"Where do you start?" Zhao Xuanji asked.

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi looked at each other and said, "Xu Changqing, how about it?"

"Ministry of Revenue..."

Zhao Xuanji thought for a while and nodded and said, "Ministry of Revenue can do it, there are many things to buy. Xu Changqing is also very important to the East Palace. It is feasible to use his life to exchange for the East Palace to compromise."

Fu Yuzhi and Zhang Biwu stood up and said, "Since Master Pavilion nodded, then we will go to do our business."

Waving his hand, Zhao Xuanji said, "Go, the past year has just passed, and caught us off guard by the strange force in the East Palace. It is time to let him see it now. The cabinet has helped the royal family manage the government affairs for so many years, and it is still a bit deterrent."

After Fu Yuzhi and Zhang Biwu left, Zhao Xuanji slowly walked out of the hall, stood under the eaves and looked at the white snow in the yard, and said slowly: "This year's winter seems particularly cold and long, and I don't know what the situation will be at this time next year."

Just as he was sighing, Zhao Xuanji suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing by at the door of the courtyard wall leading to the back courtyard.

"Tailai, come here!"

Zhao Xuanji scolded him and asked Zhao Tailai to walk out from behind the door honestly, come to Zhao Xuanji and said respectfully: "Father, my son is paying you peace."

Zhao Xuanji said expressionlessly: "Since I pay my respects to you, why are you still sneaking? Where are you going?"

Zhao Tailai knew that he could not hide it from his father, so he replied with a tough bullet: "I plan to go out and gather with a few friends."

"Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and everyone is at home. At this time, those who can ask you out must not be good teachers and friends. If you are not allowed to go out, you are at home and you are not allowed to go anywhere." Zhao Xuanji scolded.

Zhao Tailai's eyebrows drooped and he said, "Dad, I haven't been out at home for several days, and I've been sick when I'm bored."

"The capital was just closed yesterday. Although it was untied today, the streets were filled with Jinyiwei and Yulinwei. What are you going out to do at this critical moment? Are you afraid that it is not eye-catching enough?" Zhao Xuanji scolded.

Zhao Tailai said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, you are the chief minister of the dynasty at least. Master of the Pavilion, are you so afraid of the prince of the East Palace?"

"My son might as well say clearly that today my son is going out to attend a poetry meeting. At this poetry meeting, we will sell some poems and essays we wrote, and the money we sold is used to the victims."

Zhao Tailai's words made Zhao Xuanji's eyebrows tremble.

“Who organized it?”

Zhao Xuanji's problem greatly hurt Zhao Tailai's self-esteem. He said unconvincedly: "In your eyes, can't I organize such a poetry meeting?"

"snort."

Zhao Xuanji snorted coldly: "The poetry parties you organized are all a group of friends drinking and having fun, asking a few brothel women to accompany you, also called poetry parties? They also raise funds for the victims. If you guys have such a mind, will I scold you all day long?"

Zhao Tailai opened his mouth but had no confidence to refute.

In the end, he could only say dejectedly: "Yes, it was organized by Prince Wen."

"King Wen!"

A flash of light flashed in Zhao Xuanji's eyes.

King Wen is one of the largest vassal kings in the court today and the brother of Emperor Daxing. He was extremely favored by the previous emperor in his early years. If King Wen's mother had not had a low position and his mother's family had no power in the court, the one who is now the emperor may not be Emperor Daxing.

But it is precisely because of this that when the late emperor gave the title, he gave the southern Yumi Land to King Wen as a fief as compensation.
Chapter completed!