Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Jin continued: "Mom, do you want your son to be trapped in this palace forever?"
"The palace is too small, and there are too many things weighing it down. Here, we will always be able to live under others and have no chance of getting ahead."
Mrs. Ning pursed her lips and grasped the white dress tightly, "But, and your father, there will always be a way..."
"Mother." Zhao Jin directly interrupted Mrs. Ning for the first time, "My father sent me to Yunzhou. Do you think he really still has our mother and son in his heart?"
"If nothing else, what was it like when my mother was favored? How is it now?"
"Instead of placing our hopes on illusory others, it is better for us to fight for ourselves."
Zhao Jin directly exposed Mrs. Ning's fantasy this time. He knew that this was a bit cruel.
But Zhao Jin had to do this.
When he went to Yunzhou, only Mrs. Ning was left in the palace. He was far away and could not take good care of her. If Mrs. Ning still held on to those unrealistic illusions, Zhao Jin would really not be at ease.
Mrs. Ning opened her mouth, but had no words to refute.
After a long time, just when Zhao Jin was about to lose his temper, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "You are right."
Zhao Jin sighed lightly and carefully helped Mrs. Ning back to her room. As she walked, she said, "Mom, believe in your son. Not only will he be fine, he will also save you from the flames of the palace."
Mrs. Ning's eyes were moist, "Take care of yourself first, don't worry about mother, mother has been in this house for more than 20 years."
"I know better how to deal with these people."
"Don't worry, mother, my son will not go alone, the teacher will also go with him." Zhao Jin comforted him.
"Teacher?" Mrs. Ning responded, "But Bachelor Ning?"
"Exactly."
Hearing this, Mrs. Ning finally felt at ease, "Scholar Ning is a talented person. With him following you, my mother will feel more at ease."
"Listen to the great bachelor on everything. He is your teacher and naturally knows more than you. There is no harm in listening more."
Zhao Jin smiled and agreed. Although he didn't agree with it, he didn't refute it.
After that, Zhao Jin kept understanding the affairs of Yunzhou with Ning Ce and learning from him.
It is true that many Zhao Jin do not agree, but they have to admit that Ning Ce can become a bachelor, and his knowledge is indeed extraordinary.
Although Zhao Jin has memories, the original owner is not popular, and what he can learn is limited. He wants to govern a county, which is unprecedented for him, and he has a lot to learn.
It just so happened that Ning Ce made up for his shortcomings in this aspect very well.
The main hall of the palace.
Behind the main hall is the palace of King Liang. At this time, besides King Liang, there is also a charming woman in the palace.
Yang Guiren was carefully rubbing the acupuncture points on the side of Liang Wang's forehead to relieve fatigue.
"Your Majesty." Yang Guiren said tentatively.
Liang Wang Zhao Yi closed his eyes and responded in a low voice, "Yes."
"The incompetent son of the slave family has been idle lately. Why don't you give him something to do, so that he can get some exercise?"
As if fearing that King Liang would disagree, Yang Guiren specifically mentioned Zhao Jin, "Zhao, the eldest prince has been appointed as the governor of Yunzhou County by the prince, but Yuan'er has nothing to do."
King Liang opened his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, "Do you mean to blame me for favoring one over the other?"
How dare Yang Guiren! The favoritism in these words does not mean that Zhao Jin is biased, but that Liang Wang usually favors Zhao Yu! He is Yang Guiren's son and the third prince of the palace.
As soon as he heard this, he quickly confessed, "The Nu family has no such idea at all. They just thought that the prince has been working hard day and night and wanted Yao'er to share the burden for the prince."
"Okay." King Liang said in a deep voice: "Where in Yunzhou and what will happen if you go there, you know everything."
"Tell me, what kind of job do you want?"
Yang Guiren carefully glanced at Prince Liang, and saw that there was no anger on his face, but rather a gentle expression, and then he said, "Your Majesty, I heard that the fourth prince and Princess Jingyi in the palace are going to...
If you go to Lilong Kingdom to attend the wedding of their new emperor, they will pass through us."
"The prince and princess will definitely come to visit the prince, and they will need someone to receive them. Yuan'er and the fourth prince are close in age..."
The last sentence is pure nonsense. King Liang had several sons who were close to the fourth prince in age.
King Liang turned his head and glanced at Yang Guiren, "Okay, let him receive it."
Yang Guiren suddenly beamed with joy, covered his lips with a smile, and lay in the arms of Prince Liang, saying softly: "The prince still loves the slave family."
Prince Liang laughed loudly, put his arm around Yang Guiren's slender waist, and stole the scent without any courtesy.
His big rough hands touched Yang Guiren's delicate face. His movements were very gentle and his voice was very soft, but the words he said made Yang Guiren tremble.
"But, you know, the person coming from the imperial court is still a prince, so it is not a trivial matter. If things go wrong, I will not be able to spare him."
Yang Guiren forced a smile and said, "Yes, I will definitely treat Yuan'er well."
Within two days, the fourth prince and Princess Jingyi arrived.
Yang Guiren had mentioned this matter to Zhao Yuan before, so he would specially call someone here to explain it carefully.
When Zhao Yuan came over, Yang Guiren happened to have something to do and left for a while.
Seeing no one, Zhao Qian lay down directly on the imperial concubine's couch and picked up the grapes on the table to eat.
Grapes have seeds. Every time Zhao Qian ate one, he turned his head and spit the seeds on the table.
Zhao Xuan, who hadn't eaten a few pills and hadn't heard a single human voice, was dissatisfied. He glanced at the palace servants in the palace who had their heads lowered and dared not say a word, and shouted dissatisfied: "Everyone, raise your heads."
The people in the palace were timid, especially the maids.
When the little eunuch standing behind Zhao Yu saw this, he scolded him in a cold and threatening voice, "Didn't you hear what the prince said? Why don't you raise your head quickly? You want to rebel!"
At this moment, the maids reluctantly raised their heads.
Zhao Yao squinted his eyes and looked back and forth at the palace ladies in the palace. He held a grape between his index and middle fingers. Finally, Zhao Yao threw the grape to a palace lady in the right corner.
"You, the one who was thrown, come quickly and wait on me."
The grape was so small that it didn't feel anything when it hit the body, and it wasn't likely to hurt. It just left a little wet mark on the chest, but the palace maid trembled all over and moved slowly to stand in front of Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Xuan was a little impatient. When the palace maid reached the position where he could reach out his hand, he directly pulled her over.
"Ah!" the palace maid exclaimed, half-falling beside the imperial concubine's couch, and kneeling directly on the ground.
Zhao Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at it. He was quite satisfied with the palace maid's posture, then he picked up a grape and stuffed it into the palace maid's mouth.
The palace maid did not dare to disobey and bit the grape with trembling fear.
Just as he was about to swallow it, he heard Zhao Xuan say: "Don't swallow it, just bite it like this."
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yuan said again: "I fed you grapes, should you serve me well?" This chapter has been completed!