Princess Zhaoyang was doing nothing. Since leaving the house, she was preparing to leave the city and return to the camp in the suburbs of Beijing as planned.

Her guards are well-informed and knowing that the young master of Dali Temple, Lord Qi, was deeply appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor, so she carefully asked her: "Master, have you had a great holiday with Lord Qi just now?"

"What can I have with him?" Princess Zhaoyang thought briefly, not feeling that she had maliciously bullied people.

"Then you're so slandering me..." said the guard, mainly because he didn't want His Majesty the Emperor to do it, so he could only advise the princess not to bully others with his power. "That adult is not a second-generation prodigy who is pampered and has a bad background. The old marquis of the Changning Marquis' Mansion hates him very much. It is said that the prince of the Qi family was not very good at studying at the Imperial Academy and was so unsightly that he could not stand it. Later, when he entered the imperial examination and went to the outside office, he suffered only to climb to a high position step by step. He was not a pretentious and delicate master."

After pausing, he thought, "Where we met him before is not far from Changning Marquis' Mansion. Maybe the old marquis in the family has treated him harshly... Why are you squeezing others?"

Princess Zhaoyang was favored by the emperor and empress, and she acted in her daily life. She did not like court disputes, so she did not care about the affairs in the court.

In fact—

She didn't even know who Qi Wenyan's surname is or who is appointed to him, let alone his background and family background.

Just because this man was young and promising, she saw that he was very energetic and brought his niece to the palace with him last time, so she naturally thought that he should have taken a shortcut and was protected by the family.

"How could I know..." The little princess frowned in displeasure.

What's going on?!

I just said the last apology today, and then I owe another debt to verbal karma? Why is this matter endless?

It is said that scholars are small-minded, pretentious and stingy...

Can you say that they are spoiled and wronged?

She suddenly felt a little annoyed.

The guard opened up and kept talking to her to spread the dark history of Lord Qi's life experience, mainly to persuade the young ancestor not to bully honest people, making it difficult for His Majesty the Emperor to do.

Of course, what he knows is nothing but the rumors outside the world over the years.

What is the origin of the third master of the Qi family? What may be the reason why the old marquis of the Qi family are not happy? And the cold treatment he received after returning home when he was young, he was very talented but almost couldn't even read a book. He also talked about the sensational glory when he was promoted to the Jinshi six years ago, and continued to fight and break with the family after he became famous...

In short, when I was idle, I used the gossip of Master Shaoqing of Dali Temple as a book.

This time—

It’s not at all that I’m ignoring others behind this.

"Why do you have to do this between father and son?" Princess Zhaoyang looked at her and was not very interested. After hearing the comments, she felt that the old man from the Qi family was unreasonable. "He doesn't fight or rob, isn't he much better than those bad brothers in my family?"

Ancestor! You can’t say this casually, okay?

When the guard heard this, he was shocked and shut up immediately!

The master and servant walked all the way. When they turned the next intersection, the guards noticed something was wrong: "Isn't the master going out of the city?"

"If you can't leave, find a place to eat." The little princess shook the horse whip in her hand, looking bored on her face.

The guards still felt that the direction was wrong: "This is not the way back to the Duke's Mansion."

The saying in and out of the palace has always been that she lives in the palace for many years, but in fact, she returned to Beijing three years ago.

It was just that she felt restrained in the palace, and because of the wound on her face, everyone's attitude towards her inside and outside made her feel uncomfortable. It just so happened that the house in the Duke of Pingguo's mansion was idle, so she called it a relative of the Gu family and lived there.

Usually, he pretended to be a daughter of the Gu family who came to visit her relatives. He used the protection of the old Duke to do an errand in the suburbs of Beijing, followed the errands and trained soldiers, and found something to do.

Even at the beginning of last year, I was happy and took the initiative to run thousands of miles to the Northwest Military Camp to find her great-grandfather and Gu Zhan for more than two months.

Later, when His Majesty the Emperor received a letter from the old Duke, he learned the news. He was so scared that he was gone. He urgently sent his personal guards to him and persuaded him to take him back.

I have never dared to mention that matter to the Queen.

The Duke of Pingguo Mansion has no people, but it is very prestigious in the army. Therefore, even if Princess Zhaoyang transformed into a branch that came to "take a relative", the people in the military camp saw that she lived in the Duke of Guo Mansion were all dignified, so they would take care of her very politely.

So, how much...

It also has the meaning of pretending to be a tiger.

Princess Zhaoyang said, "Isn't my uncle not here? It's boring to eat alone."

The guards didn't dare to ask again because they turned a corner and the two of them had already discovered that she was going back to the palace.

At this time, lunch has passed, but it is still early before dinner time.

Princess Zhaoyang has a token that allows entry and exit to the palace gate, so there is no need to pass on the exchanges.

The weather was not good today. After noon, His Majesty the Emperor returned to the bedroom and did not summon court officials to discuss politics.

Princess Zhaoyang entered his bedroom and called Eunuch Li first and asked her to find a clean dress to change.

after all--

She came to see her, not to be miserable. Although her intentions were very perfunctory, her attitude was somewhat more correct.

Seeing that she was soaked in the rain, Eunuch Li almost fainted from anger pectoris on the spot. He started to turn around and wipe his tears: "If you don't live in the palace, you won't live in the palace. Why can't your Highness take good care of yourself? Your Majesty and the Empress feel so distressed when they see it."

Others are fat and round, and they look very soft at first glance.

"Isn't this the weather not doing good? It's raining?" Princess Zhaoyang couldn't stand him crying, and her head was getting big. She quickly said, "So you should find a dress for me to change it before going in."

Of course, the emperor would not have her clothes here, but Eunuch Li had a newly-cut eunuch in case of emergency, so he quickly found a dry dress and invited the little princess to change it in the side hall.

The clothes don't fit, but the styles of the robes are similar. You can even put them in a belt.

When Zhaoyang went to see the car, the emperor had just woken up after a break.

I was mentally exhausted, but when I saw my daughter, I immediately smiled happily: "You can pick the time to come..."

Before he finished speaking, looking at his daughter's outfit, his expression was hard to describe.

But he was indeed very pampered and tolerant of this daughter, and he didn't say a word of scolding. He heard that his daughter returned to Beijing early and had not had enough food, so he was busy urging the imperial kitchen to prepare meals.

Princess Zhaoyang was in the military camp and was not picky about the things at the entrance.

The imperial kitchen was tightly placed on the existing things and served a table as fast as possible.

In the last incident, His Majesty the Emperor felt injustice. In front of his precious daughter, he was released with a pigeon and almost couldn't end it. At this time, he was so guilty that he didn't dare to mention it, let alone asking for guilt.

I pulled my daughter to ask about her well-being for a long time. When the dining table was set up, I only showed off my kindness and worthless appearance, and kept cooking for my daughter: "This...this...and this...and this, are all you like to eat before, have you changed the taste recently? And that, move that plate over, it is made by the new chef in the imperial kitchen. The taste is excellent, please try it."

Eunuch Li also laughed from ear to ear, not letting the people below interfere, and he kept busy around the dining table.

The rice bowl in the palace was small, and when the rice in Princess Zhaoyang was added to the fourth bowl of rice, the food was slower.

His Majesty the Emperor observed his words and expressions and saw that he had almost eaten. He started chatting kindly: "Where is that boy Gu Zhan? After finishing his errand, he will not come to report to me."

"We're just back today." Zhaoyang said, looking for delicious food on the table and continuing to eat. "And this errand is not your personal assignment, but a problem for the local area to ask for Jingzhao Prefecture. Just turn around and negotiate with the Jingzhao Prefecture Prefecture Ordination."

The emperor choked by her and didn't say anything.

Eunuch Li smiled and said, "Your Majesty is missing you juniors. It's a girl who has to be more considerate. Isn't our Highness here?"

Although Princess Zhaoyang is a popular and arrogant person, her age does not mean that she is ungrateful.

Last time, she was indeed dissatisfied with the emperor's own initiative to hold a blind date for her, but after she let out the emperor's pigeon, she realized that her actions made her father unable to come to Taiwan.

But the father and daughter were a little competitive, and if the emperor didn't mention it, she wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

Now that she took the initiative to enter the palace, she was the first to give in and show her goodwill.

So he said to the emperor: "Father, please give me a house?"

"Why, why don't you live in the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion?" The emperor raised his eyebrows.

The Duke of Pingguo’s mansion is so big that she lived alone before, but in fact, neither the emperor nor the empress would be very happy.

I feel that it is too empty and this environment is not good.

Now Gu Zhan has finally come back, and it is because the uncle and nephew have a companionship with each other. This girl wants to move?

Zhaoyang didn't raise his head and was perfunctory: "It's not that my grandfather's place is not good, but my uncle. He recently got a child back to raise it, which is so annoying."

The emperor was stunned when he heard this.

First reaction—

Just Gu Zhan did something ridiculous, not to hide his charm in the golden house on the border?

He turned to see Eunuch Li.

Eunuch Li was also confused.

Queen Gu is just a baby brother like Gu Zhan, and she is still worried about his marriage recently. What if Gu Zhan did something ridiculous about killing her?

His Majesty the Emperor loves the house and the Ugly, and he is still quite nervous about this.

So he could only look at his daughter again and humbly ask for advice: "What's going on? Where did he get the child?"

Is there only children? Who is the child's mother?

Princess Zhaoyang is young after all and is not sensitive to this aspect.

Moreover, her uncle was a shield she had casually pushed out, so she didn't want to say much, just said, "I want a house anyway."

His Majesty the Emperor especially favors this daughter.

Seeing that she rarely made any requests to her, she had to let go of Gu Zhan's affairs first.

"Okay, okay," he said, "I asked the people from the Neijing Department to take all the booklets of idle industries in Beijing to choose a place for you. Tell my father what you like, if there is no suitable one, choose a place and ask the people from the Ministry of Works to start building it for you immediately."

He has his own thoughts in his heart.
To be continued...