan Jiaojiao looked at Chen Tong, whose eyelashes were covered with ice and snow, and said, "His Highness orders you to go in."
Chen Tong nodded when he heard this, struggled to get up and said, "Thank you so much, Miss Wan."
As soon as he got up, he almost fell to the ground because his body was stiff from kneeling on the ground for a long time.
After a while, Chen Tong gritted his teeth, gradually regained his mobility, and followed Wan Jiaojiao to the Xi Zheng Palace, which he was very familiar with.
Compared with the cold weather outside, it is as warm as spring inside the Xi Zheng Palace.
The stove was burning brightly, and the palace maid carefully put the fine charcoal in, and then adjusted the angle so that the stoves placed in an orderly manner in the hall could continuously radiate the heat in the direction of His Highness.
Sighing with white breath, Chen Tong came to the front of the palace, knelt down again with a bang, touched his forehead to the ground, and said: "Chen Tong, a humble official, sees His Highness thousand years old."
Li Chen was reading a book at this time.
He was holding a copy of "Zhenguan Politicians" in his hand and was looking at it intently.
Like "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", "Zhenguan Zheng Yao" was a book that emperors of the Qin Dynasty would keep on their desks.
Unlike the "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" which has been circulated in many versions in the world, once the "Zhenguan Zhengjia" in Li Chen's hands is seized among the people, it will be a serious crime of beheading.
Because the whole "Zhenguan Zhengyao" only talks about one thing, that is, how to be an emperor and how to govern a country.
The emperor and the prince only read this book. Others read it and asked, "What do you want to do? If I don't kill you, who will I kill?"
Li Chen lazily said: ""Zhenguan Zheng Yao" says that the king is dependent on the country, and the country is dependent on the people. It advocates the concept that the people should value the king over others. You are a military commander. I don't ask you whether this is correct. I only ask you.
, since the king depends on the country, and the country depends on the people, what should the ministers do?"
Chen Tong's claws suddenly became numb.
As a military commander, and a military commander in the Imperial Guard, he is good at killing people, but when it comes to culture, it would be good if he could write his name in full. How can he explain these truths?
After searching his guts, Chen Tongcai managed to hold back a sentence: "Bizhi doesn't know these principles and has never thought much about it, but he understands that His Highness's order is Beizi's mission. Whatever His Highness asks Beizi to do, Beizi will do.
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Glancing at Chen Tong, Li Chen made no comment.
Chen Tong's answer would have been unqualified if it had been given by Xu Changqing, Guan Zhiwei or even Sanbao. However, only Chen Tong's answer was reasonable and the best answer.
"Has everything been done?" Li Chen asked.
"done."
Chen Tong replied respectfully: "Let one person go back to deliver the message."
"That's fine."
Li Chen said calmly. After speaking, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Tong and said, "Go down and get the ten sticks."
After receiving the punishment, Chen Tong not only did not feel fearful and depressed, but was filled with joy and said excitedly: "I'm humble, go and receive the punishment."
He knew that with these ten sticks, his level would be completely over.
