The Wife is First

"Shut up!" Jing Shao walked in with a cold face.

Song Lingxin, who was standing in the middle of the study with one hand on her waist, swallowed back the breath that originally reached her chest.

Mu Hanzhang sat in front of the desk, frowning slightly. When he saw Jing Shao coming in, his expression softened slightly. He stood up and saluted him: "The prince is back."

Jing Shao walked to Mu Hanzhang and glanced at Song Lingxin and the two maids behind her: "Song Lingxin, what is your attitude towards the princess?"

"Your Majesty~" Song Lingxin screamed aggrievedly, took a deep breath and said, "I am here for the sake of the peace of the palace, the princess..."

"Shut up!" Jing Shao felt a headache when he heard Song Lingxin's high-pitched voice. He turned to look at the people around him and asked in a calm tone, "Jun Qing, what's going on?"

Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Nanny is in poor health and has no one to take care of her at the farm. I want to take her and her son to the servants' room in the palace to live for a while until Zhou Da's leg is injured. Let them go back when they're done." The gentle and melodious voice spoke in an unhurried manner, which was very comfortable to listen to.

"Your Majesty, the palace has never allowed outsiders to enter. This is a rule. Once the princess makes this move, wouldn't it be possible for anyone who wants to put people here in the future?" Song Ling argued with reason. In her opinion, people in the royal family are the most taboo. The only thing is that there are other people's secret work in the house. As long as this is grasped, I don't believe that the prince will side with Mu Hanzhang.

Jing Shao frowned.

Song Lingxin saw that she had hit the point, and there was a hint of pride in her heart: "I am in charge of all the affairs of the inner house, so I have to be responsible for this inner house. The servants' rooms are all behind Xiyuan. If someone of unknown origin comes in, , I can’t tell what happened.”

Xiyuan was occupied by concubines, so the so-called troubles naturally meant something unpleasant... Mu Hanzhang slowly clenched his fists, and Song Lingxin was clearly insulting him by speaking like this.

"Pa!" Before Mu Hanzhang could speak, Jing Shao's slap had already hit Song Lingxin's face.

Mrs. Song's eyes widened and she looked at Jing Shao in disbelief.

"Since you can't manage the inner house well, give all the account books to the princess today." Jing Shao said coldly.

"Your Majesty!" Song Lingxin covered her face. She didn't understand why she was suddenly beaten and deprived of her right to be the mistress of the house even though she was in charge. She couldn't help but raise her voice and screamed, "I'm doing this for the sake of the royal family. What's wrong with you?" You can treat me like this! The princess can't manage the palace well at all! The rules have been set in the book, and the prince did not go even one day during the nine days when I slept with me! Who will listen to such a person who insists on giving me the right gift!"

"That's enough! Madam Side will be grounded for a month starting today!" Jing Shao rubbed his swollen and painful forehead, looked at Mrs. Song who was still struggling and screaming despite the servant's persuasion, waved her hand and said, "Pull out! There is no one here. You are not allowed to step out of the courtyard without the king’s permission.”

The guards outside the door walked in, and the two maids persuaded Song Lingxin and walked out.

The room finally became quiet, Jing Shao sighed, picked up the half-drinked tea from Mu Hanzhang on the table and took a big gulp.

"I was a little anxious when I received the news this morning, and I didn't think about it for a moment." Mu Hanzhang saw him drinking water from his own cup, and didn't stop him in a hurry, so he didn't say anything more, but he really wanted to take the wet nurse to the palace. It was his lack of consideration.

"You are the princess of this house. You cannot allow others to question what you say." Jing Shao smiled and hugged him gently, "I haven't been to Xiyuan in the past few days. Song Lingxin was just using the topic as an excuse."

Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips: "I can take the wet nurse to the village where I will be married..."

"No," Jing Shao touched his long, soft and smooth hair, "Just bring them to the mansion. If you want them to live there forever, you can go to Beiweihou Mansion to discuss it and count them as yours." Just stay with the house." The dowry not only includes property, but also includes some house servants. Jing Shao knows that Jun Qing has very few house servants. Since his nanny's family is something he can trust, it would be a good idea to stay in the house for him to take care of. A good thing.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him steadily, then slowly leaned over and put his chin on Jing Shao's shoulder: "Xiao Shao, thank you." The husband's support is very important to the status of the head wife and the management of the inner house. Nowadays Jing Shao was completely on his side, even showing obvious favoritism. No one knew better than him how rare such treatment was in a princely family.

Jing Shao was excited by Mu Hanzhang's approach. He felt the place on his shoulder that was in contact with him was numb and itchy. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly: "Fool, we are husband and wife, what should we thank you for? If you really If you want to thank me, just give me a kiss." The words that were originally meant to be sensational turned into something serious later on.

Hearing this, Mu Hanzhang pushed him away gently: "Your Majesty just said you're welcome." After saying that, he turned around to get the account book, completely ignoring Jing Shao who was stunned on the spot.

My own princess is really getting worse and worse!

After having dinner at the palace at noon, Jing Shao went to the Ministry of War where he was posted.

After returning from the war against the Huns, several of his brothers were serving in the Sixth Ministry, so Emperor Hongzheng asked Jingshao to come to the Ministry of War that he liked. The eldest prince is responsible for various construction matters in the Ministry of Industry, his brother is responsible for various major ceremonies and banquets in the Ministry of Etiquette, and the fourth prince is responsible for paying tribute to foreign countries in Honglu Temple. They are all positions that can achieve results and be in the limelight.

And he was in the Ministry of War. He was said to be holding a position, but he actually had no real power. He just hung there high. People in the Ministry of War didn't like a prince dictating things. He used to be very tired of these paperwork and would come around every day to deal with it. Two things to go.

"Your Majesty!" The Minister of War saw the giant Buddha coming and greeted him with a smile.

"Master Sun, go and do your work. I'm just here to order something." Jing Shao waved his hand and said, walking to his seat and randomly picking up a few documents to read.

Sun Shangshu was used to him being like this, so he went about his business after saying a few polite words.

It's been a long time since he came, and there aren't many documents piled up on Jing Shao's desk. Sun Shangshu has dealt with all the urgent news coming from below, and only some less urgent ones will be handled by Jing Shao, who has just joined the Ministry of War. Since he has not been here for so many days, Sun Shangshu will approve most of them for him.

Picking up a booklet on the table, this is where the Ministry of War is formulating this year's military pay. The specific amount of food and pay for the garrisoned troops has been calculated in it. There were also two memorials. One petition asked for the reduction of troops, believing that the Huns had been defeated and would not need too many troops in the next few years. The other reported that there was a barbarian invasion near the Miao border in the southwest and asked the court to send troops to suppress it.

The first copy was okay, but the second copy seemed quite urgent and was also on his desk, indicating that someone wanted him to make an idea as soon as possible.

"Your Majesty, this memorial just arrived today. The situation seems to be more serious than at the beginning of the month." Song An, the Minister of War, came over and said.

Jing Shao nodded slightly and began to look through the military pay account book.

"As far as I know, these barbarians are just rogue bandits. They are retreating steadily because of the incompetence of the governor of Yunnan and Tibet." Song An came closer and whispered, "Your Majesty can ask you to lead the troops to hang up the bandits. This is an easy meritorious service." good chance."

Jing Shao raised his head and looked at him with a frown. Song An is Song Lingxin's father, and he has the closest relationship with Jing Shao in the Ministry of War. The same was true in the previous life. When he received the first memorial a month ago, this person advised him to lead troops. He was in a bad mood at that time, so he led his troops on the expedition on the fourth day of his wedding, leaving Mu Hanzhang, who had just passed away and was still ill, alone in the palace. Now it seems that Song An's reason for persuading him to go on an expedition was not entirely to make him meritorious, but mostly because he wanted him to neglect the princess so as to preserve her daughter's position as the mistress of the house.

"The Governor of Yunnan and Tibet is not a man of his own. How can there be any military success that can be obtained easily in this world?" Jing Shao laughed and continued to discuss this issue with him.

This expedition to Yunnan and Tibet seems like an easy task, but it is not. The environment in the southwest is complex, and it is difficult for these soldiers who have been in the Central Plains all year round to adapt. When he led his troops there, he suffered great losses as soon as he arrived. Miasma and poisonous insects were deadly enemies, and he himself almost died there. The so-called small group of bandits made him fight for three full years, and he couldn't help but be reprimanded by his father. He also missed the best opportunity to fight for the third time, and his efforts were truly thankless.

Song An smiled coquettishly: "I heard that Ling Xin made the prince angry today. This daughter has been spoiled by me. The prince must not be the same as her."

"Hmph!" Jing Shao threw the account book in his hand onto the table with a bang, causing the people around him to look sideways and quickly avert their eyes, "It's just a small matter in the inner house, why should Master Song talk about it here." Song Lingxin was really quick to talk, and the news about what happened in the morning was spread to her parents' house after noon. Thinking of this, I felt a little bored.

Seeing that Jing Shao was impatient, Song An laughed and said a few words, then walked away dejectedly.

After dismissing the verbose Song An, Jing Shao picked up the memorial again and looked at it. He would definitely not accept this drudgery this time. It would be better to spend this time at home with his wife. Such a good opportunity should be given to the eldest brother. Or maybe the fourth emperor brother is.

After spending an afternoon hanging out at the Ministry of War, Jing Shao left early according to the habit of his previous life, so as not to attract attention. I walked to the south of the city to buy some braised snacks, and then went to the alley to pick up a bottle of green plum wine. When I returned to the palace, I was just in time to have dinner.

"Where's the princess?" Returning to the Dongyuan bedroom, the food had been laid out, but Mu Hanzhang was nowhere to be seen.

"Back to the prince, the princess is still in the small study as a director. Mengxi has already gone to invite her." Zhixi replied while helping Jingshao change clothes.

"My lord has been waiting for a long time. I'm late." Mu Hanzhang said apologetically.

Jing Shao frowned, held his chin and kissed him: "Let's eat."

Mu Hanzhang was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was "a polite punishment" again, but now that the room was full of servants, this man didn't care at all! A handsome face turned red quickly, and he waved his hand to tell the maids to retreat.

"What are you busy with?" Jing Shao pushed the braised meat he bought in front of Mu Hanzhang for him to try, while he poured a glass of green plum wine for each of them.

"I suddenly took over the affairs of the inner house, so I must be a little busy." Mu Hanzhang picked up a piece of braised chicken wings and took a bite. Although he said this, his tone was very confident. Jing Shao heard that he could handle it by himself, so he didn't intend to interfere.

After dinner, Mu Hanzhang pushed Jing Shao who climbed onto the bed again: "It's time to go to Xiyuan tonight. You also heard what Mrs. Fang said today. If you have been staying in Dongyuan, this inner house will probably be... It’s not stable.”

Jing Shao reluctantly sat up and dragged his own princess, who kept nagging him and wanted to push him to others, onto the bed and pressed her down neatly: "I drank too much tonight and I don't have the strength to move." After that, She just lay on his chest and stopped moving.

Mu Hanzhang rolled his eyes. A person who can drink two kilograms of roasted knives will be drunk by a small bottle of green plum wine that is as light as white water? Find a reason and something that makes sense!