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"Master Zhao, you are injured now, why not stay in the capital to recuperate for a while before setting off."

Because of the guilt in his heart, Zhao Zheng's hand was injured, and the people spontaneously wanted to worship the sages of the Zhao family.

Zhao Zheng was invited to the other side of Bowang Forest by Prince Zhu Biao.

The first is to wait for the imperial doctor to come over and do another check-up, fearing that Zhao Zheng's hand may have hidden diseases.The second is to leave time and space for the people so that they will not feel uncomfortable.

As for the third one, after what happened just now, Prince Zhu Biao had many questions and guilt in his heart, and wanted a space where no one would disturb him to talk to Zhao Zheng.

Even though the Zhao Zheng in front of him is just a patrolman, he is not even the head of the Zhao family.

However, Zhao Zheng no longer has a family head, not even an acting family head.

Therefore, one person thinks that the other person does not know, and the other person pretends that he does not know.

The two of them were so confused. The one who thought the other didn't know the situation asked questions like a student.

The other one pretended not to know and answered the questions like a teacher.

"Didn't the imperial doctor just say that although the wound was a bit deep, it didn't damage the muscles or bones. It was just a minor injury. It happened that you can recover on the road. You must not abandon your official career for personal reasons."

Faced with Zhao Zheng's answer, Prince Zhu Biao did not persist, and Zhao Zheng did not continue to deepen this aspect.

Because both of them knew that this was just an introduction to the following questions.

"Mr. Zhao, I have been in the deep palace for a long time, and I often feel that my views on many things are full of one-sidedness. I wonder, Mr. Zhao, if you have any good ways to solve this problem?"

After caring about it, Prince Zhu Biao and Zhao Zheng admired the flowers and plants of Bowang Forest again. After admiring them, the topic finally came.

"Go back to Your Highness, haven't you already told me the answer?"

Prince Zhu Biao did not express his doubts directly, so naturally Zhao Zheng would not answer directly. He would do what he should do and what he could do according to his status.

In terms of grasping the scale of this kind of thing, Zhao Zheng can say that no matter how big the world is, no one can control him.

After all, even if he makes a mistake, it doesn't matter. He still has many opportunities to come back, but others don't.

"Did you say it?"

Prince Zhu Biao recalled what he had just said.

The answer is in the question.

The problem is that he has been in the palace for a long time and his view of things tends to become one-sided.

"Master Zhao, what you mean is that I should go out of the palace more often to visit privately in secret, to be considerate of the people's sentiments?"

"No, it's okay for Your Majesty to do this. But it won't have any good effect on Your Highness, the Crown Prince."

Zhao Zheng shook his head. After seeing from the corner of his eye that Prince Zhu Biao had unknowingly taken off his disguise and turned into a good student who respected his teachers, he did not intend to be the Riddler anymore.

After all, it was a bit too tiring to be like this. When had he ever been wronged like this?

"Your Majesty, does your Majesty know what is the difference between you and His Majesty?"

"Between me and my father? It should be the insight and control of the world."

Prince Zhu Biao thought for a while and thought of his father. Emperor Zhu Chongba was obviously the same as himself, and even went out of the palace less often than himself, but he never made mistakes in his insight and control of everything in the world.

Even if there are errors, they can be quickly covered or corrected.

why?

"Yes, and neither."

"Your Majesty, please think about it, why does your Majesty love all the people and hate the powerful ministers? On the other hand, all the people love you and the powerful ministers are afraid of you."

"In other words, why are all the officials in the court so supportive of you, Your Highness, and looking forward to the day when you ascend the throne..."

"Wei Chen can find a ready-made answer for His Highness. As for how much you can understand, it depends on you, Your Highness."

After Zhao Zheng told the question, he waved to Jiang Xian and whispered in his ear. After Jiang Xian got the prince's nod, he immediately ordered one of his men to do what Zhao Zheng asked.

"My father was born in a young age, so he is well aware of the sufferings of the people and has always been kind to them, so he is loved by the people."

"As for the civil and military officials... my father has nothing to gain from his eyes, and he has a military background, so he resorts to iron-blooded tactics..."

Obviously Prince Zhu Biao also knows the answer, he understands everything.

It's not that his character as a prince lacks iron blood, but that the second emperor of a dynasty that has completed its unification and has had few wars in the world does not need much iron blood.

He has always done this, so the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty are looking forward to the day when he ascends the throne.

"It is also."

Zhao Zheng nodded without further expansion, and the two of them continued walking forward.

The atmosphere in the scene becomes quiet.

Anyone can answer the question that Prince Zhu Biao asked just now, and his question also came with an answer, so both of them knew that this was just the beginning.

The question that Prince Zhu Biao really wants to ask is how he learned the methods of the Zhao family and won the hearts of the people of the world.

However, it is too difficult to learn other people's methods and ask others how to do this.

"Master Zhao, do you think the existence of Bowang Forest can last for tens of thousands of years?"

Borrowing things can express one's feelings, and it can also conceal one's true purpose.

It wasn't until Prince Zhu Biao saw that the road under his feet was coming to an end that he finally overcame the embarrassment in his heart.

He wants to be a good emperor, he wants to be a good emperor.

In his heart, he didn't want to go against Zhao Fu. He always felt that Zhao Fu was right.

So in order to find that balance, he still took that step and looked at Zhao Zheng with sincere eyes.

"Ten thousand years? Maybe."

Zhao Zheng looked at the trees around him and did not give a definite answer at the first time.

"But Weichen knows that something has existed for tens of millions of years."

"Is there something that has existed for eons?"

Prince Zhu Biao had doubts on his face, waiting for Zhao Zheng's answer.

Zhao Zheng also directly pointed him in the direction of the answer.

That's the direction where the monument stands.

"His Royal Highness, you said that as ministers, we often wish His Majesty long live, is it true?"

"Of course not."

There were only two people in the scene, and Prince Zhu Biao and Zhao Zheng were neither people who dared to disobey the imperial power, so one dared to ask and the other dared to answer.

"Yeah, not really."

"But the suffering of all people has really gone through thousands of years. Wouldn't it be better for princes, generals and ministers to live in this world?"

When Prince Zhu Biao heard these eight words, he felt a different kind of throb from his heart to his mind for the first time.

Looking at Zhao Zheng next to him, he felt a kind of fear in his heart just like his father.

But he still wanted to make amends, find an answer, find a solution.

"Master Zhao, can't this kind of suffering be solved?"

"can!"

"Um???"

Prince Zhu Biao thought Zhao Zheng would answer no, but who knew that Zhao Zheng gave him an affirmative answer.

He felt his heartbeat speeding up. It turned out that Zhao Mansion had already figured it out!I should have asked earlier!

"Master Zhao! What should I do?"

"That's the answer."

Prince Zhu Biao followed the direction Zhao Zheng pointed to him and looked back.

It was Jiang Xian. He was bringing a peasant woman over with a baby in her arms.

"This is……"

Prince Zhu Biao was puzzled.

"Your Highness, have you seen the straw sandals this lady is wearing?"

"Saw."

Subconsciously, Prince Zhu Biao lowered his head and looked at the shoes he was wearing.

The exquisite craftsmanship is worth a thousand pieces of money.

"Your Highness, have you seen this aunt's stooped back and the fear in her eyes?"

"Saw."

He also saw Jiang Xian's straight back beside him.

"Then, Your Highness, can you see this lady's rough hair? Her sun-stained face? The patches on her clothes? And her knees that are always imagining, preparing, and bending?"

"Tell me, will that infant child be as knowledgeable as you in the future?"

"I can help..."

Prince Zhu Biao's subconscious words were directly interrupted by Zhao Zheng.

"You can't help, because besides this one, there are tens of thousands of others in the world!"

"Your Highness, you can build a house for him, but you cannot and will not build a Yingtian Mansion for him!"

"Through the ages of suffering, princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?"

boom!

"His Royal Highness, the general will bring you here!"

boom!

"Farmer woman, peasant woman has met His Highness the Crown Prince."

boom!

"Your Highness, it's time for the humble ministers to set off."

There was no wind in Bowanglin at the moment, and the sunlight was clearly not blocked. However, all the hairs on Prince Zhu Biao's body stood up.

Facing the kneeling ceremony of the three people, he felt for the first time the answer that Zhao Zheng had just given, like a light on his back.

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