Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Sitting in the carriage, Prince Ming pursed his lips, played with the pendant in his hand, and looked down at his toes. He knew that his fourth brother must have come to show off, and Qingqing should have been his princess!

King Jing didn't think so much about it. He just thought that Xiaoliu had thought it through and felt embarrassed to face him. After all, she was just a woman. How could the love between them as brothers be as deep?

But he didn't know that what Prince Ming was thinking was that there were imperial power and ethics between him and Qingqing, so how could Qingqing be willing?

But if he is disappointed with King Jing, won’t he be able to take the throne?

The two brothers didn't say a word along the way, until they sent Prince Ming to the Prince's Mansion, Prince Jing pursed his lips and uttered something.

"Xiao Liu, it's a foregone conclusion. You need to look forward."

"I'll remember what Fourth Brother has taught me." Prince Ming looked back, his face as cheerful and lively as ever, except that his hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists. If he hadn't restrained himself, he would have hit him.

"It's okay as long as you know it." King Jing was relieved. He finally grew up, and it would be even better if he could help him.

They thought to themselves that the prince was in favor right now and it was not the right time for them to come to the fore, but who could predict what would happen in the future?

"I won't see you off. Goodbye, fourth brother." Prince Ming came in and stood at the door, watching the carriage wheels rolling away.

He turned around and took Jinliang into Prince Ming's mansion, but there were many difficulties on the other side of the wall.

King Jing returned to the front yard, washed up simply, then sat in the study reading a book, reviewing what he had done today.

Su Hua handed over the ginger soup with brisk steps, stepped aside to grind ink for King Jing, and thought about what to eat next.

"Has anything happened in your mansion?" Prince Jing thought about it and felt that he had done a very good job today. He could have been tougher in handling the matter. After all, he wanted to be a loyal prince.

"In reply to the prince, Madam Miao's mother is here," Su Hua lowered his head and hesitated whether to say the other word.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you dithering?" King Jing glanced at Su Hua who was standing next to him with displeasure on his face.

"The eldest daughter of Duke Ping is coming to the mansion." He gritted his teeth, said it, and then quickly lowered his head.

Su Hua's eyes were unpredictable. Perhaps the princess didn't know that this legitimate daughter was being proposed to while dancing in the palace?

Otherwise, how could it be possible to allow Concubine Zhu to come in and stay for a while?

The reputation of being inappropriate in front of the emperor can be big or small, right?

Prince Jing, who was sitting there twisting his hair, paused. Princess Zhu Shuyue, the legitimate daughter of Duke Ping?

"When?" King Jing calmed down. She was a unique, elegant and beautiful woman who danced beautifully. The image of Zhu Shuyue dancing in the palace appeared in front of him.

"The original plan was for today, but the rain hasn't stopped yet, so it will most likely be after the rain stops." Su Hua looked outside.

The rain was pouring down with no sign of stopping. I sighed in my heart, when will this heavy rain stop?

"Notify me when the time comes." King Jing played with the jade pendant.

I was thinking in my heart that although the Duke Ping's Mansion had withdrawn from the court, the connections he had were not insignificant, but I still had to think about it.

"Yes." Su Hua then presented the account book, "This was sent by the princess." As for what it was, he couldn't say.

"Let it go. The princess is naturally sensible in her actions," King Jing was very satisfied with the princess. Concubine Zhu was not as good as her in any way.

"The affairs of the backyard are all in the hands of the princess." King Jing glanced at the account book. "How is the princess' health?"

He hoped that the princess would have a legitimate son, which would not only give him another bargaining chip on his way to the throne, but also serve as a bond with the Cui family. A slight bias in the emperor's heart would be enough for him!

But there was no expression on his face, only gentleness.

"The doctor who took the pulse was sent by the Imperial Hospital," Su Hua mentioned first. This man was not bribed by the palace. "The princess is not seriously ill and is in good health."

"That's great," King Jing curled his lips, feeling uncomfortable when thinking of the princess's face, "I will stay at the princess's place for the next few days."

"It is a blessing that the prince and the princess live in harmony." Su Hua flattered skillfully.

"You are the only one who knows how to speak. Serve the meal." King Jing scolded with a smile.

As the rain stopped, Prince Jing was once again entrusted with an important task by Emperor Zhengtong and left the imperial capital. The Prince Jing's mansion also fell into a long-lost peace. After all, when the male owner is away, his wives and concubines are natural enemies.

Every greeting is the most harmonious in history.

At the end of May, a group of wives and concubines were waiting at the gate of Prince Jing's mansion for Prince Jing to return from his work.

"Thank you for your hard work, Princess." King Jing jumped off his horse and immediately helped Jiuli up. When he touched her wrist, his heart fluttered, but he quickly recovered, "You all get up."

"Thank you for your grace, Your Highness." A pair of anxious beautiful eyes looked towards King Jing, but no one dared to say a few more words.

After the welcoming banquet, King Jing returned to the main courtyard and rested for three days. He asked for water every day and then had dinner with the children. The main idea was to treat everyone equally. After watching it all, it was already June and the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

"When did the ice fall last year?" Jiuli sat by the window, waving a fan embroidered with thorns and peach blossoms from Suzhou.

There is a half-person-high wind wheel not far away. When someone outside pulls it gently, the water flows and it is particularly cool.

"My master, I have looked at the account book and it was around July," Yingxiu said as she turned to the page where the record was recorded.

"It's hot this year, so we'll distribute it earlier. Also, the green bean soup and sour plum soup for the servants will be distributed on time." Jiuli waved her round fan, and the pearl tassels on her ears made her look brighter. She asked, "Have you hired the palace doctor and midwife?"

"He has already entered the mansion in advance," Yingxiu said standing nearby.

"Concubine Zhu's elder sister entered the palace today. She is a rare beauty," Yingxiu continued with a cold tone in her words.

"Please take good care of her. Madam Miao is pregnant, so don't disturb her." Jiuli tapped the table, smiling from ear to ear.

"I understand," Yingxiu said with a smile in her eyes, "The manager of the manor outside the palace presented a few carts of watermelons. Would you like to try some, Master?"

"Chill it with well water and send it over," Jiuli looked at the government affairs.

"Yes," Yingxiu said something to Anxiang before leaving.

Now there is another person who is qualified to come and pay her respects, Madam Gan, who is the wild flower that was sent to King Jing when he went to do business last time.

Jiuli asked two routine questions.

"This must be Concubine Zhu's sister, right? She is indeed as beautiful as a flower," Jiuli's eyes fell on Zhu Shuyue.

"Your servant pays her respects to the princess." Zhu Shuyue stepped forward.

There was still a look of grievance and resentment in her lowered eyes. If Emperor Zhengtong had agreed, she would be the one sitting in the high position now.

"My elder sister behaved disrespectfully in front of the emperor, so she came to the mansion to accompany me for a few days." Concubine Zhu smiled brightly and secretly set a trap.

"So that's how it is. But you have to take good care of Concubine Zhu." Jiuli seemed to believe what the two said, but did not call out.