Many officials came up to say hello, and the old Marquis nodded in agreement.
Yu Zhan glanced coldly and said: No one dared to come forward to disturb him. He just sat on his seat.
Yu Zhan rarely returned to Kyoto City, and he was so heavily beaten that some civil servants would tremble at the sight of him, even if they wanted to curry favor with him, they would not dare.
Not to mention the generals, who are both cultivators of fear and can see the killing momentum more clearly than ordinary people, so they don't dare to lean forward.
Shen Zhong came over and sat down next to Yu Zhan, turned around and said, "Are you really not going back to Beijing this time?"
"I'm not leaving," Yuzhan said.
"I see that you have lost a lot of your anger."
The only person in the court who can talk to Yu Zhan like this is Prime Minister Shen.
"That daughter of mine is timid. I'll scare her when she's ready to kill." Speaking of his daughter, Yu Zhan's resolute face moved slightly.
timid?
Not necessarily.
Shen Zhong has known Yu Zhan since he was a child. He has always been cold and cold almost from childhood to adulthood. Ever since he went to the battlefield, he has shown other expressions except indifference and killing.
Now he was surprised to see his resolute expression soften a little.
It looks like she is a daughter slave.
"Speaking of which, our family still owes Wushuang a big favor."
"What favor?"
"A few days ago, my grandson had a fever, and the spirit beast pulling the cart suddenly became violent. If Wushuang hadn't taken action, my daughter and my grandson would have been seriously injured even if they didn't die."
Shen Zhong always wanted to go to the Marquis Mansion to express his gratitude, but there were too many things going on in the court recently and he couldn't get away for a while.
"Spirit beasts pulling carts? I haven't seen them in recent years. Is your Prime Minister's Office too pedantic?" Yu Zhan snorted coldly.
"Everything happens for a reason."
"They are all reasons."
"..."
Here, the old lady led Yu Pinting to talk to several official wives.
"Mrs. Yu, I haven't seen you for many days and you are still in such good spirits." Mrs. Chen stepped forward and saluted.
"Mrs. Chen's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter," the old lady said with a smile.
When Mrs. Chen heard this, she covered her mouth with a smile, looked around and said, "How come I only saw Miss Binting, why didn't I see Miss Wushuang from the old lady's family?"
"She has been weak and sick since she was a child. No, she fell ill a few days after returning home, and the doctor couldn't see her."
"Oh, that's right." Mrs. Chen responded.
He glanced at Yu Pinting with a vague look in his eyes. It seemed that the Yu family really loved their granddaughter.
If this banquet had not been for them, she would have called her daughter sick.
The old lady complained that her granddaughter was ill, but she brought a girl from the side branch with her.
Probably because he was afraid that the emperor would be blamed if he didn't take anyone with him, he looked for Yu Pinting as a shield.
Yu Pinting noticed Mrs. Chen's gaze, nodded and smiled, feeling a little confused.
"Pinting, you're here too." Mrs. Chen's daughters, Chen Fangfang and He Jianxue, came over together.
Yu Pinting glanced at the old lady.
"Go ahead, remember not to take too long," the old lady said.
Yu Pinting nodded with a smile and walked towards Chen Fangfang.
Mrs. Chen looked at it and laughed: "Our family Fangfang and Miss Binting get along well."
"Little girl, let's get together more often and learn from each other," the old lady said.
"Yes, Mrs. Yu, you don't know yet, but the direct descendants of the four princes are all sick today." Mrs. Chen stepped forward and whispered.
The old lady pretended to be surprised: "Oh? There is such a thing?"
"The princes and princesses from all the families have just arrived, just in front of you. By now, all the princesses should have gone to the queen's palace."