Even though he realized that he had asked Li Chen to set things up, Su Zhenting was not unhappy, but was even more pleased than Li Chen.
Now it is not just him, but the entire Su family's glory is bet on the East Palace. The more powerful and calculating Li Chen is, the more correct his investment proves to be.
Su Zhenting, who had a clear idea, didn't want to stay for a moment. After staying in the East Palace for a while, he got up and left to find a way to help Li Chen cheat money.
As soon as Su Zhenting left, Li Chen had some free time.
He called Hai Dongqing, gently stroked the spirit bird that had healed its injury and saved his life. He turned to the other savior Wan Jiaojiao and said, "Is the injury healed?"
Wan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled: "When I return to Your Highness, everything will be fine."
"You saved my life this time. What reward do you want?"
Li Chen glanced at Wan Jiaojiao and said: "Don't refuse politely. You know, I am stingy about giving people opportunities. If you are polite, I really won't reward you."
Wan Jiaojiao blushed and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, if possible, I would like to request a pair of calligraphy works from Your Highness."
Li Chen was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect Wan Jiaojiao to make such a request.
"Little things."
Li Chen stood up, released Hai Dongqing and let it fly into the sky, turned around and strode to the desk in Xi Zheng Palace, "Write and serve!"
"Why!"
Wan Jiaojiao responded happily, ran over in a hurry, spread out a blank scroll with inscriptions for Li Chen, then ground the ink, and looked at Li Chen expectantly with stars in her eyes.
Li Chen picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, looked at Wan Jiaojiao and thought for a while, and when the latter's face was so pretty that Xia Fei's face was hot, he picked up his pen and wrote a poem on the blank scroll.
"On the flower seller's basket, I bought a branch that is about to bloom. It is lightly dyed with tears and still has the traces of the dawn dew. I am afraid that the man's face is not as good as the flower face. The hairpin on the temples is slanted, and the apprentice has to teach the man to compare and look at it."
The words are easy to understand, and there are not too many sophisticated or fancy words. At first glance, it seems very ordinary.
But between the lines of this poem, the young woman's little daughter's mood is vividly described.
It is exactly suitable for Wan Jiaojiao's young and lively temperament.
It seemed like it was really made for her.
After drying the ink, Li Chen thought for a moment, then wrote his name on the signature line, and finally took out the seal and pressed it heavily on it.
Li Chenyin, Crown Prince of the Qin Dynasty.
In this way, this poem has officially recognized authority, and no one in the world dares to pretend to be it.
"It can be regarded as the only gift in the world."
Li Chen handed the scroll to Wan Jiaojiao and said, "Do you like it?"
Wan Jiaojiao's eyes were full of little stars. She thought that these words seemed ordinary, but they brought her little daughter's mood to life. She nodded heavily and said: "I like it, I like it!"
"Put it away if you like it."
Li Chen chuckled lightly and stuffed the scroll into Wan Jiaojiao's arms. Before Wan Jiaojiao could thank her, business came to the door.
Zheng Baorong, the newly appointed governor of the capital, asked for an audience outside the East Palace.
Li Chen thought for a while and walked out by himself without letting Zheng Baorong in.
Outside the East Palace, Zheng Baorong was standing cautiously beside the palace door, waiting for the reported guard to come back and open the door for him.
Seeing the palace door open at this time, Zheng Baorong was about to greet him with a happy face, but saw Li Chen walking out.
The panicked Zheng Baorong was stunned for a long time before he hurriedly knelt down and said: "Weak minister Zheng Baorong, please see His Highness the Crown Prince."
