This man has a square face, a tall build, and looks a bit tough. He is less than forty years old and is a member of Duan Yanxing's clan. When Duan Yanxing became prosperous, he followed him to the capital and became Duan Yanxing's housekeeper.
He was also greedy for money, and some of the things Duan Yanxing committed were due to the matchmaking of Duan Yanxing. The wild Taoist people had specially observed him, so they naturally recognized him.
What an unexpected surprise!
When the wild Taoist thought about what his master had ordered today, he felt that every sentence had a profound meaning, which made him admire him endlessly.
"So that's it." Su Ziji listened to the wild Taoist whispering the identity of this person, and immediately understood the meaning of the scene he encountered in the Dragon Palace.
"Could it be that literary minds and carved dragons still have the power to manipulate fate?"
"Or maybe it's the function of Panlong's Heart Technique?"
Su Ziji's mind moved and he used [Wen Xin Diao Long].
"Hey, this old man is here to drink tea too?" Butler Duan Yanxing, who originally only drank tea indifferently, suddenly felt bored sitting around and started chatting with Manager Chen.
Manager Chen smiled: "Yes, the tea is not bad, but it's a bit expensive, a pot costs 300 Wen."
"A pot of 300 cents is not expensive, and this is Si Dong tea."
Seeing that the two of them were getting familiar with each other, Su Ziji couldn't help but nodded, and heard the wild Taoist approach him: "Master, do you want us to join in the fire again?"
"No, no need. Once you touch it, there will be traces." Su Ziji smiled: "This is wine making, you have to let them ferment naturally."
As he said this, he felt slightly dizzy and surprised, so he ordered: "Let's go back!"
"Yes!" The wild Taoist also felt that the master was not in good health, and felt strange. He quickly went out, asked him to sit down, and drove home.
After an hour, someone came out of the teahouse.
It seems that we have made a great contribution this time." Manager Chen walked back humming a tune, unable to hold back the smile on his face.
As the steward of the Prince of Qi's Palace, he also hopes that the Prince of Qi will succeed in seizing the legitimate son, and he will follow the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven. As for Duan Yanxing, he, the steward of the Prince's Palace, has naturally heard of him and knows that he is a man with military power in the capital. He can do this for the prince.
If someone sets up a connection, this is not credit. What is credit?
When I came back from the back door, I met a few servants. Seeing him smiling like this, they hurriedly said hello. When they were far away from him, they couldn't help but curse: "What good did you get from this? Are you so happy?"
Manager Chen didn't care what others thought of him. Anyway, he only had one master, King Qi. In the palace, even the princess who was loved and respected by King Qi generally had no control over the front yard stewards. As long as King Qi felt that
If he has merit, everything will be fine.
It was getting late at this time, but it was not yet time to turn off the lights and take a rest. Manager Chen was thinking about such a big event and wanted to report it to the prince as soon as possible. When he returned to the mansion, he did not go back to his residence at all, but went straight to the main courtyard.
There are family soldiers patrolling at the entrance of the main courtyard. They are two different people from the slave stewards, but generally a decent steward will not offend these family soldiers, and the family soldiers are also kept by the mansion because they are small. For those who can take care of chores,
The manager is also very polite and we are good acquaintances.
The few soldiers standing outside the main courtyard today happened to have a good relationship with Manager Chen in the past. When Manager Chen saw them, he walked over and said hello.
Then he asked one of them: "Is the prince in there?"
The man nodded, and Manager Chen lowered his voice and asked, "How is the prince feeling now?"
Reporting matters also depends on the timing.
For things like what he wanted to report at the moment, it didn't matter if he put it off for a while. After all, this was something he had to do extra, and it was not something that the prince had to do. If the prince was in a bad mood, he could completely avoid it temporarily to avoid becoming a
Angry cannon fodder.
The soldier who was asked by Manager Chen looked at him and saw that he had had a few drinks with him and had some friendship with him, so he whispered: "I don't see the prince getting angry."
This is enough.
Manager Chen breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and entered the main courtyard.
King Qi was not in the courtyard at this time, but was sitting in the hall, talking to the princess and teasing his son.
When someone reported that it was Manager Chen who was asking for an audience, King Qi pondered for a moment: "Let him come in and give a reply."
After a while, Steward Chen entered the flower hall and saw that the prince and the young prince were also there. He first greeted the three masters in turn and waited until King Qi was in a good mood to let him get up. Steward Chen hesitated and did not report immediately.
"Your Majesty, this child is afraid that he will be sleepy, so I will take him back first." Upon seeing this, the princess immediately took the young prince and retired to King Qi with a smile.
King Qi rarely interacted with his wife and children and was disturbed by Manager Chen. Although he was in a good mood just now, there was a hint of displeasure at this time.
But there was no angry look on his face. It was only after the princess and the young prince returned to the bedroom to rest that they asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what do you want to report?"
"Your Majesty, today I got to know Duan Yanxing, General Duan's man."
Manager Chen lowered his head and explained in detail to King Qi that he had drunk too much wine and wanted to drink a pot of tea, but ended up getting acquainted with Duan Yanxing.
"So, Duan Qin is really Duan Yanxing?" King Qi didn't believe it at first, but after Manager Chen explained the details carefully, he gradually became convinced.
This seemed to be a coincidence. After all, if it wasn't a coincidence, it couldn't have been Duan Yanxing who took the initiative to send someone to contact him.
Unless Duan Yanxing is crazy, he would do such a thing of "degrading himself".
Although the King of Qi is the king, Duan Yanxing's current official position is the person in charge of part of the military power in the capital, and he is trusted by his father. What is there to be anxious about for such a person?
It is perfectly possible to sit on the Diaoyutai and wait for the kings to take the initiative to make friends, but how can you take the initiative to invest?
Although the King of Qi has confidence in himself, and he has ascended to the throne, and is more in line with the military people's wishes, to be able to sit in the position of Duan Yanxing, he is definitely not an empty-headed person, or a rough person, and there are also rough things, and he will not send people to do this.
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So, is he setting up a trap to harm himself?
This is even more impossible. With Duan Yanxing's status, there is absolutely no need for him to seek refuge with someone else, let alone use himself as bait to frame him.
This kind of thing may be done by a desperado in order to gain wealth, or by a "gambler" who is desperate or has no hope of promotion and wants to gain the merit of being a dragon.
Duan Yanxing was very popular and favored by the emperor, so there was no reason to do this. You must know that even if he succeeded, he would not be able to escape the crime of "estrangement between the emperor and his son".
"Are you sure that no one will take you to drink tea?"
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I've been with the prince for many years and know how powerful I am. If there's any ambiguity on this point, please let the prince cut off my head immediately!" Steward Chen said in a low voice with a firm voice.
"Yes!" King Qi still believed that his steward was not that stupid. He muttered and rejected both possibilities.
"If it is neither of these two, could it be that my destiny is my destiny and that God is helping me?"
"Identity is a bit sensitive, but if you have Duan's help at the critical moment..." To be honest, even if it is very risky, the huge benefits make it difficult for King Qi to give up.