I want to be a good minister

Chapter 489
"Commander Zong—" Shen Mu stepped into Zongxuan's hall with his usual serious expression.

The high-quality rosewood tables and chairs are complex and exquisite in style. The various exquisite antiques on the antique shelf are of inestimable value when you look closely at them, but they are piled up and randomly placed on them, messy but extravagant.

Shen Mu lowered her gaze, Zongxuan likes luxurious things, this is not the first time she has seen it, even the red brocade is a unique honor for the royal family.

Among the three sects, Zong Xuan was the first to be identified by the four elders. Apart from his handsome appearance, more importantly, he was the only one among the three sects who could be related to the ancient clan.

"Master Shen, you are really a rare visitor. Forgive me for being a little uncomfortable, and it is inconvenient to get up—" Zong Xuan's gaze fell on Shen Bing for a moment, and then he retracted it.

It has not been a day or two since he had feuded with His Royal Highness's personal guards. Originally, he was the one with the most status among the three sects. If it weren't for the obstruction of these personal guards, his Zongli would have been able to reach today's position step by step.

"The Zong Commander is being polite, this subordinate is just a slave." Shen Bing said solemnly, weighing the power among the three sects is what they should do, it was like this when His Highness was in a coma, and now that His Highness wakes up, it may not change.

"On the contrary—" Zongxuan raised his brows, "Master Shen, please speak quickly, who is not a slave here, and we who are slaves occupy high positions, and we are really ashamed." Zongxuan stood up, waved his hand, and the attendant at the side served tea Pour water and move quickly and cleanly.

"What Commander Zong said is that we are slaves. Although the Commander holds the position of commander of the Imperial Guard, he should not forget his position—" Shen didn't drink tea, and didn't even intend to sit down.

"Master Shen, is this what Your Highness means?" Zong Xuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he sneered, it was strange, he begged to see him three times in a row, but was rejected each time.

"Commander Zong, it doesn't matter if it's His Highness's intention or not. You can get in just as much as Ziwei Palace Zongli. Or does Commander Zong think that as long as he holds the position of commander firmly, he can sit back and relax? As for whether His Highness likes it or not, that's up to you." It’s not all on their own merits.”

Zong Xuan's eyes fell on Shen Bing, although, from the moment Shen Bing came in, he knew the purpose of the other party's trip, and it was not because he was afraid that Zongli's family would dominate.

However, even Shen Bing was frightened, lost his concentration and waited for the four great masters to return to the imperial capital, which could only show that Zong Li had seriously threatened them.

As the full power of the government, His Highness and Zongli are so close that they don't even trust them, and what's more, they stop the decoction. Isn't this incident directly poking their hearts?

"I understand what Lord Shen said—" Zongxuan said, and couldn't help laughing wryly, he never had the final say on whether to act or not.

……

Cen Xi sorted out part of the topographic map of Dajing, knowing that she is not good at governing the government, the only thing she can help is water conservancy facilities, and, this time, all she did was give suggestions.

And every suggestion has fully considered all the reasons, and the deadline has been relaxed a lot.

Cen Xi did this because, from all perspectives, the current Dajing has entered an era of gradual decline. Social turmoil and turmoil in various dependent countries are constantly shifting conflicts. If there is no technological explosion, there will be no real progress. With the actual improvement of social strength, this civil strife will soon become excessively nationwide; Cen Xi is extremely serious in historiography and understands the inevitability of dynastic replacement.

Second, the reason still lies with her.These days, even if Cen Xi didn't ask carefully, he still vaguely knew that her identity as Her Royal Highness, apart from some problems, was kept secret in Ziwei Palace. However, in the letter left by the former queen, it was mentioned Several times, when she asked Zong Li to read the manuscript, she deliberately asked.

Zong Li's answer was: Maybe it's because the time hasn't come yet, so don't worry, what should come will still come.

Cen Xi thought to himself, the possibility of this coming is naturally unlikely, because she was not the Lord's Holy Maiden in the first place, and her coma was not a day or two, a month or two months, but a full 15 years , even if it is the real Her Majesty the Holy Maiden who wakes up, the possibility of some kind of ability is unlikely.

However, Cen Xi wants to be stable. She wants to live in a high position in a peaceful era. She cannot choose, but at least she has to be safe and secure and enjoy her sweet love.

"When will Your Majesty come back?" Cen Xi didn't raise his head, the sketch in his hand could be finished tonight, so he raised his head, only feeling a figure approaching, and the sound of water being slowly poured into the teacup on the table.

After Cen Xi asked, he didn't get a response, but his mind was still on the drawing, so he didn't care. It was still early, and there was still some time before Zong Li returned to Ziwei Palace, so Cen Xi didn't answer after asking, thinking about pouring tea It should be Caiyu, if Mingyu has already answered her honestly.

The sound of tea was getting full, but the shadow beside her stood still, as if looking at the drawing in her hand.Cen Xi shook his head with a smile, Caiyu's courage was raised more and more by her, but only Caiyu could make her feel a normal atmosphere.

"Caiyu, do you understand?" Cen Xi moved his fingers quickly, the thin ball in his hand was carefully selected, but it was comparable to a pencil.

There was still no response, Cen Xi frowned, turned his head slightly, and saw a red figure in the corner of his vision, such a huge figure suddenly appeared in his gaze that was rushing to pick jade, and the moment Cen Xi turned his head, The red sound approached in vain, Cen Xi immediately jumped up and jumped out of the desk.

"You—" Cen Xi stretched out his hand, only to find that the thin brush in his hand was already in the man's hand. Only then did he realize that he panicked just now and almost missed the completion of the drawing, but the person in front of him saved her just in time. of a painting.

Zong Xuan?How could he be here, and no one reported it?

Cen Xi subconsciously looked into the hall, there was no one there, even Caiyu and Mingyu were gone, Cen Xi vaguely remembered that Caiyu Mingyu was sent by her to deliver things half a quarter ago, and she has not returned yet.

But, even so, is there no one to stop Ziwei Palace?

Cen Xi took a step back, looking warily at the red robed Zongxuan in front of him. At the moment, Zongxuan looked even more flamboyant. Damn it, how could she have forgotten that after learning her identity, the first thing to deal with was the other ones among the three sects? Two cases.

And Zong Xuan in front of him didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his sudden appearance here, he put down the pen in his hand, his eyes lingered on the whole drawing, and the red robe swayed slightly with the figure of the man , as elegant and luxurious as a peony, the hall immediately became extravagant and luxurious.

Cen Xi was hesitant about how to speak, after all, did she know a little about the special identities of the three sects, or should she stay put and discuss with Zongli later?

"Your Highness is good at painting?" Zongxuan suddenly said in front of him, his voice was gentle, the tone of Qingping did not have the arrogance of the past when he looked at people from above, it was like the fragrance of flowers spreading, just listening to the voice, he felt that the world was peaceful and prosperous, and everything was beautiful.

(End of this chapter)