The powerful King Wen also attracted the fear of Emperor Daxing, so he sent an imperial edict to summon King Wen's prince into the capital.

It is said that I miss my nephew and I should take it with me to train me. In fact, everyone understands it, it is just a hostage.

Prince Wen has always been low-key in the capital and never participated in any right and wrong. Now, on this first day of the New Year, he has organized a grand poetry meeting.

The metaphor behind this forced Zhao Xuanji to be alert.

After looking at his anxious son, Zhao Xuanji knew it well and asked, "Su Jinpao can go?"

Zhao Tailai's face turned red and he whispered: "Go."

Prince Wen is not the prince, and Zhao Tailai doesn’t care.

What he cares about is that Su Jinpa will go too.

Then he must go.

But now, he is also a little desperate.

Judging from his father's opposition to himself and Su Jinpa, it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to go when he learned that Su Jinpa would go.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Xuanji's next sentence would eliminate Zhao Tailai's despair.

"you go."

Zhao Tailai looked up at his father in surprise. Before he could ask questions, he heard Zhao Xuanji say, "But you must not cause trouble for me. You are only responsible for doing one thing well, that is, to make friends with Prince Wen. Do you understand?"

Zhao Tailai grinned and said, "Don't worry, this, I'm the best at making friends."

"Crown Prince Wen has been acting low-key in recent years. Although there must be guidance from King Wen behind it, young people can withstand the days of living under others in the past few years without any mistakes. This shows that this child's character is also extraordinary. Please be careful not to be taken into the ditch."

Zhao Xuanji reminded him and said, "Go, go and go back quickly, write down all the details of the poetry meeting, and come back and talk to me."

Seeing his son running out happily, Zhao Xuanji sighed slightly.

They are all young people of the same generation. Not to mention the monster-like existence of the East Palace, they are King Zhao Li Yinhu, and the newly-launched Prince Wen, far surpassing their own son in terms of ability and character.

Compared with the previous few people, his son is like an idiot, which makes Zhao Xuanji feel very unbalanced.

"Come on."

Zhao Xuanji shouted softly.

A dead soldier with an ordinary appearance immediately appeared behind him.

"Go and follow the young master, don't let him get into trouble. If an accident occurs, come back and report immediately."

The dead soldier responded and asked again: "Young master has a strong personality. If something happens and doesn't listen to me, what should I do?"

"I was knocked out and dragged back."

"yes."

...

Outside the Eastern Palace, Li Chen, who was invited by Su Jinpa for the first time, was obviously unable to react when he heard the name of Prince Wen.

After thinking for a long time, Li Chen found the name and corresponding information from the massive intelligence information submitted by the East Factory before.

"The Prince Wen has been in Beijing for more than four years. He either raises flowers or grows grass every day. His biggest hobby is to go fishing in Jinghai. Today, I will suddenly hold a poetry meeting to raise funds for the victims?"

Who is Li Chen? Even if he kicks a stone on the roadside, he will wonder if someone deliberately puts it here.

Such people immediately became alert to the abnormal movements that happened to Prince Wen, who was already extremely sensitive to the person.

Su Jinpa seemed to have known Li Chen's reaction for a long time. She said, "What's the use of guessing more is? Why not just go and take a look, and you'll know."
Chapter completed!