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King Su personally cleaned up the government and the treasury. For a while, the officialdom in Suzhou was turbulent, and everyone was in danger.

The thunderous tactics displayed by Xuanyuan Hui finally made the officials realize that King Su is no longer that rogue boy who pretended to be crying, fainted, and vomited blood at the gate of the city, and he was no longer that absurd prince who muddled through and feared mediocrity.

He is also the same as his ancestors, with ambition surging in his blood and ambition shining in his eyes.

On this day, Xuanyuan Hui went to the military camp to train soldiers, while Zhao Xu took his entourage to Dafazhuang Temple in the northern suburbs of Suzhou alone, made a pot of tea, and waited quietly.

Around noon, a small green gauze cart entered the monastery from the small path, and a man wearing a veiled cap came down, and the waiters around him didn't dare to ask more questions, they just went up to the temple until Bai Su personally led him into the meditation room.

The man took off his veiled cap, even though Bai Su, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help being stunned, not to mention the Hu-Han prince, he thought his son was already a rare handsome man in the world, but he never expected this man Yan Rushunhua, Xia Mingyu Ying, appearance is even more than Zhao Xu.

The man didn't open his mouth after he came in, he just stared fixedly at Zhao Xu from head to toe, as if trying to find out some unsolved mystery from him.

Zhao Xu also didn't get up, still lazily leaning on the table, letting him look at her.

"Concubine Su." The man finally spoke, his voice was like a spring hitting a stone, it was extremely pleasant.

Zhao Xu sneered, "He's not here."

"Oh..." The man said thoughtfully, "Yingchuan Zhao Nineteen."

Zhao Xu nodded in agreement, "Captain Prince Consort."

The man shook his head and said with a smile: "He is also in the future."

Only then did Zhao Xu get up, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Changning, it's been a long time!"

This person is actually the son-in-law of Princess Xiaohui, Cui Jinghu, the most popular celebrity in the Deng party at present!

"Brother Yangguang!" The two sat down humbly, Cui Jinghu complimented: "It has been five years since we parted in Chang'an back then, Nineteenth Lang is so elegant and elegant, and his style is still the same, which makes people very envious."

Zhao Xu also said humbly: "Oh, no matter what, I have already married someone else's wife. I am so romantic and magnanimous, it has long been a thing of the past. On the other hand, brother Changning, who walks the center at a young age, and is the son-in-law of the royal family. Envious."

"Jiji camp, trapped in the land of tigers and wolves, how can it compare to brother Yang Guang lying high on the east mountain, unrestrained and unrestrained?"

Zhao Xu refills tea for him personally, "I'm afraid this tea is a bit stale, and this spring water is no more than an ordinary mountain spring, it can't compare to the fragrant tea in Beijing, please brother Changning."

Cui Jinghu took a sip, "Good tea."

Both of them stopped talking until Zhao Xu said, "I heard that the Deng party took you to participate in the suppression of the rebels, and you took a detour to come here, so no one will notice?"

"Zhao Shijiu, you are well-informed, and I have my own way," Cui Jinghu put down the teacup, and said seriously, "I have never had the slightest intention to compete with you. If I become this son-in-law, even if I don't If you ruin my life, I'm afraid you will also ruin my reputation after death."

This is to put aside the relationship with Deng Dang, Zhao Xu narrowed his eyes and said, "Really?"

Cui Jinghu's expression was as expected, so he shook his head and said: "I heard that you sent a message to all the six surnames in Hedong, except Liu's, and only my Cui's... involving the family, I am naturally anxious , and thought of untying the joint between you and me, there is no other way than my personal visit, so I came here uninvited."

He was so sincere, Zhao Xu let go of half of his defenses, "Since you are honest with each other, then I will not go around in circles. You have been in the Deng party for three or four years, even if you keep saying that you are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han, you will not treat Xuanyuan's family well." It’s all sincere, but will the prince believe it, all the ministers in Suzhou will believe it, and all living beings in the world will believe it?"

Cui Jinghu smiled wryly, "This is also my concern, but Zhao Shijiu, to be honest, your situation is not much better than mine, right? I have a dark future because I became Deng's son-in-law, but you What? It seems that you have become the daughter-in-law of the royal family, and you have mixed oil with Xuanyuan Huihao's honey, and you are in love with each other, but the emperor's heart is unpredictable, and I am afraid that you will be caught between the clan and the royal family in the end. Dilemma, broken..."

He didn't say any more, Zhao Xu closed his eyes - even though he and Xuanyuanhui had agreed three chapters to trust each other and not to hide anything, but after a long time, after the death of the late emperor, the Bairi Society was all in Xuanyuanhui However, in the eyes of the Hedong gentry, including Zhao Xu's father, King Su was nothing but He is a rare commodity, and Zhao Xu's marriage to him is only a matter of entitlement. In the future, he will definitely set things right, leave the back house, and become a powerful minister on behalf of the gentry.

Bairi Society is a pure royalist party, if they have the opportunity to weaken the gentry, they will definitely not be relentless, even if they can take advantage of the chaos to completely destroy the gentry, and the imperial power will be supreme from now on, they may immediately kill Zhao Xu.

As for the gentry family, whether the emperor's surname is Deng or Xuanyuan is the same for them. Whoever can make the gentry prosper, still ringing and eating, not eating fireworks in the world, whoever is the real dragon emperor in the eyes of the gentry, Xuanyuan Hui If you can't do it, someone can do it.

"What does King Su think of our gentry?" Cui Jinghu looked at the sun.

Zhao Xu knew that he was anxious, so he kept the story short, "Tell me, I'm afraid you won't believe it. I have been in Suzhou for five years, and I rarely talked about the gentry with him, and he never said a word about the future arrangements for the gentry. As for his manner……"

He smiled wryly, "Except for me, King Su's confidantes all come from poor families."

"But he picked three people that day, and all of them were from noble families. Why?"

"This is the contradiction of the first emperor," Zhao Xu sighed, "The poor are more likely to be bought, and most of them are members of the Deng party. The gentry likes to watch the fire from the other side. Marrying a gentry may not get all the money from the gentry. Support, at least the gentry is unlikely to fall to the Deng party, this is one. Second, our gentry is the best at strategizing, and his good son will need it in the future."

Cui Jinghu couldn't help being stunned, "No wonder he picked you in the end. How did he know that you were full of money when you were in Taixue, thinking about opening a shop to collect money and information?"

Zhao Xu had smiled wryly many times today, "Maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe..."

He glanced at Cui Jinghu, and hid the secrets of the Bairi Society back into his stomach, "I didn't know anything about Xuanyuan before. What I'm worried about is that this is the beginning."

The adulterer of Princess Xiaohui was killed by Xuanyuan Huang, and when mentioning this person, Cui Jinghu couldn't help but show a bit of ridicule, "Your little prince is quite interesting."