Sanbao could see that Li Chen was quite dissatisfied, and he immediately said: "I'll go right now, slave."
Li Chen said indifferently: "Today is New Year's Eve. At noon, I will go to the General's Mansion for dinner. In the evening, I will return to the palace to greet my father with the harem. There are many things to do. I hope that the next time I see you, I will give you a greeting.
It brings good news."
Sanbao's face tightened and he immediately said: "I obey your orders... Your Highness is just leaving the palace, do you need to arrange for front and rear guards?"
"Just follow the usual arrangements."
Li Chen said casually, "I don't like having too many people following me."
After Sanbao left, Li Chen glanced at Wan Jiaojiao and said, "Let's go to the General's Mansion."
After a while, the two people, dressed in regular clothes, walked out of the East Palace together. Sentries in the dark immediately began to surround the two people and follow them forward.
It’s New Year’s Eve, and there are far fewer people on the road.
Occasionally, there are a few who are in a hurry and rush back to cook for the New Year.
It's just that there are a lot more children running around in flowered jackets, which adds a bit of human atmosphere to the streets and alleys.
"These kids are still carefree."
Li Chen said casually: "No worries."
Wan Jiaojiao turned her head and thought for a moment, then said, "When I was as old as them, I had my own troubles."
"Big kid, what's bothering you?" Li Chen asked.
"You have to memorize the textbooks taught by the teacher and practice the copybooks. If you don't do well, you will be punished." Wan Jiaojiao said with lingering fear on her face.
"You were born into blessings and don't know how to be blessed."
Li Chen said angrily: "It's better to worry about not memorizing the textbooks and not copying the copybooks well than worrying about being hungry and not eating, not wearing warm clothes and not having enough to eat."
Wan Jiaojiao whispered: "This slave also knows about these worries."
Li Chen said: "I forgot that you were born an orphan."
Wan Jiaojiao smiled and said, "But I believe that there will be fewer and fewer children like me in the future."
"Why?" Li Chen asked.
"I feel that Your Highness will be a wise king!" Wan Jiaojiao said bravely.
Li Chen was stunned for a moment, then glared at Wan Jiaojiao and said, "You dare to say anything? It's because I've been pampering you so much lately that you've become lawless. Go back and copy "The Red Mansion" three times!"
Wan Jiaojiao said aggrievedly: "But these days, I am reading "Zi Zhi Tong Jian"."
"You can copy whatever you are asked to do. With so many words, are you becoming the master of this palace?"
"I don't dare, slave."
The General's Mansion is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
Although Su Pingbei is destined to be unable to participate in this group year, there is an extra Li Chen, so the atmosphere is not deserted, but more lively.
Su Zhenting, Su Jinpa, and the servants from the general's residence were all there to greet Li Chen.
"General, please see His Highness the Crown Prince. His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
Seeing Li Chen arrive, Su Zhenting bowed and greeted him first, followed by Su Jinpa, and then the other servants also knelt down.
Li Chen personally helped Su Zhenting up and said with a smile: "General, you are so polite."
Waving his hand, Li Chen said to Wan Jiaojiao: "Look at the rewards. Everyone in the general's palace will be rewarded."
The servants immediately beamed with joy and praised the prince for his kindness.
After the two exchanged polite greetings, Li Chen stepped into the general's residence first, while Su Zhenting lagged half a step behind to show his dignity.
"Your Highness."
Su Zhenting lowered his voice and said: "The investigation of the Yumenguan Massacre has already gained some insights."
