The evil prince is strong against the sky

Chapter 9 009 Father and Son
Back in the palace, Jun Fan went back to the East Palace to change his clothes before walking towards the imperial study.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness!" Outside the imperial study, Wu Lide immediately greeted him respectfully.

Jun Fan raised his foot and stepped into the imperial study room, only Emperor Dongqi was in the room.

As soon as Jun Fan walked in, Emperor Dongqi scolded his head and covered his face: "I hope that you will leave the customs, you bastard will run out as soon as you leave the customs, do you still have this old man in your eyes?"

Wu Lide closed the door competently, guarded outside the hall, watching his nose, nose, nose and heart. Since His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly left the customs a few years ago to clean up the family, the Emperor would breathe fire every time he saw His Highness the Crown Prince. It seemed that he would be able to First suppress His Royal Highness the Prince.

"My son's eyes at this time are reflecting the way the father is jumping." Jun Fan replied seriously.

"You..." Emperor Dongqi was furious, picked up a memorial from the royal case, and threw it directly at Jun Fan's feet, "Splitting the gate of an important minister with your palm, seriously injuring the prime minister of a country... If you leave the customs, you will cause trouble for me, you will die of anger Am I?"

Jun Fan picked up the memorial, glanced at it casually: "It's hard for the prime minister to write such a long article in such a short time, and he deserves to be the prime minister chosen by the emperor."

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Emperor Dongqi slapped the imperial case with his palm, and shouted: "Did I ask you to read the article?"

"Then why did the father throw it to the son? Help the father throw it out?" Jun Fan said, and really threw the memorial in his hand.

"You..." Emperor Dongqi took a few deep breaths before reluctantly resisting the urge to slap his face, and asked calmly, "It's just two concubines committing crimes, isn't Bai Ziwei fine, why are you doing this? To save Bai Yongjie's face, he is the prime minister of a country, and he has a close relationship with all the ministers in the court. When you ascend the throne in the future, you must rely on his assistance. If you have too much trouble with him, there is no benefit at all."

But Jun Fan didn't care, and just said: "Father, in the future, when selecting officials, we should look more at faces. It's best to arrange one or two examiners who can look at faces."

"What do you mean by that?" Emperor Dongqi frowned.

Jun Fan said: "The minister of the humerus that the emperor valued is extremely bad-looking, and he may lose his life at any time."

Emperor Dongqi was shocked: "Are you joking?"

"My son never jokes." Jun Fan said.

Emperor Dongqi frowned, of course he knew that his bastard son never joked, when he said that thunder was thunder, when a thunder came, a large family of Dongqi suffered, and he made a mess.

This brat also looks like a human being, but he doesn't act like a normal person. He never follows common sense, but he really never jokes.Therefore, the prime minister is afraid that his life is really in danger. Could it be that he has offended some great person or force.

Thinking of this, Emperor Dongqi suddenly thought of another thing: "Then can your marriage with Bai Ziwei continue?"

"Marriage shouldn't exist." Jun Fan said, "The mother's intention is to let the minister help to take care of the deceased's daughter, and it is not necessary to get married. The minister has decided to dissolve the engagement before Bai Ziwei and Ji."

"You..." Emperor Dongqi thought for a while, and finally said nothing. Although this was his wife's last wish, the safety of his son was more important in the end, although this kid sometimes made people itch.

After chatting for a few words, the topic of the Prime Minister's Mansion was skipped.

Jun Fan is going back to the East Palace to continue retreat and stabilize his realm.

Emperor Dongqi glared angrily: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I wanted to run away when I saw it. I'm not as good as a little girl, am I? Is that little girl your daughter-in-law? You really found a wife in the future, right?" Don't you want to completely forget about my father?"

Jun Fan raised his eyebrows: "The ministers there don't marry."

"You dare!" Emperor Dongqi yelled, got up and walked down, "Stop talking nonsense, go for a walk with me."

Jun Fan had no choice but to agree.

The two walked all the way to the Imperial Garden, and played a game of chess at the Huxin Pavilion in the Imperial Garden. They chatted casually while playing chess, but it was basically Emperor Dongqi who was talking.

Emperor Dongqi complained about the pedantic and stubborn ministers in the court for a while, worried about the century-old alliance of the four countries that was about to expire, and worried about those big sects who were less and less concealing their ambitions.

Jun Fan only occasionally responded, "Yes", "It's really annoying", "Father worked hard", and the perfunctory words made it difficult for the people who served beside him to listen.

Emperor Dongqi couldn't continue talking, did he say so much for a few words of comfort?Knowing that he has worked hard, as a son, shouldn't he share his father's worries and take over the heavy responsibility, so that his father, the emperor, can relax?He couldn't believe that the brat couldn't hear what he was suggesting.

Emperor Dongqi's complexion became darker and darker, and the strength of the chess pieces became heavier and heavier, with a loud bang, as if the chess piece in his hand was Jun Fan.

Wu Lide, who was on the sidelines, looked at Emperor Dongqi's face, feeling bitter in his heart. Ever since the empress passed away, the emperor wanted to give up the throne, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince refused to take over. It was because of thunder and lightning before, but now I don't know why. Well, this time the emperor hinted at failure, and when His Royal Highness leaves, these close servants are afraid that they will suffer.

(End of this chapter)