Ji Yinfeng thought about it and felt that his father's words made sense.

Although Mr. Qiao's performance is a bit different, the words "steadiness and steadiness" are never used by him.

But...

He frowned slightly: "Father, Mr. Qiao is quite capable when he solves my troubles.

There is also the Shen family. He sent a lot of Cheng Yi in my name and sent guards, but he didn't mention it afterwards.

If Shen hadn't told me, I'm afraid I'd still be in the dark!"

King Kang sneered: "That words for your father can be used on you just now. I am so young!

Our mansion has so many staff and diners. Is Mr. Qiao just a bare bone?

Do you think he solved the problem of the water leakage in the warship, and it was his idea to send Cheng Yi to the Shen family?

He must have experts around him to help him, so he can be so calm in his actions.

Today he was invited to visit the palace, and he didn't know that he could meet his father, so he did not receive the advice of the master, which instead revealed his true nature."

Ji Yinfeng suddenly realized: "Jiang is still so hot. If it weren't for the father's advice, my son would have never thought of this for a while."

Kang Wang said: "Whether it is for money or something else, Mr. Qiao is still worth dating.

As long as he can provide enough help, our big event will be completed in the future, and so what if the Qiao family changes their families from now on?"

Ji Yinfeng nodded: "His father has always wanted to get rid of his identity as a businessman. If Mr. Qiao knew his father's plan, he would definitely increase his support for us."

Kang Wang said: "So you must treat him with courtesy and never offend him easily."

"Yes, my son has recorded it."

In the following days, Huan Ji officially became an aide to Ji Yinfeng.

He said he was an aide, but the two were almost inseparable, so Ji Yinfeng discovered many of his strengths, such as his good skills.

Ji Yinfeng was not good at martial arts. This discovery made him overjoyed and he valued Huan Ji more and more.

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Time flies like water, and March soon enters.

The imperial tomb is about forty miles away from the capital, so Emperor Ji'an needs to set off one day in advance.

His mother, Cui, passed away for thirty years. Although he was posthumously named Empress Dowager, he was not satisfied with his life.

For thirty years, whenever Emperor Ji'an thinks of Princess Cui, he feels that he has failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a son and has failed to allow his mother to receive the honor and wealth he deserves.

Therefore, he attaches great importance to Princess Cui's sacrifice day, especially in this whole year, no matter how much trouble there is waiting for him, he must go to worship his mother in person.

The night before leaving, Emperor Ji'an tossed and turned on the dragon bed, unable to sleep.

In order to confuse everyone? He has been pretending to be sick for twenty years.

But he is in his sixties after all? There are always some problems of all sizes.

Especially the cough that has not been cured for a long time has really caused him a lot of injuries.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Another severe cough? It seemed like I was about to cough out my heart and lungs.

The old eunuch Wen, who had served him for many years, walked into the inner hall with warm voice? He personally helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed, and ordered the palace maids and eunuchs to fill the medicine with warm water.

"Your Majesty's cough seems to be heavier than in previous years." Eunuch Wen said while stroking Emperor Ji'an's chest.

Emperor Ji'an had a very bad temper, and in this case, the old eunuch who had served for decades dared to say it.

He took the medicine with warm water? His throat felt much more comfortable? The cough gradually stopped.

"Awen..." He called out softly.

Eunuch Wen knew that Emperor Ji'an had something to say to him alone, so he winked at the others and signaled them to retreat.

The palace maids and eunuchs quickly retreated.

Eunuch Wen put the brocade quilt on behalf of Emperor Ji'an: "I will set off for the imperial tomb early tomorrow morning, and Your Majesty should rest early."

Emperor Ji'an looked at Eunuch Wen's face, which was almost wrinkled, and said warmly: "Awen? How many years have I known you?"

Eunuch Wen smiled faintly: "I met Your Majesty when I was three years old. At that time, you were the noble prince of King Xiang, but I was just the child of the groom in the Minister of Rites' Mansion."

Emperor Ji'an sighed: "Awen's life is not good. The Minister of Rites committed a crime back then, which caused both your parents to die and he entered the palace."

Eunuch Wen said justice: "This is something that happened decades ago, and Your Majesty can still remember it."

Emperor Ji'an sighed heavily: "Awen? We are all old..."

My father-in-law's nose is sour.

What kind of person is His Majesty? He only knows that if he had not had this noble man? He had already died in the winter of eight years old.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. It's early spring now? It's the season when coughing is prone to prone.

You only need to be well-off for a while and you will recover when the weather gets warmer."

Emperor Ji'an seemed to have not heard him? His eyes looked at the palace lantern beside him with a faint look.

"Awen? I have always been unable to fall asleep recently? I finally fell asleep, but I always dreamed."

"What did Your Majesty dream about?"

"Father, mother, queen, and them..."

Eunuch Wen's right eyelid leaps heavily.

The old king Xiang, the old princess, the first queen... are all people who have passed away for many years.

Your Majesty is also an old man, and it seems unlucky to dream of these long-dead relatives.

And "they"...

He experienced the killing more than 20 years ago.

The late Emperor of Qingde, Empress Chu, and countless palace maids and eunuchs.

Fresh lives disappeared in a blink of an eye, fire and smoke filled the magnificent palace, and the blood that could not be seen at a glance and the disgusting smell of blood...

His Majesty was so cruel at that time, his eyes were red, and he refused to stop even if the sword in his hand was missing.

The bitter begging of the late Emperor Qingde and the angrily reprimanded by Empress Chu did not give His Majesty a trace of softness.

Eunuch Wen curled up his fingers.

His Majesty has seized the throne for more than twenty years, and it seems that he has not lived much.

The princes and grandchildren were intriguing and the most uneasy princess in Xiangdong, which made the entire Jin Kingdom look like a mess.

Now that His Majesty is always entangled in his dreams by these people who have passed away for many years, is it because he is guilty or a demon who comes to seek his life?

It would be fine if it was the former, but at worst, you could take a few doses of calming the mind.

If it is the latter...

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. When you worship the Queen Mother, everything will be fine."

"No, no..." Ji'andi shook his head: "Awen, do you think I should bury them well?"

Eunuch Wen's heart was raised to his throat.
Chapter completed!