Chapter 228

He grew up with the emperor, and his vision was naturally much broader than that of ordinary eunuchs. If he saw Li Zixuan, he naturally supported the prince all the time, but after seeing Li Zixuan, he had a dispute in his heart.

The crown prince is too mean and too rigid in his behavior. If there was no queen, he would not know how many times he had been abolished by the emperor. Even if there was a queen, if the emperor went and the crown prince was in power, there would be no less one empress dowager. At that time, whether the world is the world of the Chu family or the world of the empress dowager, let's say.

However, the eighth Prince looks like concubine Wei. He has bright eyebrows and eyes. He is incomparably handsome. His Danfeng eyes are bright and bright. His eyes are as sharp as a sword, which makes people dare not look directly, not to mention his bearing. Even if he is used to seeing the emperor's son of heaven, his rich father-in-law will inevitably be subdued.

If these eight princes have a desire to seize power, I'm afraid they won't be the crown prince for long.

However, now the eighth Prince has just returned to the capital. His foundation is unstable. I'm not sure what his mind is. His rich father-in-law has thousands of thoughts in his heart. He has never spoken, but his attitude towards Li Zixuan is much respectful.

Li Zixuan was naturally very satisfied with his father-in-law's knowledge of current affairs. Before entering the study, he handed him a jade pendant, took it out of his hand, stuffed it into his hand, and whispered, "I'll trouble my father-in-law a lot in the future."

The jade pendant is carved from fine lanolin warm jade. It is gentle and sends out this faint warm jade in late autumn. It has the effect of health preservation for a long time. It is naturally useful for the rich and noble father-in-law who cleaned his body when he was young. This shows Li Zixuan's sincerity.

If you throw a peach into a tree, you will repay it with Qiongyao.

Li Zixuan took the initiative to show his kindness. The rich and noble father-in-law didn't agree. He quickly dumped the floating dust, smiled and said, "the eighth Prince is polite. The emperor and the crown prince are waiting for you inside. The servant won't send you in."

This is the point. Li Zixuan said that the emperor wanted to see him this time, but he was actually the prince.

Li Zixuan smiled politely at his rich father-in-law and pushed the door in.

Entering the upper study, Li Zixuan appeared. The prince was like the stars next to the bright moon. The prince was annoyed, but he could only look happy on his face. He took Li Zixuan's hand and said with concern: "I haven't seen him for more than ten years. I just don't know what he likes. I'd better order people to prepare."

This is laughing at Li Zixuan, who is clearly the prince's son and grandson, but he is not as good as ordinary people. He has been away for more than ten years.

Hearing the implication of the prince's words, Li Zixuan pursed slightly at the corners of his mouth and said nothing. The emperor thought that their brothers loved each other and smiled more and more satisfied.

Li Zixuan took his hand out of the crown prince's palm and let out a touch of contempt at the bottom of his eyes: "brother, just prepare at will."

With a cold hum, the prince turned and ordered people to prepare.

Li Zixuan was led by the emperor to discuss poetry, songs and Fu.

In fact, Li Zixuan is not very proficient in poetry, songs and Fu, but he can't stand it. He has a ninety-nine cheating device.

Knowing that the emperor likes poetry, songs and Fu, Jiu Jiu asked Li Zixuan to recite all the poems in his memory and organize them into a volume so that Li Zixuan can memorize them.

Li Zixuan's memory is superior. After reading it several times at will, he memorizes the poems and songs in the booklet. Therefore, in his words with the emperor, the unintentional witticism immediately thickened the emperor's original weak feelings and increased his sincerity for the son he had not seen for a long time.

The originally prepared family banquet directly ordered the ministers to give a banquet to the ministers, so that everyone could know that he is the eighth prince.

Li Zixuan looks handsome and threatening, talks extraordinary and moves forward and backward. She is as dazzling as the bright moon in the sky. She sets off the prince with ordinary appearance and moderate temperament more and more ordinary. If she hadn't kept her bearing in front of the ministers, the Queen's face would have been as black as the bottom of the pot.

Because he hadn't returned to the capital for a long time, Li Zixuan was very drunk. Even if he had a lot of wine, he was still a little drunk. When he returned to the house, Jiu Jiu was sitting waiting to sew clothes. Seeing his staggering steps, he quickly helped him sit by the bed, poured a cup of sobering tea that had been prepared long ago, and fed him to drink it. Then he said, "why is this time?"

Normally, the family dinner will be over soon.

Li Zixuan's narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and the elegance in his eyes flowed. His eyes looked at Jiujiu with light. He held Jiujiu's hand and looked around: "why is no one waiting?"

Hearing Li Zixuan's words, Jiujiu's eyes narrowed slightly. A fierce look came out of the originally beautiful apricot eyes, and a cold hum said: "I don't want to be a merchant woman."

"Damn slave, how dare you treat you so lightly. I'll cut off his head."

Li Zixuan didn't expect that someone would fight like this. His eyes immediately let out their murderous spirit. He stood up, picked up the long sword and walked out angrily.

Jiujiu hurriedly grabbed Li Zixuan and whispered in his ear, "don't worry, my husband. I have my own way."

Jiujiu is not a soft persimmon, never. She doesn't have the habit of others slapping her and laughing at people. She wants to kill people if they offend me.

Since those dead slaves despised her, let's not blame her ruthlessness.

Li Zixuan was stunned. He thought that if he got to that position, Jiu Jiu must be in charge of the harem. Now he was just a few slaves, so he raised his hand and rubbed his temples and said, "if something happens, I must tell him to be my husband."

Jiujiu smiled: "it's natural. Go to sleep."

Li Zixuan was tired when he came back from the palace. Seeing that Jiujiu asked him to have a rest, he said a few words and directly lay down in bed.