"Mr. Ping Zhang praised it. Qingyan is still a young boy who is not as famous as the crown. He will never be so famous as a dragon or a phoenix among people."

Chai Shirong, the minister of Dali Temple, smiled and said, "Your Highness the Prince does not need to belittle himself. Everyone knows that the prince is the brother of the current saint, and the upright royal bloodline. If the prince cannot even be regarded as the word "Dragon and Phoenix among others, then no one can bear it."

Everyone agreed when they heard this, and the lady was also smiling.

"Old Mrs., it's the festival, so I took this opportunity to congratulate the crown prince on his upcoming title." Ye Xichun, the Minister of Rites, smiled and bowed.

The grandma sighed: "Fortunately God has mercy. Qingyan was able to return to the palace safely in the end. It was already the greatest gift to my old man. Unexpectedly, the emperor's grace was so great that His Majesty issued an imperial edict on the day Qingyan returned to Jinling, which was unexpected even for the old man."

"I think Your Majesty has high hopes for His Highness the Prince." Although Xiao Guang's face was charming, a trace of hidden confusion flashed in his eyes.

Then there were some unnutritional chats. After personally sending everyone out of the palace, Qingyan returned to the grandmother and rubbed his stiff face, "Grandma, I really didn't expect that the grandson's face would be laughed numb when he was having such a chore on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

The lady touched Qingyan's cheek with distress, "When Xuan Ce and Xijun were there, they were both dealing with these trivial matters. It is difficult to drive you to the shelves today." She smiled and said, "But the grandson's performance today is really remarkable, and grandmother is very pleased."

"Grandma, please stop praising me. I'm going to listen to those flattering words just now."

"In this Jinling City, flattery is better than harsh words. But you have to remember that the chief minister Xiao Guang and Ping Zhang Zhengshi Zhuge Muyun have not taken sides yet, but they have not rejected any princes. They are both happy and unrestrained. The Minister of Revenue Pan Ze belongs to the camp of the King of Pei, the Minister of Dali Temple Chai Shirong belongs to the camp of the King of Zheng, and the Ministry of Rites is a Qingshui Yamen, so no one can look at it, so Ye Xichun is also happy."

After Qingyan kept this information in mind, he asked: "Then these officials in the court are just visiting so vigorously, aren't you really afraid that Your Majesty will be suspicious?"

"Since your Majesty can announce the imperial edict when you entered the palace and you have already sent a signal to the outside world. Besides, you only have a false name and no real power, so these old men in the officialdom are of course fearless," the Madam said with deep meaning, "But you have won less than a year to inherit the title of a king. The title of a king who is shouldering with each other has to be taken seriously for them. If you can feel good intentions, it will do them without any harm."

Qingyan felt the sound of footsteps, and looked back and found that it was Bai Yi. The latter said in a deep voice: "Report to the Grandpa, Prince's Highness, and the Prince Zheng's Mansion has sent an invitation."

The grandmother said calmly: "Qingyan, since Your Highness Zheng has invited you, it is not easy to give up others' face. Let Bai Yi escort you there."

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The Zheng Palace is not far from the side-by-side palace. If it weren't for this crisscrossing alley, it might not take two incense sticks by a straight line.

When Qingyan got off the horse, he saw that the Zheng Prince's Mansion had already opened the ritual door. After seeing Qingyan, a man with a jade face quickly stepped forward and grabbed the latter's hand: "I guess he is Your Highness. If we count by seniority, we are cousins."

Hearing this, Qingyan already knew the other party's identity. He was shocked and wanted to quit his hand quickly, but King Zheng held his hand hard and pretended to be displeased: "I am saying so clearly. Why does the prince still do this? Do you look down on me?"

Qingyan had no choice but to let the other party pull him to the mansion. Qingyan was very reluctant to hold hands with a man over thirty years old, but he could not throw him away in front of everyone.

After the two of them sat down, Zheng Wang smiled and said, "I heard that the prince had a little unhappy with Prince Pei outside the Chaoyang Gate. I am here to apologize to you for my brother."

"Your Highness's words are wrong. The Japanese prince only had some quarrels with the son of the Minister of Revenue, and did not see His Highness Pei himself. Therefore, the prince cannot bear the apology of his nobleman in terms of emotion and reason." Qingyan was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was full of chatting and laughing.

King Zheng was not unhappy about this and was still approachable. "It seems that the wastes under my palace are exaggerating. Since there is no unhappiness, it is of course excellent." After thinking for a moment, he said: "Does the prince feel uncomfortable when he first arrived in Jinling?"

Qing Yan didn't know how much King Zheng was fighting. Is it just to have sex with him on the first day of the Lunar New Year? But he didn't show any expression on his face: "Your Highness Lao is concerned, and grandmother takes good care of her. Except for the initial disagreement, everything else is fine."

Hearing this, King Zheng worried, "I think the prince will definitely find it difficult to fall asleep in the next few days. As far as I know, there are not many maids and maids in the mansion who can serve others." At this point, King Zheng clapped his hands.

Then several graceful maids walked slowly and stood in the center of the main hall to greet the two of them.

"Your Highness, what does this mean?"

"These are the top singers in the palace. They have never taken a step out of the palace since childhood. Although they are not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they can barely enter the elegant hall. If they can serve the prince, it will be their blessing." Zheng Wang explained briefly: "And this palace guarantees that they are still in perfect shape, as the saying goes, beauties are worthy of heroes."

Qing Yan looked at these young and beautiful girls, and knew in his heart that it would be inappropriate to refuse. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Your Highness, you also know that there is a little devil in the palace. If she knew that her brother led a few maids back and stabbed them with a sword, it would be a trivial matter. I am afraid that she will disturb Your Highness in person."

King Zheng was stunned when he heard this. Qing Yan felt a little calm when he saw this. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. Even King Zheng was afraid of Ling'er.

"Since that's the case, I won't cause trouble. It seems that these beauties did not have blessings in their previous lives." King Zheng did not force himself and waved his hand to send them away.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Qingyan smiled and said, "Your Highness loves you, and I am deeply moved by this prince."

"If the prince can do this in some small matters, it would be a great blessing for me, Nan Zhao Tiandao, if the prince can solve the problems and help the court in the future."

"Although I did not serve in the court, my father's blood was flowing in my body. If Your Majesty now has any orders, I should be determined." Qing Yan knew his intention and said slightly more seriously the words "Your Majesty today".

King Zheng seemed to have not heard the meaning of the words, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is worthy of being a descendant of the king side by side. Although he has not achieved the title, he has such a determined intention to serve the court. I think the father will be happy after he knows it."

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After leaving the Zheng Prince's Mansion with Bai Yi, the two rode horses on the stone road covered with snow. Qing Yan sneered: "Uncle Bai, this Zheng Prince only heard his name but did not see him. When you see him today, you really think he is a dangerous person as you said."

The first move to greet the mansion is to personally welcome him. If you hear rumors spread in unknown people, you will definitely become a prince who will surrender to Prince Zheng, and you cannot refuse Prince Zheng's kindness, which is even more difficult to argue.

The second trick is to give the singer to the singer. Not to mention whether the singer is a detailed work placed by her side, if she really takes them back today, her hat that is despairing with women's sex and sex will definitely be held onto her head by someone who is interested in it.

The last move was to win over him openly. Although King Zheng did not bluntly say that he wanted to join hands with him or make him surrender, the meaning of the words was self-evident.

Bai Yi is not good for personal protection in the Zheng Prince's Mansion, so I don't know what happened. After hearing Qing Yan's words, he said slightly: "The Prince Zheng is indeed very scheming, but fortunately the prince did not have his words."

"About it, it's less than a month since I arrived in Jinling. Today I officially came to the front stage, but these things are really a headache." Qing Yan sighed very much. It was not because he was afraid, because he was taught by Su Ju for a long time. Some verbal confrontations were not worth mentioning. He just felt a little tired.

After returning to the palace, Qingyan pulled Bai Yi to practice guns together.

As the saying goes, the gun that can be used for a lifetime, even a genius will not allow the marksmanship to enter the realm of great success in a short period of time.

After more than 20 days of hard practice, Qingyan, who held Tianfeng, could only barely take five moves under Bai Yi. If it was a life-and-death battle, he would definitely die under the gun within three moves. So he felt the gap between himself and Bai Yi. In addition to going to Yuetang Academy, Qingyan spent most of his time in the martial arts performance field in the royal palace.

Bai Yi was also relieved when he saw this and spared no effort to teach all his knowledge, hoping that he would be worthy of Tianfeng Gui in his hands as soon as possible.

Zhao Linger expected that there would be many visitors today, so she asked the wife for her early in the morning and hid in Shangguan Feiyan's mansion and has not come back yet.

"Uncle Bai, how likely can I win when I am using gun skills to fight against people?"

"It depends on who the prince's opponent is. If the Qingluan Sword is not used, the prince can penetrate the second armor with just Tianfeng. When he encounters some ordinary masters, he can still fight one."

"A normal master is just fighting, alas... it seems that it is a long way off to reach the realm of the father."

In the evening, Qingyan returned to his yard and looked at Xian'er standing respectfully, and said helplessly: "Xian'er, I've said so many times. There is only two of us in the whole yard. There is no need to be so polite. It doesn't matter whether you take a break or play for a while. Just don't stand like this."

"Your Highness, Xian'er dare not let down the Grandma's instructions. As long as you return to this courtyard, Xian'er must be served by her all the time." Xian'er said softly, her voice very pleasant.

"Since my grandmother has arranged you for me, what I say will count. Now I order you to go and rest quickly. Oh, by the way, I see that everyone else has received the red envelope. Have you received it? If not, I will personally take care of Uncle Bai's request." Qingyan lay on the couch and changed into a comfortable position.

"Report to the prince, General Manager Bai gave Xian'er a big red envelope early this morning, which seemed to be slightly more than others." After saying that, Xian'er covered her cherry mouth and smiled softly.

At this time, Bai Yi's voice came in from outside the door.

"Have your prince rested?"

After getting off the bed and walking to the door, Qing Yan couldn't help but feel nervous, "Uncle Bai, what's wrong?"
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