"Bring those four princes to Ci'an Palace, and let the others go back wherever they came from!"
What's the use of people who can't even break a piece of pastry into one? Will the Chinese Empire give them pastries to play with in the future? Why didn't she notice that these princes were like this on weekdays?
It's no wonder she didn't notice that before meeting the Queen Mother, the wet nurses and maids around the princes would give their masters instructions and instructions.
Although the little princes are still young, they have grown up in the palace and know who they should not reveal their true nature in front of.
"Yes, Queen Mother." Mammy responded and left.
"The Ai family looks at those four children. It doesn't look like they have no one to teach them. Could it be that your royal brother also cares about them?" The Queen Mother looked at the Ninth Prince and asked.
It's just that maybe even she doesn't believe what she says.
It is simply impossible for the middle emperor to even develop such virtues for his legitimate son, and still care about the princes born to several palace maids.
"How do I know?"
The Ninth Prince curled his lower lip. He was still unhappy. He was trapped in Kyoto and couldn't go anywhere.
As for those princes, they were his brother's sons, not his. He didn't even know they existed, so where could he learn about their education?
"I have heard a little bit about this matter."
A national scholar heard the conversation between the two and stood up and said something.
"Yi Guoshi, do you know?"
The Queen Mother set her sights on the national scholar.
"Know a little, but not much."
Yi Guoshi nodded, remembering the scene he saw in the palace before.
"Does the Queen Mother still remember Xia Jian?" he asked.
"Um?"
The Queen Mother frowned.
Although she doesn't see many people every day, she really can't remember the people from four years ago. Moreover, for Yi Guoshi to ask her questions like this, it must be someone she hasn't met many times.
"Who is that?"
"I know this person."
Hearing the name Xia Jian, the Ninth Prince actually had something to say.
"Mother, Xia Jian is the Tanhua who wrote the theory of Qing Fu four years ago. Didn't you also say that his article was extremely well written?"
"It's him."
The Queen Mother reminded her and she immediately remembered it.
The Chinese Empire was heavily taxed, and people had to pay almost half of whatever money they earned to the state treasury. Life was difficult. She had also read the article on light taxation.
She didn't know what other people thought, but she felt that the essay "Fang Qing Fu" was extremely well written, and she even suggested that the Emperor of China should reuse Xia Jian.
It turned out that it was him, she remembered.
"This man is extremely talented. He is a rare talent. If he can be reused, it will be a blessing to the Central Kingdom. It is just a pity."
She shook her head. Although her article on light poetry won the favor of the people, it plunged him into disaster because the emperor, his rebellious son, felt that this article was not good.
"Does the Ai family remember that he returned to his hometown?"
"should be."
The Ninth Prince also responded. He personally sent someone to send Xia Jian back to his hometown. After that, there was no news from him again.
"I heard that he disappeared. I don't know where he went?"
"He didn't go anywhere, he was always in the palace." Yi Guoshi said.
"Ninth Prince, your original act of kindness did not bring him luck. Shortly after he returned to his hometown, he was captured by the people sent by His Majesty, and His Majesty ordered people to bring him into the palace. He has been there ever since.
