When Chang Ning disappeared around the corner, the noise of the crowd's discussion did not die down, but became even louder.

“Second brother!”

When Chang Ning saw Fuquan sitting at the desk, she couldn't help but shed tears of grievance.

Fuquan looked up and saw Chang Ning covered in blood. He was immediately shocked.

"Old Five? What's wrong with you?!"

Fuquan came out from behind the desk to support Chang Ning, his face full of worry.

"Second brother, you have to save your younger brother."

Upon hearing this, Fuquan became cautious.

"What on earth happened?"

Chang Ning is a prince, what kind of thing could make him use the word "save"? And judging from his appearance, he must have gone to see the emperor.

Otherwise who would dare to treat him like this.

Fuquan was grumbling in his heart, feeling extremely troubled by this trouble-making brother.

To say that Chang Ning was a playboy and violent is nonsense.

But even if he wasn't a playboy and violent, Chang Ning could still find ways to cause trouble.

It’s nothing, Chang Ning is just too lazy.

He would delay the tasks assigned to him as much as possible, and even find ways to shirk his duties while on duty.

As soon as it's time to get off duty, he runs faster than anyone else.

But when someone in the capital invited him out for a drink and fun, he never refused.

Kangxi scolded him several times for this, but it only had a temporary effect. After a while, he returned to his old ways.

Chang Ning was one of the princes who served in the Council of State. Many of the tasks he delayed were urgent. As a result, Chang Ning had been impeached many times over the years.

The fact that he was not completely abandoned by the emperor was probably thanks to the fact that he was the emperor's only living brother.

Fuquan had tried to persuade Changning earnestly, but it never worked.

Chang Ning still remembered that he was in the cabinet's territory, so he drove everyone out and told Fuquan in detail what had just happened in the Qianqing Palace.

--"What did you say?!"

Fuquan stood up halfway through listening and looked at Chang Ning in disbelief.

"Second brother, I didn't know that the silver was bribed by the White Lotus Demon to fill it with Forguo, otherwise how would I dare to accept it!"

"I don't know, you can accept it just because you don't know?!"

Fuquan now really wants to open Chang Ning's head and see if it contains feces.

"It's all very well for you to accept the ice and charcoal, the Emperor has turned a blind eye, but how dare you try to make money from the port? Haven't you noticed that the Ministry of Revenue, which used to be the most active, has now stopped working on the port project?!"

"Brother, I will never dare to do that again. I've learned my lesson and I won't accept any filial gifts!"

As a prince, Fuquan also accepted ice and charcoal as tributes.

Your status is there, and if you act too arrogantly, you will be unpopular.

He himself doesn't care, but he has children and relatives at home, and he can't make them so tired that they are disliked.

But Fuquan would never set his sights on money that he shouldn't touch.

He is only the emperor's half-brother, not his biological son. If he always has to clean up after him, no matter how close their relationship is, it will be worn out sooner or later.

But there happened to be such a stupid guy who relied on his status to act recklessly, and now he has the nerve to ask him to speak well of him to the emperor.

Faced with Chang Ning's crying, Fuquan remained silent.

The atmosphere in the room gradually turned cold amid Fuquan's silence.

Chang Ning's crying gradually became weaker, and the grievance in his heart became more and more intense.

"Second brother, won't you help me?"

Fuquan said coldly,

"Help? Do you think you committed a minor offense? You committed treason. If your last name wasn't Aisin-Gioro, do you think you could sit here and complain to me peacefully?"

"You were conferred the title of prince at the age of fourteen without having done anything. The eldest brother is so old now, but he is still a bald prince. Don't you know how great a favor this is?"

"If it were me, I would have stabbed you to death with a single blow. The Emperor has only taken away your authority as the Prince of State. Don't be so ungrateful!"

"Second brother..."

Chang Ning seemed to be acting just now, but now she is really crying.

After Fuquan vented his anger, he felt a little disappointed in Chang Ning, but seeing Chang Ning's miserable appearance, he couldn't continue scolding her.

"Losing your right to participate in politics is actually a good thing for you. You don't want to stay here every day anyway."

Chang Ning lowered his head and said nothing.

He likes to enjoy himself and doesn't like to do work, but who would complain about having too much power?

Having power means having money, and he is not stupid, so how can he be willing to watch power fall into the hands of others and do nothing?

Fuquan was irritated by his fearless behavior, so he spoke frankly.

"I can't possibly beg for mercy on your behalf. You'd better spend more time thinking about how to get past the Clan Minister and the Clan Leader!"

When Chang Ning heard the word "Zong Ling", the grievance in his heart immediately disappeared, and he even felt a little afraid.

The current clan leader is Basel, whose grandfather is the cousin of Emperor Taizong of the Qing Dynasty. He is now over fifty years old and is usually very impartial. If he knew about this, he would definitely submit a memorial to report him, and he might even join forces with the clan members to write a letter to the emperor, requesting that he confer the title of king on him.

Thinking of this, Chang Ning shuddered and said in a trembling voice,

"Please, second brother, help me this time, even if it's just for Hai Shan's sake!"

This did have some effect.

There was no other reason. Haishan was the heir chosen by Changning. He was smart and healthy, and Fuquan always liked this nephew the most.

Chang Ning watched anxiously, and Fuquan couldn't bear to let his nephew be implicated, so he said,

"I can go to Zong Ling and say a few good words for you, but as for the rest, don't expect anything more!"

Seeing that Fuquan was really unwilling to give in, Chang Ning stopped begging.

Before he left, Fuquan warned,

"Before the case is completely solved, it's best not to let anyone know about it."

Chang Ning nodded silently.

After Chang Ning left, Fu Quan sighed secretly. As an older brother, how could he not hope that his younger brother would live a comfortable life?

What's more, they were both working for the emperor, and there was no conflict of interest between them. He had hoped that after he and Chang Ning were gone for a hundred years, Hai Shanneng and Bao Tai would watch over and help each other. Now it seems that he was overthinking it.

How could a son raised by such a short-sighted person, as stupid as a pig or a dog, be a talented person?

I’m afraid it’s as difficult as climbing to the sky!

But when he thought of Baotai and Baoshou, both of whom were not in good health, Fuquan began to sigh again.

After finishing his shift, Fuquan went to the Palace of Heavenly Purity to ask for an audience with Kangxi. He did not go to plead for Chang Ning, but to sound out the situation.

By asking the White Lotus Demon what kind of trouble he had caused at the port, he could also judge how much effort he should put in when speaking for Chang Ning.

Kangxi thought he was here to plead for Chang Ning, and he didn't look very nice to him. Fuquan saw this and knew that he understood Kangxi's attitude.

Knowing that Kangxi was in a state of righteous anger, Fuquan did not dare to test him and simply apologized and left the Qianqing Palace.

This directly led to the fact that when he went to Zong Ling to plead for Fuquan later, it was just a formality.