The fact that the prince came to see him naturally shocked the whole Zhao family.
Zhao Xuanji led the whole family to greet him.
This is not surprising.
Although the two sides are political enemies, since they are political enemies, there should be scenes where they have to defend each other. Just as Li Chen said at the court meeting in front of all the civil and military officials that Zhao provincial order is the humerus of the court, today Li Chen came to Zhao Mansion, Zhao
The secret is that he only has half a breath left, so he has to be carried to the door of his house to greet him.
This is a rule recognized by everyone in the political arena. Li Chen has no intention of breaking it. It is good to maintain it.
Otherwise, the absence of rules means the absence of rules. Everyone is a political strongman. Without the constraints of rules, this dynasty would have been in chaos long ago.
What surprised Li Chen was that although Zhao Xuanji was not carried here, looking at the way he was trembling and being supported by others, he looked really sick.
Seeing the scene of Zhao Xuanji swaying one step at a time and being supported by someone as he came over, Li Chen suddenly had a vicious thought in his heart.
It would be fun if this old man died of illness directly.
This idea was rejected by Li Chen himself as soon as it came up.
inappropriate.
Even if Zhao Xuanji died, he couldn't die at this time.
So Li Chen immediately showed his concern.
"Is the provincial order sick?"
While Li Chen was speaking, he personally went over to help Zhao Xuanji, who was about to kneel down and salute. His words were caring and his actions were sincere. Everyone else admired the friendship between the monarch and his ministers, and it became a good story when word spread.
Zhao Xuanji's voice was a little hoarse and he said: "I have contracted a little cold, which is not serious at all. It's just that my bones are weak because of my age. It takes a long time to recover from a minor illness. I don't deserve your highness to be like this."
Li Chen said with concern: "Big problems are often accumulated from inconspicuous small problems. The hard work of the province is of great merit. Now it is the most important thing for the society. It is better not to work too hard and ruin the body. When I turn around, I will let the imperial palace."
Let the doctor come and take a look. No matter what, your health is the most important thing."
Zhao Xuanji said warmly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Your Highness has been working hard all the way, and now you have to worry about this old body. It is really useless."
Li Chen helped Zhao Xuanji go inside and said with a smile: "Where did this come from? No matter how much I do, it is only natural, but the provincial order is so dedicated and thoughtful, which is really a model for the government and the public."
The two of them exchanged words with each other, not only without the usual quarrels, but at this moment there was actually a sense of sympathy and understanding for each other.
While talking, he arrived at the backyard.
Li Chen took off his cloak and put it on himself for Zhao Xuanji.
“It’s cold and freezing, and there’s wind and cold in the province, so it’s better to keep warm.”
Zhao Xuanji looked at the big cloak on his body, raised his head and said to Li Chen: "I don't know how many years it has been since someone has been so considerate to me."
Li Chen asked Zhao Xuanji to sit down on the rocking chair, and sat opposite him. He stretched out his hands and spread his fingers to warm the fire on the brazier between the two of them. He felt the heat of the flames transfer from his palms to his body, and his whole body felt warm and smelled.
He said casually: "Are the servants in the mansion so ignorant?"
Zhao Xuanji smiled and said: "My servants naturally serve you with all their heart, but this kind of service, no matter how meticulous, cannot be called considerate. Your Highness should understand."
Li Chen nodded and said: "The children turned against each other. Although they were in power, they had been called Pavilion Elder for most of their lives. Now, with the provincial order, they were at the top of the government and the public. But when they looked back, they were alone and no one asked about porridge.
Chapter completed!