In the middle of the palace, it is so magnificent and magnificent.

There are three straight words on the plaque in the palace: Fucang Palace.

Inside, it is magnificent. Although it is daytime, there are still palace lanterns lit up and illuminated.

On both sides of Fucang Hall, there are incense burners of turtles and cranes. They emit a faint fragrance, and those who smell it will be slightly excited.

Qin Yuan had just returned from the imperial edict and walked up step by step along the steps outside the hall.

The sword-bearing guards and the palace maids and eunuchs in front of the hall bowed to salute when they saw Qin Yuan.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are like carved by a knife, gathering into the lines of a smiling face.

He just nodded slightly at everyone, as if he was smiling at everyone.

When he walked to the entrance of Fucang Palace, the guards guarding the door did not inform him and opened the door directly.

The heavy hall door slowly opened without a sound.

On the dragon throne of the Golden Palace, Qi Yuantai's body is slightly tilted.

In front of him, memorials like mountains piled up.

Next to it, there were several students who knew the text and verbal words and were sorting out the memorials to Qi Yuantai.

The memorials were placed in different positions according to the order of priorities, so that the emperor could read them.

When Qin Yuan entered Fucang Hall, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He stretched out his hand and greeted the palace maids serving in the hall.

The palace maid walked over slowly, not daring to make any sound.

"Removing the incense. If you smell these incense too much, it will be bad for the saints." Qin Yuan whispered.

"But the saint said he wanted to cheer up the gods." The palace maid looked puzzled.

"Listen to me about this." Qin Yuan whispered and said decisively.

"Forget it, listen to Lao Qin, please withdraw! Don't make things difficult for this child!" The saint in the Golden Palace suddenly spoke.

After hearing this, the palace maid gave a slight salute to Qinyuan and greeted the serving people with a smile to remove the incense burner.

Qin Yuan looked at the incense burners and walked towards the Golden Palace, saying, "The incense burner of turtle and crane is a good meaning. But if the saint wants to prolong his life, he can no longer rely on these incense to refresh himself. The memorials are endless."

He spoke slowly, as if he was talking to his old friend.

Qi Yuantai smiled bitterly on his face and raised his hand.

Those who served in the hall and helped read the memorials stood up and slowly retreated.

"I'll take a break when you're back." Qi Yuantai put down the memorial in his hand and stood up slowly.

He looked only about sixty years old, but his waist was slightly bent when he stood up, and under the dragon crown, he showed a trace of white hair.

After walking a few steps slowly, he arrived at the steps of the Golden Palace and sat down slowly.

Qin Yuan also came over.

Qi Yuantai patted the steps beside him and smiled and said, "Sit down."

Qin Yuan was not polite and sat directly beside Qi Yuantai.

The two of them were silent for a while, and Qi Yuantai spoke first and said, "Xiao Ning's child, okay?"

Qin Yuan turned his head, looked at Qi Yuantai, and smiled and said, "Isn't it the saint's child?"

Qi Yuantai laughed old and pointed at Qin Yuan and cursed: "What are you talking about? It's not mys, it's yours?"

"Oh, it's a pity that I had already castrated and was a eunuch. Otherwise, it might have been possible." Qin Yuan also smiled.

The two old men were joking with meat, like two children.

"How is he? Have you asked me?" Qi Yuantai's eyes were filled with hope.

"He?" Qin Yuan stumbled for a while and said, "He looks like Xiao Ning. I'm silent, but he looks like you when you were young. From my perspective, this personality is also like you."

Qi Yuantai nodded with relief and said, "It's best to look like Xiao Ning."

"You know yourself." Qin Yuan smiled.

Qi Yuantai said in a sarcastic manner: "When I was young, I was also a handsome man."

He immediately said, "It's pretty good to have a personality like me."

"It's just like cursing people like this." Qin Yuan poured cold water without fear.

"Damn it..." Qi Yuantai was silent for a while, and asked again, "Have he asked me?"

"No question. As far as I see, this kid laughs and scolds, he still knows it." Qin Yuan seemed to see Qi Xiaotian's figure in his eyes.

Qi Yuantai was silent for a long time, and the tenderness in his eyes dissipated, and it was replaced by the decisiveness that an emperor should have.

"Tomorrow I will send you another decree and give him a reward from the prince. Before the big event comes, let him be the prince of joy and enjoy the glitz of the world. As for Xiaoning..." Qi Yuantai held his hand slightly and finally let go.

Qin Yuan saw it and said, "For the sake of a big deal, Empress Lu can ask His Majesty to recall His Highness. I am afraid that I will not be able to pass this level of the Lu family."

"Lu Family!" Qi Yuantai's loose hand tightened again.

"Empress Lü has nothing to do. But she is really good to the Crown Prince. I think it's not that..." Qin Yuan said.

"I know. Her methods are very domineering." Qi Yuantai was a little helpless.

"The saint laid the foundation for Taiping Lord. When His Royal Highness rises, he only needs to ease with the north for a few years and stabilize the court. Nothing is wrong."

"It's a pity that these princes are not like me." Qi Yuantai said this, his eyes lit up, and he remembered Qi Di and Qi Xiaotian, and said, "Do you think he looks very similar to me?"

"So what?" Qin Yuan asked back.

"Yes, so what?" Qi Yuantai leaned back and leaned against the pillars of the Golden Palace.

*******

No. 7 Tianjie, the residence of the seventh prince of Dayong, Qi Di and Qi Xiaotian.

At the door, a fat man was climbing down from the cart.

A servant had already kneeled on the ground and used a human-shaped movement step for the fat man.

It’s a pity that the fat man is really too fat. The servant knelt on the ground and trembled before he caught the fat man’s feet.

"Don't." The fat man felt the trembling body of the slave under his feet and cursed silly.

As soon as one foot landed, the other kicked the servant out.

"Damn it, little one." The kicked servant quickly knelt down and apologized.

All of this was seen by Qi Xiaotian standing at the door.

When the fat man's car arrived at the door, Qi Xiaotian received a report from the concierge.

He was also curious and came out to see who was the first to visit his house.

When Qi Xiaotian saw the fat man wearing flowers, he remembered that Wei Qing, the son of the turtle, of the Grand Sima Weizhuang, was here.

"Well, your highness, hehe, Wei Qing, keep your word and celebrate your highness's housewarming."

Wei Qing is a playboy and an evil young man, but he is not brainless.

He had already asked his subordinates to find out Qi Xiaotian's identity.

Unexpectedly, Qi Xiaotian was really a prince or a little prince.

As the saying goes: Old son and grandson are the lives of old men and women.

When the little prince enters Beijing, he will definitely be favored by the emperor!

This little prince looked like a bastard and could not be more acquainted.

After confirming his identity, Wei Qing quickly prepared a gift.

"Haha, you guys are here quickly. Come on, what's in the car behind?" Qi Xiaotian saw a few boxes in the car behind.

"I don't know what it is, it's a good thing, right? Let's take a look together later, can we know?" Wei Qing said familiarly.

"Okay, for the sake of the gift, let you come in once!" Qi Xiaotian turned around and walked in front.

Wei Qing was overjoyed and followed in happily.
Chapter completed!