How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Looking at Shen Yuan's moved expression, Xie Chengze paused, as if he was a little confused, "Why are you still crying? Are you so moved?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuan came back to his senses and subconsciously reached out to touch his face.

I touched my dry face and there was no trace of moisture.

"Hehe, you're so easy to fool." Xie Chengze stretched out his hand and pretended to laugh silently.

Shen Yuan: ...

Why is he so rude...!

Taking a deep breath, Shen Yuan suppressed the urge to spank him, "In that case, I have already thought of an identity for you to return to Beijing."

The identity of the Second Prince was obviously not enough, so Shen Yuan thought of a very suitable identity for him, which would allow him to return to Beijing and enter the palace, but also would not be under the control of Xie Jinyu, allowing Xie Chengze to appear in public openly.

He said slowly, "The Imperial Master of the Jian'an Dynasty."

Throughout history, many dynasties had the position of imperial preceptor, who held a high status in the palace and could usually enter and leave the palace freely. His purpose was to interpret the auspicious or disastrous changes in the celestial phenomena for the emperor and suggest that the emperor take certain measures to resolve the crisis.

The former is similar to Guo Tiling's position, but Xie Chengze cannot interpret celestial phenomena. He only needs to convey the content of celestial phenomena interpreted by Guo Tiling, which saves Guo Tiling from making a long trip.

As for the latter, it is equivalent to calming Xie Jinyu's emotions and avoiding tyranny when Xie Jinyu's tyrannical personality emerges.

Nowadays, the reputation of Xianyu Xianchang is on the rise, and when Xie Jinyu persuaded the ministers to resist the earthquake, he would use "the natural disaster predicted by the great master". This would just be a good opportunity for Xie Chengze to bear the title of "the great master" and become the national teacher of the Jian'an Dynasty.

In this way, when they predicted disasters based on their memories of previous lives, they no longer needed to pass the inspection of the Heavenly Supervisor. They could directly use the national teacher's predictions as reason to convince the ministers to take precautions against disasters in advance.

Xie Chengze thought this was very good.

Mr. Imperial Master.

It sounds so cool, it’s so high-end!

Xie Chengze couldn't help but stand up, shook off the water on his hands, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky with his head held high, "Lord Shen, call me the Imperial Master!"

Shen Yuan also waved his hands, pretending to be respectful, bent down, raised his hands and bowed, "Greetings, Master Imperial Master!"

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The warm light of the midday sun shone down, shining on the two of them generously. Zhu Xiaobiao stood in the distance, watching the scene with a smile. Wuhen and Wuji sat on the illuminated eaves with their long legs crossed, their eyes cast down softly, with extraordinary warmth.

Xie Shoujun and Xie Zimiao were walking over from a distance. They had changed out of their dusty old clothes and gradually stepped into the light, walking slowly towards the two of them. One of them was calm and composed, while the other was smart and well-behaved.

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The Golden Palace was covered with dark clouds.

Shen Yuan proposed to recommend Xianyu Xianchang as the National Master of Jian'an. This made the crown prince furious. He ordered people to come in and drag Shen Yuan out and chop him into pieces. All the ministers trembled in fear and advised Shen Yuan that this matter was of great importance and that it was not appropriate to make a decision too early and that he should be cautious.

Shen Yuan looked calm, like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. "Your Highness, please consider this carefully."

After the court session, Shen Yuan was called to the East Palace.

"Shen Yuan! Don't think I don't know what you are up to!" Xie Jinyu looked at Shen Yuan sinisterly and threw the memorial he wrote at him. "Do you think that just because he has taken the position of the Imperial Master, I can't have him all to myself?!"

Shen Yuan leaned over and picked up the memorial on the ground. "What's wrong with this proposal? The Second Prince can return to the palace to accompany the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince can also sleep with the Second Prince in his arms."

On the way back, although Xie Chengze did not explain why the prince depended on him, he said that the prince just wanted to sleep with him more often at night.

So Shen Yuan felt that this proposal was totally fine.

If the ministers found out that the two of them slept in the same room and thought it was against the rules, the worst that could happen was that they could just argue that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was looking for the Imperial Preceptor to discuss serious matters at night.

Xie Jinyu: “…”

Shen Yuan, sometimes your thoughts are so pure that even I find it incredible.

"When the Crown Prince accompanies the Second Prince to sleep at night, please remember not to press on him." Shen Yuan said worriedly, "The Second Prince's body cannot stand the torture now."

Xie Jinyu: “…”

Xie Jinyu had never felt so powerless.

Under Shen Yuan's pure and upright concern, his selfish thoughts were extremely dirty, like a rat in a dark ditch, unable to be exposed to the sun.

Is that why second brother always has his eyes on Shen Yuan?

They are such clean people.

Get close to each other and support each other.

In the court, when it comes to the status of the emperor and his subjects, he undoubtedly occupies a high position and controls the power of life and death, but in terms of his personality, he is the one that people look up to.

"Go away." Xie Jinyu held his brows weakly, not wanting to look at Shen Yuan again.

Shen Yuan bowed slightly and left.

In the study, Xie Jinyu closed his eyes silently. After a long time, he slightly opened his eyes, and a sad and bitter smile quietly spread across his moon-like eyes.

He stood up, left the study, and paced slowly in the East Palace.

As a residence of power second only to the emperor, it was still desolate and sparsely populated. As far as Xie Jinyu could remember, his father the emperor and his mother the queen seldom visited him. Apart from checking his homework and accepting punishments, he had almost no chance to see them.

They don't love him.

It was difficult for a young child to accept this fact. He found that his father always went to Chenghuan Palace, and his father looked kind and doting at the brother whom he wanted to call the Second Imperial Brother. He watched his father use all kinds of toys to make him laugh, and hold him up high, and there was laughter everywhere.

He waited for his father's arrival in the East Palace, and said to his father in a cautious and shy manner that he wanted the same treatment, but his father just frowned slightly and said coldly, "You are the crown prince, you can't be so unruly."

Prince...

He didn't want to be the crown prince, he just wanted his father to smile at him like that.

Instead of the indifferent, nonchalant look like now, as if they were not father and son.

He also saw his mother looking at his second brother at the banquet. The look in her eyes was different from the calm and dissatisfied look when she looked at him. It was as if she was looking at someone through the other person, filled with sadness, love and hate.

They don't love their own sons, they love other people's children.

Xie Jinyu was once jealous of Xie Chengze.

Why can he get what he wants so easily?

Why did they take away his father and mother?

Why wasn't he the one who lost his family and suffered whipping?

Why, why is he alone and helpless, while he can be blessed with love? !

What should he do to get love?

If Xie Chengze no longer existed, would he still get that love?

At the New Year's banquet, the smiling little child crawled out of Concubine Hua's arms and quietly left the table. He stood by the lake and stretched out his little feet tentatively, as if he wanted to see if the ice could support his weight.

That year, it was not cold and the ice was not thick.

Just push him down and make it look like the ice is cracked...

Xie Jinyu stretched out her hand for some unknown reason.