Bingyi thought that this child was likely to steal his young lady's position in the Shizi Mansion in the future,

Baili Guyan had only been lying in the house for half an hour, when he heard a commotion outside, frowned and asked, "Bingyi, what's going on outside?" ”

Bingyi thought to herself, although her own young lady could use her means, she would never use it to deal with the old and weak women and children. If she saw this child, she was afraid that she would be soft-hearted, so she replied with a little concealment: "Miss, it's not a big deal, it's just that a subordinate is ignorant and has destroyed a precious Da Lan." The slave has already taught him a lesson, so rest in peace. ”

The flowers and plants in the medicine pond of Baili Guyan were all transplanted from the side courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion on the day she and Rong Jue got married. In those days, the sun was big, and many flowers and plants wilted. Bingyi spent a lot of effort, **** poured water on them several times, and built a sun canopy, and it was not easy to save them. Now that Da Lan has been picked by the subordinates in Rong Jue's mansion for no reason, she should be angry.

Baili Guyan doesn't like Rong Jue very much, the so-called love house and Wu, if you don't love the house, it will naturally be inferior to Wu. Bingyi wanted to punish the man, but she didn't bother to care.

Ling'er knew that there must be someone who could speak in the main house, and he wanted to ask for help, but he had Da Lan in his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

Bingyi glared at him fiercely, and he had to bow his head obediently.

The voice of the owner of the main house was very good, Ling'er wanted to see the real person, but now in this situation, he had to kneel down to make amends to this maid sister.

He knelt down for a whole afternoon!

As the days passed into June, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the water in the south of the Yangtze River inevitably began to rise, and the Taihe River flooded, and all Taicheng was flooded, and even mounds collapsed, villages were destroyed, and people were buried.

Zong Zhengxuan's body deteriorated day by day, and he had to lie on the hospital bed to discuss politics.

Since Rong Jue took the oath at the gate of Jinfeng Tower, he rushed to the court, and the whole person changed his previous romantic style, which made many people in the court change their opinion.

Today's early dynasty, he naturally went.

Although Zongzheng Zhaoyan was confined to the prince's mansion, the prince's party was never allowed to rest in peace.

"Your Majesty, the Jianghuai drought was pacified by the prince himself, and Weichen thought that the prince could be a heavy responsibility for the flood in Taicheng!"

"Your Majesty, the crown prince is still grounded." Someone reminded, "Weichen thinks that His Royal Highness the Ninth is brave and can take on this great responsibility." ”

"His Royal Highness the Ninth is good at using troops, but he rarely intervenes in these natural disasters, and he is only afraid of commendable courage and inexperience." Mrs. Xiao played, "Although the crown prince is in the midst of a groundbreak, if His Majesty gives him the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" Your Majesty, after all, the crown prince is the ruler of the country. ”

Rong Jue kept his head down and listened, but did not speak.

The matter of Garan has obviously become a knot in Zong Zhengxuan's heart. No matter how others pleaded for the prince, Zong Zhengxuan always ignored it.

Zong Zhengxuan was already tired, and when he looked up, he happened to bump into Rong Jue's sight, as if he remembered something, and frowned: "Rong Shizi." ”

Rong Jue was slightly stunned, and said busily: "Weichen is here." ”

"I heard that you have recently 'reformed the evil and returned to the right' and opened a porridge workshop in the city to help the poor, but you have done a lot of good deeds." Zong Zhengxuan's eyes sank, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

Rong Jue didn't make a sound, just nodded indifferently.

Zong Zhengxuan glanced back at Gonggong Li, and ordered very decisively: "Draft the decree, seal Rong Shizi as the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and go to Taicheng from now on to control the flood!" ”

After that, he glanced at Rong Jue quietly again, and added: "It's well governed, and the first-class duke will be sealed; If the governance is not good, come and see you! ”JJ3607191