After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

I couldn't quite understand Ankang's behavior, but since the gift had been delivered, I'd just accept it for now. I had a feeling that Ankang didn't have any bad intentions.

In the evening, Zhao Zhenyuan and Zhao Jinping came back from work. When they learned that someone had sent me a carriage full of gifts worth a million, they were so surprised that they hurried into my room.

When they saw the valuables still piled up in the house, they all fell silent.

After a long while, Jinping finally spoke: "Ah Man, you are so careless. This piece of flowing brocade alone is worth a million gold coins, and you just piled it on the ground like this."

Zhao Zhenyuan stroked his beardless chin and thought for a while, then said, "Although there are many wealthy people in Beijing, I have never seen anyone give a gift worth more than a million yuan at once. Your father has never seen such a thing in his life."

I picked out a box full of jade pendants from the pile of gifts, opened it, and said, "The jade looks nice. Pick out some that you like and wear them."

Zhao Jinping and Zhao Zhenyuan looked at each other, with no joy in their eyes, only surprise, because any piece in this box of jade pendants was worth a fortune. How generous was this, to give a whole box away at once!

Zhao Zhenyuan didn't take it and said, "I'm a rough guy, so I can't use this thing. I run on horses every day. If it gets bumped or scratched while wearing it, I'll feel bad. I'd better give it to Jin'er."

Zhao Jinping had no choice but to take it, took a deep breath, and said, "I never thought that I could wear a different jade pendant every day."

The family was not short of money, but Jinping was used to being stingy. He was never willing to spend money carelessly, and even refused to replace a set of clothes after wearing them for a long time.

I glanced at Jinping and said, "Brother, you already know who sent the gift, right?"

Jinping's hands trembled when he heard this, and his face froze for a moment, then he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a difficult smile, and said, "Since you already know everything, why are you still asking me?"

Zhao Zhenyuan looked at Zhao Jinping and asked, "Jin'er actually knew who sent the gift, why didn't you tell me just now?"

Jinping had a natural fear of Zhao Zhenyuan. Seeing his father staring at him and questioning him, he was extremely nervous. He took a step back for no apparent reason and said in a stammer, "I, you, I thought my father knew about it, too."

After Jinping finished speaking, he actually ran away with the box in his arms, looking as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Zhao Zhenyuan looked at Jinping's back and frowned, saying, "This kid is already married, why is he still acting like a young boy, so irritable?"

I didn't respond to Zhao Zhenyuan's words. I pointed at the pile of things on the ground and said, "Father, if you see anything suitable, just pick some."

Zhao Zhenyuan touched his head and smiled innocently, "I am just a rough guy, so I won't go into these. If there is any good wine, please keep it for your father. Your father has invited his colleagues to drink at the tavern tonight, so he won't have dinner with you. You should eat and rest early, and don't read too late, it will hurt your body."

After Zhao Zhenyuan finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.

After Zhao Zhenyuan returned to the capital, he restrained all his edge and even handed in his military command. Apart from being on duty every day, he would go around looking for people to drink with, giving people the illusion that he had no intention of fighting for power and favor and was only concerned with drinking and having fun.

Zhao Zhenyuan was smart and knew that being more successful than his master would bring disaster. Anyway, he had enough food and drink now, and there was no need for him to fight for fame and fortune. It would be enough for him to live a good and stable life, consolidate his power in the court, and pave the way for his son.

I know Zhao Zhenyuan doesn't like to be too ostentatious, so I won't force expensive things on him.

After dinner, Fuyao came back. She looked tired, probably very exhausted.

I didn't rush her. After she had eaten and drunk her fill, I served her a plate of grapes and let her eat until she was comfortable. Then I waited for her to speak.

After eating a few grapes, Fuyao heaved a long sigh of relief and said, "I first went back to Wangyue Tower and tried to get some information from the waiter, but they seemed to have been warned and refused to reveal any information about the guest. I had no choice but to think of another way to investigate."

Fuyao was a secret guard, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to find out about that person, but she didn't expect that after searching for a whole day, she couldn't find any information about that person.

Fuyao also found it incredible. Logically speaking, a wild goose leaves its voice behind when it passes by. It is impossible for a living person to leave no clues in the capital, unless...

"Unless he was taken into the palace as soon as he came out of Wangyue Tower." I continued.

Fuyao had just picked up a tea bowl, but when she heard what I said, she paused and said in annoyance, "Why didn't I think of going to the palace to find out?"

I shook my head at her and said, "Since someone doesn't want others to know about him and his whereabouts, even if you find him in the palace, you won't find any information about him, and you might even get yourself into trouble."

Fuyao frowned, agreeing with what I said, but asked in confusion: "Since the queen knows that he has a special identity, why do you want me to check it?"

I picked up a grape and put it in my mouth, then took a light bite. It was juicy, sweet and sour, just how I like it.

I said, "I only found out who he was after he sent me a carriage full of gifts after you left."

"What? A carriage full of gifts?" Fuyao felt it was a little unbelievable and asked, "This person is really generous. Who is he?"

I said word by word: "Lord of Xihe."

"What?" Fu Yao shook the tea bowl in her hand onto the table with a "bang". Although the bowl did not break, the tea almost spilled all over her.

Fortunately, Fuyao was agile and jumped away immediately, otherwise the scalding hot tea would have splashed on her body and she would have at least lost a layer of skin.

When Xichun saw that the tea was spilled, he quickly took a rag to wipe it.

Fuyao shook his hands and said, "No wonder there is no clue at all. It turned out to be the king of Xihe. This makes sense. Dayu and Xihe have been at war for many years. Although Xihe has surrendered to Dayu, Xihe has done too many evil things. The people of Dayu hate them to the core. Their king actually dared to come to Dayu. This courage is worthy of admiration."

If there wasn't any compelling reason to come, I don't think Ankang would be willing to take the risk.

But the face I saw that day was his true face, not the face of the original Prince of Xihe. Could it be that he has abandoned Xihe and is going back to Dayu?

I was thinking deeply when Fuyao suddenly said, "My Lady, since you already know the identity of that person, do you still need to go to the palace to find out tomorrow?"

I shook my head and said, "No need. Since he showed his status to give me a gift, he just doesn't want me to go to him. If he wants to see me, it would be much easier for him to come to me."

Fuyao also thought it made a lot of sense.

I saw that she had been busy all day, so I asked her to go down and rest early, as we still had to go to Ji'antang tomorrow.

I got up early the next morning, thinking that setting up the stall earlier would attract more people to see the doctor.

Ever since Hua Wushuang left Du Jintang to us, he has never come to pick up his son.