"Thank you to love your highness!"

"Congratulations, Eunuch Jia, do you know what my father is asking me for?"

"I don't know!"

Yu Zhigan shook his head. This Eunuch Jia is not good at anything, but his mouth is too strict. It is impossible to ask something!

About half a quarter of an hour ago, Mingxue Palace.

Yu Zhi was a cheap father. Yu Ye, the king of Yu Tang Empire, held a manuscript in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Second, I wrote well. It seems that I have worked hard again recently!"

After hearing this, Yu Tai felt happy, but he did not express it. Some time ago, Yu Tai was brainwashed by the various difficulties that Yu Zhigan said about being an emperor. Finally, he rested for a while before he became confident of continuing to compete with the prince for the throne.

Today I wrote a poem with several literati. After polishing it for a long time, I took it to the palace and presented it to my father.

"However, compared to the two words your elder brother said some time ago, it's still a little worse!"

After Yu Ye slowly put down the manuscript, he slowly shook his head. The two poems written by the prince before were only half a sentence, and the emperor also tried to make up for them, but he always felt that it was a little bit worse. He found several ministers from the Secretariat to discuss them, but he was not satisfied.

"Father, I wonder what poems my elder brother has written?"

Yu Tai thought for a long time, but he didn't expect what poems he could do, as his elder brother? When did the elder brother have such literary talent?

When Yu Tai thought of this, he felt a little angry. The reason why his elder brother became the crown prince was not because of his virtue, but because he was the eldest son! Compared with literary talent, the elder brother could not compare with himself and knowledge, Yu Tai thought that he was the best among the many princes, and..., he was the best, just because he was not the eldest son!

"Yeah, look!"

The emperor thought about it and seemed that the second son was still a little attainable in poetry, songs and essays, so he handed over a few poems written by Yu Zhigan. In his mind, he couldn't help but think about his rebellious son.

"Jing Ke!"

"Your Majesty, the command room Jing is resting today!"

"That's how it's, who is on duty, come out to see me!"

"My memory, Yang Xu, deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, have seen Your Majesty!"

"Well, what is the prince doing now?"

When Yang Xu heard the emperor's inquiry, he felt that his chance had come. At this time, he said bad things about the prince? But soon Yang Xu calmed down and remembered the rumors that although the emperor scolded the prince every day, the prince was His Majesty's favorite prince, no doubt about it.

Thinking of this, Yang Xu put away his little thoughts: "Your Majesty, the prince's restaurant is open today. The empress has sent someone to investigate. It is said that the prince is doing good deeds to help the poor people!"

"Well? The restaurant opens when it opens. What kind of good deeds are you doing? What is this ignorant doing?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the specific situation is not clear yet!"

"Go and send someone to investigate again, Wu Sangui, send someone to summon the prince into the palace!"

"yes!"

Yang Xu and Wu Sangui looked at each other and left the hall, leaving only Yu Tai and the Emperor.
Chapter completed!