Someone is indeed here, and it was the Queen Mother who ordered someone to summon Zeng Rong.

It turned out that the Queen Mother came to her this time to ask about the emperor's recent daily life, such as diet, sleep, bed, government affairs, etc.

Zeng Rong picked some replies that could be said, in terms of government affairs, she was a little female historian who didn't dare to put her beak lightly, but fortunately, the Queen Mother didn't care about it, she just cared about whether the government was going well or not, whether there was a big event, but she didn't mean to interfere in politics.

Rao is like this, Zeng Rong is also sweating, obviously, the Queen Mother also heard that Zheng Jiao's return to favor has something to do with Zeng Rong, she wants to know what Zeng Rong has done.

In addition, the emperor's recent stay in Yaohua Palace has also reached the ears of the queen mother, and the old man is very disappointed in his son, wanting to know what his son thinks and what abnormal behavior he has.

But how dare Zeng Rong talk about this kind of thing?

Coming out of the Queen Mother, Zeng Rong returned to the backyard, and Zhu Heng was already sitting in the study, reading the copywriting recorded by Zeng Rong.

"No, you can't watch this." Zeng Rong pulled the book out of his hand.

Zhu Heng didn't worry, and smiled, "I want to read what you wrote, I want to know what you are busy with every day, whether you are tired or not, and whether you can adapt to it." ”

After speaking, he stared at Zeng Rong's face and studied it carefully, Zeng Rong touched his face, understood what the other party was worried about, and smiled, "Don't worry, the Queen Mother didn't embarrass me, she just asked me to inquire about the emperor's daily life." ”

"There were suddenly a few happy events in the palace, and it was time for her old man to worry about more." After Zhu Heng finished speaking, his expression suddenly turned cold.

He thought of his mother, and he thought of himself.

Since he knew that his legs could be completely healed back then, Zhu Heng couldn't tell what it was like.

He didn't blame the old man for not protecting his mother for him, nor did he blame her for not protecting him, but Zhu Hengwei was really dissatisfied with the follow-up of his fall into the well.

Knowing that he was framed, the imperial grandmother did not pursue the woman's responsibility, but she would only be angry with the people around him, and the palace maids and eunuchs around him would be killed with the rods, and those who were criminal slaves would be criminal slaves, and even Aunt Qin would not tolerate them and would be sent away.

That's all there is to it, what makes Zhu Heng most puzzled is that there are so many imperial doctors in the Imperial Doctor's Department, why all the few who treated him were bought by that woman, and the imperial grandmother, as the queen mother, didn't notice it at all.

Anyway, her old man was also born as a queen back then, and she was in charge of the harem for many years, and then she listened to politics for a few years, how could she not have any means, how could she be fooled so far?

"That's it, I'm not angry, it's all over, look forward, she also has her helplessness." Zeng Rong guessed Zhu Heng's mind and persuaded.

After these days of cold watching, Zeng Rong understood that Tong Yao was definitely the heaviest in the emperor's heart, not to mention anything else, just the emperor could leave government affairs for her, and he could also break the palace rule that the emperor was not allowed to stay at the concubines outside Kunning Palace, which was very unusual.

Therefore, even if the Queen Mother wants to do something, she has to weigh it.

"Okay, look ahead, don't be angry." Zhu Heng held Zeng Rong's hands and buried his face in her palms, "Why didn't you enter the palace a few years earlier?" Would it have been different if I had known you earlier? ”

"Don't, if you knew me a few years ago, I would really be a little village girl who can't read big words, in the emperor's words, stupid and stupid, you definitely can't look down on me." Zeng Rong pulled his hand out and said with a smile.

She was still not used to physical contact with him.

Except, of course, during acupuncture.

"It's okay, I can teach you personally, then you don't have to suffer these hardships, and I won't grow up alone." Zhu Heng picked up Zeng Rong's right hand again, and said while stroking the old calluses and scars on her hands.

Zeng Rong's hands have knife wounds, cuts, burns, punctures, and layers of old cocoons and new cocoons, therefore, strictly speaking, her hand feels not good at all, not only is it soft and boneless like a boudoir woman, on the contrary, those calluses even have a hand to the touch.

"Don't look at it, it's ugly." Zeng Rong wanted to pull his hand out again.

"It's not ugly, I like it." Zhu Heng clenched it, pulled it into his arms again, and covered his face again.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll do acupuncture for you." Zeng Rong's face flushed.

Zhu Heng raised his head, just in time to see Zeng Rong with his head down, his face was full of crimson, knowing that she was thin-skinned, he didn't embarrass her anymore, and let go of her hand, "It's okay." ”

After touching a stick of incense, Zeng Rong pricked the needle for Zhu Heng, and not long after, fine and dense beads of sweat covered Zhu Heng's entire forehead, Zeng Rong took out a silk handkerchief and spoke to him softly while wiping his sweat, trying to distract him.

Because this feeling of numbness and itching like ants in the body is much more unbearable than simple pain, so every acupuncture is a physical and mental torment for Zhu Heng now.

"By the way, I heard them talk about the Autumn Festival today, and I wrote down the policy topics in several places, one of which is "On the Government of the Emperor and the Heart of the Emperor", if it were you, how would you solve the problem?" Zeng Rong rolled his eyes and asked.

"Me?" Zhu Heng has never made this kind of strategy, but Zeng Rong has talked to him about the government these days, and every time there is a major event in the court, Zeng Rong will mostly learn from him about the disputes of the ministers.

These contents are much more practical than what he learned from reading books himself, so Zhu Heng thought about it for a while, and then said: "The government of the emperor and the heart of the emperor are nothing more than the relationship between the emperor and the people, policy and the rule of law, and the rule of law and the rule of virtue. Ah Rong, it seems that this topic should not be Qiuqiu, right, are local officials so bold in coming up with questions? ”

Zhu Heng, who realized it later, realized something, and looked at Zeng Rong's gaze with a bit of research.

"You're really getting more and more difficult to deceive, this is indeed not a Qiu Yu question, it is the last palace exam question, I also heard them say it and thought it was a little interesting, so I used it to test you." After Zeng Rong finished speaking, she smiled and took the initiative to grab Zhu Heng's hand and rub it, she wanted to appease him, Zhu Heng's facial features were a little deformed because of the distortion.

But even if it was uncomfortable like this, Zhu Heng didn't forget to remind Zeng Rong, "Remember, this topic must not be mentioned in front of others, and my father is taboo." ”

"Rest assured. By the way, to be honest, this year's autumn topic in Jiangnan is about tax reform, this time the tax reform of the imperial court has been implemented, your uncle has made great contributions, the top ten families in Jiangnan have stood up to support, your uncle has lobbied well, during which morality, pros and cons must have been studied, and it will be somewhat helpful for your cousin's examination, it is estimated that it will not be long before the Qian family should go to Beijing again. ”

In fact, what she cares about is not the Qian family's going to Beijing, but the Qian family's young lady.