But in front of the current sage, after all, it can't match the word "loyalty and filial piety".
"Hey! Isn't this the big brother? Why don't you appreciate the beautiful scenery, so you have to stand aside?!"
Suddenly, a suave and suave son's voice sounded behind them.
A boy in a red robe walked into the small pavilion triumphantly.
That beautiful face combined all the advantages of the emperor and Concubine Rong, and it looked even more beautiful than Luo Liyan.
This made the emperor, who always liked to look at beautiful things, immediately beam with joy.
"Jun'er is here, where did he go wild today?! Your father sent someone to find it for a while!" Concubine Rong stood up, smiled and took a brocade handkerchief, and wiped the forehead of the third prince. beads of sweat.
"I'm bored in the palace. I went to the market to see how the people in the capital are doing well, and I went to listen to the storyteller! It's just..." Chu Yujun turned around in the middle of his sentence, his eyes She looked thoughtfully at Chu Youjin who was standing outside the pavilion.
"Just what?" The emperor frowned, but he still looked at the third prince with kindness, "When did you talk to your father and beat around the bush?!"
"It's just that in the streets and alleys of this capital city, Brother Jie Dao is a prince who cultivates himself and governs the country, but he doesn't know how much his father has put in for the stability of Yan Kingdom!" Chu Yujun said, with a raised smile on his face. A bit bitterly displeased.
His words made the emperor's expression a bit colder, but he was not easy to answer, so he frowned and waved to Chu Yujun.
"Don't pay attention to these people. Some people think too much, unlike my Jun'er, who is so caring! I'm really afraid that after a hundred years, Jun'er will be persecuted by someone." The emperor said, his eyes pointed She looked at Chu Youjin who was standing outside the pavilion.
But Chu Youjin didn't answer the words, she still bowed her head respectfully.
Seeing Concubine Rong and the third prince looking at each other triumphantly, Luo Liyan almost couldn't hold back a sneer.
As expected, the prince raised by Yangzhou's thin horse, who has no eyesight, does not have much promise.
Such a casual sentence, thanks to their complacency.
The current emperor is only 40 years old, logically speaking he is in his prime, but he smells like medicine.
Looking at his waxy yellow face and cloudy eyes, he knew that his bones had been hollowed out by all these years of indulging in women.
If he can live for a long time, unless there is an elixir.
It's just that Chu Youjin is also a straight-hearted person, the meaning of the emperor's words is so obvious, he didn't react at all.
Didn't this tell the emperor clearly that if he really passed away for a hundred years and ascended to the throne by himself, he would definitely not let the third prince go? !
Of course, the present sage also saw what Chu Youjin meant, and his face turned red with anger.
"Hurry up and leave! Are you still here blocking my eyes?! How could I have such a stubborn son like you!" The emperor waved his hand impatiently.
But Chu Youjin did not back down, but bent down respectfully.
Then he opened his mouth and said, "Father, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River have been in trouble for more than half a month, and I hope you will order to strip the money to relieve the disaster! To save the people in the south from the fire and water."
"You... It's rare for me to steal half a day's leisure. Don't you know that we can discuss these political matters tomorrow morning?" The emperor was so angry that he threw the teacup in his hand at Chu Youjin.
Although his movement was very powerful, it was inevitable that he missed his aim.