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After all, a child is a child. Lin Xi's unrestrained gesture, as if he could wave his sleeves and throw the father and son away in the next moment, made Zhao Yuanrong feel full of crisis in an instant.

Not to mention the previous awkwardness disappeared, and now the clinginess is getting tighter.

After all, his father is too useless, alas!

Aunt Qing and Aunt Qiu bowed profusely, "Mother Gu, please go slowly."

Gu's mother looked at them and said with a smile: "It was just a slip of the tongue on my part just now. The two aunts are sensible people, so don't talk nonsense."

Aunt Qing froze for a moment, then looked at Aunt Qiu, a little at a loss.

Aunt Qiu's beautiful face concealed her flickering eyes, then she gave Aunt Qing a reassuring look, and said, "Mother Gu, don't worry, it's just a joke, we sisters will forget it in a blink of an eye."

Hearing that Mother Gu's face softened, and the collapsed nasolabial folds softened, she sighed, "Oh, Qiyunxuan is full of servants, and no one talks to me on weekdays. The two aunts can think highly of me." , That's why I said a few more words in my mouth, and I can't do it seriously, let the prince and the son know, we can't eat and walk away."

The two aunts said yes again and again.

After the figure of Gu's mother left, their respective maids helped them up.

Linglong said angrily: "It's just the nanny next to Shi Ziye, who puts on airs bigger than Shi Ziye, she really thinks she is a master."

Aunt Qing glared at her, Linglong puffed her cheeks and did not continue.

"As far as you are talking nonsense, Mama Gu is an old man next to Shizi, so she is naturally more respectable than us, and even Shizi respects us, let alone us, sister Qiu, don't you think so?"

Aunt Qiu nodded, looking at the door facing Qi Yunxuan's direction, she frowned slightly, obviously a little uneasy.

Aunt Qing was a little puzzled, "Sister Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Qiu came back to her senses, looked at Aunt Qing's worried eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Sister, do you think Mama Gu's words are trustworthy?"

Aunt Qing immediately shook her head, "How is it possible, that Mr. Lin just saved the life of the son, the prince is close to him, and the son likes him, isn't that what everyone says."

Linglong interjected softly, "But Shizi has been healed for a long time..."

Aunt Qing was a little embarrassed, and seeing Aunt Qiu's expression darken again, she comforted her: "Mr. Lin is said to be very talented, and the prince loves talented people, and he has the grace to save lives, so let the son get close, It's nothing."

Linglong said again: "When the prince is not in Beijing, the prince will be taken care of by Mr. Lin directly, not even Mrs. Yongninghou."

"Hey, you girl, did I spoil you too much on weekdays! You are lawless!"

Aunt Qing raised her willow eyebrows, she turned around and raised her hand to hit Linglong, but Aunt Qiu quickly grabbed her, "What is my sister doing, she is right."

"Miss..." Linglong fell to her knees with a puff, looked at Aunt Qing pitifully, and begged, "I don't dare."

The name in the boudoir immediately softened Aunt Qing's heart. They have depended on each other until now, and they really couldn't bear to punish her, so they had to scold her angrily, "Go make a pot of tea, didn't you see that the tea is dry? I'm getting more and more blind."

"Yes, miss." Linglong ran away quickly holding her skirt.

"Sister Qiu, this girl Linglong has no knowledge. She said that the wind is the rain. Don't believe her words." Aunt Qing helped Aunt Qiu to sit down, held her hand and said, "Sister, think about it, this kind of ridiculous It has happened to the prince before, how much the prince doted on his sister back then, everyone here has seen it all, if Concubine Yao hadn't come in early, it would not be her turn to threaten the concubine."

Aunt Qiu's beautiful face was suddenly disappointed, "It's all in the past, what is my sister doing mentioning this? The prince has never stepped into the Qiushuang Pavilion these years."

"Everyone is the same. Fortunately, the prince didn't summon his other aunts, didn't he? It's normal for the prince to be slow after the death of the princess and the second son. Wait a little longer, maybe it will be fine."

This has been waiting for six years!If it weren't for the prince's heart, who would have never stepped into the inner courtyard and had no newcomers for six years?

Aunt Qiu pursed her lips, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

At this time, Hou Linglong came in with a pot of tea, and now she has behaved herself, she quietly poured the tea and stood behind Aunt Qing.

"Sister, let's try this white tea. Although we can't see the prince, these good things have never been broken. From now on, even if the eldest son is the head of the family, our life will not be sad."

Aunt Qing carelessly picked up the teacup and handed it to Aunt Qiu. She loves white tea, so she picked up a cup and smelled it herself, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

Aunt Qiu sighed in her heart, this silly girl, can the prince be the same as the prince?In the future, the prince will also have his own concubines, and those of the older generation who have no children may have to go to the temple.

When Aunt Qiu left, she was full of worries. Linglong and others left and said, "Auntie, can you believe what Mama Gu said? The prince is really..."

It's really hard to say.

Aunt Qing smiled, her innocence remained the same, and she lazily replied, "Who knows, but since you say that, it must be something unusual."

Linglong was puzzled, "Why did Mama Gu tell us that the old hag made things difficult for you before?"

Aunt Qing carelessly helped the hairpin on her temple hair, and quietly asked: "Yes, why do you say?"

She smiled, and her bright eyes shone brightly, "It doesn't matter whether the lord and that son are really ambiguous or not, but there is indeed a threat to Gu's mother's unambiguous position in front of the son, which shows the influence of the son on the son. ...No, it is because of the influence on the prince that she is really scared, that's why we need to try our best to win the prince's favor or..."

Aunt Qing shook her head and laughed, and didn't say any more.

Linglong immediately snorted, "Sure enough, that old hag has no good intentions, Auntie, you can't be fooled by her, if the prince finds out... Oh my god, it's too scary!"

Thinking of Zhao Jingyi's method of cleaning up the backyard, Linglong still trembles in fear thinking about it now.

Aunt Qing lowered her eyes, "Yeah, I'm not very favored in the first place, so what if the prince is the same as before?"

However, the one in Qiushuang Pavilion is different, the one who is devoted to the prince.

Zhao Yuanrong stayed in the royal city all the time and never had a chance to see the rice fields and crops, so this was an eye-opener.

Lin Xi chose a farm on the outskirts of Beijing under his name, and the harvest was pretty good, not to the point of poverty.This was the first time that Zhao Yuanrong was brought out, not to let him see how poor people live without a meal, but to gain insight into how the people plant the fields and transplant rice seedlings, and how the rice they eat every day is produced.

Lin Xi, like Zhao Yuanrong, was wearing short green cloth jackets, obviously going to the ground.

Zhuangtou couldn't persuade them, so he could only give everyone a handful of seedlings to play with.

Zhao Yuanrong saw it fresh, and he seemed to find it quite interesting when he stepped into the paddy field.

Zhuangtou said: "The capital is to the north, unlike the south where there are two or three crops a year, here it is only harvested in autumn, so in recent days everyone has been in a hurry to plant the seedlings, no matter men, women, old or young have to help. "

"Why is the interval so large, wouldn't it be better to insert more densely?"

Zhuangtou said with a smile: "Young master is joking, if you plant it densely, the rice will grow thin and small, and the millet will be flat."

"Which one is fatter if a family farms only supports one child or ten children?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanrong followed his cousin with a smile and walked forward through the water. The head of the village sent some seedlings over, and Lin Xi broke up and grabbed two handfuls and continued to retreat along the track planted by the people in front. Planting seedlings on the ground, bending and lifting the back, quite regular.

Although it is something from the previous life, the technique is unfamiliar, but after all, he is a farmer's child, so he feels familiar from the beginning.

Lin Xi's unskilled movements stunned everyone, even the women who were busy in the fields looked up, which young master of the farm would go to the fields?Also do a decent job.

"This……"

Either she has practiced or she is too smart. Judging by Lin Xi's delicate skin and tender flesh, she doesn't look like someone who has been in the field. It can be seen that she is talented and smart once she learns it, and she is sure to be an official in the future.

Although he had memories, his physical strength couldn't keep up at all. Lin Xi couldn't bear it with a few sticks in his back, so Zhao Yuanrong hurried up to help him with sharp eyes.

Lin Xi smiled and handed him a handful of seedlings, "Rong'er, try it."

The hard work of farming can only be felt after experiencing it personally. Zhao Yuanrong has heard that life is not easy for the common people since he was a child, but he only knows a thing or two about how difficult it is from books or surrounding words.

It should be clear now.

"Hiss..." The two uncles and nephews were lying on the couch, standing behind each other in a round circle, and skillfully pressed the backs of the older and younger.

Lin Xi couldn't hold back a sound.

Yuanyuan complained: "Master, it's true. Although your body is already healed, you can't do physical work. You have to take good care of it. Look, the prince is also tired."

Zhao Yuanrong grinned when he heard the words, seeing Lin Xi's distorted face felt a little distressed, "Sister Yuan, can you be lighter?"

Yuanyuan made a face at him, "It's useless to be gentle, otherwise the young master will have backache and backache the next day, and he won't be able to get out of bed."

So Zhao Yuanrong stopped talking. In fact, he was alright. After all, he had been practicing for a while. Although he was tired today, he was also playful and wanted to try everything. Naturally, Lin Xi had to accompany him.

So Zhao Yuanrong pursed his lips and smiled, remembering what his father said about Mr. Lin being weaker than a girl, and thinking that if Zhao Jingyi saw Lin Xi like this, he would probably get a good beating.

Lin Xi frowned and turned sideways, "Do you want to continue tomorrow?"

Zhao Yuanrong nodded quickly, but hesitated for a while, "Can my uncle take it?"

Before Lin Xi answered, Yuanyuan's big hand came down, and Lin Xi stopped moving with a muffled grunt.

Zhao Jingyi opened the letter from Prince Rui's residence, and a dried grass branch fell out from it.

"My lord, the emperor and all the ministers have been settled, and the last general has sent troops to strictly guard the gates of the courtyards. Please visit the lord together."

The voice of Su Yang, the commander of the imperial army, came from the door.

Zhao Jingyi looked left and right by the candlelight, but couldn't figure out what it was, so he simply took it out.

"My lord, please." Su Yang lowered his head and cupped his fists, and turned sideways to invite.

Zhao Jingyi also raised his hand, and Su Yang glanced at his hand suspiciously.

"Dare to ask Commander Su, can you recognize this thing?"

Prince Rui inquired with a serious face, Su Yang leaned over to take a closer look, then shook his head, "Your general has little knowledge, why don't you ask other adults, my lord?"

Knowing that you didn't know, Zhao Jingyi lifted his feet and walked out contentedly.

When Yu Jia arrived in Xunyang City in person, the magistrate had already prepared the courtyard to pick him up.

The forbidden army guards the emperor's side, and the Beijing suburban camp patrols the periphery to ensure that even a fly with evil plans cannot fly in.

Although Su Yang is the commander of the imperial army, Zhao Jingyi is still the main one, and he needs to look over the guards inside, just in case.

The emperor went out of Beijing, and there were also ministers of the auxiliary state in the capital, but important memorials were still rushed back and forth, which was actually not easy.

The prefect knew that there was no banquet or singing and dancing when he first entered the city, Emperor Xia Jing went out after discussing the state affairs with his ministers, and saw Zhao Jingyi and Su Yang coming with their own soldiers.

"emperor."

"But is it properly arranged?"

"Yes, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

This journey was safe and sound, Emperor Xia Jing had nothing to worry about. He looked up at Zhao Jingyi and smiled, "I heard that there was a letter from Prince Rui's residence, but Rong'er regretted not following along?"

Zhao Jingyi clasped his fists and replied respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. This kid is doing very well. As soon as I leave the capital, I will go to the farm to play."

Emperor Xia Jing laughed loudly when he heard the words, "You are too constrained to him on weekdays. I heard that he is just right to practice martial arts. He is only a child, and it is time to play around."

Zhao Jingyi listened to the teaching with an open mind, but she didn't take it seriously.

He was still holding that grass branch in his hand, which didn't suit the image of the tall and handsome Prince Rui at all, Emperor Xia Jing glanced at him wonderingly, "Jingyi, what is that in your hand?"

"It came along with Rong'er's letter, probably folded at the farm."

Zhao Jingyi presented it, and Emperor Xia Jing took it and turned it left and right to look at it. The grass leaves had been dried and pressed into a flat shape with clear veins.

"Rong'er made a bet with me. If I know, he will practice for half an hour every day. If I don't know, I have to tell him a bedtime story for a month. I am a rough man, he can't tell the difference between grains and grains, so he can't recognize Come on. Just not to mention how to tell the bedtime story, even if you lose in front of this kid, you will inevitably lose face as a father, so please ask the emperor for help."

Su Yang was completely shocked. The bet between the father and son actually allowed the emperor to make a decision. Moreover, what Prince Rui said was aboveboard. He secretly glanced at Emperor Xia Jing, and seemed to be quite interested. .

"My dear ones, is there anyone who recognizes this thing? So that Prince Rui won't lose face in front of your son?"

Although it was just a joke, Emperor Xia Jing couldn't treat it normally when he opened his mouth. All the ministers rushed to observe and discussed with each other while stroking their beards.

"If you can win against that brat, I will definitely thank you very much."

Emperor Xia Jing laughed, pointed at Zhao Jingyi and scolded, "You are the only one in the whole world who dotes on your son so much, Jingyi."

Zhao Jingyi was confident, "This is the only minister."

The relationship between the nephew and uncle can be seen to be extraordinary, and the relationship is still very good.

While joking and joking, the ministers finally came to a conclusion after discussing for a long time, "I would like to report to the Emperor, Lord Rui, according to the observations of the ministers and others, it should be rice seedlings, and this is the time to plant ear grass."

"Thank you, my lords."