I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 9: Appointment as an official, Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple
Three days later.

On the palace wall.

Qin Yu watched the group of people walking further and further away. She could no longer hold back her emotions. Tears instantly flowed down her cheeks as she cried silently.

"Miss, you have the emperor's decree and can leave the palace at any time. You can even catch up with him now." Chaolu felt uncomfortable watching this and spoke to comfort her.

Qin Yu wiped her tears and did not respond to Zhaolu's words. She just said sadly: "When the young eagle grows up, it will always leave the nest."

Qin Yu stood on the palace wall for a long time, staring blankly at the receding carriage, until he could no longer see any trace of the convoy.

Royal study room.

Emperor Qing was polishing the arrows.

Si Nanbo Fan Jian was waiting on the side.

Chen Pingping sat in a wheelchair and talked about the changes at the border.

"Your Majesty, urgent news from the border: Bloody Clothes Army Commander Li Junxin led 327 soldiers to leave the camp late at night and head straight for Kyoto."

Emperor Qing nodded and said nothing.

"those people……"

"Don't worry about them. From now on, the Bloody Clothes Army will be renamed the Divine Martial Army and will be led by the boss."

Emperor Qing raised his head and spoke casually, then suddenly asked, "What do you think about letting the little fat man go to your Overwatch Council?"

Chen Pingping was startled. Before he could reply, he heard Emperor Qing talking to himself, "Forget it. I guess that little fatty doesn't think highly of your Supervisory Council. That little fatty is so arrogant that he doesn't even think highly of my throne."

"Your Majesty is joking."

Chen Pingping was in charge of the Supervisory Council, which supervised the whole country. He knew a lot about Li Chengzong. He didn't believe that Li Chengzong looked down on the throne.

If he really looked down on them, he would not have sent his retainers to the border to join the army, creating the famous Blood-Clothed Army, nor would he have sent his retainers to do business secretly and earn a huge fortune.

Emperor Qing smiled and said, "Do you think I am joking with you?"

Before he finished speaking, Eunuch Hou walked in with small steps and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, the Third Prince has left the palace and sent a memorial before leaving."

"Let Dean Chen and Si Nanbo see it first."

Chen Pingping stretched out a hand to stop him and uttered four words.

"Out of order."

"You have broken so many rules." Emperor Qing said calmly, without stopping the action of polishing the arrow in his hand.

Chen Pingping and Fan Jian read the memorial one after another, and both showed surprised expressions on their faces.

Chen Pingping was fine, after all, he was in charge of the Supervisory Yuan and knew something about the industries that Li Chengzong had secretly founded, but he didn't understand why Li Chengzong would contribute his industries.

As for Fan Jian, he was simply shocked by the industry founded by Li Chengzong. If the records in the memorial were correct, it would be equivalent to the income of most of the current inner treasury.

"Your Majesty, this is the memorial from the Third Prince offering his inheritance. I, this old minister, am so blind that I actually believed the rumors in Kyoto." Fan Jian sighed and placed the memorial in front of Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing flipped through it casually and looked at Chen Pingping.

"Accident?"

"It is a bit unexpected. I really don't understand your intention."

"Do you think that little fat guy was given to you for free? He has conditions."

Emperor Qing smiled and turned to look at Fan Jian: "Isn't your Ministry of Revenue always complaining about the lack of silver? The property donated by the fat man will be handed over to your Ministry of Revenue. But I want to remind you that I don't want to see another inner treasury."

"Your Majesty, speaking of the inner treasury, the Third Prince is talented enough to be in charge of it." Chen Pingping took the opportunity to suggest.

Fan Jian nodded, then shook his head: "That's true, but since the Third Prince has offered his property, I think he doesn't want to take care of worldly things."

Both of them have their own little calculations, and they are both related to Fan Xian who is far away in Danzhou.

Chen Pingping hopes that Fan Xian will take over the Supervisory Office, while Fan Jian wants Fan Xian to be in charge of the inner treasury in the future. So the best way is to hand over the inner treasury to someone else.

"I have my own arrangements for the little fatty, so you don't have to worry about it." At this time, Li Chengzong didn't know that he had been remembered by Emperor Qing, and was happily preparing to go to his big mansion.

Dingwangfu.

The vermilion gate was wide open, and the side doors on both sides were also open, with two teams of people guarding on both sides.

On one side were the servants of the palace led by Xingzhi, that is, the palace maids brought out from the palace.

On the other side, there are the system guards led by Zhao Huai'en. These people are the backbones who stayed in Beijing in his early years and returned to Beijing due to injuries in recent years to manage Li Chengzong's industry.

"Here he comes. His Highness (the head of the family) is here. Everyone, cheer up."

Xingzhi and Zhao Huai'en spoke at the same time, then stretched their necks to look towards the intersection.

The first to show up was the ceremonial guard carrying the command flag, clearing the way, with swords and shields, sticks and drums, golden cymbals, ceremonial swords, class swords, etc. A series of ceremonial guards passed in front of the palace, and finally a carriage appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the eunuch driving the car immediately took the step and placed it at the get-off position.

The young eunuch got off the car first and reached out to help, but Li Chengzong was so light that he jumped down directly.

Xingzhi and Zhao Huai'en immediately stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Greetings to His Highness (the head of the family)."

"No need to salute."

Li Chengzong lifted one of them up with one hand and said with a smile, "You have been working hard to take care of the palace these days. Let everyone do what they should do."

Walking into the home that belonged entirely to him, in Li Chengzong's eyes, the house was full of scenery, with luxury revealed in its low-keyness. Even the weeds that were seen everywhere outside seemed to be different in his own home.

Xingzhi and Zhao Huai'en are the two housekeepers of the palace, one is responsible for the internal chores of the palace, and the other is responsible for the external affairs of the palace. Now they are accompanying Li Chengzong to visit the palace. Whenever his eyes stay on a certain place for a second, the two will rush to introduce it. Even if it is a stone on the roadside, they can tell the story. The two are like cats and dogs, disliking each other, which makes Li Chengzong lose interest in watching.

When he arrived at the main courtyard of the palace and had just taken a sip of water, someone came in to report that Prince Jing had arrived.

Although Li Chengzong was somewhat puzzled about Prince Jing's intention, he quickly stood up and walked outside.

Prince Jing is a thin middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and a short beard under his chin. He gives a very good impression, but he is a rather dissolute person and often hangs out in brothels.

"Nephew meets Uncle Jing."

Prince Jing was directing his servants to move things off the carriage when he heard the voice behind him. He told his servants to be careful, then turned to look at Li Chengzong and said in feigned anger, "If it weren't for my brother summoning me, I wouldn't have known you were opening your residence today. You didn't even tell your uncle about such a big thing. Do you treat your uncle as an outsider?"

"My nephew clearly sent an invitation to your house two days ago." Li Chengzong was a little confused.

Originally, in Li Chengzong's plan, he just wanted to host a banquet for a few brothers, but who would have thought that the old lady specially invited noble ladies from Kyoto in order to build momentum for him.

In this situation, it would be inappropriate not to invite the children of nobles. At least those nobles who had been invited by the Queen Mother had to be invited. Although Princess Jing was out on that day due to something, the first invitation Li Chengzong sent out was to the Prince Jing's Mansion.

Prince Jing smiled awkwardly: "I wasn't at home the past two days."

No need to guess, he must have gone to a brothel.

Prince Jing took out an imperial edict and handed it to Li Chengzong, and continued: "I will not read the imperial edict that my brother gave you. He asked you to be the Shaoqing of the Zongzheng Temple."

Li Chengzong opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Prince Jing spoke as if he knew what he was going to say, "Your father said that his bottom line is to let you be the Junior Minister of the Imperial Clan Temple. Otherwise, he will let you work in the Ministry of Revenue, or take over the financial power of the inner treasury."

Gan!
Li Chengzong cursed in his heart, but finally accepted the imperial edict.

After all, compared with the Ministry of Revenue and the Imperial Household, the position of Shaoqing of the Zongzheng Temple is quite leisurely.

Just look at Prince Jing, the Minister of the Imperial Clan Affairs Bureau, and you will know that he has nothing to do all day long. He either visits brothels or takes his wife to travel around, living a carefree life.

Prince Jing patted Li Chengzong on the shoulder and said, "Zong'er, I will hand over the Zongzheng Temple to you from now on. There is nothing to do in the Zongzheng Temple on weekdays, so you can go or not. If the emperor does not issue a special order, you don't have to attend the court meeting. Not only will you have free time, but you will also have considerable power. You can deal with the royal family, clans, and relatives who make mistakes on your own."

Li Chengzong is not stupid. He laughed and said, "It is possible to deal with it, but it will offend people."

"Are you stupid? Those who violate the law have the Ministry of Justice, the Dali Temple, and the Supervisory Council. Do you need our Zongzheng Temple?"

Prince Jing gave Li Chengzong a look of contempt, then smiled mysteriously: "As for those clan members who made mistakes, there is a lot of room for maneuver. It's up to you whether you want to offend people or not. Do you understand?"

"Listening to Uncle Wang's words is better than reading ten years of books. Thank you Uncle Wang for your guidance."

Li Chengzong bowed his hands to express his gratitude and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, please come in, let's have a good chat."

(End of this chapter)