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Chapter forty-eight ways of doing things

Sun Fu is now considered a celebrity, especially his popularity as a lecturer in Taixue. Even the Prince of Runan should have been handed over to him, let alone other clan members.

As soon as he came in, all the noise dispersed, and even those inside the window knew that there was no excitement to be seen.

Sun Fu was really rude to these clan members, as if he was giving a lecture at Taishan Academy, and used the ruler as he should.

They all dispersed, and Wang Zhongzheng also left arrogantly with three companions from the Runan Wang family.



Things did not go as Zhao Xi expected. After a while, several teenage children, not surprisingly, became amicable.

Wang Zhongzheng, who is being complimented by others, doesn't know what is going on right now.

"Your Majesty, little one...little one..."

Wang Zhongzheng didn't know if it was appropriate for him to plead for the prince to let them go. They didn't know each other anymore, and it would be very embarrassing to let the prince deal with them because of him...

Besides, I really didn't suffer any loss. After all, I am a practicing practitioner, and their skills are far behind.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, I... I really haven't suffered a loss. I... I beg you, Your Majesty, to let them go."

"Didn't you suffer? Oh, forget it then. Let's all be over."

Zhao Xi was just waiting for this fool to speak. It was pretty good. Whether it was intentional or not, the play was not a mess.

Zhao Xi didn't look at the companions of the Runan Wang family at all. How could a teenage boy know this? He took his own guard of honor and went directly back to Ciming Palace.



"Prince E didn't deal with the servants?"

"It's not dealt with!"

It wasn't a big deal, but some good people still spread the word, and even the political hall heard about it.

The fight between children did not come to the fore, it was just the result of Zhao Xi's handling... It was really puzzling.

"Zhigui, what do you think?"

Fu Biruo felt something, but...it was too adult, and he could not adapt such a method to a child.

"As you think."

"Is he really such a monster?"

"It may happen where the prosperity comes, and where the prosperity goes, the result will be... We will know how the Runan Palace ends."

Han Qi was not sure whether Zhao Xi did this intentionally or unintentionally, but the impression he gave people was like an antelope hanging its horns, which made people confused.

"The official family, the prince has not dealt with the servants of the Runan Palace."

At this time, Chen Lin was also reporting to Zhao Zhen in Wende Hall, and even he was confused.

I thought that although the prince would not harm the lives of the three servants, they should still be punished.

But unexpectedly it fell apart just like that.

"Undisposed?"

"It's true that he returned to the official house. After the prince finished school, he let him leave and took the guard of honor back to Ciming Palace."

Why is this? When Zishantang opened a clan school, Zhao Zhen was always worried, fearing that someone would use the hands of children to do evil things.

Since the beginning of today's incident, the Imperial City Division has been ordered to continue to follow up and pay attention, and requested intervention when necessary, so that Xi'er must not be injured.

Zhao Zhen was relieved that no conflict had occurred. Later, he was worried that Xi'er had dealt too hard with the servants of the Runan Palace, which would lead to trouble for the cousin...

Such a tangled temperament.

After thinking about it all afternoon, I couldn't even take the memorial into consideration, and even prepared to go to the Runan Palace with rewards. After all, as Chen Lin said, what happened in the palace a few days ago seemed to be related to Xi'er.

Everyone involved died violently. The final result was... just let it go.

When Zhao Zhen moved to Ciming Palace, Zhao Xi had already taken Tao Niang to the food factory.

After such a long period of operation, the biscuits have been sold to most of the military states in the Song Dynasty, but no one has introduced them to military equipment... Sigh! I still think highly of them, and no one can think outside the box with their fixed thinking.

Question. Snacks, they will only regard them as snacks.

Zhao Xi just went to take a look. Although these people did not extend their thinking, they made the biscuits more varied and tasteful.

What happened to these people?

Passing by the palace courtyard of his biological mother, he saw six or seven maids in their twenties and thirties waiting on the road that he must pass.

"Zhongzheng, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xi could almost see their expressions. But as he moved forward, they subconsciously stepped back, hesitating to speak, and no one dared to speak.

"Plop..."

Everyone knelt down! This... Zhao Xi already knew that kneeling was not popular in the Song Dynasty. It was basically the same as in later generations. Kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the ancestors, even the servants in the palace, rarely knelt down.

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty, we are Zhu Cairen's close servants, now... now..."

Alas, I was just afraid that this person would ask me to guess.

Zhao Xi doesn't think that the Queen will be angry with these servants because of Zhu's death. Then she has other demands, but if you don't tell me, how can I help you?

"What do you want, you still need to make it clear."

"Your Majesty, we have nothing to do recently. I just ask you to reward the handymen with some rewards."

Zhao Xi was stunned. With nothing to do, wouldn't it be nice to eat and wait for death? There is no shortage of food for you guys in the palace, but you think you are too idle?

Looking at Wang Zhongzheng, he doesn't understand the world of his subordinates, so he has to let his subordinates explain it clearly.

"Your Majesty, I heard that they take money and food from the palace to support their families. They can live outside the palace in a few years, or they can grow old in the palace."

"It's just... I just heard from my childhood. I heard that after leaving the palace, the palace maids lived a miserable life because they had nothing to offer. Therefore, most of the palace maids did not go out."

Zhao Xi knew this and didn't ask this idiot.

"Don't go too far, keep it serious."

"Yes, Your Majesty, generally, if a close relative of the master in the palace has an accident with the master he is serving, he will not be selected by other palaces, especially those who are older. They can only leave the palace or stay in this palace. There are only one quota per month, no

reward."

Zhao Xi really doesn't know the trivial matters in this palace, and he has no way of understanding that idle people have their share, and busy people are rewarded more.

But, after all, this is the person in front of the biological mother...

"Zhongzheng, get someone to take them to the food factory. I'll go back to Ciming Palace first..."

"Sanlang, the new biscuits are delicious..."

Tao Niang shouted.

"Tao Niang, you can go first, Sanlang will be here soon."

The food factory was short of manpower, and Liu Yi only dared to complain to Wang Zhongzheng. Not only his parents, but also himself, Liu Yi did not dare to complain.

You can call people in the palace, even if it is your biological mother who left it in the palace courtyard, you still need to tell the empress.

Zhao Xi's request made the queen a little embarrassed. As usual, she didn't pay attention to it, but now that Xi'er mentioned it, she was really negligent.

"It's for mother's sake, Xi'er can make the decision on her own."

"My Majesty, I'm not here just for my aunt's family. Now that the food factory is short of manpower, I beg your Majesty to send all the idle maids in the palace to the food factory and hand them over to Liu Yi for placement."

Zhao Xi still doesn't have the consciousness of being a superior and a subordinate. He has seen some things, and within his ability, he can't bear to ignore them.

Zhao Zhen looked at it, just watching the conversation between his son and his wife... It seemed like he was trying to make up for himself, right? Zhao Zhen wasn't sure, it was the usual practice, and besides, there were no food factories in the past.

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