Princess Duan smiled and said, "I didn't put much thought into it, I just asked a few questions casually."
Sheng Minglin felt grateful and whispered: "Don't worry, mother, my son will understand."
Princess Duan nodded with a smile.
Although she inquired about this partly for the sake of the palace, but also partly for Sheng Minglin. When she did it, she only wanted to have a clear conscience and did not ask for gratitude, but Sheng Minglin could understand and be grateful, which made her feel very comfortable.
The two of them were talking, and Naituanzi was sitting next to her with her eyes wide open, like a little squirrel with her head held high, just waiting for her turn.
The good thing about Naituanzi is that when adults talk about business, she never makes a fuss and holds back even if she has something to say.
So as soon as Princess Duan finished speaking, she quickly turned around and asked her, "What did Zhu Zhu'er want to say?"
Tuanzi said: "Tomorrow, will Zhuzhu go to Fat Guoguo's house too?"
"Yes," Princess Duan said, "Zhu Zhu'er is going too."
Tuanzi's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "That Zhuzhu is going to take a new car!"
Princess Duan only heard about a new carriage, but had never seen it before. She didn't take it seriously and agreed casually: "Okay, I'll take the new carriage."
Sheng Minglin, unable to stop him, could only retract his hand and hold his forehead silently.
When Princess Duan saw his expression, she suddenly felt bad: "What does the new car look like?"
Tuanzi rushed to answer: "It's so beautiful! But it's so annoying!"
Princess Duan made a height gesture with her hands: "It can't be so small that you can only sit and play, right?"
"It's not tied, it's not tied," Tuanzi gestured with both hands upward: "It's very tall, tied to a beautiful horse, Qi Guo Guo is riding on it, Zhu Zhu is sitting behind, there are bells on the carriage, and there are flowers.
, so pretty!”
"Oh!" Princess Duan was reassured: "That's okay, it's just a smaller carriage. Zhuzhu can sit on it if she wants."
Tuanzi was so happy that she said sweetly: "Thank you, mother, my mother-in-law is so cute! My mother-in-law, my mother-in-law is so cute!"
Princess Duan was very happy to be coaxed, and happily served her daughter some food.
Sheng Minglin could only bow his head silently.
If Princess Duan hadn't agreed, he might have coaxed Tuanzi to change her mind, but Princess Duan had already agreed. If he tried to stop her, he might become a bad brother. He didn't want to be the bad brother in Zhuzhu's heart!
So after finishing his meal, he excused himself to find the Seventh Prince and quickly left.
Then he and the seventh prince each picked a gift and went to the eldest prince's mansion early the next morning.
The crowning ceremony is not the day of birth, but an auspicious day chosen by divination. There are also many people who perform the ceremony early. They may be twelve to twenty years old, with the most being fifteen years old. Or they may complete the crowning ceremony before getting married, which is rare.
Really dragging it to twenty.
Moreover, most of the crowning ceremonies in this dynasty were very simple. No guests were invited, only family members participated.
However, Emperor Mingxi felt that he had wronged the eldest prince by not having a crown ceremony before and after his wedding, so he wanted to make a replacement crown ceremony for him and make it more lively. Can everyone join in the fun?
So it was very lively.
Many people also came to say hello to Sheng Minglin.
After all, he has now appointed the crown prince, who is the legitimate heir to Prince Duan's palace.
Sheng Minglin had no intention of making friends with anyone at this time. He was very low-key and behaved like a slightly smart child. As expected, many people lost interest after testing him, and left after a few jokes.
However, a man in rich clothes came over and said to him: "I am your seventh uncle."
Sheng Minglin saluted respectfully: "Uncle Qi."
The seventh uncle is Prince Qi. Logically speaking, he is about the same age as Prince Duan, but he looks much older.
Prince Qi stared at him for a long time and said, "You don't look like your mother."
He said in a nostalgic tone: "Your mother was also a famous beauty in the capital back then. It's a pity that Lao Wu just doesn't like it. Tsk tsk tsk..."
His tone was frivolous, and Sheng Minglin gritted his teeth secretly, but he couldn't figure out his way, so he couldn't retaliate immediately, so he just listened quietly.
Prince Qi had a look of affected compassion and said: "Your mother also died miserably. In fact, she just bumped into your stepmother unintentionally, so why is it like this? Why is it like this!"
Oh!
It turned out that he was here to sow discord, and he deliberately made it unclear. What if he wanted to ask more questions?
So Sheng Minglin said unhurriedly: "Uncle Qi, the people you just mentioned are my father, my biological mother, and my aunt. As a son of a human being, I cannot listen to the disputes between my elders. So Uncle Qi
, I am young and have little knowledge, so I really don’t understand, why did Uncle Qi come to me to tell me this?”
Prince Qi's eyes sharpened.
But he still smiled and said: "I also saw you and thought of some past events, so I said something more... Sigh, I have always been soft-hearted, and I can't bear to see a child like you, living in a haphazard manner and being a thief... ahem!"
He pretended to make a mistake, covered his mouth and coughed twice: "Uncle Qi made a mistake, haha."
Sheng Minglin sneered in his heart and said directly: "Thank you for your care, Uncle Qi. My nephew will definitely convey Uncle Qi's love to his father and mother."
Prince Qi was stunned, stopped smiling, and stared at him.
Sheng Minglin had a smile on his face and was gentle, but he didn't give in at all.
The seventh prince came with him, but he was afraid of socializing and couldn't speak, so he kept standing in the corner instead of standing next to him. When he saw this posture from a distance, he was afraid that he would suffer a disadvantage, so he quickly rushed over.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment.
Prince Qi stretched out his hand and pointed his finger almost at his nose: "I would like to teach you a few words, but you kid, you don't know what is good and what is bad..."
In fact, the only person Prince Qi can rely on at the moment is his status as an elder. He does not dare to do anything to him, but only says harsh words to get him to step down.
But the seventh prince doesn’t know!
Prince Qi has only been back for more than a year, but the seventh prince has a birthmark on his face and complains of illness at every palace banquet, so he doesn't know Prince Qi at all.
As soon as he saw that he dared to make a move, the Seventh Prince rushed up to him, grabbed his finger and pushed it back, shouting loudly: "Who are you? You dare to hit someone here!"
Prince Qi was also a skilled general with bows and horses back then, but now he has long been abandoned. When he poked him, he doubled up in pain and knelt on the ground, screaming.
The fourth prince over there was talking to several courtiers. He was startled and rushed over quickly, shouting from a distance: "Qilang, let go!"
The seventh prince obediently let go of his hand, but he was still not convinced and complained in a low voice: "This person wanted to hit Ming Lin, so I fought back!"
The fourth prince twitched his lips and quickly helped King Qi up: "Uncle Seventh, are you okay?"
Sheng Minglin also hurried forward to help him, while pretending to be concerned: "Uncle Qi, are you okay? It's all because of my nephew's fault. He is too weak. My cousin also took action because he was worried about his nephew. Please forgive me.
.”
Prince Qi almost died of anger.
He said this as if he had really hit him!
Prince Qi said angrily: "I'm just talking to you! I've never made a move!"
"Yes, yes," the fourth prince's expression remained unchanged and he said very calmly: "Qi Lang has always been reckless. This is all a misunderstanding. Should uncle Qi call the imperial doctor to take a look?"
Speaking of this, how can Prince Qi have the nerve to call himself an imperial doctor?
He could only say with a dark face that it was okay, and then borrowed the donkey from Poxia and let the fourth prince invite him inside.