In the prince's mansion, the maid who combs the prince's hair has always been Luo'er.

Luo'er looks ordinary, but she is skillful, careful and particular, and can observe her words and expressions, which deeply wins Zhang's heart. The prince's concubine Zhang will feel uncomfortable without Luo'er serving her for a day.

This afternoon, Luo'er was dressing up the princess's hair and was even more careful. At this time, Zhang's face looked particularly ugly, just like the dark cloudy sky, which had not yet thundered or rained, but people had to be on guard against getting wet in advance.

Perhaps it was because the prince was severely scolded by his father in the palace in the morning, and then the professors and officials in the prince's mansion were also arrested and went to the imperial prison. The prince came back in shame and argued with Zhang for a long time.

Luo'er's hand was light and steady, smoothing Zhang's black hair, then picked up a golden hairpin and gently put it into her hair. At this moment, Zhang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled it down, threw it on the ground, cursing: "Don't you have any heart?"

"I know I am wrong, I know I am wrong." Luo'er hurriedly knelt on the ground, reached out to pick up the golden hairpin, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it. But she really didn't know where she was wrong...

Zhang looked in the bronze mirror, pointed at the maid in the bronze mirror and said, "You are still laughing? Are you happy to see Luo'er being scolded?"

The maid standing behind trembled all over, her face immediately turned pale, and she said in surprise: "I didn't laugh, I really didn't laugh!"

Luo'er immediately turned around and said, "You dare to talk back? The Princess said you laughed, and you laughed. Will the Princess be wrong? Palm!"

The maid knelt on the ground weakly, trembling all over. Seeing Luo'er looking at her fiercely, the maid had to hesitate to stretch out her hand, slap herself "slap", and then fight on her own, "slap, slap, slap...", and dare not say another word.

Luo'er quietly glanced at Zhang's face from the bronze mirror, then quietly got up from the ground and continued to dress up Zhang. In the sound of "papa", the maid's face that could be seen was swollen when she looked in the bronze mirror.

After a while, Zhang finished dressing up, his face cleared a little, and he turned his head and said, "Stop. Go and bring the grandson here."

Luo'er immediately said, "Empress is kind and tolerant, but I'm not grateful!"

The maid had to bow down and kowtow, but couldn't say a word.

Luo'er immediately went out. After a while, Zhu Zhanji, wearing a yellow robe, was brought into the house with his hands. Zhang glanced at the door, and Luo'er immediately called on all the servants to withdraw.

Zhang then whispered to his grandson for a long time in the room.

Soon, Zhu Gaochi entered the door and saw Zhang dressing neatly, and said, "You still have to go out in the afternoon?"

"I want to go to the palace." Zhang said.

"Today, my father was furious, are you still touching that brow?" Zhu Gaochi frowned.

Zhang said: "The prince was wronged, and someone was doing evil behind his back! The 'Son of Benevolence', so vicious! "

Zhu Gaochi had a blue face and looked as if he was holding his breath, saying, "Of course I know, but I can't explain it in front of my father, I can only admit my mistake... It's just because rumors are not groundless, and there is something that has been confirmed.

At the beginning of this year, my father ascended the throne and announced the world. Therefore, all parts of Shandong were surrendered in addition to Jinan City. Guo Zi went to surrender and even allocated military rations to provide disaster relief without authorization! Guo Zi has been assisting me in Peking and was regarded as my person, so I couldn't explain it clearly, and in the end I was counted on me! But I really knew nothing about this, and I didn't hear it until recently, let alone instructing Guo Zi."

Zhu Gaochi frowned again and said, "Who is so well-informed?"

"Do you still have to guess? Who would do anything other than your good second brother?" Zhang said coldly, "The family does not have a good energy-saving lamp. Guo, who just passed the door, seems pure and flawless. At a young age, he is also very concise! We must not take it lightly."

Zhu Gaochi didn't say a word, his face looked quite ugly.

...When Zhang brought his grandson into the palace, Emperor Zhu Di was still reading the memorial in the East Warehouse.

A crisp voice came from outside the partition: "Grandpa Emperor, Grandpa Emperor..."

The eunuch's voice said, "Sir, whisper, huh! The emperor's grandfather of the grandson is doing national affairs."

"Let the grandson come in." Zhu Di said.

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Zhanji walked around the partition, held a piece of paper in his hand, and ran happily towards Zhu Di.

"Slow down!" Zhu Di's heavy mood seemed to become clearer when he saw the innocent smile on the child's face. "What is the grandson holding?"

Zhu Zhanji looked proud and put the rice paper in Zhu Di's hands, saying, "Grandpa Emperor, grandson has learned to write. Grandpa Emperor sees how good his grandson writes?"

Zhu Di looked down and saw four words written crookedly on it: Merits and Destiny.

"Ha! Not bad, pretty, pretty," Zhu Di said with a smile, "Does grandson know what the four words you wrote mean?"

Zhu Zhanji started to shout: "What the gentleman taught his grandson is that because the emperor governs the world, the people can only have food and clothing, and their descendants can enjoy the blessings of the emperor a thousand years later."

"Hahaha..." Zhu Di burst into laughter and reached out to pinch Zhu Zhanji's little nose. "Mr. teaches him well, but his grandson is smart, so I remember it. Come on!"

Zhu Di smiled and reached out to the pen holder of the imperial desk. His fingers passed by a row of brushes, pinched a jade pen with a brush, took it down and put it in Zhu Zhanji's hand: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Grandpa will give you a pen and learn to write with your teacher."

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools!" Zhu Zhanji recited it with his hands in his back.

Zhu Di was overjoyed, threw down the memorial, and patiently began to explain the meaning of the sentence to Zhu Zhanji.

Several eunuchs all bowed and stood aside. When they saw the smile on Zhu Di's face, they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

...

The prince was just scolded this morning, and many people found out in the afternoon.

In Xuanzang Temple, Yao Guangxiao was wearing a coarse monk's robe, counting Buddhist beads with his left hand and knocking on the wooden fish with his right hand. The wooden fish sound of "Du,Du,Du..." is full of rhythm, very stable, and not at all messy.

At this moment, the wooden door was gently lifted open with a "wow" sound, and a monk walked in. However, Yao Guangxiao's action of knocking on the wooden fish was not affected at all. He seemed to know nothing while sitting on the cushion.

The monk who just came in was Qingyuan, who was originally a monk from Xuanzang Temple and had been in the temple for many years.

Qingyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Master, donor Yuan is looking for a meeting."

"Ask." Yao Guang said filial piety, and the boring wooden fish sound finally subsided.

After a while, Yuan Gong, wearing a group collar robe, walked into the vegetarian room, and the wooden door was immediately covered. Yuan Gong saluted and couldn't wait to say, "Do you know what happened in the morning?"

Yao Guangxiao nodded slightly.

Yuan Gong then took a few steps forward and said in a deep voice: "The capital has a population of more than one million, and there are countless teahouses, restaurants and inns. Before this incident, we had no news, and now we don't know where to check it."

Yao Guangxiao slowly lowered the handle of the wooden fish and placed it neatly on several tables. He sighed and slowly stroked the Buddhist beads, while pondering: "Everyone is tired of external things, forgive me for forgetting to practice internally..."

After hearing this, Yuan Gong looked thoughtful.

Yao Guangxiao raised his head and said, "People often forgive themselves too easily, so they forget that they should deal with their own problems first. The people in your own family do whatever they want without saying hello. Now you blame others for knowing it, and blame others for making things happen, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Yuan Gong said in a deep voice: "Although Guo Zi is also a counselor of the old Prince Yan Mansion, he is not the same as us. He used to be an official."

Yao Guangxiao frowned: "Yuan Sicheng wants to calculate this way, so how many people are there with you?"

Yuan Gong was stunned and quickly folded his hands together and said, "The emperor has received the teachings."

Yao Guangxiao said earnestly again: "If Guo Zi had not allocated military rations to the hungry people in Shandong first, in Shandong, Shandong! What is the word "Ren Sheng Emperor" is just rumors and not worthy of stating. The most unreasonable thing about this matter is that it is indeed true, how do you argue?"

"Please tell Master Daoyan how should I deal with it?" Yuan Gong bowed respectfully.

Yao Guangxiao raised his hand and paused in the air for a long time: "Don't argue or plead for mercy. The emperor will not mention that matter, and you should not mention it again. At this moment, we can only retreat to advance."

After Yao Guangxiao finished speaking, he murmured again, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have done it last time you asked the prince to plead for Fang Xiaoru. Now the prince is buying people's hearts everywhere, regardless of whether it is true or false, it is confirmed."

"Why retreating to advance?" Yuan Gong bowed, "I hope the master will give you detailed advice."

Yao Guangxiao gave a wink, and Yuan Gong came over. Yao Guangxiao whispered: "It is related to the position of the prince. Not only do you not speak out, but even if the emperor asks, don't make it too clear. You can't make progress too quickly."

Yuan Gong said: "Since the master has told me, the lower officials can only follow it."

Yao Guangxiao said calmly: "I have no choice but to do anything. I thought I could do it for you in one go, but now I can only seek stability. But you don't have to worry too much, the chances of winning are still great. One is because of the grandson and the other is because of the queen. The cause and effect of the world has long been destined."

Yuan Gong worshipped: "Thank you for the mantra of Master Daoyan."

Yao Guangxiao stopped answering and slowly picked up the wooden handle. Soon, the sound of wooden fish "Du, Du, Du..." came out. His eyes closed, as if they had never opened it.

Yuan Gong bowed silently again and turned around and walked out of the vegetarian room.

As soon as Yuan Gong left, Monk Qingyuan came in. Qingyuan walked steadily to Yao Guangxiao and whispered a few words in Yao Guangxiao's ear.

The sound of the wooden fish was a little messy for a moment, but it quickly returned to its rhythm.

"Master wants to meet Yao Fang?" Qingyuan asked softly.

Yao Guangxiao shook his head, "Stop it with the flow."

"Yes." Qingyuan retreated to the wooden door.
Chapter completed!