Yang Guiren tried to comfort Zhao Yuan and let him calm down.
Zhao Yuan didn't appreciate it at all, he only knew that the beating he received was in vain!
All along, because his mother was favored, Zhao Yuan had no one to fear in the palace except Prince Liang and his second brother!
Now that he was beaten up by someone he thought was a bastard and had been bullying him before, he couldn't swallow this breath!
"I don't care. Since neither you nor my father are willing to seek justice for me, I will go on my own!"
Zhao Yuan didn't believe that he could defeat several guards. How could Zhao Jin defeat ten or dozens of people by himself?
Yang Guiren quickly grabbed Zhao Yuan and said, "Yan'er!"
She winked at Magpie and asked her to close the palace door so that she would not be able to hold Zhao Yuan back, and said to Zhao Yuan:
"Yuan'er! Mom just said that you can't use this matter to teach mother and son a lesson, but she didn't say that you can't use other things to do it!"
Only then did Zhao Yu stop and glanced at Yang Guiren suspiciously, "Really?"
"You kid!" Yang Guiren was a little angry and blamed Zhao Yuan, "How did you say that? I'm your only son. When did I not think about you?"
"You were beaten and it hurt, but my mother doesn't feel any pain anymore? What are you doing to lie to me?"
Zhao Xuan quickly smiled and surrendered, "Mother, I was wrong. I was beaten by Zhao Jin. I was hurt and angry, and I couldn't speak at all."
Yang Guiren sighed, pulled Zhao Yu inside and pressed him on the couch, "Mom doesn't blame you, hurry up and apply the medicine first."
"Why don't you know how to apply the medicine first? You can take care of that mother and son, you can do it anytime."
"A pair of bastards, how can they be worth your pain?"
Although Yang Guiren said that he would help Zhao Yu get it back, the next few days were uneventful.
Until the fourth prince and Princess Jingyi were about to leave, King Liang asked someone to hold a banquet in the evening.
Zhao Jin was also notified to attend the banquet.
Mrs. Ning tidied Zhao Jin's clothes with a smile on her face.
Because Zhao Jin was taller than Mrs. Ning, Zhao Jin deliberately lowered his head in order to prevent Mrs. Ning from getting tired when adjusting her collar.
"Hey, my son is so good-looking!" Mrs. Ning patted Zhao Jin's arm, very happy.
Ever since Zhao Jin hurt himself and made things worse, the house also sent a lot of clothes. Although they are not silk and satin, and even the styles are outdated, they are still much better than before.
The one Zhao Jin is wearing now is the best one among the clothes sent. It is the only piece of Shu brocade. It does not have many patterns. It only has eagle patterns embroidered on the white area and some auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the collar of the collar.
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But this robe is tightly fitted and tied with a belt, which instantly outlines Zhao Jin's tall and slender figure, making him look elegant and graceful.
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Mom, I'll go there first, lest it's too late later."
"Okay." Mrs. Ning smiled and warned, "Take Zhao Er with you, there will be someone to help you if you need anything."
"At a banquet, talk less and listen more."
"Don't worry, Mom, I know."
After talking to Mrs. Ning for a few more words, Zhao Jin walked towards the banquet.
This banquet was held indoors. It was approaching the Chinese New Year and the weather was freezing. If it were held outside, even those with weak health would not be able to bear it.
As soon as Zhao Jin arrived, he was stopped at the door.
"Who is this young master?" The eunuch at the door looked Zhao Jin back and forth, "Why does it seem like this servant has never seen this young master before?"
Hearing this, Zhao Jin couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his lips. The life of the original owner was too difficult. He was obviously the eldest prince of the palace, but even the servants in the palace didn't recognize him.
"I am Zhao Jin."
The eunuch was stunned and retracted his hand to stop Zhao Jin, but he did not apologize for what he had just done. Instead, he became even more arrogant.
"Oh, I said so."
"Come with me?"
He even changed his self-identity.
Zhao Jin didn't take it seriously. These people always flattered the superiors and flattered the inferiors. Now it was useless no matter how much they said. Instead, they were just making fun of others.
Needless to say, when he comes back with some achievements, these people will naturally not dare to talk like this.
Zhao Jin followed the eunuch into the palace and was taken to almost the last position.
"Just sit here, I'm still busy, you can do whatever you want."
Zhao Jin sat down and looked at the penultimate position. For a moment, Zhao Jin didn't know whether he should say that they still had some leeway and did not arrange themselves in the last position.
Zhao Jin arrived relatively early, and there was no one in the hall at this time, but since he was in the corner, not many people noticed him.
After a while, many more people came one after another.
The surroundings also became noisy. Zhao Jin didn't pay attention for a moment, still thinking about what happened in Yunzhou and how he had to arrange some backup plans for Mrs. Ning when he was going to Yunzhou.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that there was already a commotion around him.
After listening for a while, Zhao Jin realized that it was the person sitting in the front who was mocking them for sitting at the back.
"Lu Yanyang, your position really remains unchanged for thousands of years!"
"Hahahaha, I don't know how his brain grew. He could hardly recite a book back then."
"It's silly, what else could it be?"
"Exquisite, but isn't it just stupid?"
The person named Lu Yanyang was a young man sitting in a seat below Zhao Jin. He was dressed in rich clothes and had a dark complexion. He was still wearing gray clothes, and he looked gray.
Zhao Jin: "..." I didn't expect that there would be people so devoid of clothes.
"You fart!" Lu Yanyang's eyes widened and his face turned red.
Unexpectedly, when they heard what Lu Yanyang said, they laughed even louder, "If there is no ink in the belly, there is no ink. You can even say such vulgar words."
"Hey, you have to understand that he is just a rough person, and I'm afraid he can only say such vulgar words."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"boom!"
The voice was not loud, and those who were still laughing at Lu Yanyang immediately stopped talking.
Zhao Jin looked around and saw that the person making the noise was the person in front of him, who was in the third position from the bottom.
It was a young man in black clothes, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. When Zhao Jin looked over, he seemed to be aware of it and moved his eyes over.
Zhao Jin was slightly startled. The other party's eyes were a bit sharp. The two looked at each other, and the young man in black nodded.
It had only been quiet for a few seconds when the young men who had been making a scene suddenly spoke again, questioning the young man in black.
"Wu Hao! What are you doing?"
"That's right, what do you mean?"
The young man in black, known as Wu Hao, looked calm, even a little cold, "I just heard a few crows making noise."
Obviously, this crow is talking about this group of young men who are mocking people.
"Wu Hao! You are just the son of a military attaché, and you actually dare to mock us?"
"Hey, where did you get the courage? Believe it or not, I will ask my father to take your father's official position directly!"
Zhao Jin frowned slightly and raised his eyelids slightly.
