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Had a very pleasant meal at Guanlan Tower.

The person who made the greatest contribution here is Cheng Qian.

The Ninth Prince called Cheng Qian again.

"Sir, what you said is very useful. Your attitude has indeed changed today."

"It's all your own charm. My contribution is only a small part."

"Hahaha, sir, you are too modest. What do you think I should do next?"

"I invite you to your mansion. If you go, you will definitely get what you want."

"What if he didn't come?"

"If you didn't come, then you are not destined to be together, so there is no need to bother yourself with it anymore."

"Okay, then let's do as you say. I'll invite you again in a few days."

On the way back, Cheng Qian kept recalling the conversation between the two.

To be honest, he felt that this prince was a little bit possessed.

But he always felt something was wrong.

How could a prince of an imperial dynasty be such a brainless person?

What made such a big fuss?

Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough information now to judge what to do.

He could only maintain the relationship for now, because his future plans, the plans for his next incarnation, might require this relationship.

Chen Shiyan was also listening to the description in the courtyard.

He nodded.

"All we have to do is wait. If the Ninth Prince still has ideas, then there is a chance. If he no longer has any ideas, I'm afraid the matter will be in jeopardy."

Listen to what Chen Shiyan said.

Fan Chixiu's reaction was very strong, and his anxiety was clearly visible on his face.

Huang Yunling didn't react at all, as if to say, "Let him be as strong as he can, and let the breeze blow across the hills."

Chen Shiyan didn't say much.

He always felt that something was wrong with the whole thing.

Something is wrong with the Ninth Prince, and something is wrong with Fan Chixiu.

From the moment he took office in Qianyuan County, he could feel Lord Taishui's enthusiasm.

I deliberately said this today, because I am so worried about something that may not succeed.

Does the original body of Cheng Qian need to pull away a bit?

Just leave after forming a good relationship with the Ninth Prince?

Sure enough, three or five days later, the steward of the Ninth Prince's family sent an invitation to have a chat at the prince's residence.

Chen Shiyan emphasized again, don't be so reserved.

He sat on the ninth prince’s cloud chariot.

"Master Tarzan."

"My dear son-in-law, you and I have become famous in this city."

"It's just a meal, it's okay."

"Haha, you and I are both in the same boat, why are you pretending?"

"Master Taishan may be worrying too much."

"Fan Chixiu, there are too many things she wants that I can't give her. I just don't know if she can get them from the Ninth Prince."

"If one day you can't stand the gossip anymore, you can come find me and have a drink."

After saying this, he ignored Chen Shiyan and left the door.

After returning to the main hall, he called the butler.

"Go spread the rumors about the Ninth Prince. I want all the counties and prefectures in the prefecture to know about this within a few days."

"Master, this is good for you, isn't it..."

"Go ahead and do it."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Huang Shangshan took a glass of wine and sat cross-legged in the main hall.

After a while, a Jindan Zhenren walked in. He was one of the ancestors of the family.

"What's wrong, Sang-sun?"

"Ban Chixiu went to the prince's palace."

"Well, wait a little longer. You and that son-in-law should file a petition for punishment."

"Ancestor, isn't it inappropriate for us to get involved in this matter?"

"Alas, you are a government official, you should know that you have no choice."

"If you don't make any progress, you will end up being a pawn."

"I understand. Don't worry, ancestor. I have already made arrangements."

"Shangshan, your plan does not end at the capital city. That lord said that as long as the memorial is submitted to the imperial city this time, you can take another step forward and fill a vacancy in the imperial city."

......

In the mansion, after having a pleasant meal.

He understood his father and the Holy Emperor.

I always wondered how my father, the Holy Emperor, could be so exhausted.

It turned out that he couldn't imagine his father's happiness.

Until dawn.

The ninth prince walked into the hot spring outside.

In the dim light before the sun rises, soak away that little bit of fatigue in the pool.

"Your Highness, the student of the Minister of Personnel of the Huang family just appeared at the Huang family."

"Don't worry about him."

"Someone from the Huang family spread some news that is unfavorable to you in the capital."

"You guys go spread it too. Any more detailed information is fine. You should also spread it to the Imperial City."

"Yes, sir."

"Buy a house outside and arrange it there."

"You can go if you have nothing to do."

"yes."

The originally dark face was illuminated by the rising sun.

He still seemed to be the unruly, freedom-loving Ninth Prince.

......

Imperial city, Fan Mansion.

Fan Yundu bowed to his elder brother who was sitting cross-legged and gathering his breath.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Is everything arranged?"

"It's all arranged."

"Brother, the Ninth Prince has gone to that remote place, why are these princes and ministers so afraid?"

"Before the Saint Emperor was like this, his love for the Ninth Prince was greater than that for the previous eight princes combined. He openly said, 'This child is like me.'"

"I even openly told the six ministers that I would pass the throne directly to the Ninth Prince."

"If it weren't for our ancestors' rules, the Ninth Prince would have been the crown prince long ago."

"But the Ninth Prince is now a feudal lord. Isn't that equivalent to being demoted?"

"Who knows if he was really demoted? Who knows if the Ninth Prince really did something wrong?"

"No one even knows whether our Saint Emperor is really so dissolute and lazy in practicing."

Fan Yundu broke out in a cold sweat.

Is this the amount of thinking that people at the top of the imperial bureaucracy have?

It's so fucking scary.

This official is not worth anything.

It would be better for him to just be a free-spirited monk and run errands for the family.

"By the way, who are we helping this time?"

The eldest brother opened his eyes at this time.

"What do you think?"

"The eldest prince or the fifth prince?"

"Hahahaha, why can't it be the Ninth Prince?"

After saying that, he walked out.

Fan Yundu was left stunned where he was.