"No!" Pei Donglang said with his hands behind his back, "Time is running out. In half a month there will be the primary election for the No. 1 Military Scholar. If we don't have a suitable candidate, the Emperor will probably not miss this opportunity. Zhiyu, it's not that I won't let you.
Rest is just forced by the situation. You can breathe a sigh of relief today, but you may not be able to breathe again tomorrow."
Su Zhiyu knew that what Pei Donglang said was true. He thought that he had fallen from a dignified third prince with half the power and a large number of soldiers to the idle prince today. Coupled with the attitude of the officials at yesterday's banquet, he must have felt uncomfortable. Su Zhiyu
Suddenly feeling guilty, he quickly stood up and walked to Pei Donglang.
"Okay, I was wrong. Your Highness, please don't be angry or sad. I'm going to find Aunt Rong right now." After saying that, he walked away.
"Wait a minute." Pei Donglang grabbed Su Zhiyu's hand, "Use this breakfast first."
Su Zhiyu turned around and made a face, picked up a small piece of glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth before leaving. Pei Donglang found it strange that she usually wouldn't put down her chopsticks until she was very full, but recently she seemed to eat less. Could it be him?
Did she listen to everything he said?
After having breakfast, Pei Donglang made an appointment with the group of scribes to compete in poetry in the pavilion today. Although this group of literati usually seems useless, they only drink wine and write sour poems. But if they are used correctly at critical moments, they can also be a great help.
.
As he was walking to the front house, he suddenly saw a carriage approaching from far away. The light green bead curtain hung low and the carriage curtain was opened. Shui Qingqiong jumped out of the carriage and threw herself over happily, accompanied by the silver
A bell-like cry, "Brother Lang."
Pei Donglang caught her and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"My father kept me in the house every day, and I finally begged him to let me come to see you. Brother Lang, please take me out to play."
Pei Donglang rubbed Shui Qingqiong's forehead, "What a coincidence, I have an appointment today and I can't accompany you." Daye Country always values commitments and contracts, and Shui Qingqiong didn't know how to force it, so she pursed her lips and said, "Okay.
Then, Brother Lang, can I play with Sister Su?"
"She is -" Pei Donglang wanted to refuse, but then changed his mind and said, "Okay." Shui Qingqiong immediately ran to the house happily, like a child. Pei Donglang gave Chu Feige a few words.
When Chu Feige sent the message to Su Zhiyu, she was being slapped by Grandma Li. Su Zhiyu shouted with a bitter face, "Mother Rong, what did I do wrong? I poured the cup of tea very well just now, what are you doing?
Public revenge for private revenge!"
"So what! The justice and axioms of this imperial family are all false, so everything lies in this whip. The old slave remembers that he taught the empress before, to be patient in everything. The empress did not do it!" After saying that, he whipped again.
to fall.
Su Zhiyu jumped up and grabbed Nanny Li's whip. Nanny Li didn't expect that she could have such a move and was stunned for a moment. She took a step back, stretched out her hand and said, "Give it back to me!"
Su Zhiyu sneered, "As Grandma Rong said, everything lies in the whip. Now the whip says that Grandma avenges her personal revenge. I——"
"Empress." Chu Feige strode forward. Su Zhiyu stopped, and Grandma Li quickly hid.
"Master Chu? What's the matter?" Su Zhiyu frowned, quite puzzled.
"His Highness has given you an order, you can have a day off today." Su Zhiyu felt happy, Pei Donglang was indeed a bit humane. But the next sentence made her heart freeze. "No!" Pei Donglang said with his hands behind his hands, "Time is running out. It will be half way.
Month is
The primary election for Wu Zhuangyuan. If we don't have a suitable candidate, the emperor will probably not let this opportunity pass. Zhiyu, it's not that I won't let you rest, it's just that the situation forces you to breathe a sigh of relief today, but you may not be able to breathe a sigh of relief tomorrow.
Come back again."
Su Zhiyu knew that what Pei Donglang said was true. He thought that he had fallen from a dignified third prince with half the power and a large number of soldiers to the idle prince today. Coupled with the attitude of the officials at yesterday's banquet, he must have felt uncomfortable. Su Zhiyu
Suddenly feeling guilty, he quickly stood up and walked to Pei Donglang.
"Okay, I was wrong. Your Highness, please don't be angry or sad. I'm going to find Aunt Rong right now." After saying that, he walked away.
"Wait a minute." Pei Donglang grabbed Su Zhiyu's hand, "Use this breakfast first."
Su Zhiyu turned around and made a face, picked up a small piece of glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth before leaving. Pei Donglang found it strange that she usually wouldn't put down her chopsticks until she was very full, but recently she seemed to eat less. Could it be him?
Did she listen to everything he said?
After having breakfast, Pei Donglang made an appointment with the group of scribes to compete in poetry in the pavilion today. Although this group of literati usually seems useless, they only drink wine and write sour poems. But if they are used correctly at critical moments, they can also be a great help.
.
As he was walking to the front house, he suddenly saw a carriage approaching from far away. The light green bead curtain hung low and the carriage curtain was opened. Shui Qingqiong jumped out of the carriage and threw herself over happily, accompanied by the silver
A bell-like cry, "Brother Lang."
Pei Donglang caught her and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"My father kept me in the house every day, and I finally begged him to let me come to see you. Brother Lang, please take me out to play."
Pei Donglang rubbed Shui Qingqiong's forehead, "What a coincidence, I have an appointment today and I can't accompany you." Daye Country always values commitments and contracts, and Shui Qingqiong didn't know how to force it, so she pursed her lips and said, "Okay.
Then, Brother Lang, can I play with Sister Su?"
"She is -" Pei Donglang wanted to refuse, but then changed his mind and said, "Okay." Shui Qingqiong immediately ran to the house happily, like a child. Pei Donglang gave Chu Feige a few words.
When Chu Feige sent the message to Su Zhiyu, she was being slapped by Grandma Li. Su Zhiyu shouted with a bitter face, "Mother Rong, what did I do wrong? I poured the cup of tea very well just now, what are you doing?
Public revenge for private revenge!"
"So what! The justice and axioms of this imperial family are all false, so everything lies in this whip. The old slave remembers that he taught the empress before, to be patient in everything. The empress did not do it!" After saying that, he whipped again.
to fall.
Su Zhiyu jumped up and grabbed Nanny Li's whip. Nanny Li didn't expect that she could have such a move and was stunned for a moment. She took a step back, stretched out her hand and said, "Give it back to me!"
Su Zhiyu sneered, "As Grandma Rong said, everything lies in the whip. Now the whip says that Grandma avenges her personal revenge. I——"
"Empress." Chu Feige strode forward. Su Zhiyu stopped, and Grandma Li quickly hid.
"Master Chu? What's the matter?" Su Zhiyu frowned, quite puzzled.
"Your Highness has given you an order that you can have a day off today." Su Zhiyu felt happy. Pei Donglang was indeed a bit humane. But the next sentence made her feel cold.