Xin Yu stood in the crowd, silently listening to those discussions, and his heart sank.

The umbrella of the people is the affirmation of the local people for good officials. King Qing got the umbrella of the people, had a good reputation loved by the people, and had the merits of disaster relief, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty for her to seek justice for her mother.

Thinking about it again, the man handed over the disaster relief errand to King Qing, which was to pave the way for King Qing, and Xin Yu's heart sank even more.

Even if Lord He brought back the news of his mother's murder, would that person really give up King Qing for his mother's sake?

If that person chooses King Qing Xin Yu bit his lip hard, and his eyes flashed with determination.

Then she will take King Qing's life by herself and die together!

Xin Yu thought very clearly, everything Guchang Bofu did was for King Qing. As soon as King Qing died, their wealth and glory were like high-rise buildings that had been dug up, and they could only collapse with a bang.

It's just that such a direct revenge can't be retreated.

She is not an impulsive person, but when the king of a country is determined to protect the next person, how can there be the best of both worlds.

The worst outcome is nothing more than her life.

Thinking of this, Xin Yu regained her composure and watched the long dragon march forward.

The direction the team went in was the Imperial City.

"Meet my father." In the main hall, hundreds of civil and military officials were lined up on both sides, and King Qing bowed to the man sitting on the dragon chair.

Emperor Xingyuan nodded, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Good job, you've worked hard these days."

"Sharing the worries of the father and the emperor is what the sons should do. The sons and daughters do not feel hard, but only honored." King Qing half-bowed his head and said loudly.

"Go out and make progress." Emperor Xingyuan praised again, and turned his gaze to Pei Zuo, the waiter of the household department.

Pei Shilang is the chief official of this Dingbei disaster relief.

"Pei Shilang has also worked hard."

Pei Shilang hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Emperor Xingyuan's lips smiled even deeper, and he ordered, "Set up a banquet, I will wash the dust for you."

At the palace banquet, the stars of King Qing held the moon, and Pei Shilang also had unlimited scenery.

Zhang Jian, the right attendant who was also an official in the household department, sighed in his heart.

Pei Zuo was really lucky, he got such a good errand. It's not like he can only be in charge of the rear, no matter how good he is, he doesn't show it.

Of course, this envy can only be hidden in the heart, but it cannot be expressed.

Although he was toasted by countless people, with Emperor Xingyuan present, King Qing did not dare to be greedy even if he was praised flutteringly, and after the palace banquet, he went to Cining Palace to greet the Queen Mother.

"Imperial grandmother, grandson is back."

"It's good to come back, your father has been thinking about you." The Queen Mother looked at her high-spirited grandson with a loving face.

When King Qing heard this, he was even happier.

It's better to come back, everything is familiar to him, used to it, unlike that ghost place, he doesn't want to stay for a moment.

King Qing talked with the Queen Mother for a while, and before leaving, he got a lot of good things from the Queen Mother, and went to Hanlian Palace with his feet.

In the Hanlian Palace, Concubine Shu had been waiting for a long time, urging King Qing over and over again.

"His Royal Highness King Qing has arrived."

As soon as she heard this, Concubine Shu immediately walked out and met King Qing who walked in.

"Mother—"

"It's back, my son-" Concubine Shu grabbed King Qing who was about to salute, and saw King Qing's appearance clearly, and the latter sentence "Thin" was forced back.

"What's wrong, Princess?" King Qing asked casually.

In front of Concubine Shu, King Qing is the most comfortable, not pretending to be obedient in front of Emperor Xingyuan and the Queen Mother.

"My son suffered." Concubine Shu choked up and changed her words.

King Qing frowned: "Mother concubine, don't mention the matter of Dingbei. These are the things that have been done in the past two months, and I finally came back, and my son doesn't want to talk about it."

"Yes, yes, the concubine understands." Concubine Shu's eyes did not leave her son.

God knows how worried she has been for more than two months!

Although there is no danger as a son, there are always unexpected things and unpreventable diseases

Sickness.

She is such a son, what if there is really a mistake.

"Got a lot of bars at the party? The concubine made a sobering soup, and you drink a bowl."

Gong E, who was holding the decanting soup, stepped forward.

King Qing took the bowl and drank it, rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, and asked Concubine Shu, "Is there anything new in the days when my son is not in Beijing?"

New?

Xu is life in the palace is too immutable, and what Concubine Shu suddenly thinks of is Miss Kou.

"The concubine has heard something new."

"Tell me about it." When King Qing heard this, he suppressed his plan to find an excuse to leave.

"That Kou girl, Yi'er has an impression, right?"

King Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

Miss Kou again?

"What's wrong with her?"

"Not long after you went out, a wealthy family in Beijing donated silver to the disaster area. Your father, the emperor, asked King Xiu to be responsible for organizing a banquet for good people, and anyone who donated more than 1,000 taels of silver could go to the banquet. That Kou girl, I donated 50,000 taels."

King Qing was taken aback: "Fifty thousand taels?"

"Yes, fifty thousand taels." Concubine Shu's tone was meaningful, "Because of these 50,000 taels, she was specially summoned by your father at the banquet of the good man and was rewarded."

King Qing sneered: "I really know how to drill camp!"

King Qing's attitude made Concubine Shu completely relieved.

Since Miss Kou entered the eyes of Emperor Xingyuan, Concubine Shu was inexplicably a little uneasy, and often inquired about the movements outside the palace.

It is said that this Kou girl is quite sought after by those young men in the National Prison, and she is really afraid that her son will be hooked by that girl's tricks.

"Fortunately, your imperial grandmother's eyes are bright, and she ...... on New Year's Day."

After listening to Concubine Shu, King Qing hooked his lips: "An orphan girl, what a great ability."

Concubine Shu also smiled: "It's very capable. In the first month, her bookstore published a new book, and countless people bought it, and even there were many little palace maids and eunuchs in the palace to read it."

"Is it the second volume of "Journey to the West"?" King Qing came to be interested.

"Guess so. It's better to read less of this kind of idle book."

In fact, Concubine Shu not only watched it, but also watched it several times.

"My son knows. My son is a little tired, so he will go back to the house to rest and come to see his mother another day."

King Qing left the palace, and on the way back to the palace, he sent his cronies to buy "Journey to the West". Wait for him to go back to shower and change his clothes, and lazily lean on the couch to look around.

Time passed imperceptibly, and the attendant cautiously reminded, "Your Highness, rest your eyes."

King Qing threw the book on the table and instructed his attendants, "You go to Qingsong Bookstore and bring Mr. Songling, this king wants to see him."

This Mr. Songling does have some talent.

The attendant took the order and departed.

"Is Miss Kou here? I'm from King Qing's Mansion."

Shopkeeper Hu hurriedly asked the stone to report the news.

Hearing that someone from King Qing's Mansion was coming, Xin Yujie was taken aback.

King Qing only returned to Beijing today, how could he send someone to find her?

When he went to the front and met the people from King Qing's Mansion, Xin Yu finally knew the reason: it turned out that he wanted to see Mr. Songling.

Looking at King Qing's attendants with anticipation, Xin Yu's heart moved fiercely.

If she goes to King Qing's Mansion in the form of Mr. Songling-

The thought flashed through her, and she forcibly suppressed it.

Lord He hasn't come back yet, and I don't know what that person will do, so I can't rush.