My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

Master Tongshan raised his eyebrows and said, "I set the rules myself, so that's not bad, that's a modification."

Dong Lihuang: ...

"Isn't that a bit too biased?" He bit every word, his fingers with bulging veins tightly gripping the Buddhist beads, and the pain in his right leg made him unable to calm down at all.

He is the crown prince of a country, so when has he ever been treated differently like this?

Master Tongshan lowered his eyes and said in a neutral voice, "Your Highness, you are obsessed."

Dong Lihuang remained silent. He knew very well that he shouldn't have said that.

"There is a cup of fragrant tea on the stone table that I have specially reserved for Your Highness. Your Highness must be very tired after all the hard work. If you like the tea after drinking it, I have more here, and I am willing to give it all to Your Highness."

"I know it."

Finally, he felt a little comforted, and Dong Lihuang's anger subsided a lot, and his voice calmed down.

-

Ever since he revealed the news of his legs and feet recovering in Fo'an Temple, Ye Shengxin started to attend the morning court obediently after returning.

The atmosphere in the Golden Palace today was particularly cheerful. Before the arrival of the Crown Prince, Ye Shengxin asked Xu Changyu beside him and learned that the generals who had gone out to capture the remnants of the previous dynasty were about to return with a full load, and he also became happy.

"Once they come back, can we start our Talent Competition?" Ye Shengxin suddenly thought of this.

Xu Changyu nodded: "The people from the Ministry of Rites started preparing after the arrival of Crown Prince Dongli. The stage has been set up. All that's left is for the court to issue the order to start."

Speaking of this, he was a little worried, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, "Don't worry, as the top scholar, you must participate in this talent competition, are you prepared?"

Ye Xingxin touched his nose and smiled awkwardly, "I only know a little bit about poetry and prose, so I might... make you all laugh."

Xu Changyu was mentally prepared. "Li Fu Ma from Guandong Liguo will not participate in the poetry competition. There are many talented people in the Great Zhou. We may not lose."

Ye Xingxin clenched his fists, his face serious: "In other areas, I will do my best not to embarrass Da Zhou."

After the morning court session, Ye Xingxin got the exact time of the competition, which was half a month later.

After leaving the palace, Ye Shengxin was a little surprised to see Zhang Changlin, who had shown up out of nowhere, guarding her carriage.

"You're back?"

Ever since Zhang Changlin became the head of the constables, as long as there were no cases to be investigated in the yamen, he would take his younger brothers to the streets to maintain order. In recent days, he has arrested many hooligans who were unreasonable and bullied men and women on the streets, and he has been very busy.

Ye Xingxin, the Jingzhao Yin, may not even see him even though she works diligently every day, but she knows that Zhang Changlin is a practical and steady person, and she can trust him to do things.

Zhang Changlin nodded. He had been running outside these days and his previously wheat-colored skin had been tanned a lot. When he smiled like this, his yellow-black skin and big white teeth made him look funny no matter how you looked at him.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat something." Ye Shengxin suggested.

"I'm not hungry. I ate before I came here."

"Then let's go back to the government office."

The two of them got on the carriage and soon arrived at Jingzhao Yin. As soon as they entered, the atmosphere inside was serious.

Emperor Jingming had a stern face, Zhang Shuyu looked angry, Zhang Xiangyun was confused, and Cui Luoshan was beside Hao Duanzhuang, who was lying on the table and seemed to be asleep, with a worried look on his face.

"What happen to you guys?"

Ye Shengxin spoke tentatively and walked in front of Hao Duanzhuang. Since she couldn't see his eyes, Ye Shengxin didn't know whether this black-covered guy was being emo or sleeping, so she spoke very carefully.

Several people looked at Ye Xingxin. Cui Luoshan was the first to speak, his tone worried: "Xingxin, my master was injured."

Ye Xingxin:!!!

"What's going on? How is it possible that any creature can defeat him?" After saying this, Ye Shengxin thought of what happened in the palace when Hao Duanzhuang was suppressed by the formation and had to hide back in the bronze mirror.

"But someone has set up a formation to harm us? Is it Dong Lihuang?" He was the only one who was curious and wary of Hao Duanzhuang, and she had offended him before, so Ye Shengxin couldn't think of anyone else except him.

Cui Luoshan shook his head. "It's not him. Before Master fell into a coma, he said that the person who set up the formation to hurt him was from Dongli Country, but it had nothing to do with the Crown Prince of Dongli. It was done by the First Prince of Dongli Country."

"The purpose is to take this opportunity to keep the sick and broken Dong Lihuang in Da Zhou so that he can take the opportunity to ascend the throne. Among the envoys who came with Dong Lihuang, there are his accomplices."

"How did Duanzhuang discover such a private and important matter?" Ye Shengxin was puzzled. Shouldn't this guy have been staying in the bronze mirror all the time?

"Master finished teaching me the art of war last night. On his way out of the palace, he was attracted by the commotion at Sifang Pavilion. Out of curiosity, he stopped for a cup of tea and happened to hear about this incident."

"It's just that he was unlucky. When he was about to come back to inform on the secret, he was discovered by one of the envoys who was good at setting up formations to exorcise evil spirits. He was almost captured by the formation."

When talking about this matter, Cui Luoshan felt angry and helpless. He didn't know whether to say whether it was good or bad for his master to hear this.

Ye Xingxin also had mixed feelings. She gently touched Hao Duanzhuang and asked with concern, "Can he get better?"

Cui Luoshan looked at Zhang Xiangyun with grateful eyes: "The ancestor just fed him half a bowl of blood. Master is now sleeping to recover from his injuries. He should be able to recover when he wakes up."

That's it.

Ye Shengxin was relieved and walked to the side of Emperor Jingming, "Little Duck, we have to remind Prince Dongli about this matter. He cannot die in the Great Zhou."

Ye Shengxin said this, putting aside his grudges and considering the overall situation.

Emperor Jingming relaxed his frown and spoke in a calm voice, even with a hint of relief: "I have asked Anle to remind you. The price of the information is fifty thousand taels."

Ye Xingxin hissed and gave a thumbs up, praising: "Little Duck, you are smart. This is a good deal."

-

Knowing that Donglihuang is not safe, Ye Shengxin, as the reception manager, has to go there every day even if he doesn't want to.

Every time she went there, she could feel the turbulent atmosphere in Sifang Pavilion. She even saw the guards around Dong Lihuang carrying out bloody maids and servants and familiar-looking envoys several times.

Ye Xingxin was terrified and quietly complained to Li Aotian, who had been quiet in the past few days, "It's much more dangerous to stay with your prince than to be with a capitalist."

At least the capitalists won’t just give you an order and say that you won’t survive more than a stick of incense.

Li Aotian smiled, his eyes slightly cold after being assimilated by this world, "Fortunately, I'm used to it. As long as you don't endanger His Highness, even though he hates you, his life is guaranteed. At most, he will give you a little trouble."

"He is much better than the narrow-minded and vengeful eldest prince." When mentioning this person, Li Aotian inevitably exuded a bit of hatred and fear.