Chapter Ninety-Four: Winning the Championship
The mandarin duck's face turned red uncomfortably, and his voice was as small as a mosquito sound, "The slave is willing, but the prince, the prince ......."
"The prince has me to say, I am not in good health, I should have carried him a few concubines, you are the person next to me, you have followed me since I was a child, and I also know the roots, I am also relieved to have you take care of the prince. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
The mandarin duck's face was even redder, and his head hung lower, "Slave and maid, but the princess is in charge." ā
Looking at her blushing face, Princess Duan couldn't help but sigh, how could the mandarin duck disagree with such a good thing? The prince is talented, outstanding, soft, and noble, which daughter would not look down on her. Think about the beginning, think about the beginning, isn't she also ......
sighed in her heart, but she couldn't help the drowsiness that gradually hit her, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and secretly said that her dilapidated body was getting worse and worse.
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When Guo Wenying came out of Qingyue Pavilion, she called Xu Mao over and asked him to send someone to the outside of the city and bring her four personal guards into the mansion.
She always felt that this month in Beijing would not be peaceful, she couldn't prepare for something, and it would not be a bad thing to have a few more helpers by her side.
Xu Mao was a little embarrassed, "There are not often outsiders living in the house, I'm afraid I want to report to the prince, right?"
Guo Wenying said: "You don't have to be embarrassed, I will tell the prince, this is also for the convenience of the prince, and he will not refuse if he wants to." ā
Xu Mao thought to himself, since this lord entered the mansion, he hasn't seen the prince do anything to her.
He went to pick up people, and Guo Wenying went back to his plum garden.
After sitting for a while, there was nothing to do, and he couldn't help but think about Feng Jingting, he entered the palace early this morning, and I don't know if he saw the emperor at this time? Thinking about this, he felt that his eyelids were fighting, and he went to bed and lay down, and fell asleep after a while.
Feng Jingting entered the palace early this morning, and these days he will go outside the palace almost every morning to wait for the emperor to summon him, until after noon, when he can no longer see half of hope, he will come back dejectedly.
On this day, as usual, he stood outside the palace, waiting respectfully, and originally thought that this time there would be no drama, but he didn't expect to wait for two hours, and the father-in-law who announced the decree came out of the palace.
When the father-in-law saw him, he was stunned at first, and then greeted him with a smile, "Hey, King Duanjun, the emperor was about to summon you, but I didn't expect you to wait here, but I saved the slave and maid to go to the mansion." ā
Feng Jingting was overjoyed, "Does the emperor want to summon this king?"
"Yes, I just gave the order, come with the slave and maid. ā
With the father-in-law, the palace gate guards no longer dared to stop him, and they all respectfully let him in, and he also had a spirit, and immediately ran out of the palace, about to go to the informant.
Feng Jingting didn't pay attention to it when he saw it, the palace guards were all in the hands of the second prince, Prince Alcohol, and he couldn't hide his entry into the palace at all.
Emperor Jingde summoned King Duanjun in the palace, which was the first time Feng Jingting had seen his father in two years.
Compared with before, my father is thinner, his body seems to be weaker, his two eye sockets are deep-set, and his face is blue and white, which makes people feel distressed just by looking at it.
He kowtowed respectfully, and Emperor Jingde waved him up, smiling, "You haven't been in the palace for a long time." ā
"Yes, Erchen has always wanted to enter the palace to meet his father, but he was not summoned by his father. ā
Emperor Jingde bowed slightly, "I know that I have wronged you this time." ā
Feng Jingting's heart sank, it seems that the emperor doesn't know anything. He hurriedly said: "My father is too worried, and my son doesn't feel wronged, but I haven't seen my father for many years, and I miss it too much." When he returned to Beijing this time, his son found several gold pills for his father, and wanted to dedicate them to his father to recuperate, but he was never summoned by his father, and he was very anxious. He said as he presented a black lacquered box.
Emperor Jingde glanced at it lightly and asked the eunuch to present the box.
The ten gold pills inside were all the size of fingernails, neatly arranged in the box, and there was a faint smell of a strange fragrance.
He smiled, "The emperor has a heart." ā
Feng Jingting said: "Filial piety for the father and emperor is what a child should do." ā
Emperor Jingde handed the black lacquer box to the eunuch and looked down at his son, he had a total of six sons, all of whom were good-looking, but the best looked were these four sons. Not only is he good-looking, but he also seems to have some means.
In the past, he never took this son to heart and let him take charge of the Northwest Army, just because he was the best martial artist among several sons, and the most proficient in the art of war.
He knows too well what kind of person Yu Fengyang is, that old man's temper is easy and he can't help people, either he has a great benefit, or he really likes him.
If he talks about buying, he doesn't believe that there is anyone or anything in this world who can buy that old guy, isn't his son really extraordinary?
He carefully looked at the fourth son in front of him, he had his own Tsinghua spirit, modest, cautious, calm, and steady, and he was indeed not the hairy boy with a full face who did not join the army a few years ago. It's grown a lot, and as for the side, I have to observe it again......
Emperor Jingde asked him to help him up, and beckoned, "Come over and talk to me." ā
Feng Jingting stood up, half-bowed his head, and stood obediently to the side with his eyebrows and hands down, this posture he learned from Guo Wenying, every time Guo Wenying stood in front of him like this, he could always see a different kind of respect, although this girl didn't know what to think in her heart, at least the surface kung fu was very good.
Emperor Jingde saw it in his eyes, and he was really satisfied, he had been sick for so many years, and his sons had taken great power, and gradually they didn't take him much seriously, especially the crown prince, since he was imprisoned in the country, he had a great posture of pressing him, and even the palace guards dared to be deployed at will.
It's hard for this son, but I still respect him from the bottom of my heart.
He smiled and suddenly asked, "Yuan Xi, why do you rule the world?"
Yuan Xi is his word, his father has never called him like this, Feng Jingting was stunned, and then said: "Give grace to the public, and make the world obey with benevolence and virtue." ā
Emperor Jingde bowed, "This is just one of them, a monarch must not only hold a sharp weapon in his hand, but also have benevolence in his heart." Yuan Xi, 'peace without forgetting danger, survival without forgetting death, governance without forgetting chaos', 'gentlemen to revitalize the people and educate virtue', and remember these two sentences, when the people can be virtuous, the world is safe. ā
Feng Jingting was slightly stunned, Emperor Jingde looked at him and smiled, "Yuan Xi, take good care of your sharp weapon, if you are virtuous and incompetent, how can the country be a country." ā
Feng Jingting's shocked expression was beyond words, the emperor is ...... Do you want to keep his military power and allow him to win the championship?
Before he could react, Emperor Jingde diverted the topic and said some things in the army, but he didn't say a word about the peace talks.
Feng Jingting was anxious, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and only secretly pondered how to lead the conversation to the discussion and test the emperor's meaning.