Chen Kaizhi did not point out Chen Wuji.

Or maybe, Chen Wuji also had a tacit understanding and did not point out Chen Kaizhi.

However, Chen Wuji's demeanor made Chen Kaizhi unspeakable strange. Although he had not seen him for several years, the person he remembered was beyond recognition. The most shocking thing was that the little beggar actually became the prince, which inevitably surprised him.

But then again, I think Chen Wuji is the same. The down-and-out scholar at the time has now become the Duke of the National Protection.

Chen Kaizhi had a smile in his eyes, but he heard Chen Wuji say, "No, it's just that when I was in Chang'an, I kept thinking about what kind of person he was to protect the country, be fair, and be honest and polite. When I saw him today, he was indeed worthy of his reputation."

Chen Kaizhi nodded to him: "Your Highness is too rude."

When the Empress Dowager saw that the two were very engaged in chatting, she couldn't help laughing: "In addition to letting you meet, today... they are all relatives and their own family members. In addition, they also need to discuss it. Wuji is the son of the late emperor after all, and he has already proved his true identity."

She looked at Empress Dowager Mu. At this moment, Empress Dowager Mu's eyes were red, her lips were pursed, and her eyebrows were full of joy. The Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes slightly, then smiled again, and her phoenix eyes turned slightly, looking at Zong Zheng of Zong Ling's Mansion: "What the Ai family is right is right."

The sect order Chen Wudao: "I have experienced it. The records in the golden plate are very detailed. There is nothing wrong with it. It is indeed His Highness, Prince Wuji."

The Empress Dowager nodded and said, "That's right. Since he is the son of the late emperor and the grandson of the Ai family, then what should you do?"

The Empress Dowager looked at Chen Zhijing, her eyes full of coldness.

Chen Zhijing's heart skipped a beat. He understood the meaning of the Empress Dowager very well. He sighed deeply, and then he spoke very solemnly: "Since he is the son of the late emperor, he is still young, so he might as well be given the title of Prince of the County."

"Prince..." The Empress Dowager raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, and her tail sound was long, and then nodded: "This is not wrong. In theory, if the prince is older, he should be given a prince. If he knows the general and understands the truth, he will be granted a title of prince, right?"

Chen Zhijing nodded and said, "That's right."

The Empress Dowager's eyes were still on Chen Zhijing, and she asked with a smile: "So, are you in Beijing and still out?"

Chen Zhijing said without hesitation: "Stay in Beijing."

This is not a joke. If it is not under your nose, the identity of the son of the late emperor may be taken to make a fuss. Chen Zhijing is like a thorn in his throat and can be felt for a day.

Therefore, he smiled faintly at the Empress Dowager: "Wuji has just arrived and knows nothing about the affairs in the court. He is too young and should not be released now."

The Empress Dowager seemed to have no objection to Chen Zhijing's opinion. She still nodded, tidied up her clothes slightly before speaking lightly: "What you said is not unreasonable. Stay in the capital, Ai's family can meet you, let alone her mother, who had just reunited with him, should have walked around more, just do it."

Chen Zhijing had just breathed a sigh of relief, but he saw that the Empress Dowager agreed happily, but he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant again. However, at this time the wood was already done, but he could only noddle with his teeth.

"In the inner city, there is a house that was originally Prince Jian's mansion. However, since Prince Jian was convicted and executed, the mansion has been idle. Usually, some people go to take care of it. My son thought that since Wuji is in Beijing, there must be a residence. This mansion was originally the prince's mansion, and I think Wuji must be used to living there."

"It's so good, then repair it." The Empress Dowager smiled and said, "After repairing, let Wuji move in. Now, let Wuji live in the Honglu Temple for the time being, okay?"

"The Queen Mother and Queen" Chen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

There are many vacant houses in the capital, all of which were the products of the incident more than ten years ago. The uncles were killed and the houses were naturally confiscated. However, the court was very embarrassed to give such a royal palace. Ordinary people are not qualified to live in such a mansion. After all, the various arrangements inside are by no means accessible to ordinary people. However, the princes and princes who stayed in the capital have their own palaces, and they feel that these palaces are unlucky and have no interest in them.

Therefore, the mansion is ready-made and is maintained by dedicated people at ordinary times. Naturally, just move in.

Chen Zhijing smiled and said, "Wuji has just arrived, and I think there are not many guards or serving people around me. My ministers and Wuji are uncles and nephews, so I should take care of them. I am willing to transfer a team of guards to Wuji. Some servants who are good at it on weekdays can be used by Wuji. Please ask the queen of my mother to be kind."

The Empress Dowager looked at Chen Zhijing with a smile, but then turned her eyes to Chen Wuji and asked lightly: "Wuji, what do you think."

"Yes." Chen Wuji showed silence from beginning to end. Even when asked now, he only answered two words very gently, and he was very calm and calm.

The royal families then breathed a sigh of relief.

Prince Jian’s mansion is close to Zuoying in the capital, and the governor of Zuoying is the confidant of King Zhao. Once something happens, he can immediately control the people. On the other hand, the guards and slaves are all assigned by King Zhao, and Wuji’s every move is under surveillance.

Wuji is very gentle, and seems to be indifferent to anything and not objecting to anything. It seems... Chen Zhijing thought to himself that this person seems to be just a chess piece in the hand of the mother, and it is not worth worrying about. The one who should be warned of is the mother.

He smiled and looked at Chen Wuji and said, "If my nephew has any needs, just come and find me. The palace is deep, and it is inconvenient to enter and exit. You can't do anything. You can't worry about the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. I will be the same as your father and your mother, so I should take care of you."

Chen Wuji bowed to him: "Thank you."

Chen Zhijing seemed to be feeling better, and stroked his beard and said with a smile: "No need."

Chen Kaizhi looked at all this with a smile, but was speechless. He only occasionally looked at his mother and her eyes also fell over. After facing each other, he quickly staggered it. Chen Kaizhi still seemed to be nothing.

At this time, an eunuch outside shouted: "Your Majesty is here."

In the blink of an eye, the little emperor saw the little emperor with his hands behind his back, crossing the high threshold, and coming in with a proud look.

The little emperor is eight years old, an eight-year-old child, who is not big or small, and he looks arrogant in his face, with his hands behind his back, and the clans are busy saluting. The little emperor's eyes turned around, looked at everyone, and asked in confusion: "Which is the brother of Wuji."

Chen Wuji's eyes fell on the expression of the little emperor wearing a sky crown on his head. His eyes swept slightly, and then he bowed to the ground: "My husband, I have seen Your Majesty."

The little emperor was still holding his hands behind his back, looking confident, looking straight at Chen Wuji with his eyes, and actually said with a smile: "I have heard of you, saying that you are also the son of the late emperor and my brother. When I saw you today, I am indeed much older."

Chen Wuji said: "I dare not regard myself as my brother. Your Majesty is the king, and the minister is the minister. There is a difference between the king and the minister."

The little emperor still smiled and spoke proudly: "Your words sound very nice. This is very good. As long as you listen to me well, I will not treat you indifferently."

Chen Kaizhi stood aside and thought to himself that this little emperor seemed to have some "scheming". I believe that King Zhao must be very pleased at this time. What King Zhao has been doing is to buy time, hoping that the little emperor will grow up soon.

Chen Wuji said: "I obey the order."

At noon, Chen Kaizhi followed the meal in Beijing. Chen Wuji seemed to be "respectful" by the clans because of his "conformity", so Chen Zhijing pulled him aside, and he was chatting for a while. Other clans occasionally joked, and they were having fun.

Chen Kaizhi was cold on the side. After eating a few glasses of water and wine, he took advantage of the toilet and blew the wind in the back garden of Wanshou Palace, and suddenly felt a little more awake.

Chen Wuji... It should be no longer the same Chen Wuji as before.

Chen Kaizhi thought to himself.

There are too many secrets and scheming in this person.

And how did he be discovered by the Empress Dowager, or did he have any connection with some people.

Thinking of this, Chen Kaizhi was a little sad, and the years were like a road. When you were burying your head forward and looking back, those people and things that were originally had become unrecognizable, and even became unfamiliar and alienated. He pursed his lips and smiled.

Isn't that the same thing about myself? The young scholar who was seeking fame and fortune now has greater ambitions and desires. He was so fond of himself back then, but he was determined to change the world.

Nothing in the world is unchanging. People must never look back and look back at the past, but move forward desperately, because... the road is at your feet, not in memory.

"Duke of the Kingdom..." A lazy voice came from behind.

Chen Kaizhi couldn't help but look back and saw Chen Wuji walking slowly. The tiny sunlight fell on him, making him look more and more handsome, like a person walking out of the painting, but his face became paler and almost transparent, making people unable to see clearly.

Chen Kaizhi glanced at Chen Wuji in a complicated way, then smiled at him, and nodded: "Your Highness Wuji, shouldn't you be drinking?"

"I can't bear to drink!" Chen Wuji pursed his lips, and his pursed lips made Chen Kai stunned.

He remembered that Chen Kaizhi liked to purse his lips in Jinling, but Wuji at that time followed suit. Unexpectedly, Wuji now has no marks on his former body, but his pursing lips looked too similar to him.

Chen Kaizhi laughed in silence: "Your Highness King Zhao seems to take good care of Your Highness Wuji."

"Yes." Chen Wuji nodded and laughed: "I heard for a long time that Uncle Zhao is a wise king. When I saw him today, it really deserves his name."

Chen Kaizhi's eyes dimmed, but he stared at Chen Wuji. After a long time, he staggered his eyes again. Chen Kaizhi's mention of King Zhao was a test, while Chen Wuji's answer was perfunctory.
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