Zhao Huan's words were a big blow, and Zhu Lian's little face instantly turned cold.
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Zhao Huan quickly grabbed Zhu Lian's cold jade hand.
It was not that he was worried that Zhu Lian would turn around and run away, but that he was afraid that Zhu Lian would strangle him to death in a rage.
Zhao Huan quickly pulled Zhu Lian aside and told him the whole story.
After learning the true relationship between Zhao Huan and Xiao Yan'er, Zhu Lian's expression softened a little, but his eyes were still cold.
"Since we are subordinates, why should we hug each other?"
"Xiao Yan'er can work for you during the day, but also at night!"
"Don't think I'm easy to fool. I only allow you to marry one concubine, not two!"
Zhao Huan felt so aggrieved that he wanted to die. Apart from holding Xiao Yan'er and touching his waist and small hands, he obviously didn't do anything. How could he become such a heartless person?
"I am more unjust than Dou E!"
"Doesn't my concubine still know who I am?"
"Even if an immortal comes down to earth and stands in front of me, I will never be tempted."
Zhu Lian snorted softly: "You are not tempted, so you are ready to take action!"
"You don't know how hard Zheng Qingyun's life is. It's not easy for her to survive. Don't break her heart."
It turned out that Zhu Lian was complaining about Zheng Qingyun. Zhao Huan was immediately moved and was in awe of the principal wife in front of him.
But having said that, whoever Zhao Huan wants to marry needs to be reviewed at all levels.
Your Majesty, Zongzheng Temple and the Ministry of Rites must all be cleared. In addition, Zhu Lian's nod is also needed.
If Zhu Lian does not agree, Zhao Huan will not be able to marry a wife and will have to take concubines.
The so-called concubine is a concubine in name but actually a maid. As long as Zhu Lian is unhappy, he can beat the concubine to death at any time. This is the power of the principal wife.
The most critical point is that as a prince, Zhao Huan is not in a position to do business.
If you want to do business to make money, someone must do it for you. Zhao Huan just divides the money behind the scenes.
After all, the "scholars, farmers, industry and merchants" have been divided into distinct classes since ancient times. Even the literati despised business, let alone the majestic prince of the Song Dynasty?
It is common for men from famous families to be in official positions and women to run farm businesses.
Or the housekeeper will do the work, and the woman will only take care of the household affairs.
After all, whether Zhao Huan wants to make money or get a wife, he must have Zhu Lian's help.
"If my beloved concubine doesn't believe it, I will tell your majesty right now that I will resign from everything, and we and I will find a piece of land and retire to the countryside."
"Even if I am accompanying my beloved concubine, living a simple life, with men farming and women weaving, I will never complain."
"This damn Bianjing is full of temptations. No matter how high my integrity is, I will inevitably be criticized by others."
Seeing Zhao Huan's shameless self-promotion, Zhu Lian's anger was relieved by seven or eight points.
"Huh, the family banquet is about to happen, and the situation in Yizhou Prefecture is in crisis. At this time, please don't mess around."
"If you can spend this period of time safely, I will be very happy."
Seeing that Zhu Lian finally calmed down, Zhao Huan not only did not relax, but felt sad in his heart.
Even at this time, Zhu Lian did not mention his birthday at all. It was obvious that Zhu Lian, who was accustomed to being thrifty, had no intention of celebrating his birthday at all.
The more this happened, the less Zhao Huan could owe Zhu Lian, and secretly vowed that on the day of the Zhu family's banquet, he would make Zhu Lian the happiest woman in the entire Bianjing!
Just when Zhao Huan was secretly sketching out the idea for the birthday party, Zhu Lian had already returned to Xiao Yan'er.
Condescendingly looking down on Xiao Yan'er, the princess' power was clearly revealed.
"As long as the prince protects you today, that's all."
"But only this time, if you let me know that you are trying to seduce the prince again, I will have you thrown into the well!"
Xiao Yan'er didn't dare to hesitate and kowtowed quickly like pounding garlic.
"Thank you very much, Princess, for not killing me."
Seeing this, Zhao Huan quickly waved his hand to Xiao Yan'er: "Okay, hurry up and finish the things I have assigned you."
Xiao Yaner pouted, her face full of grievances, and her pitiful look made Zhao Huan nervous for a while, fearing that Zhu Lian would find out and kill her.
"What are you still doing?"
Facing Zhao Huan's scolding, Xiao Yan'er felt even more aggrieved.
"Your Majesty, starting a literary society has to cost money, right? How can the slave family have money?"
It turned out that this was what happened. Realizing that he had made a mistake, Zhao Huan blushed and asked Chang Fu to take Xiao Yan'er away and return home to collect the money.
At this moment, Xiaoxia stood at the door, pinching her waist with one hand and pointing at the singer in the yard with the other, and kept shouting.
"Open your eyes and straighten your body. The prince is a man of wealth, how can you get your hands on him?"
"If anyone has evil intentions and wants to follow the dragon and the phoenix, he should first consider whether he has the destiny to be rich and noble!"
"The princess is the eldest daughter of the Zhu family, and among all the princesses in Bianjing, she is the only one with a palace. Only in this way can she and the prince be united forever."
"Who do you think you are? You don't even look at your origins and how dare you have such delusions?!"
Xiao Xia was so fierce that she scolded the singers so hard that they couldn't lift their heads.
This is the power of the women in the palace. The stronger the prince is, the more powerful the women in the palace are.
When Zhao Huan saw this, he just watched and did not interfere at all.
After all, Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian were married to each other. When Zhao Huan was fierce, Zhu Lian would be gentle. When Zhao Huan was unsure, Zhu Lian would take the lead.
In this way, we can use both soft and hard tactics to maintain the prestige of the palace.
Only Zheng Qingyun didn't care about what Zhao Huan did. Instead, he was afraid that Zhao Huan would be severely criticized, so he quickly stepped forward to dissuade Zhu Lian.
"Sister, don't be angry. After all, the prince is the head of the Jiaofang Department. He deals with singers all day long, so it is inevitable that he will come into contact with her."
"No one in the world can compare to the importance of my sister in the prince's heart."
"Sister, I definitely don't dare to compare myself with my elder sister."
Zhu Lian had already regarded Zheng Qingyun as his younger sister. He gently patted the back of her hand and said sincerely, "You always think about the prince."
"The prince also needs someone to restrain him at all times."
"You haven't experienced the hard life in the prince's palace. You don't know what the prince was like before..."
Zhu Lian swallowed back the word "scum" that came to her lips, and secretly swore that she would never let Zhao Huan make the same mistake again and become as useless as before.
Deep love, deep responsibility.
Zheng Qingyun naturally understands this truth, but she is destined not to become a powerful woman like Zhu Lian.
The matter of restraining the prince is left to Zhu Lian, and Zheng Qingyun only needs to serve the prince wholeheartedly.
Zheng Qingyun came to Zhao Huan's side, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"The slave family already knows what happened in the palace before. The prince has taken such a big risk for the slave family, and the slave family doesn't know how to repay."
Zhao Huan blurted out without even thinking: "How about becoming a husband and raising a son?"