The past passed one by one, and Boyan was even more upset. Didn't the mother already give birth to a daughter for Tuesday Childe? How could he be a grandmother for the third prince? The dignified Zhou Mansion, is it so disrespectful? Did you hear it wrong? All this can only be answered by finding his younger brother Ji Zhongwen.

Fortunately, Boyan has a good memory, and he found the vermilion lacquer gate in the side gate of the Zhou Gongfu that Zhongwen brought him to last time, and knocked on the door for a while, but he couldn't hear any sound inside. Isn't it not at home?

Helpless, he had no choice but to try his luck in front of the magnificent main gate of the Zhou Mansion. At that time, Zhou Gongding had already returned to the city from Fengjing, and dozens of oxen carts were parked outside the gate, and the servants were moving in and out to carry all kinds of things, and no one paid attention to him at all.

"Be light, these are bronze tripods, the love of Grandpa Guo, and they will kill you if they are broken!" This slightly immature voice exudes a sense of grandeur, who is it not Zhongwen?

I saw Ji Zhongwen wearing an obviously long vermilion retainer brocade robe, wearing a two-inch jade crown on his head, dancing with his hands to scold this and accuse that. Boyan cleared his throat and shouted, "Zhongwen!"

Zhong Wen turned his head and saw him, and immediately greeted him with a happy face: "Brother, you are here!" I ------" He smiled bitterly and pointed to the flow of people coming in and out, and said proudly, "I can't leave! Otherwise, I should have invited my brother to drink an old drink."

"Don't pretend to be garlic with me!" Boyan grabbed him by the sleeve, pulled him to a secluded place without saying anything, and asked, "I ask you, where is my mother?"

Zhong Wen glanced at him and said, "Didn't you already deny her as your mother? What are you asking?"

"Don't bother!" Boyan was furious, put one arm on his brother's throat, and asked sharply, "To be honest, did she enter the palace? It's long since he was in the Mansion?"

Zhong Wen's eyes were afraid, except for the day when Sui Concubine announced that he would marry into the Zhou Mansion as a concubine, he had never seen his brother lose such a temper, so he had to snort and say, "Since you already know, what do you ask me to do? However, my mother just went to be the adoptive grandmother of the third prince, and she didn't do anything else, so this is also for our brother to ask for a background in the Zhou royal family, isn't it?"

"Whose idea was it?" Boyan was furious and roared, "It's not enough for her to be a concubine, what kind of wind did she smoke? Willing to be a slave?" Who doesn't know that if you enter the palace to be a grandmother, you have to be a slave, and if one person becomes a slave, he will be a slave for generations.

Zhongwen hurriedly defended, "No. Mother said that she was the only one who entered the Tong register, and Guogong said, you and my brother are still free people. You see-----" He raised the sleeve of his brocade robe: "Grandpa Guo also promoted me to be a gatekeeper!"

Having said this, Boyan only felt cold in his heart, such a mother, such a younger brother, what else could he say? The first time, he felt the taste of discouragement.

In the deep and narrow palace alley, Sui Fei followed the steps of the third prince Ji Ci, trying not to let herself look left and right, looking like she had never seen the world. Every grass and tree, brick and tile in the palace seemed to her to be a matter of her previous life.

But walking on this smooth bluestone pavement, she still couldn't help but be curious and sad. When she was the eldest daughter-in-law of King Xianxiao, the palace was where she was familiar with the road. Father-in-law Ji Pifang has lost his wife for many years and insists on refusing to set up another queen. As the eldest daughter-in-law, Sui Fei often enters the palace to help take care of the affairs of the palace, and she is indispensable for every big day such as the Spring and Autumn Festival.

What a beautiful woman she was back then! Before and after people, how many people called "Crown Princess"! But the crown princess, what a sarcastic word it sounds like now! Not only did Ji Hui not become the prince, but he fled to the Qi Kingdom, and a few years later he lost his use value, and was killed by the assassins. She then became a quasi-princess to a market abandoned woman with no food and clothing.

Unconsciously, Sui Fei felt that the ray of sunlight above Gong Lane was even more dazzling, and she couldn't open her eyes. In a trance, I saw that Ji Ci on the front step was twisting her little body around like a twisting candy, as if she was still calling her.

She hurriedly ran forward and whispered, "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, is there something to call the slave maid?"

Ji Ci stared at the big round eyes

She suddenly stretched out her palm and patted her shoulder: "Mama, you don't have to be afraid! Brother Wang loves me the most, you will definitely be able to stay in the palace!"

This child is only eight years old, where does he know the twists and turns of adults, he only knows that whoever is good to him, he will be good to whom. Sui Fei smiled and comforted: "The slave is not afraid, Your Highness can rest assured."

The towering ridge of the main hall and the soaring eaves leap into view. One of the chamberlains saw Bu Chariot from a distance, and shouted with a wave of dust, "Luo Chau—"

Zhou Gongding, who was already waiting in front of the palace, stepped forward with a spring breeze on his face, and the wrinkles on his face bloomed like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum: "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, why did you come?" The king is already in a hurry, so go in! Qi Zhong, come and help!"

The chamberlain came over and helped Ji Ci to the Danqi, who turned his eyes to look at Sui Fei, his eyes full of attachment. Then she waved her hand lovingly: "Go, Your Highness, the slave will always be waiting for you!" Only then did Ji Ci climb the stairs with confidence.

"It seems that the third prince can't leave you for a moment now!" An old, gloomy voice sounded behind her, and she was startled. This voice is all too familiar, and in the few years that I have lived in the Guogong Mansion, this voice has been the master of a huge mansion. She didn't look at it, so she turned around and gave a deep salute: "Please be safe from Grandpa Guo!"

Zhou Gong nodded fixedly, Sui Fei kept her head down, and he could only see the hairpin on her hair bun, which was made of bamboo, no different from a woman in the market. For no reason, he suddenly felt a little guilty, cleared his throat and said, "The old man knows that it is indeed wronged to let you enter the palace as the adoptive grandmother of the third prince. However, you are in a difficult situation with the second child, so it is better to enter the palace and fight for a background! Don't worry, Zhongwen is already the doorman of my house, and he can be regarded as an official retainer. As for your eldest son, Boyan------

Sui Fei raised her head suddenly, although a pair of apricot eyes have been dimmed by the years, she can vaguely see a little bit of the demeanor of her youth. Her eyes flashed with hope and begging: "Grandpa Guo, since Boyan has already called his subordinates, I hope that Grandpa Guo can understand his difficult situation and make everything difficult. After all, he has such a biological father, and there are countless ministers in the prime minister's mansion who want to embarrass him. Now that the slave has entered the palace, please ask the grandfather of the country to let him go!" After speaking, he knelt down with a thud and kept kowtowing.

Zhou Gongding hurriedly helped her up: "Absolutely not, the Son of Heaven may want to see you after a while!" What's the matter with your broken head? As for Boyan------" he sighed helplessly, "That's a temperamental child, different from his father. I also know that every time Zhongwen goes to him, the news he brings back is something innocuous and insignificant, and this kid has been lying to the old man. Even if he is reluctant, I cannot force it."

"Grandpa Xie Guo!" Sui Fei was grateful. As a mother, she knew that her self-willingness to be a concubine had deeply hurt her eldest son's self-esteem, and now she regretted it, and all she could do was to agree to Zhou Gongding's entry into the palace, so as to free her eldest son from an embarrassing situation. I don't know if my son can know and understand this painstaking work?

She suddenly remembered something, and said worriedly: "Grandpa Guo, after all, the slave maid is the abandoned wife of the abolished prince Ji Hui, and the concubine of the second son, if the king of Zhou knows this, how can he be willing to keep me in the palace?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Zhou Gongding's face turned pale: "The old man has his own way to deal with it."

As soon as the words fell, the chamberlain walked out of the hall again, pulled his neck and raised his voice, "The king summoned Duke Zhou to see——"

Zhou Gongding dressed neatly and bowed up the steps. This is the first time to pay homage to the king since returning to Hojing, so it can't be inappropriate.

After the monarch and the ministers saw the salute, Zhou Gongding raised his eyes, and saw Ji Hu, the queen of the king's case, smiling, and his younger brother Ji Ci sitting next to him, chewing some pastry in his mouth. Ji Hu smiled, wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth for him with his cuffs, and couldn't help but praise: "The king is becoming more and more like an elder brother."

"Thanks to Guogong for taking care of the third brother in Fengjing. He has been weak since childhood, but he is not a good man!" Since the death of Shaoji and Zhong Ji, Bo Ji and himself have become strangers, and the younger brother of the imperial father is fostered in the Zhaogong Mansion, and Ji Hu has only one third brother Ji Ci by his side. Therefore, he paid more attention to it, and the feelings of the eldest brother poured out on his head.

Zhou Gongding lost no time in taking over the conversation: "King, these are not the work of the old ministers, but the photos of the concubines

That's a good expectation!"

"Grandma?" Ji Hu asked casually, "As soon as I came back, the third brother's words were all about how this concubine was doing. Gu heard that when he first arrived at Fengjing Palace, no one was allowed to get close, and he cried for several days. Why is it that when this concubine comes, Ci'er will be honest?"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Gongding frowned and replied: "At that time, the old minister was in a hurry, and all the adoptive grandmothers in and outside the palace were pulled to the third prince, but he didn't want anyone. Until I saw this concubine, I immediately had attachment and obeyed my words, perhaps, this is fate!"

"Suifei?" Ji Hu asked, "Is it a Suiguo woman?" There are very few women of this clan in the palace, where did the prince find it?"

"Don't dare to deceive the king," Zhou Gongding bowed his hand angrily: "This girl was originally the concubine of the second eldest of my family, and she was occasionally loved by the third prince, so the old minister let the dog take out the concubine and enter the palace to accompany the third prince."

"How? Isn't that a sword snatching love?" Ji Hu glanced at Ji Ci hatefully, and the latter lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

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