Seven days later, in the harem of Ningxiang Palace.

The eighth prince Zhao Hongrun was led by Mu Qing, Chen Yu, Wei Jiao, Chu Heng, Gao Kuo, Zhongzhao, Lu Mu, Zhu Gui, He Miao, and Zhou Pu, ten of them knelt in the hall with their own princes, and with their heads hanging down, endured the endless reprimand of Concubine Shen Shu.

Like an ostrich, none of them dared to look up and shrank their heads and were scolded obediently.

Next to it, Zhao Yuanxi, the emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, drank happily while holding the dishes, while looking at the group of people with a purely good show, feeling so happy.

He looked at the ten clan guards indignantly, and Concubine Shen frowned and scolded, "What's the point of telling me to tell you?... You are all Run'er's clan guards, humeral confidants, and should have worked together to prosper and prosper and lose together. You should advise Run'er... Chen Yu, you have disappointed me too much."

Chen Yu was speechless and bowed his head silently.

He is the oldest of the sect guards. He is highly valued by Concubine Shen Shu because of his always steady state. However, this time, he and Lu Mu were drunk with strong wine and threw them on the street. In the end, the people from the sect's house took action to retrieve them. It can be said that they were completely disgraceful. How could they be like a sect guard who could shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the prince?

"Wei Jiao!" Shen Shufei said.

"At this." Zong Weiwei shrank his head.

"And you, what are you good about me? Shouldn't you always follow Run'er? Seven people actually ran to the wine shop in the city to drink, and you didn't even know what happened to your Highness!"

Wei Jiao, Chu Heng, Gao Kuo, Zongzhao, Zhu Gui, He Miao, Zhou Pu, seven clans, bowed their heads and did not dare to say a word.

After all, the Zongwei is equivalent to the left and right humerus of the prince, the confidant and the brothers of the other surnames, so in a sense, Zhao Hongrun's mother, Concubine Shen Shu, can also be regarded as their adopted mother. Since she was the adopted mother scolding her, who dared to speak out?

"And you, Mu Qing!"

"..." Mu Qing was so scared that she trembled all over.

"You are really capable. You mobilized 500 imperial guards to break into Dali Temple and turned the Dali Temple to the sky. Do you know how many Dali Temple officials are investigating this matter these days?"

Mu Qing lowered his head and said nothing.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun, who was kneeling on the first one, couldn't help but speak, "Mom, the child was framed this time, no matter what their business is."

"The most annoying thing is you!" After slapping the table, Shen Shufei said angrily: "The prince is so unloving. She ran to the fireworks and willow alley to look for flowers and ask about willows... Is this what the palace teaches you on weekdays?"

"Boy, that's not..."

"You still dare to talk back?"

"..." Zhao Hongrun closed his mouth in a bad mood.

Looking at this scene, the Emperor of the Great Wei felt so happy and pretended to say, "Hongrun, your mother taught you a lesson. You can't talk back, do you know?"

Zhao Hongrun was so angry, but looking at Shen Shufei's angry look, he didn't dare to talk back at this time, so he had to pretend that he didn't hear it.

Seeing this scene, the Emperor of the Great Wei felt even more comfortable.

Once upon a time, this naughty eight son Zhao Hongrun was so disobedient and arrogant in front of his father. He came up with all kinds of "despicable and vicious" strategies that made him, the emperor of the Great Wei, angry, but he had no way to vent. But now, this bad boy dared to talk back?

After breathing a long sigh, Concubine Shen taught earnestly: "Run'er, you are the prince of the Great Wei, but what you did is like what the prince should do?"

"Not like it." The Emperor of Wei was speaking.

"Do you know how disappointed your father and I are?"

"It's so disappointing." The Emperor of Wei shook his head and sighed.

"Do you dare to do it in the future?"

"Do you still dare?" The Emperor of Wei seemed to be addicted to playing, and he pretended to be a tiger's power, taking the opportunity to scold his son.

Zhao Hongrun was so angry that he couldn't tell what his father was doing a while ago, but seeing Shen Shufei's angry look, he didn't dare to talk back. After all, Shen Shufei's physical condition was not very good.

"I don't dare." Zhao Hongrun said obediently with his eyebrows down.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Concubine Shen's anger gradually faded away, and the emperor of the Great Wei next to him looked even more refreshing as if his heart had been healed, and his smile was particularly bright.

After teaching his eldest son a lesson, Concubine Shen Shu ordered the preparation of the meal. After all, judging from the emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, it seemed that she planned to eat in Ningxiang Palace, which was a great thing.

Concubine Shen did not think about what to seek for herself. She was more inclined to make the father-son relationship between Zhao Hongrun and the emperor closer. After all, the father-son war that was rumored in the palace a few days ago made Concubine Shen particularly worried.

On one hand, she is her husband and on the other hand, she is her son. Even if Concubine Shen has not considered letting her son seize the throne, she cannot bear the tension between the father and son.

Because of this, she took the lead in using her health as an excuse to leave the rest of her time to the Emperor Zhao Yuanwei of the Great Wei Dynasty and the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun.

Unfortunately, Zhao Hongrun could not understand her good intentions at all, so that as soon as she left, the smile on Zhao Hongrun's face suddenly stopped.

One father and one son, looking at the eyes.

"A king of a country, I left the heavy government affairs of Chugong Hall just to see the embarrassment of his son when he was taught by his mother... Is this really good?"

Faced with his son's slightly sarcastic words, the Emperor of the Great Wei did not think of it at all, and said with a smile: "In your words, you should adjust your mood occasionally, right?"

Zhao Hongrun said angrily, "Father, why are you laughing at? The emperor just ignored it for a while and was framed!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the emperor's smile became even stronger: "Ah, it is because you were framed that I smile so happily!"

"How did you become a father?"

Zhao Hongrun glanced at the emperor in anger and thought to himself that someone's father would say such things, as if he wanted his son to suffer a loss.

At this moment, the emperor slowly put away the smile on his face and said meaningfully: "My thousand-mile horse is also at a loss...Hongrun, do you know why you can beat me a while ago?"

Seeing that the emperor's expression was different, Zhao Hongrun's heart became solemn, and he slowly shook his head.

"It's very simple." The Emperor of Wei looked at his son who is now increasingly respecting, and said seriously: "Because you abide by the rules, I also abide by the rules, so you can beat me with your intelligence... And this time, you encountered an opponent who is unruly, so you lost."

"..." Zhao Hongrun was slightly stunned.

"All of us are convinced. In my opinion, Luo Wenzhong did a pretty job this time. He used the power of the sect to punish you... and he himself was able to get out of it. This ability is truly worthy of being a minister of my Great Wei..."

"Hey, hey, father, you're very strange. Generally speaking, if your son suffers a loss, shouldn't he stand up for him?"

The Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty looked at his son with a funny look and said teasingly: "Why should I stand up for you? You are just incapable of your ability, what do you have to do with me?... Instead, I admire Luo Wenzhong, who is brave and scheming, is more capable than you, who is only good at tricks, and only knows that he is abused by those who love toys!"

When it comes to the precious ornamental objects ruined by his son, the Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty was particularly worried, especially the peony flower he personally cared for.

"Since the father has said everything to this point, the emperor can only rely on himself." He bowed to the emperor, and Zhao Hongrun said meaningfully: "There should be more than one doctor in the Ministry of Personnel, right? If this is true, the father would better choose a few suitable ones to prepare... The emperor takes a step first."

As he said that, Zhao Hongrun bowed and said goodbye and left.

He looked at the back of the Eighth Highness when he left, and then secretly looked at the elusive smile on the emperor's face. The eunuch Tong Xian lowered his head and did not dare to interrupt.

"Tong Xian, put on a archway in the palace."

"yes……"

Leaving Ningxiang Palace, the Emperor of the Great Wei came straight to the Chuigong Hall.

In the Chuigong Hall, He Xiangxu and three other ministers of the Secretariat had already learned from the emperor that this person would go to Ningxiang Palace today, so it was not surprising.

They just wondered why the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun was so good that he was dealt with by the Zong Mansion. However, seeing that both the Emperor of the Great Wei and the Zong Mansion were kept tightly, they were very sensible and did not ask questions.

They just guessed in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Personnel has submitted a seal on the matter of this year's "Scientific Examination"." Lin Yuyang, the left chief of the Secretariat, submitted a seal on the Long case and said respectfully: "The Ministry of Personnel is almost ready for the specific matters of the 'Scientific Examination'. The sixteen officials accompanying the supervision department have preliminarily formulated this list..."

The Emperor of the Great Wei picked up the seal, looked carefully at the names of the officials of the Ministry of Personnel on the list, and said lightly: "Is there still a chief invigilator missing?"

"yes."

"Just choose...he!" The Emperor of the Great Wei raised his hand and pointed to a name on the list: "Doctor of the Ministry of Personnel, Luo Wenzhong!"

『Uh?』

The three ministers in the Chuigong Hall looked up at the emperor at the same time, and couldn't help but wonder.

You should know that although the examination is a major event that concerns the selection of officials in the entire Wei Dynasty in the next few years, in fact, this matter is not necessarily led by the Minister of Personnel. After all, the Minister of Personnel must coordinate the evaluation of the official system of the entire official, and the official duties are heavy.

Therefore, the chief invigilator of the examination usually selects one person from the left and right assistant ministers of the Ministry of Personnel, but unexpectedly, this year, His Majesty appointed a doctor.

"Is this Jian Zai Di Xin? Could it be that this doctor Luo Wenzhong Luo has any outstanding political achievements?"

Lin Yuyang and Yu Ziqi looked at each other, wondering but not asking rashly.

"Yes, then I will choose Luo Wenzhong, the doctor of the Ministry of Personnel, as the chief examiner of the subject examination... In addition, what else is there to be dissatisfied with this year's subject examination?"

Under the secret view of the eunuch Tong Xian, an elusive smile appeared on the face of the Emperor of Wei.

"In this year's examination, let's choose one of my children as a prisoner. After all, my incompetent princes will have to come into contact with these things sooner or later..."

"The prince is in charge?"

The three ministers of the Secretariat looked at each other and thought to themselves that this had never happened in the past years.

"Your Majesty is this..."

The mature and steadfast Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu frowned and looked at the emperor, thinking about something.

At the same time, in a luxury mansion in Daliang, Chendu.

I saw a middle-aged man in a luxuriously decorated room with precious toys, wearing a brightly decorated middle-aged man playing with the jade in his hand.

At this moment, a servant walked into the room and reported: "Master, I found out that the person who is the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun... According to Xu Shang and the people from the Zong Mansion, the eighth prince had a grudge with Luo Rong, the son of Luo Wenzhong, the doctor of the Ministry of Personnel."

"Zhao Hongrun...hehe!" The middle-aged man in bright clothes stopped playing with jade in his hand, and a little interest flashed across his face: "I asked Xu Shang to pick up the card of Miss Su Ran, and no one is allowed to disturb him."

"yes."

『PS: I have something to do in the evening, I will send it first.』
Chapter completed!