Third Prince: ...
There is such a good thing?!
Is it too late for him to follow Xiao Wuyue now?
No, I didn’t say that before. You can’t stop working if you are sick!
The third prince's eyes rolled around, thinking, why not feel uncomfortable too?
Just as he was thinking about how to get sick in a way that would be less likely to arouse suspicion, he heard his father send someone to find his seventh brother.
Third Prince: (=?Д?=)
never mind.
My father is now going crazy.
Xiaoqi is only eleven years old!
Moreover, Xiaoqi has a leg disease.
How did Father let Xiao Qi do the work for granted?!
Is there anyone?
The third prince was muttering to himself and slandering his father, but his face showed no change of emotion.
On the contrary, the pen in the little hand never stopped moving.
Qi Yuan was very satisfied with this.
Um!
This is the kind of work ethic we need!
But when he looked at the letter in his hand, the smile in his eyes disappeared completely.
"Cao Bai, summon the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of War, and the Imperial Censorate to the East Warm Pavilion."
"Yes."
Cao Bai retreated.
Qi Yuan thought about it, walked to the desk, and started flipping through the memorial again.
He scanned the paper casually, trying to find the memorial from Liangzhou to see if what was written in the secret letter was true.
But after looking through all the memorials on the desk, I still couldn't find it.
In other words, the affairs of Liangzhou were never mentioned in any serious memorial.
Qi Yuan fell into deep thought.
However, after a while, someone came outside to report that the seventh prince had arrived.
Xiao Qi just came in and bowed, and Cao Bai came back behind him:
"Your Majesty, several adults have arrived."
"Okay. Let them wait for a moment. I'll be there in a moment."
After Cao Bai retreated, he lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Qi.
The little kid in front of him was obviously already a teenager, but he was extremely thin and didn't look as strong as Xiaojiu.
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