In Prince Yun's Mansion, Zhao Kai's shouts continued to echo. The servants and maids present had never seen Zhao Kai in such a panic.
Only the housekeeper who witnessed the entire Xiaoyuan Poetry Club knew what Zhao Kai was afraid of.
He directly kicked out all the servants and maids until only the master and servant were left in the front hall, and then he began to make plans.
"Zhao Huan has always acted ruthlessly, and now that he has gained power, it is reasonable to take revenge on Tong Guan and Zhang Mao."
"But the prince is a prince. In terms of relationship, he is Zhao Huan's brother and brother-in-law."
"No matter how much Zhao Huan hates the prince, he will never be able to kill him. Besides, there is a royal concubine sitting in the harem, so why should the prince be afraid?"
Since ancient times, it has been a taboo for royal families to kill each other.
No matter how crazy Zhao Huan is, he will never fight with his roommate, so the steward's remarks are not unreasonable.
Zhao Kai's face was still extremely ugly. He swept away the tea cup in front of him, making crackling and breaking sounds one after another.
"Damn it, do you think this king is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"What I am worried about is that Zhao Huan used the gambling money to make trouble and tried his best to humiliate him.
What Zhao Kai really cares about is "face", after all, this is the foundation of his foundation.
If his reputation is ruined, not to mention that he has no chance of being crowned prince, he will most likely be placed under house arrest. After all, he, as a royal brother, has always been determined to retaliate, and he will definitely carry out the most extreme revenge within the allowable range.
He sat slumped in the chair, his eyes blank.
"What exactly happened to Zhao Huan? When I left the capital, he was still the laughing stock of the entire Bianjing. When I came back, I had become the most violent and violent prince in the Song Dynasty."
Seeing Zhao Kai's sad face, the housekeeper took the initiative to offer advice: "Who among the people participating in the Xiaoyuan Poetry Recital today doesn't know that Tong Guan and Chang Mao died at the hands of Zhao Huan?"
"Your Majesty did not pursue this matter, naturally it was for the sake of national policy."
"But if the prince can expose Zhao Huan, there is no need for your majesty to take action. I am afraid that all the forces in the court will not spare Zhao Huan easily!"
This plan is very risky, and if it succeeds, if it fails, it will not only form a deadly feud with Zhao Huan, but also affect His Majesty's national plans.
Zhao Kai was still hesitant at first, but when he thought about what happened in Gen Yue today, evil fire suddenly arose in his heart.
I can endure losing to anyone, except Zhao Huan, that loser!
This is such a shame and humiliation, and he has the reputation of being the number one scholar in the royal family.
As long as Zhao Huan can be trampled under his feet, no matter how high the price is, it doesn't matter!
Zhao Kai glanced at the housekeeper and said coldly: "Now everyone in the court is keeping silent about this matter. Unless there is irrefutable proof, trying to deal with Zhao Huan severely is nothing more than a dream."
"Since you mentioned this matter, is it possible that you already have a plan in mind?"
The housekeeper smiled sinisterly and quickly leaned into Zhao Kai's ear and gave him the "good strategy" to deal with Zhao Huan.
Zhao Kai's gloomy eyes gradually revealed a bright color, and he immediately raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, what a good plan!"
"Brother Wang, don't think that since His Majesty has appointed you as the Military Envoy of the Tiger-winged Army, there is nothing I can do against you. When the bet money is presented tomorrow, it will be the day of settlement between me and you!"
"Let's wait and see!"
Compared with the depressing atmosphere of Prince Yun's Mansion, Prince Ding's Mansion was bustling with activity at this time, and there was an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate Zhao Huanrong on his promotion to Jiedushi.
Zhao Huan was not in the mood to have fun with these wallflowers, so he hid in the backyard to relax.
Sitting on the stone bench, with his legs crossed and his mouth open, Zheng Qingyun beside him took the initiative to stuff the grapes into Zhao Huan's mouth.
These little days when I could reach out for clothes and open my mouth for food, I was as happy as a fairy.
Zhu Lian appeared behind Zhao Huan at some point and snorted softly: "The threshold of the palace is almost trampled on. As a prince, you don't go to see guests, but hide here. How unbecoming!"
"Is it possible that you want me to go out and show my face?"
Zhao Huan, who had been so proud just now, immediately stood up and gave up the stone bench with a flattering smile on his face.
There were no outsiders in the backyard of the palace, and Zhu Lian was not polite. He sat directly in Zhao Huan's seat, but his expression did not improve.
She glanced at Zheng Qingyun and said angrily: "You are the future concubine of the palace, not a maid!"
"It seems that you have forgotten all the etiquette I taught you!"
As the saying goes, if a fire breaks out at the city gate, the fish in the pond will be affected.
Zhao Huan was scolded, and Zheng Qingyun was also implicated. After all, Zhu Lian was still the undoubted master in Prince Ding's mansion.
Zheng Qingyun had always admired and feared Zhu Lian. When faced with accusations, he just lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
Zhao Huan quickly smoothed things over: "Haha, Qingyun has only been in the mansion for a short time after all, so don't get along with her."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Lian became even more angry: "Huh! You have done your best to clean yourself up. In terms of shamelessness, there will never be another person like you in the entire Song Dynasty!"
The reason why Zhu Lian was so angry was because Zhao Huan was clearly confident in Genyue, but he acted like he was going to be ruined at any time.
So...Zhu Lian did not hesitate to offend His Majesty and fought tooth and nail to defend him.
Her reputation in Bianjing was ruined by this bastard Zhao Huan. Now the whole Bianjing knows that Zhu Lian is not a good person either.
His Majesty may even be suspicious of this, thinking that it was Zhu Lian who was instigating him behind his back to make Zhao Huan become as crazy as he is today.
Seeing Zhao Huan's heartless look, Zhu Lian was furious.
She was too lazy to waste time with Zhao Huan, so she stood up and flicked her long sleeves: "Send the guests away quickly and see me later!"
Looking at Zhu Lian's back, Zhao Huan touched his nose. Instead of repenting at all, he felt secretly happy in his heart.
Where to meet Zhu Lian? Could it be Zhu Lian's boudoir?
Tsk tsk...
Zhao Huan was very excited when he thought of this. For so many years, Zhu Lian had been guarding against him like a thief. How could he not be happy now that he finally had the opportunity to be in the same room together?
Even if it was being pinned down on the bed and rubbed by Zhu Lian, it was all worth it!
Just as Zhao Huan was snickering, Zheng Qingyun's faint sigh came from beside him.
"Sure enough... I still let my sister down."
Zhao Huan waved his hand, indicating that Zheng Qingyun didn't have to worry about it: "My beloved concubine has always been a sharp-tongued person, and she scolded you for your own good. Just know your shame and then be brave."
"As for etiquette...that's bullshit, our palace doesn't care about this, so just continue with your bad habits."
Zheng Qingyun's eyes glowed again. She smiled and said "hmm", then picked up another grape and stuffed it into Zhao Huan's mouth.
Seeing Zhao Huan eating with his mouth full of juice, Zheng Qingyun burst into laughter.
When the prince is happy, she will be happy too.
But at this juncture, a discordant voice came over.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
When looking for fame, who else could it be besides Chen Zhao?