When Li Chen and Zhao Rui spent the night together, they were thousands of miles away, in the Gansu-Shaanxi region, where the Ningwang fiefdom was located, Dayuan Prefecture.

The wheels of the car crunched, and then at the command of the driver, the horse holding the body of the car stopped.

The blue-gray curtain was lifted up, and Zhou Ping'an, wearing a long scribe robe, lowered his head and came out of the carriage.

The driver of the car brought a stool for Zhou Ping'an to make it easier for Zhou Ping'an to get off the car.

"Sir, it's windy and sandy outside, and it's cold and freezing. I'd better give this cloak."

The driver of the car car thoughtfully took out a black cloak and put it on Zhou Ping'an.

Zhou Pingan, who was blown by the strong wind, tightened the cloak on his body and smiled at the coachman: "I'm sorry."

"The villain should."

The coachman hurriedly smiled silly. After saying that, he pointed to a mansion opposite and said, "Sir, is this where you are going?"

Looking at the plaque of Zhou's mansion written on the mansion, Zhou Ping'an nodded calmly and said, "Go and knock on the door."

Hearing this, the coachman walked closer and raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the closed door creaked open.

A servant with red lips and white teeth came out of it. The servant's eyes jumped over the coachman and landed on Zhou Ping'an behind him, and smiled and said, "But Mr. Zhou from the capital?"

"yes."

Zhou Ping'an nodded and admitted.

"My adult said that if I saw a young man in plain clothes late at night, he should be Mr. Zhou from the capital. As long as I have verified it, I can come in directly."

As he said that, the servant opened the door, stood by the door and made an invitation gesture to Zhou Ping'an, saying, "Please come in, my lord is already waiting in the wing room."

Zhou Ping'an nodded slightly, and after entering the door, he followed the servant through the hall, walked all the way to a wing room.

In the wing room, Zhou Ping'an pushed the door open and saw a thin, sickly pale man sitting under the candlelight reading a thick letter.

The servant stepped out obediently, and there were only two people left in the wing room.

The pale man raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Ping'an.

"Come?" said the pale man.

"Here you come." Zhou Ping'an replied.

"I haven't eaten yet. I originally prepared a table of food for you, but thinking about it, you should prefer the rice noodles from my hometown, so I asked the kitchen to prepare a bowl of fried rice noodles for you. It's still hot, so let's eat it first." The pale man said gently.

Zhou Ping'an nodded, walked to the table and picked up the fried rice noodles and started to slicing.

The pale man smiled and continued to look at what was in his hand.

After a long time, when Zhou Ping'an put down his chopsticks, the pale man spoke again: "The prince is very talented."

As he said that, he put down the letter in his hand. The content on it was the entire content of the new policy of the crown prince announced by the court a few days ago.

And it is very detailed, and there is no difference from Li Chen's oral statement.

Zhou Ping'an just glanced at it and smiled, "I said that my choice will not be wrong, second brother."

The pale man chuckled and said, "That may not be the case. Your prince has great talent, but it is not enough to maintain a dynasty by talent alone. In my opinion, he still lacks a lot, and the things he lacks are exactly what King Ning has."

Zhou Ping'an raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "But what the prince doesn't have is what King Ning."

"There is no perfect person in the world, and Ning Wang is brave and powerful, this is something that no one else can compare to."
Chapter completed!