The prince is shameless

"Leave it to the minister?" Wen Xing blinked in confusion, "Didn't Dali Temple do this kind of thing? What does it have to do with the minister?"

And he is just a suspicious person who has a job but no authority and is burdened with many gossips.

Xie Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know either. But the emperor said that you should meet him in the imperial study after lunch."

Summoning him at this time must be related to this case.

Wen Xing didn't stay on the roof for too long, he went down with Xie Yi after chatting for a while.

After lunch with some doubts, Wen Xing hastily tidied up his demeanor and rushed to the imperial study.

Emperor An Long had already been waiting inside, and the little eunuch who was in charge of the notification signaled him to go in after a while.

He thanked the little eunuch, and walked into the imperial study gracefully.

"My minister sees your Majesty, long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live."

Wen Xing knelt on the ground respectfully, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't wait for Emperor Anlong's reply.

He didn't dare to act rashly, raised his eyes tentatively, and saw Emperor An Long was looking at him quietly, with emotions that Wen Xing couldn't understand in his deep black eyes.

Afraid of offending Shengyan, Wen Xing quickly lowered his head after looking at Emperor Anlong, as if he was afraid of the person in front of him.

Or maybe it was Wen Xing's series of actions that drew Emperor An Long's attention back. He bowed his head again and not a moment later heard Emperor An Long say leisurely, "Be flat, give me a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wen Xing rolled up his sleeves and sat stiffly on a chair brought by a young eunuch.

"I heard that Wen Qing often summoned the imperial physician a few days ago, but why do you feel unwell?"

Emperor An Long was not in a hurry to get to the point, and slowly took a sip from his teacup.

Wen Xing was not in a hurry, and explained with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, but this imperial physician is actually treating His Highness Six. His Highness is always suffering from minor illnesses, and he doesn't want more people to worry about him, so I ask you to help me." Falsely claiming that the minister is ill."

Xie Qing went to Qinglan Palace just the day before yesterday. Before that, maybe she was overthinking, and her body, which was already well-fed, suffered from the problem of serious illnesses when she was young, instead of minor illnesses.

When Emperor An Long heard the words, he said with emotion: "Xiao Liu is also a poor child. Speaking of which, how did Wen Qing know Xiao Liu?"

The place where Xie Qing lived was too remote, logically speaking, it was impossible for Wen Xing to meet Xie Qing.Apart from Wen Xing and Xie Qing himself, only Xie Yi knew about what happened back then. Emperor An Long inherited the paranoia of being an emperor, and would always think too much unconsciously.

Wen Xing naturally knew what Emperor An Long was thinking, and obediently explained the acquaintance with Xie Qing and the reason why Xie Qing ran to the East Palace from time to time.

In the meantime, Wen Xing did not forget to focus on the brothers and sisters between Xie Qing and Xie Yi.

Xu Shi was infected by Wen Xing's description, and Emperor An Long's brows and eyes softened a lot.

No matter which emperor he is, he hopes that his sons can live in harmony, and Emperor Anlong is no exception.

After Wen Xing finished speaking, Emperor An Long chatted a few more words casually, and gradually brought the topic to Wen Xing.

"I remember the last time you said that Yi'er would be released as an assistant for a year after leaving the teacher. What's going on?"

"Respond to His Majesty's words," Wen Xing frowned, and sat upright on the spot, his stiff mood relaxed a lot. "My humble minister wants to travel north and south. If you are an official, you will inevitably be entangled in complicated government affairs."

Emperor An Long caressed the teacup and asked, "Then do you plan to come back after having enough fun?"

After the repatriation, there will be a one-year slack period, and after one year, they can be re-employed based on their talents. This is because they are neutral and do not join the party.

Wen Xing said with a smile: "I have no virtue or talent, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back even if I want to."

The implication is that there are not many plans to come back.

After hearing the words, Emperor An Long returned his nasal voice lightly, and asked after a while of silence: "Did your parents agree with your plan?"

Wen Xing's eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.He avoided Emperor An Long's sight and said, "They don't know about this."

"Oh?" Emperor An Long seemed to be interested, and wanted to ask why.

"Wei Chen is dispensable at home. I think they don't care about this matter, so I don't want to bother them." Wen Xing smiled bitterly, looking more like he didn't get attention but insisted. Pretend not to care.

Emperor Anlong raised his brows slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

"Did your parents treat you well?"

The Northern Dynasty believed in "filial piety", but Wen Xing did not dare to speak directly to Emperor Anlong, he just tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "It's okay, but people's hearts are always biased. I had an illness when I was young, and after the illness my father It is said that ministers are not allowed to practice martial arts. However, the Wen family has been blessed by the Holy Love and has been a general for three generations. The minister is weak and sick, so naturally he does not receive attention."

Except for a few people, Wen Xing had never said anything about martial arts, so naturally he would keep it from Emperor Anlong.

Emperor An Long didn't express his opinion on this, and after a few casual words of concern, he finally brought the topic down to business.

"Since that's the case, I will hand over this case to you with confidence."

Emperor An Long's face softened slightly, as if all the questions just now were tests.

Wen Xing first put on a look of being flattered, then he frowned slightly, and said anxiously: "But... I don't have relevant authority, and I'm afraid it's not appropriate to disturb each other because of rumors these days."

"Are you questioning my decision?" Emperor An Long took a deep look at him, and his slightly upward tone carried a sense of threat for no reason.

Wen Xing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly knelt back to the ground, saying: "I don't dare, I will follow your majesty's orders."

He had a hunch that the smuggling case this time was definitely not simple.

Emperor An Long snorted softly, asked the little eunuch beside him to hand an envelope to Wen Xing, and said, "Take this, I hope you can close the case as soon as possible."

Wen Xing took the envelope respectfully, and replied humbly: "I will definitely live up to your majesty's wishes."

"Hmm." Emperor An Long waved his hand, "Just step back."

After Wen Xingdao said "Resignation, my minister", he slowly followed the etiquette and left the Imperial Study Room.

The early spring breeze felt slightly cool, Wen Xing let out a breath, and quickly walked away from the Imperial Study Room, heading towards the East Palace.

Just now, Emperor Anlong pulled him to chat so much, it may seem like ordinary concern, but there is definitely something deeper in it.

It's just that Wen Xing didn't know much about Emperor An Long, and didn't know what his intentions were.

After a long while, Wen Xing exhaled again, and forgot these things for the time being.

The most urgent task is to investigate this smuggling case clearly according to Emperor Anlong's wishes, but he doesn't even know the details, so why investigate?

I don't know if the emperor is not busy enough with government affairs, but just likes to make difficult problems for his courtiers.

Wen Xingyouyou glanced at the sky, planning to go back and ask Xie Yi.

He was still worrying about this case at this time, but someone well-informed at the other end immediately learned of his taking over.

"My lord, according to the report of the spies, His Majesty has handed over the case to Wen Xing, the Chinese doctor."

The man in coarse linen with a flattering smile lowered his voice, and reported the news to a more expensive man beside him.

If Wen Xing or Xie Yi were present, they would be surprised to find that this flattering man was none other than Zhang Ping, the manager who "suicided himself" in prison with Lu Zong.

And the person next to Zhang Ping is Fang Liang, Minister of Rites.

Fang Liang sneered when he heard Zhang Ping's words.

"Heh, the emperor's calculations are quite subtle."

His words were full of sarcasm, without any respect that a minister should have.

Fang Liang casually walked to a bush in the courtyard, tormented a branch, and asked, "Have you found out what Emperor An Long said to him?"

"They're all very ordinary questions." Zhang Ping quickly told him what he knew truthfully, "But before the last Wen Xing left, Emperor An Long gave him an envelope, and he didn't know what was written inside. "

Fang Liang exerted some force with his fingers holding the branch, and the living shoot lost its support in an instant.He snorted softly, and said: "Mostly it's the family involved in the smuggling case. But that's good too. I heard that Wen Xing has a better relationship with the prince than the same family. He must be a loyal minister, so it saves us money." A force."

"Master Fang is right." Zhang Ping didn't know much about government affairs, he only knew how to echo without sincerity.

Fang Liang didn't bother with him, he threw the twig back into the bushes, and said, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, go down first."

Zhang Ping answered "Yes" and was about to step back, but was suddenly stopped by Fang Liang.

"and many more."

"What orders does Master Fang have?"

Fang Liang said indifferently: "Before there was an order over there, pay more attention to that Wen Xing, don't let him die easily, it is still useful to keep him over there."

"Yes." Zhang Ping responded with a low eyebrow, and with Fang Liang's acquiescence, he resigned and left again.

After Zhang Ping left, Fang Liang stood alone in the huge yard, looking at the frolicking birds in the distance, with a malicious smile.

Wen Xing, oh Wen Xing, I hope the choice you make this time will not disappoint me.

The breeze blew by, and the birds standing on the branches chirped and flew away, leaving the branches full of emptiness.

On this side, after Wen Xing returned to the East Palace, he went looking for Xie Yi non-stop, but learned from him that he didn't understand this incident either.

It seems that Emperor Anlong never told anyone except the person who reported the smuggling case.

In the thousands of years of history, including the previous dynasty, smuggling cases, large and small, have emerged one after another, and it is not surprising to encounter one or two cases occasionally.

It's just that it's really rare to have such an extended meter of secrecy like this time.

Wen Xing returned to his room, staring at the window in a daze.

Emperor Anlong has been king for more than 20 years, and he is always thoughtful about matters big and small. It is impossible to forget to tell him the details of this case alone.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally took out the envelope that Emperor Anlong gave him at the end from a small corner of his memory.

At that time, his mind was full of the intention of Emperor An Long's questioning, he unconsciously passed the envelope and put it away and then forgot.

Wen Xing chuckled helplessly and complained about his memory, then took out the envelope and a thin piece of rice paper inside.

After seeing the content on the paper, he suddenly couldn't laugh.

On a light piece of rice paper, all the families that were reported to be involved in the smuggling case were written. Several big clans were circled by Emperor Anlong with cinnabar.

And among them, there is Wen's.