Throne Steps

The child's mother died, but she gave Li Chen a big gift before she died.

The person who directly ordered her to approach Xia Luo was actually one of the 48 members of the royal court meeting!When Li Chen heard this name, he almost woke up from a dream.

"But if he is on the side of the great lord as you expected, what's the use?" Kaga folded his arms and leaned beside him, "Don't say he listens to you, it's fine if he doesn't fight against you .”

Li Chen put his feet up on the table: "But if it wasn't for this woman, we wouldn't even know that this courtier is from the great lord's side, would we?"

Kaga raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say?"

"The woman died before saying her name, which means it should be a secret." Li Chen rubbed his chin, "The courtiers are the clues, that big nobleman will not allow this secret to be revealed."

"so?"

"So, let's talk about the conditions, Mr. Deputy Head." Li Chen put his feet on the table, "Tell him, we will keep this matter a secret, and we will not let the big lord know that we already know that he is the big lord." The lord's dark thread."

He was a bit convoluted, but Kaga understood: "We keep him a secret? Then what do you want him to exchange?"

"We hope that he will do us a little favor at the right time. This small favor will not make him betray the great lord, nor will it harm his own interests." Li Chen smiled, "How? It's a good deal, right? "

Kaga frowned: "This sounds too simple, so simple that it's hard to believe."

"That depends on our vice-head Yan Ying's smooth tongue." Li Chen put down his legs, stood up, approached Ka Jia and patted him on the shoulder, "Such a small matter, we can definitely get it done ,Right?"

Kaga brushed his hand away: "Are you sure that's it? He may not be reliable at critical times."

"Whether it's a lure or a threat, it's up to you to decide what to do." Li Chen withdrew his hand indifferently, and walked towards the door, "Don't let him get away, Ka Jia."

Kaga looked at his back: "That...what exactly do you want?"

"You'll know soon." Li Chen replied without turning his head. He walked past Xia Luo and patted Xia Luo on the shoulder.

"To be honest, you are really lucky. You have picked up a son for nothing, and you have locked up a ticket in advance."

Xia Luo asked suspiciously, "...a ticket?"

Li Chen blinked: "Shhh—"

In early February, Saenz secretly returned to his private house, and the subordinates who disguised themselves as him and went out to confuse the sight also returned here.

Saenz opened the door of the study, and what he saw was Li Chen lying on the couch.

He was dressed in regular clothes and looked a bit unkempt, with his legs resting on the coffee table in front of him.There were several stacks of materials piled up on the coffee table, and Li Chen also took a copy in his hand.Seeing Saenz who opened the door, he lifted up the file and shook it: "The 48-person file sent by Sean just arrived today, don't mind me reading it first."

"You've seen it all, and you still ask me?"

Saenz took off his coat while laughing, and hung it on the coat rack by the door: "You wrote earlier and said you picked up a ticket, what's going on?"

"It's just Xia Luo's good luck." Li Chen put his legs down, "However, this gave me an idea."

"Every time you have a new idea, it's the prelude to a big drama." Saenz walked to him and sat down, "Tell me."

"Before that, let me make sure—" Li Chen moved his butt silently, moving away from him, "You went to see the little prince? How did it turn out?"

"Are you doubting my ability, or are you doubting the tacit understanding between us?" Saen Siming watched Li Chen move away, amused in his heart, but ignored him for the time being, just said, "Of course it's going according to plan .”

Li Chen glanced at him: "I just guessed that you were going to be sealed, but I don't know what your plan is."

"Okay, then I'll make it clear." Saenz knew that Li Chen asked knowingly, but he still replied, "I told the little prince about my purpose, and asked him to find a way to whisper to the king."

"That's it?" Li Chen raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to explain the steps to be completed with him?"

dong dong!

The two stopped talking, and the butler came in with a cart to deliver tea.Li Chen's nose moved, and a smell of ginger rushed into the tip of his nose, which seemed to be used to warm up Saenz.

The butler brought different teas for the two, then went out and closed the door gently.

"The little prince... has grown up too." Saenz stood up and walked to the window. The white snow outside the window was melting, and occasionally greenery appeared on the branches. "I won't control it so strictly. Children's resistance The heart is terrible."

"Are you talking about yourself? Rebelling against your own father or something..." Li Chen glanced at his back, bowed and took a sip of the cup of tea in front of him, "But, the little prince can really do it Is it? In my impression, he is still as stupid as he was back then."

"It's easy to be stupid." Saenz said without turning his head, and the heat condensed into fog on the window. "If he is too shrewd, the king will doubt him."

"That's right, that old fox won't easily fall into the trap." Li Chen looked in his direction and smiled, "Nine truths and one falsehood can deceive people."

"How can you say it's a lie?" Saenz turned his head and turned his eyes to Li Chen's direction, "I just hope that as a father, he can better accept his son's opinion."

Li Chen just lowered his eyes, staggering the eyes of Saenz.He looked at the tea in the cup and shook it: "So, you actually hinted to the little prince."

"It's just a hint that he mentioned the method of voting to the king." Saenz simply turned around and looked directly at Li Chen, "Otherwise, I'll apply for a sealing order, and he will figure out another solution for me Wouldn't it be a waste of time to find a way?"

Li Chen put down his teacup: "Then what else does he want to do, toss a coin?"

"Let's not discuss this now..." Saenz leaned his back against the window sill, "You just said you have an idea, what exactly do you mean?"

Li Chen pushed forward the ginger tea that the housekeeper poured to Saenz: "Before I say anything, you should drink this first."

In February, the spring is cold and cold.

Saenz sent orders to various people across the league, some simple, some complex, some not so different from what these people were doing.These people executed it as an ordinary order, and their lives continued as before.

But some things are quietly fermenting.

In March, a little news broke out in the Ainuma Temple-people found the early works of the poet Farrell on the utensils used in the temple!

This incident caused quite a stir in the literati circle.In fact, after so many years, it is well known that poems are engraved on the handrail of the mountain steps of the Ainuma Temple.And every time it is repaired due to weathering, these railings will be replaced with new works, which can be said to keep up with the trend of the times.Some cultural people, even the authors whose works have been engraved, will visit the field to experience this exquisite design for themselves.

But what everyone doesn't know is that Farrell's poems entered the temple so early and have been well maintained by the temple.After careful searching, people also found that the authors of most of the poems carved on the utensils in the temple are very famous today!

But these engraved verses are all their early works, the kind that don't even mark the author's name.This shows what?It shows that the Ainuma Temple is very discerning!

Those who are interested asked the authors of the carved works, and the authors confirmed these things generously. Farrell even said: "I know, I went to see it with my own eyes when the temple was newly completed. It was a beautiful scene that I will never forget in my life.”

As a result, the Ainuma Temple has once again become a hot spot for cultural tourism, and even some well-known writers will come to visit and find some sentences on the utensils in person.

When this matter fermented, Lichen himself was in Zhuoya Qiuming, the "City in the Sky".He listened to the black swan's report on the recent passenger flow and the "celebrity quotes" that appeared in the guestbook, and ordered: "Okay, let the literary association send someone to the old stubborn old school to show them off and lure them to us." Take a look at the temple, they will love it."

By now, Fudexi already understood what Li Chen and his fellow were going to do. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You spent so much time just for the ticket of the education officer of the royal school? Even if it's a grand meeting, they will Two votes?"

"They themselves have two votes, but don't their students still have votes? Not to mention the royal family, there are also their students in the families of dukes and ministers." Li Chen smiled, "The point is, they claim to be noble and are absolutely neutral. Other neutral people are likely to use them as a wind vane."

People are herd animals. If a person who doesn't know where to go sees that a trusted person has set off, he may subconsciously follow the other person's footsteps.

"Since this is the case, it is even more impossible for them to defect so easily." Fudexi said, "Otherwise, they would not have been absolutely neutral under the eyes of the king for so long."

"Who said it's that simple?" Li Chen smiled, "Don't worry, even steel can be corroded."

Fudexi didn't know what material the "steel" was made of, so he frowned and said, "What?"

"It's nothing." Li Chen smiled, "Here's the pen, I'm going to write a private letter to the president of our chamber of commerce."

In May, the melting pot performance came as scheduled.

Through the poster promotion, the audience actually knew what the show was about.It is precisely because of knowing that everyone is looking forward to it even more, and it is even more difficult to find tickets for the melting pot performance.

Even though the Pessa Theater has been renovated under the sponsorship of the Chamber of Commerce to accommodate a flexible stage, and it provides more seats for the audience, it still cannot meet the needs of the people for cultural activities.

When the band began to audition, some great writers with outstanding achievements in the literary world quietly appeared on the scene. They had a contemptuous look of "everyone is drunk but I am alone". When they entered the theater and saw who was sitting next to them, they immediately scared up.

"Hello, teacher... Long time no see, hahaha."

The real masters of literature nodded, and responded as if offering a seat: "Okay, sit down, today is the audience, so there is no need for so many etiquette."

The great writers sat tremblingly, and suddenly thought of something, turned their heads and swept away.

Oh, the old rival from the last awards ceremony is here too, I didn't expect him to grab the tickets too.

——The literati scattered all over the theater did not expect that even if they frequently grabbed tickets by means of their means, it was black swan who deliberately asked the president of the chamber of commerce to pick them up and give them to the literary association!

At the same time, the screenwriter and leading actor of tonight's show are squatting backstage trembling.

Screenwriter: "My teacher is sitting in the audience! The teacher's teacher is also there! I feel like I'm suffocating!"

"You don't have to go on stage anyway!" the leading actor in the red costume roared, "I still have to act crazy and show withdrawal in front of them!"

An actor was passing by, wearing a long golden wig and a holy and delicate white robe.He looked at the two people squatting on the ground, and smiled slightly with his lips hooked: "Fortunately, I only appeared in two scenes."

The screenwriter thought for a while, stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Did you know? There are rumors in the world that His Highness Saenz actually goes to the melting pot performance in disguise every year, and other pure white colors may have done the same."

The character alludes to Saenz's actor: ...I X!

[The author has something to say]: The stalk of ginger tea was when Saenz was beaten into a wheelchair by his father before, so I won’t post it~

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