It's early in the morning, the air is fresh, the birds are chirping in the branches, and the streets are bustling with people.

The high walls are shady, making the alleys cold and damp, lonely and deserted. The residence of the prince has a special status, and there are public servants patrolling it, which is not the same as ordinary people.

With Li Tang leading the way, Zhao Hong stopped in front of Zhumen, a mansion in the north of Qinghu, Li Tang followed and stepped forward, and "Bangbang" knocked on the door.

Zhao Hong looked at the big words "Yiwangfu" on the door plaque, and he was worried, and even a little weak-hearted.

Although it is said to be "revisiting the old land", he does not have this emotion, nor does he have this experience, I am afraid that he will have to brew his feelings at that time.

The Great Song Dynasty ruled the country with filial piety and established the country with Confucianism, and now it is approaching the end of the year, if you don't come to see the heir who has raised him for more than ten years, he will not be sprayed to death by the saliva of people with a heart.

The Zhu door was opened with a "creak", and a little guy with a black head and a blue cotton coat poked his head out, and he glanced at Li Tang and Zhao Hong, his face full of pimples was full of impatience.

"What are you knocking on early in the morning? Who are you? ”

"Blind your dog's eyes, open the door quickly! This is His Royal Highness the Duke of Jiguo, the original heir of King Yi. Don't you recognize it? ”

Li Tang's face darkened, his eyes widened, and he scolded angrily.

"Jekook? The heir of King Yi? Is there a greeting sticker? ”

The little guy glanced at Zhao Hong in shock, then returned to normalcy and asked disdainfully.

The sticker is a business card, this era is called "door thorn", and interpersonal communication requires this.

"When the princess of Jiguo sees the princess, what else do you need? Hurry up and report it! ”

Li Tang's black face rose again.

When my son sees his mother, do I need any more stickers?

Zhao Hong secretly shouted that it was going to be bad. With Li Tang's black face, the anger in the eyes of the little guy, and the lack of bribes, it is estimated that it will be in vain.

"Nameless Thorn, I'm sorry, please go back. Wait until you bring the famous thorn again. What is the Duke of Jiguo, I only know the current heir of King Yi. Go back, don't stay here! ”

Looking at his indifference to Zhao Hong, it seems that he is no different from ordinary passers-by.

"You son minion, what a ......"

Li Tang was furious and was about to go crazy immediately.

A doorman dares to ignore the prince, which is really against the sky.

"Li Tang, don't be rude!"

Zhao Hong stopped Li Tang and smiled.

"Brother, please go in and report to the princess, just say that my son Zhao Hong has come home to see his mother."

Hades is easy to serve, but the imps are difficult. These snobs are the most difficult to deal with.

Zhao Hong was pleasant and approachable, and the little guy was even more arrogant, he smiled coldly and was about to close the door.

"The princess cultivates herself and worships the Buddha, if you don't see outsiders, you should leave the ...... quickly"

"Bang", before the little guy finished speaking, he had already been punched by Li Tang in the face, and he kicked the door open.

"Something like a dog, you dare to prevent His Highness from seeing the princess!"

Li Tang's face was pale, he pointed at the little guy and scolded angrily, and he was about to step forward.

The little guy took a few steps back, covered his left eye in surprise, and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, some people are presumptuous at the gate of the house and raid the house......"

The little guy shouted loudly, and before he finished speaking, Li Tang was furious and flew forward, and punched him again, hitting the little guy's right eye, followed by a fierce kick, and kicked the little guy down in the gate.

Li Tang followed, punching and kicking.

Zhao Hong put down the money bag he took out, and waited until he punched more than a dozen times in the auditorium.

"Li Tang, stop, don't cripple people."

If he doesn't stop it, with Li Tang's fists and feet, he won't be able to make the little guy really want to be sent to the intensive care department.

However, Li Tang reacted too quickly, which made him lose a lot of unjust money.

"Your Highness, let me kill this dog thief!"

Li Tang's face flushed, and he pulled out his knife from its sheath.

The dog fights the human power, the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty, and he encounters such a disgusting thing in the morning, which simply makes his liver too hot.

"Forget it. Why bother with these disgusting things. ”

Zhao Hong snorted coldly, Li Tang hurriedly inserted the knife back into the sheath, stepped forward and pushed open another Zhu door, and Zhao Hong stepped in.

This little guy dares to do this, one is to ask for some filial piety money, and the other reason is that he is used to being powerful.

This is also the consistent style of almost all powerful domestic slaves.

Li Tang followed into the door, glared angrily at the little guy holding his head on the ground, and spat on the ground fiercely.

Zhao Hong couldn't help but sigh. This Li Tang, "filial piety to money", these people don't understand the world, he is a straight man with character, no wonder he has a black face all day long.

"Stop, who's here to be presumptuous?"

As soon as the two entered the gate, they didn't take a few steps when a thin Confucian man walked over, followed by several men with guns and sticks.

"Mr. Zheng, he beat people for no reason, and he wants to forcibly break into the house!"

The beaten guy quickly got up, with a smile on his face, and the typical wicked person sued first.

"You strong-spoken dog minion!"

Li Tang's face was red, and he was about to burst out again, but was stopped by Zhao Hong.

"Zheng Xuelu, I haven't seen you for a few days, the Yiwang Mansion is so big that I won't even let my son see his mother!"

Zhao Hong sneered and turned his gaze to the thin Confucian.

This evil slave made him inexplicably reminded him of the security guards in some units and companies in later generations.

"Your Highness, why are you here? The old minister was rude. ”

Seeing that it was Zhao Hong, Zheng Qingzhi was also taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

As the student of Taixue, the teacher of Zhao Guicheng, the heir of King Yi, he has met Zhao Hong a lot and can't be too familiar.

"Mr. Zheng, the New Year is approaching, I'll come back to see Princess Yi, my mother, is it okay?"

Zhao Hong looked at the frightened little guy and returned the salute to Zheng Qingzhi.

"Your Highness, your honor, your honor! You come to see the princess, the Yiwang Mansion is full of splendor. Is this dog slave offending you? ”

Zheng Qingzhi looked at the little guy with a frightened face, and instantly understood seven or eight points.

This evil slave, eating filial piety and eating Zhao Hong's grumpy head, no wonder he was flattened by fire.

"Zheng Xuelu, this guy didn't let His Highness enter the door, and the second said disrespectful to His Highness. You Yiwang Mansion, what a big shelf! ”

Li Tang pointed to the little guy who was slapped in the face and continued to be furious.

There is a difference between high and low. A janitor, even if he dares to stop the current prince, it is not too much to kill. If this reaches the ears of the ministers and the emperor, the face of the Yiwang Mansion will be gloomy, and he will also eat melons.

"You dog slave, even His Royal Highness the Duke of Jiguo dares to blackmail, are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingzhi shouted angrily and ordered the left and right family members to come.

"Beat this guy with 20 sticks and wait for His Highness to fall out!"

This fight is wrong, even if Zhao Hong kills him, no one dares to say anything. This guy really ruined the reputation of the Yiwang Mansion.

"Mr. Zheng, you have been wronged! Spare your life! ”

The little guy kowtowed again and again and begged for mercy, Zheng Qingzhi waved his hand with a dark face, and the family members quickly pulled the little guy down.

Zheng Qingzhi turned his head with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, the princess is in the Buddha Hall, and the minister will take you there."

"Mr. Zheng, I'm tired."

Zhao Hong nodded, a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, please."

Zheng Qingzhi was in front, Zhao Hong was behind, and went to the Buddha Hall.

"Revisiting the old place, things are people, except for the princess, other related people, etc., don't seem to know each other anymore."

Zhao Hong followed Zheng Qingzhi forward, and suddenly sighed.

He pretended to be a ghost, but in fact, he also expressed his dissatisfaction with the matter of "small guy blocking the door".

Zhao Guicheng lived in, and he was the only one to take advantage of, occupying the magpie's nest, and robbing his country.

In history, Shi Miyuan forced Zhao Hong to commit suicide, and this guy was already the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, but he was silent. If he said something, at least Zhao Hong could save his life.

However, the ass decides the head. In other words, if he is on the throne, I am afraid that he will not allow such a threat as the abolition of the prince to exist.

"Your Highness has been away for more than ten years, if you are free, you might as well come back often."

Zheng Qingzhi smiled with a smile on his face, perfunctory to Zhao Hong.

"Mr. Zheng, life is short, but many people don't understand, they have to fight for power and profit, open guns and hidden arrows, and even ignore human morality. I really don't know what to do! ”

Zhao Hong didn't look at Zheng Qingzhi, and he said again.

"Temple...... Under...... What a wisdom...... Famous words! ”

Zheng Qingzhi's forehead was sweating, and he was already a little weak and short of breath.

What does Zhao Hong mean by this?

"Mr. Zheng, you are a master of science in this dynasty, a wise man, when will you come to my house to sit, let's talk around the fireplace at night, sit and talk, wouldn't it be happy?"

Zhao Hong looked at Zheng Qingzhi, who was smiling and smiling, and spoke softly.

"Definitely, definitely!"

Zheng Qingzhi nodded and bowed, and unconsciously, several people had come to a side courtyard, and Zheng Qingzhi immediately stopped.

"Your Highness, the princess is inside. The old minister will not go in. ”

He's sweating profusely now, and he's wishing he could leave sooner.

"Thank you Zheng Xuelu."

Zhao Hong thanked Zheng Qingzhi and muttered secretly.

It seems that Zheng Qingzhi is a sincere person, and he will be flustered after a little temptation.

"Mother, I'm in!"

Zhao Hong took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Come in, Jun'er."

A soft voice came from inside.

Zhao Hong gently pushed open the door, while Li Tang waited outside the door.

Entering the door, I went around to the Buddhist hall in the middle of the room, and on the futon, a middle-aged woman in her forties was meditating, the Buddhist beads in her hands were turning, and her mouth was muttering to herself.

Although the woman was dressed in plain clothes, her complexion was fair, graceful and luxurious, which was very different from ordinary folk women.

"Mother, the child has come to see you."

Zhao Hong said softly and saluted the woman.

He came to see Princess Yu this time, one is a gift of humanity, and the other is to see if he can get the help of this "mother" to help change his current predicament.

There is great strength in numbers, and he can't always fight alone.

"Jun'er, it's really you."

Seeing that it was Zhao Hong, Princess Yu of Yi, her eyes were full of surprise.

"Mother, you're so much thinner! But it's also much prettier! ”

Zhao Hong hurriedly took a few steps forward, helped Yu up, and sat down on the chair next to him.

Respect the old and love the young, no one needs to remind him, he still understands.

As for whether you are thin or not, that's another matter. A word of concern, no one cares.

"Silly boy, my mother has a good body, so you don't have to worry about it. Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter! ”

Yu sat down, his eyes full of love.

Yiwang Zhao Luan is the cousin of the current emperor Zhao Kuo, and he is also the favorite grandson of Song Xiaozong Zhao Tuan. And Yu is the wife of Zhao Lu, the king of Yi.

In the fifth year of Shaoxi, that is, 30 years ago, the newly enthroned Zhao Kuo issued an edict to canonize his younger sister-in-law Yu as the lady of Xianning County, and then entered the title of Mrs. Anguo.

In the second year of Kaixi, also 18 years ago, King Zhao of Yi died of illness. Zhao Lu and Yu originally had a son, Zhao Yuan, but died at the age of three. Before Zhao Luan died, he asked the emperor's cousin Zhao Kuo to give him an heir.

Immediately issued an edict, the son of Zhao Xiqu of the Sect of the Sect was the successor, renamed Zhao Jun, led the right Qianniuwei general, placed a professor in the middle of the house, and added Fuzhou Observation Envoy. In the eighth year of Jiading, Zhao Jun was renamed Zhao Guihe by his uncle Zhao Kuan. In the thirteenth year of Jiading, Zhao Kuo's heir, the crown prince Zhao Xun, died of illness, and the crown prince had no one, so Zhao Kuo made Zhao Guihe the prince and changed his name to Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong grew up from a child in Yiwangfu, and lived with the Yu family for more than ten years, so he naturally has deep feelings.

It's just that Yu doesn't know that the son in front of him is already a high-imitation copycat version.

"Jun'er, you haven't come to see your mother for a long time!"

Yu's eyes were moist, and he couldn't help but complain about Zhao Hong.

"Mother, the main thing is that there is an heir in the house now, things are not people, and it is a little inconvenient for the child to come again. Please don't be angry. ”

Zhao Hong blushed secretly, and originally thought about whether to squeeze two drops of "crocodile tears" or drop two drops of eye drops, but now it seems that he has thought too much.

Yu lost his husband and son at a young age, and his new son, who had worked hard to raise him, was made a prince by the emperor "snatching his love", and he was alone. Although there is now Zhao Guicheng as the heir of the Yiwang Mansion, Zhao Guicheng was only selected as the heir at the age of 17 and has grown up. I'm afraid it will take time for both parties to establish a relationship

And Zhao Hong looked down on Zhao Guicheng because Zhao Guicheng was chosen by Shi Miyuan, and he was a donkey temper, so he rarely came to Yiwangfu.