Crossing the Unknown Country

If the Ninth Prince knew the Emperor's thoughts, he would definitely raise objections. He had long lost interest in that position, which was exhausting, without freedom, and he had to stay in the palace all year round.

How could he compare to that? Now he could lead his troops to war, run a prosperous business, and travel all over the country. He made a lot of money, and the emperor was there to protect him. He was the second best in the world. How great was that feeling?

Seeing the jewels and gold, he was very pleased, these were his favorites. He happily accepted the reward and asked them to deliver it to his house. He went to the harem to meet his mother, who must be waiting anxiously.

When he left, his mother held his hand and cried bitterly, her eyes were red and swollen, she was afraid that her child would get hurt. This is what it means when a mother worries about her child even when he is thousands of miles away, and only a mother loves her child the most.

He said goodbye to his father and walked quickly towards the harem, walking at a brisk pace. The eunuchs and palace maids had to trot to keep up with him. Before he reached the palace gate, he saw the little palace maids looking around anxiously at the door, waiting for his arrival.

As soon as he was seen, a young palace maid ran inside to report the news. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw his mother, with tears in her eyes, stumbling out to greet him.

He walked forward quickly and was hugged by his mother. Tears flowed from both of their eyes. His mother wiped her tears and led him inside.

The two of them sat on the couch. His mother stroked his cheek with her hand and kept saying, "My son has lost a lot of weight and has become darker. His skin has become rougher. He must have not eaten well or slept well these days, worrying about the war. Those damn Dongjie people made my son go to the battlefield at such a young age. I am so heartbroken."

The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother. I am just a little tired from the journey. I will be fine after a few days of rest. Now that we have won, they will never dare to come again."

Imperial Concubine Mei asked the maid to quickly serve the carefully prepared meal and asked the Ninth Prince to eat quickly. The mother and son sat opposite each other and ate. Imperial Concubine Mei kept picking up food for her son and urged him to eat quickly.

The Ninth Prince ate with big mouthfuls of food without any hesitation, because he was used to eating like this in the military camp, and he didn't eat in a proper manner like before. Concubine Mei watched her son eat with big mouthfuls of food, and didn't criticize his etiquette, but watched with peace of mind.

She looked at her son with such love, and felt so satisfied just seeing him in front of her. No matter how much she fought for power and gain, it was not as good as having her own son standing in front of her alive.

The Ninth Prince was still quite reserved in front of his father. He was not his father's only child, and he had many brothers and sisters. Only with his mother could he be so unrestrained. His mother could love and support him unconditionally, and was his most solid support.

The mother and son finished their meal happily. The Ninth Prince would not tell his mother about the battlefield, as that would scare her. He just told her in detail about the reward given by his father, so that she would know how hard his son worked.

Concubine Mei was of course very happy to hear this. This was the emperor's recognition and love for her son. Who wouldn't want to be rewarded by the emperor? With such a son, she could show off in the palace. In the end, women like to compare their children and husbands. They have the same husband, but different children.

The Ninth Prince said goodbye to his mother reluctantly and promised her that he would come to the palace to see her when he was not busy. Then he followed the eunuchs out of the palace. On the way, he met other brothers. They all looked at him enviously, congratulating him on his great victory, but thinking about the jewels and gold in their hearts.

The older princes all had their own mansions, which required a lot of money. Although the court would regularly distribute silver, to maintain such a luxurious life, they had to fill the money themselves.

They each have their own way of making money, but who can make more money than the Ninth Prince? The richer one is, the more he can get such a large reward. How can they not be envious and jealous?