God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 297 Pipa Ballad 8
He also knew that this place had been abandoned for more than ten years, but he only turned a blind eye to the private disputes among the royal children.

After all, it is the Crown Prince of the East Palace who is in full swing now, not the Prince Ping who has been away from Beijing for ten years. However, in less than a month, it is indeed not easy to turn this once desolate garden into a treasure land. thing.

Not to mention anything else, just say that every building and decoration in this mansion has been carefully arranged, and everything complements each other. If there is more, it will be full, and if it is less, it will be disadvantageous. Extravagance.

The design of this garden is not from the hands of ordinary people, it seems that King Ping is not easy to be with.

Thinking in this way, the father-in-law gradually put away the contempt in his expression, and when he arrived at the main hall, he saluted directly when he saw King Ping.

Lian Ping slowly raised his hand to stop the other party's salute, "My father-in-law is not like this. Ping has been away from Beijing for many years, and he was a little uncomfortable with this place for a while. I have neglected my father-in-law. I hope you will forgive me."

For some reason, Zhou Furen felt a bit like seeing the late emperor when looking at Prince Ping with the bronze mask in front of him.

The late emperor was the grandfather of Prince Ping. He was a truly famous emperor back then. Under his rule, the country was stable, the people were prosperous, and the foreigners bowed their heads.

It's just that in this generation of emperors, although Zhou Furen knew that it was a felony to criticize the current emperor, he could also see that the current emperor was not considered a wise emperor.

It is said that the crown prince has a certain resemblance to the late emperor, and it is very likely that he will also be a generation of Mingjun, but judging from his nearly half-life, the current crown prince is a bit petty.

Looking at Prince Ping in front of him again, he looks proud and proud, and his movements are full of innate nobility, making him look more like an emperor.

It's just a pity that King Ping's face has been ruined, and the emperors of all dynasties have always chosen the best, not only requiring good ability, but also not to be damaged in aspects such as physical appearance.

After all, the appearance of the emperor represents the entire girder, and sometimes appearance is more important than ability.

"My lord, you are being polite. The miscellaneous family is here to announce the decree."

"Excuse me, my father-in-law."

Zhou Furen nodded, raised his voice and said, "Prince Ping accepts the order."

"My son accepts the order."

"By God's blessing, the emperor's edict said: King Ping went to Liangcheng for ten years, and he made great contributions to stability. He returned to Beijing at the beginning of this day, and he was allowed to rest in the mansion for a few days. He will officially enter the court at the beginning of next month, and he will be in charge of the Ministry of Rites under the same ritual system as the princes. He will also give good land. A thousand hectares, a thousand taels of gold, and a hundred bolts of silk and satin."

"Thank you Shengen, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

After sending off Eunuch Zhou, Qing'er looked inside.

Lian Ping saw her naughty appearance at a glance, this girl is getting more and more courageous now.

"come over."

"Hee hee, my lord." She ran in in small steps. "Was that someone from the palace just now?"

"Well," he picked out a light-colored and fine-quality silk from some of the rewards in the hall, "this color suits you very well."

"Hey?"

Her eyes are round and round. She has grown well during this period of time, but she has grown two pieces of flesh on her cheeks. When her cheeks are puffed up, she looks a little fat like a baby. She is very cute. The prince's 25-year-old heart is about to be sprouted. .

"I'll have someone take it and ask a good tailor to make it into clothes for you, okay?"

"Ah, no need," she waved her hands hurriedly, "My lord, I still have a lot of clothes, and you bought them for me in Liangcheng, don't you remember?"

"Those styles are old, we make new ones." The lips under his mask were slightly drawn, and there was a touch of temptation, and Qing'er was a little dumbfounded before he knew it.

No one can refute the decisions he made, not even Qing'er.This was the biggest feeling Qing'er felt when he was by his side during this period of time.

Despite his gentle appearance, he was actually tough and decisive on the inside, so Qing'er didn't refuse anymore.

She picked up a piece of black cloth and said, "The prince also wants to make new clothes. This color is very suitable for the prince."

His lips under the mask smiled, "Okay."

The housekeeper originally had something to come in, but he stopped directly outside the door, listening to the conversation inside, he couldn't help showing a smile.

Spring seems to be coming for their master.

Another half month passed. During this period, besides practicing the piano, Qing'er also secretly embroidered flowers. She wanted to make a purse with herbs in it. It is said that wearing it long on the body is good for the body.

June is coming soon, and the eighth day of June is King Ping's birthday. This is also the gift Qing'er prepared to give him.

And Lian Ping has recently started to attend morning court, and most of the time during the morning court now, the emperor is not around.

After all, the emperor was old and his energy was running low, so it was impossible to get him up early, so most of the time the prince was in charge.

At the beginning, Lian Ping also suffered a lot of criticism from the crown prince and other princes, but after all, we are all adults.

Lian Ping didn't pay much attention to them, and he rarely spoke out. To those princes, after he didn't seem to be a threat, he gradually stopped paying attention.

And the crown prince also gradually relaxed his vigilance towards him, although every day when he went back to the East Palace, Concubine Xiao would blow his ears into the pillow wind.

But if you listen to it for a long time, you will get tired of it, especially Xiao Qiang always tells the prince to be careful about the king, and gradually the prince feels that his side concubine is a little too arrogant for others to destroy his own prestige.

Could it be that she is so bad in her eyes?He is just a disfigured outcast, so what if he develops some influence outside?
Who doesn't have power anymore?For him, it was as simple as crushing an ant to death, not to mention that he was still under his nose, what kind of storm could he stir up?
The reason why he didn't deal with it was because he didn't want to bear the infamy of killing his brother, and besides, there was an old emperor above him.

Although the old man's health is getting weaker and weaker now, he is still clear, who will be the real fool who can become the emperor?
It's fine if he doesn't move, if he is safe and sound, he might be able to get the throne, if he makes moves, he may be pulled down directly.

After all, there are many brothers below him who are eyeing him, especially the emperor's eldest son Rong Wang. Although he is not the legitimate son, he is the emperor's eldest son, and he is also very popular with the emperor.

From this point of view, Old Fifteen is just the most common of them all.

Therefore, the prince gradually disliked Xiao Qiang and rarely went to her yard. However, if he didn't go to her, she would come to him just for that reminder.

The prince was about to be annoyed, so he simply avoided seeing him, and his heart became more and more dissatisfied with Xiao Shi.

You said that you are a woman, you don't want to live in the backyard, why are you always concerned about his affairs?
What if he became the emperor?Is she still planning to get involved in politics?
As a result, Xiao Qiang fell out of favor during this period of time.

(End of this chapter)