Everything was arranged, and the servants in the East Palace who were responsible for buying and dealing with each other on a daily basis took to the streets. They wanted to convey the news, especially to the ears of those who should know about it.

In the huge Chang'an City, the news quickly flew to the royal palace through the shop owners and mouths of customers.

Dongshi, Fuxiang Tea House.

As the end of the year approaches, the teahouse business inevitably declines. All households, rich and poor, are busy preparing for the final preparations before the New Year. In a quiet and elegant leisure place like a teahouse, there are inevitably few customers.

During this seemingly lax period, the news spread the most frequently, and everyone was preparing for the war after Yuan Zheng.

As the steward of the county prince's palace, Liu Dezhao's style is no worse than that of the sixth and seventh rank officials.

With his ability, if he had studied diligently, he might have made a fortune. However, he was mean by nature and did not seek to make progress. Therefore, in this position as a housekeeper, he was satisfied and the prince trusted him the most.

He often thought that if one day in the future, the prince would lose, he would find a secluded mountain to retire and practice in advance, and would never appear in the downtown area again.

This wish now seems almost a luxury, but he still hopes for it.

During such a busy time, all the affairs in the prince's mansion were stacked together, waiting for him to deal with, but he took a break from his busy schedule and ran to Fuxiang. The reason was that he followed Wu Sansi's instructions.

Cui Changshi, who was opposite, did not look anxious. Perhaps he was too many lice and did not bite him. Facing the troublemaker Li Chongfu, they had long been used to it. No matter how strong the wind and rain were, they could remain calm and not have many emotional ups and downs.

The fragrant tea was hot and dispelled some of the cold air. Cui Changshi grabbed a small handful of orange powder and sprinkled it on the tea soup. Liu Dezhao was able to come out to the appointment, which shows that hope has not been completely shattered.

If they worked hard and helped Li Chongfu plead with each other, maybe Wu Sansi could really help him, but they wouldn't have the mood at all.

Judging from Your Majesty’s meaning, only King Qiao was punished this time. Perhaps His Majesty himself knew that among all normal people, he was the most rebellious. It was basically a delusion to let officials under his control control his derailment.
Chapter completed!