After all, regardless of the age gap, Zhao Hongrun is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although he is immature, he has a dignified appearance. Even if he has an awkward temper at times, he is still an excellent choice for a husband. At least Miss Su can't find any faults with him.
Of course, this may have something to do with the fact that he is her first man.
But no matter what, Zhao Hongrun knows how to shoulder responsibilities even though he is young, which makes Miss Su feel very warm.
What she is most worried about now is what Zhao Hongrun's family thinks of her. After all, her background is not very good. Although she is a poor woman, she cannot avoid some people's different opinions of her.
In addition, the fact that Fangshui Pavilion took away her cards also made Miss Su feel worried, fearing that another powerful person would emerge from her and Zhao Hongrun's past.
But what surprised her was that Fangshuixie had clearly picked her cards, but the powerful man she had guessed had fallen in love with him never showed up, which made her feel quite puzzled.
Could it be that it wasn't because someone took a fancy to her relationship?
Miss Su breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it carefully, her heart suddenly tightened.
Because, if there is no third party involved in this, then there is only one explanation, and that is that "Mr. Jiang's" family members used their connections to prompt Yifang Shuixie to stop her cards.
The meaning is self-evident.
To put it harshly, she is now the woman of "Mr. Jiang", so the family members of "Mr. Jiang" naturally do not want her to have anything to do with other men.
In this regard, Miss Su is actually more inclined to this. As the saying goes, a good woman does not marry two husbands. If it were not for various objective reasons, which woman in the world would not want to stay together forever and devote her life to her first man?
At least Miss Su is willing.
But the problem is that "Jiang Gongzi's family members" have never shown up during this period, which makes it impossible for her to guess the reason why the other party would use their connections to make Yifang Shuixie stop her cards.
Perhaps, the parents of "Mr. Jiang" just regarded her as their son's plaything.
Whenever she thought of this possibility, Miss Su couldn't help but sigh.
But when she recalled the sincere look in Zhao Hongrun's eyes when he promised her, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart again.
"Just drag it on, he is only fourteen years old anyway..."
Miss Su has no hope of becoming a main wife. The title of a concubine is enough to satisfy her. Of course, the premise is that "Mr. Jiang's parents" must recognize her as a woman born in a brothel.
She never expected that "Mr. Jiang's parents", but the current Emperor Wei and Concubine Shen Shu, had never interfered in their son's affairs, and the person who stopped her was someone else.
After another day or two, Zhao Hongrun did not go to Yifang Water Pavilion again, but asked Mu Qing to give Miss Su some money so that his wife could have money to deal with the management of Fifang Water Pavilion.
After all, Zhao Hongrun never thought that someone had secretly helped him, so that his woman, Miss Su, was now being worshiped by a waterside pavilion like a princess, and no one dared to offend her.
"Miss Su, my young master asked me to deliver a message. The young master's family has been under strict control in recent days and he is not allowed to go out, so he will not have the opportunity to meet Miss Su in a short time."
When he met Miss Su, Mu Qing conveyed Zhao Hongrun's entrustment.
In fact, Zhao Hongrun was already dealing with Luo Wenzhong, a doctor in the civil service department, but it was difficult to tell Miss Su about this, lest she worry for no reason, so he reasoned that the family had strict control.
But Zhao Hongrun never expected that his words would make Miss Su think of something bad.
"Is the family under strict control...?"
As expected, Miss Su's heart sank: "Please, please, please pass this sachet to your young master on behalf of the slave family...and tell him that no matter what, the slave family will not blame him, and he...doesn't owe the slave family anything."
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With that said, Miss Su handed a purple brocade sachet to Mu Qing.
In the Wei Dynasty, most love gifts between men and women were sachets, handkerchiefs, and jewelry. If there was a certain relationship, the woman would personally sew sachets, purses, and other small items that could be carried with her as gifts.
Men, express your feelings.
This purple brocade sachet was sewn by Miss Su herself. According to the rules, not only some spices were stuffed into the sachet, but also a strand of Miss Su's green silk, which was woven into a knot and hidden in the sachet. What does it mean?
It goes without saying.
Mu Qing nodded and returned to the palace to pass Miss Su's sachet to His Highness.
Zhao Hongrun is such a perceptive person. As soon as he heard Mu Qing's description of Miss Su's expression at that time, he knew that she had misunderstood again.
However, he did not intend to clarify this misunderstanding for the time being. After all, if he did not use the family ban as an excuse, he would not be able to explain to Miss Su why he would not be able to go to a waterside pavilion for some time in the future.
After thinking about it, Zhao Hongrun drew from his memory the first time he saw Miss Su, her green silk hair falling on the ground, and her grace and tranquility while playing the piano lightly, and asked Mu Qing to deliver it to Miss Su immediately.
In his opinion, this painting should be able to coax the other party for a while until he resolves Luo Wenzhong's matter.
As expected, Miss Su, who took over the painting from Mu Qing, couldn't care less about her resentment and couldn't put it down while holding the scroll.
In this way, Miss Su's side finally had no problems for the time being, and Zhao Hongrun could finally concentrate on how to deal with Luo Wenzhong, the official doctor.
As for how to deal with Luo Wenzhong, Zongwei Gao Kuo got some news.
"Your Majesty, for this year's scientific examination, Your Majesty appointed Luo Wenzhong as the chief invigilator, and also proposed that a prince, His Majesty, accompany the invigilator... This is a good opportunity."
The imperial examination, also known as the imperial examination, is an excellent way for children from poor families to achieve official careers.
Zhao Hongrun also heard about this matter.
He knew that the Wei Dynasty would hold a scientific examination every three years to recruit talented young men in the country, who would be promoted to officials based on their merits. It is no exaggeration to say that the scientific examination was related to the rise and fall of the Wei Dynasty.
major events.
But precisely because the scientific examination is the best way to achieve an official career, fraud is unavoidable in the annual scientific examination. After all, the scientific examination, which is held every three years, is very important for those scholars who hope to embark on an official career.
It is the most important thing for people who want to be successful in officialdom, or those who simply hope to become an official and prosper.
Zhao Hongrun was not surprised that the Emperor of Wei appointed Luo Wenzhong as the chief proctor. After all, the Emperor of Wei had praised Luo Wenzhong in front of him a few days ago, praising his methods and strategies.
What surprised Zhao Hongrun was the emperor's suggestion that "the prince should accompany the prisoner".
"What is this? Is my father giving me a chance to deal with Luo Wenzhong? Or... my father has other plans?"
Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
He couldn't guess what the emperor of Wei was really thinking.
You know, Zhao Hongrun doesn't want to be used by his father even more than taking revenge on Luo Wenzhong. This is what he can't bear the most. After all, the father-son war has both won and lost. Whenever he thinks about his father,
When he was in Ningxiang Palace, Zhao Hongrun felt very suffocated in his heart when Concubine Shen Shu laughed loudly while she was teaching him a lesson.
But what he didn't expect was that he got the news soon afterwards. It turned out that the "prince accompanying the prisoner" mentioned by the Emperor of Wei was only limited to the princes who had left the cabinet. In other words, the Emperor of Wei only did this to make Zhao Hongrun's brothers
It was just an attempt to get in touch with national affairs, but he was not included at all.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun couldn't bear it anymore and went straight to Chui Gong Hall.
Since the second battle of the father-son war has been decided, with the emperor losing and the prince winning, Chui Gong Hall is no longer a forbidden area that Zhao Hongrun cannot set foot on.
"The Eighth Prince asks to see you!"
Amidst the announcement from Lang Wei outside the palace, Zhao Hongrun couldn't wait for the Emperor Wei inside the palace to allow him to enter, so he broke in alone.
The three secretaries in the hall raised their heads and took a look, then continued to approve the seals. After all, His Highness was a frequent visitor to Chui Gong Hall in the past, so there was nothing surprising about him coming here.
However, the emperor seemed unhappy. He frowned and said, "Hongrun, I haven't allowed you to come in yet. Why did you break in? You don't know etiquette!"
"Those are all trivial matters." Zhao Hongrun didn't take the emperor's scolding to heart at all. He only saw him approaching Long An and asked: "I heard that my father appointed Luo Wenzhong as the examiner of this year's scientific examination? Still
Do you want a prince to accompany you in prison?"
"It's true, what's the matter?"
Zhao Hongrun thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty, please be the companion prisoner to share the worries of your father!"
"..."
He Xiangxu, Lin Yuyang, and Yu Ziqi, the three secretaries of the Central Committee, raised their heads in confusion. They could not imagine that this fun-loving prince would ever contribute to the country and share the emperor's worries.
"Share your worries for me? That sounds nice. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking?" The emperor glanced at his son and said calmly: "You haven't left the cabinet yet... Our ancestral system in the Wei Dynasty stipulates that the prince must not leave the cabinet before he leaves the cabinet.
, you are not allowed to see the officials of the DPRK, nor are you allowed to have the slightest contact with them, don’t you know?”
Indeed, the ancient system of the Wei Dynasty did have such a provision. This is why since the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao, the seventh prince Hongyin, the eighth prince Hongrun, and the ninth prince Hongxuan are not known to the outside world, only their existence is known
, but I don’t know the reason why they look like that.
"This ancestral system is unfair!"
"You are so brave to criticize the ancestral system." The emperor rolled his eyes and said angrily: "No matter what you say, I will not allow it!...National affairs are nothing but trivial matters?!"
"no?"
"no!"
"Really?"
"It really doesn't work!"
"Can't you just be accommodating?"
"No!" the emperor said angrily.
Zhao Hongrun curled his lips: "Then I will stay here and not leave!"
"No? Come again?"
Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu and Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Seeing this, the emperor snorted coldly: "Even if you are cheating, it won't work!"
"Where did the emperor lie? The emperor just thinks it's unfair!... Why did the father refuse the emperor without giving the emperor the slightest thought?"
The emperor frowned: "What do you want to say?"
Zhao Hongrun thought for a moment, then grinned and said: "Why don't we draw lots? Whoever we catch will be the prisoner of the prince... Everything depends on God's will. If God does not allow the emperor to serve as the prisoner, the emperor has nothing to say.
explain."
"Drawing lots? This guy must be planning to cheat during the drawing of lots."
The emperor's heart was clear, he looked at Zhao Hongrun deeply and said calmly: "You don't want to use any heretical tricks, do you, Hongrun?"
"No, no, no..." Zhao Hongrun smiled innocently.
After a long time, the Emperor of Wei slowly nodded.
"Okay! Let's draw lots to decide who will be the prince's prisoner!... I want to see what tricks you can come up with."