Chapter 340: A Thorn in My Eye, a Flesh Wound

is last chance. If his answer failed to satisfy the Prince, he would truly be finished today.Under fear, Zheng Baorong directly said: "I know, I know some.""Just know some Or all" Li Chen asked impass...Chapter 340: A thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh

Zhao Xuanji calmly looked at Li Yinhǔ, waiting for him to finish his heartfelt words. After a long while, he slowly said: "Just play it by ear."

Li Yinhu suddenly came into contact with the Long family, which led to retaliation from the East Palace. In Zhao Xuanji's view, this was indeed not a good thing.

But it's not that bad either.

Li Yinhu had no foundation and could only rely on himself, but who dared to say that King Zhao was really as gentle and humble as he appeared

To an outsider, Zhao Xuanji's ability to govern for so long might seem effortless. However, if he truly couldn't detect any hints or take precautions, his reign wouldn't have lasted this long.

Having said that, while it's a tricky situation, it's not entirely a bad thing.

At least let Zhao Xuance see that the King Zhao he supports still has his own thoughts.

All the means were ultimately a little immature, and things ended up being messed up.

Since you messed it up, you need to step in and clean it up yourself.

That also happens to be a good opportunity to remind King Zhao that without our support, he can't do anything.

A moment of silence fell between them, each lost in their own thoughts.

Li Yinhu hid his most ruthless and vicious side deep within himself. Who dared say that Zhao Xuanji's underestimation of him now was not intentional

A king who dared to plot the assassination of the prince, how shallow can he possibly be

At this time, one more person arrived late.

His appearance made the already relatively calm atmosphere outside Taihe Hall suddenly tense.

West Mountain Province Transport Commissioner, Zhao Heshan!

In a formal attire, Zhao Heshan hurried forward with the marks of exhaustion from travel. It was clear that he had rushed here in a hurry.

With a stoic expression and long strides, Zhao Heshan walked towards them, drawing everyone's attention.

With a sweep of his gaze, Zhao Heshan came to the front of Zhao Xuanji and Li Yinhǔ, bowing and saying: "My humble self, Zhao Heshan, greets King Zhao, and greets the Grand Preceptor."

Zhao Xuanji smiled with a hint of mockery and said, "So Zhao Dairen has graced us with his presence."

Two people with an age difference of half a century, related by blood, and intertwined with love and hate, found themselves once again in front of the Taihe Hall after many years.

Zhao He Shan's expression was neither humble nor arrogant as he said, "Such a big thing has happened in Xishan Province, Your Highness sent someone to have the official return to Beijing immediately to report his duties. The official did not dare to neglect, travelling day and night, finally catching up."

Zhao Xuanji said calmly: "The situation in Xishan Province has always been chaotic. The court has been quite critical of Zhao's performance, and now this big mess has happened. Has Zhao thought about how to explain it"

Zhao Heshan calmly said: "The only thing I ask for is to be worthy of the heavens, worthy of my heart, worthy of the people above, and worthy of all the people."

These four words seem to have been deliberately said for Zhao Xuanji to hear.

Zhao Xuanji stared intently at Zhao Shanhe, and sneered coldly: "Good, very good. Sir Zhao, you are truly worthy of your name. Then those officials who accused you of being tyrannical in the court have indeed disgraced themselves."

"Justice lies in the hearts of the people." Zhao Shanhe's answer was firm and resolute.

The bystanders were silent, none daring to speak.

Zhaoxuanji was extremely angry.

Zha He Shan was a promising young talent whom he had personally mentored and cultivated for many years. However, due to differences in political views, their relationship gradually deteriorated, leading them to part ways and become bitter enemies. But now, Zha He Shan has been found by the prince and has an opportunity to make a comeback.

And now, here stood Zhao Heshan, dressed in the official robes of a prefect, chest puffed out, shouting about justice and the righteousness of people's hearts. To Zhao Xuanji, he was a thorn in his side, a splinter in his flesh – killing him wouldn't ease his anger.lar fourth-rank official. It was undoubtedly an excellent place for polishing one's reputation."Zhao Heshan said solemnly, "Your Highness has a discerning eye, I admire you greatly.""For these reasons...