"The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion is not far outside the palace city, just along the way." Yuan Hao said lightly: "It's not considered a violation of the emperor's intention, right?"
Leng Xiao said embarrassedly: "Yes!"
While driving the car and leading the secret guards to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, he thought to himself, what is this little master trying to do today?
Yuan Hao remained silent and didn't say a word along the way.
The emperor suddenly arrived, and the Duke of Zhenguo hurried to welcome him, and knelt in the yard in a dense manner.
"Grandfather, I'm here to see you." Yuan Hao went up and helped the Duke of Zhenguo up with his own hands. He glanced around, "I haven't been here for several years, and the mansion doesn't seem to have changed a lot."
The Duke of Zhenguo was worried and could not tell what the little emperor was thinking, so he had to say briefly: "The emperor is here, and it really makes the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion shine brightly. Let's go inside and talk."
"good."
Yuanhao walked forward, holding the hand of Duke Zhenguo, evaluating the scenery of Duke's Mansion and counting the merits of Duke's Mansion over the years.
When he arrived at the reception hall, Yuan Hao sat in the main seat and said slowly: "Grandfather, I was a little reckless when I asked you to escort food and grass. At that time, I just wanted to preserve the reputation of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."
"The Grand Tutor taught me that it is impossible to improve my mistakes. I thought that if my grandfather placing grain himself, he would tell the subjects all over the world that my grandfather was strict with himself, had the courage to bear the mistakes, and could set an example for the court and the people."
"Who thought that because of the escort of grain, many voices sounded in the dark, ridiculed my grandfather. I really didn't mean it..."
The Duke of Zhenguo hurriedly said, "The emperor has done his best, how can the old minister not know?"
"My grandfather really thinks this way?" Yuan Hao looked at him with a burning look.
The Duke of Zhenguo remained calm: "Of course, it is a fact that the old minister was not strict in his ruling subordinates. It is already a great kindness for the emperor to forgive the old minister after a hundred years of merit in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."
"I asked the old minister to escort grain for the long-term consideration. Those who sarcastic jokes are all stupid people, and the emperor doesn't have to take it to heart."
Yuan Hao breathed a sigh of relief, "I am still afraid that my grandfather will be angry with me."
"How is that possible?" The Duke of Zhenguo was kind to him: "Your Duke, thunder, rain and dew are all the kindness of the king, and the old minister is the emperor's grandfather, how could he be angry with the emperor?"
"That's good." Yuan Hao pulled the Duke of Zhenguo, "I want to hold the throne firmly, and I will rely on my grandfather's assistance in the future. It's great that you don't get angry."
Yuan Hao stayed for more than half an hour before leaving.
How could the Duke of Zhenguo not be angry if he personally latched the grain into his face?
But Yuan Hao came to apologize in person, which gave him enough face.
The gloomy Duke of Zhenguo's mood completely disappeared after Yuanhao left the Duke's Mansion.
He thought that this little emperor was still considerate and did not plunge into Murong Yu's arms, forgetting that he was involved in the bloodline of the Duke Zhenguo Mansion.
After two or three years, the little emperor grew up, and the woman from the Yu family entered the palace to become the concubine and queen of the little emperor. Zhenguo Duke's Mansion was also the Duke's Mansion.
Find some more opportunity to distract from his relationship with Murong Yu—
As long as you taste the taste of power, it is difficult for someone not to be suspicious or defensive.
Murong Yu has been regent for many years, and it is not difficult to deduct a hat that intends to rebel.
At that time, the outcome of the Regent Prince will be unknown.
Thinking of this, Duke Zhenguo smiled gloomyly.
...
On the way back to the palace, Leng Xiao finally couldn't help it, "Why did Your Majesty go to see the Duke of Zhenguo? He made a mistake first, and Jean Ye was given a lenient delivery. Your Majesty didn't have to appease him at all."
"I don't want to." Yuan Hao snorted, "But who told him to be deeply rooted in the court?"
"The elders of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion several dynasties, and there was also a mother and queen in the palace, and they were also from the Yu family."
"As long as I give him face, respect him, respect him, and make him think that I want to rely on him, and use him, he will not be obsessed with whether the Regent is his daughter of the Yu family, nor will he be stubborn. Do your best to destroy the marriage of the emperor.”
Leng Xiao was stunned, "As long as the emperor respects him, he will no longer be persistent?"
"Of course." Yuan Hao smiled faintly: "Empress, imperial concubine, aren't these positions more important than the Regent's Princess?"
"Now the marriage between the emperor and his aunt has begun to go through six rituals."
"I don't want the Duke of Zhenguo to jump over the wall because of some trivial matters and cause unnecessary trouble. If he makes the emperor's wedding unhappy, he will come to appease him."
Leng Xiao half understood it or not, thinking to himself, at a young age, the thoughts in his mind have turned many turns, and he can't keep up at all!
...
Murong Yu personally sent Ming Wuyou back to Wuyou Pavilion.
In the carriage, Ming Wuyou lay halfway on Murong Yu's knees, stying his sleeves to play, neither of them spoke.
I soon arrived at the corner gate of the Princess's Mansion.
The carriage stopped, and Ming Wuyou was about to get up, Murong Yu pressed her shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Am I old?"
"What I said at the time... It seems that you are old, did I say the word "old"?"
"You didn't say it, but you roughly mean that." Murong Yu stared at Ming Wuyou's eyes and asked slowly: "Do you think I'm big?"
"..." Ming Wuyou silenced for a moment, patted Murong Yu's hand away, and sat up, "You really know how to think divergently, I don't."
"That's best." Murong Yu stroked Ming Wuyou's face with his palm, "But now, even if you really think I'm old, it's too late."
"Hmm?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "I haven't married you yet. What if I regret it before I can?"
"You don't have that chance." Murong Yu leaned over and said, "I regret it and tied you back to me."
Ming Wuyou chuckled, muttered "domineering", and settled in his arms calmly.
After being silent for a while, Ming Wuyou suddenly said, "We gave the marriage, and it's so smooth to pass the three books... It was a bit surprising to me..."
She thought that she would have to lose some twists and turns.
After all, some people are keeping a close eye on the position of the Regent Princess.
"Wait for peace of mind." Murong Yu rubbed his jaw against Ming Wuyou's head: "No one can destroy it, no accident."
"Um... OK." Ming Wuyou nodded.
After a while of warmth, Murong Yu said, "I will send some things to your mansion tomorrow."
"Hmm? What?"
"Yanxiajin."
Ming Wuyou was stunned for a moment and stood up from his arms, "Are you Yanxiajin in a good costume?"
In her previous life, Murong Yu prepared this material and asked everyone in the mansion to hide it from her, but she discovered it.
Because of hatred, Yanxiajin's bones were of course destroyed by her.
She hadn't even seen how beautiful the Yanxiajin was.
"Yes." Murong Yu looked at Ming Wuyou with deep eyes: "Didn't you say before that communication is important? I'll communicate with you now."
"I know you can't embroidery, but I know you're smart and you can learn as long as you're willing to learn."
"Ming Wuyou, I want you to help me embroider the wedding dress with your own hands." This chapter has been completed!