Chapter 88: The First Literary Talent in the World

vil and military officials in the Taihe Palace seemed to hear the thunderous roars of thousands of soldiers charging into battle, the tattered banners flapping in the dim light, corpses and broken arm...Chapter 88: The First Scholar in the World

"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince!"

Ignoring Li Qing's expressions of gratitude, Li Chen turned and left the bodies of the grandfather and grandson.

Looking at Zhao Rui who was following behind him, Li Chen said: "I didn't dare to look too much. I always felt like many souls were asking me, why is it so difficult for them to just have a full meal Why are they so cold Why are they so miserable"

Zhao Rui noticed this detail.

She stared blankly at Li Chen.

She had seen Li Chen as incompetent and directionless, with no ambition.

I've also seen Li Chen be ruthless, cunning as a fox.

I have seen Li Chen's bloodthirsty and brutal side, he kills without remorse.

Only now had he never seen Li Chen, exhausted and full of remorse.

This is clearly because of a natural disaster, and because Zhao Jianye was cruel and ordered the massacre of disaster victims. It has nothing to do with Li Chen.

But Li Chen, it seems, blamed it all on himself.

For some reason, Zhao Rui suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She felt dirty and impure, unworthy of standing beside Li Chen.

"Your Highness."

Zhaorui spoke with difficulty, her lips pale as she said: "Before they died, they must have been grateful to Your Lordship."

"Is that so"

Li Chen murmured, more like to himself, "So be it."

"Seeing Li Chen walk towards the East Palace, Zhao Rui suddenly said, 'Your Highness, this concubine has something to say.'"

Zhao Xuanji indeed had me keeping an eye on the prince's every move. Any unusual activity, who he met, and what was said, all had to be reported.

Li Chen stopped in his tracks, gazing at Zhao Rui.

That gaze, cold and distant like ice.

Zhao Rui's heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed the words about the poison that were already on her lips.

She didn't dare to speak.

She was afraid that Li Chen would, in a fit of rage, execute her directly.

She was even more afraid of ending up like Zhao Jianye, being brutally tortured and killed before she could die peacefully.

"Is that all" Li Chen asked.

Zhao Rui spoke with difficulty: "No, it's gone."

After staring at Zhao Rui for a while, Li Chen suddenly said faintly, "Alright, this palace understands. You may return to the East Palace now."

Zhao Rui was taken aback. She hadn't expected Li Chen to not punish her.

"Your servant obeys," Zhao Rui whispered.

Li Chen summoned Li Qing and asked him to escort Zhao Rui back to the East Palace with several Jinyiwei guards.

"Go and call the Three Treasures."

After giving his orders, Li Chen casually found a restaurant and ordered two small dishes. After a while, San Bao hurried over.

"The Princess Consort is suspect, thoroughly investigate everyone around her." Li Chen commanded.

The Three Treasures respectfully replied.

"Have there been any updates from the Ninth Prince"

Saba replied, “After Zhao Xuanji attended the court meeting, he went to see the Ninth Prince and spoke about asking the Ninth Prince to take charge of disaster relief. The Ninth Prince was very excited and thought he would make a great achievement. After Zhao Xuanji left, Empress Dowager personally instructed the Ninth Prince on how to prepare for disaster relief.”

Li Chen casually tossed a peanut into his mouth and said, "Where's Zhao Xuanji"

After Zhao Xuanji left the palace, he summoned some ministers to discuss assisting the ninth prince with disaster relief.

"For this matter, Zhao Xuanji will do his best to help the Ninth Prince because he wants to secure benefits for him. Otherwise, Zhao Jianye would have died in vain."

Li Chen said faintly, "First, keep an eye on things, let go of nothing. Also, send some good men out to kill all of Zhao Jianye's relatives."

"Slave obeys."

Li Chenggang was just about to get up and leave when he heard a group of scholars at the next table chatting.

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