The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

People in the imperial city waited from June to July.

After waiting for another July, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, but they still hadn't received the news they wanted to hear.

Taking advantage of the approaching Mid-Autumn Festival and feeling homesick for her family, Imperial Concubine Yao asked the Emperor for permission to invite her family members into the palace to meet her.

In Ganquan Palace, a banquet was set up in the outer hall.

After greeting each other, the couple took their seats.

Imperial Concubine Yao dismissed the palace servants who were serving in the hall and only left a trusted nanny to help serve the dishes.

"Dad, Mom, there is still no news about Xiao Birang?" Concubine Yao was a little anxious.

Although Yuanzhengbo is nearly sixty years old, he is still handsome and looks younger than his actual age. There is often a smile between his eyebrows and he looks kind and amiable.

Even though there were no outsiders around at the moment, he did not take off the mask.

"The spies who followed him were a step too late and were all stopped at the city gates. It was difficult to trace Xiao Birang's whereabouts after that. What a pity, he missed a step." Yuanzheng Bo sighed, not looking at the fine wines on the table, but the light-scented Baixiang tea. He poured himself a cup and tasted it slowly, "Doctor Yu has not returned yet. This time, those people in the capital who are waiting to go to the mansion to pay their respects will be disappointed."

Imperial Concubine Yao clenched her fingers, a sinister look flashed across her eyes, "Xiao Birang has 160,000 troops in his hands. If he doesn't die, the expeditionary Bo's Mansion will always be suppressed by him! When will we be able to make a breakthrough!"

When they entered the harem together, she was overshadowed by the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion. Lan Zhirong became the empress and she was the noble concubine.

Both of them gave birth to princes for the emperor. However, Lan Zhirong's son was named the crown prince at birth, while her son could only be called the second prince!

In addition, both the Bo Mansion and the Xiao Mansion were born from great military generals, and the Bo Mansion was suppressed by the Xiao Family!

No matter in the former dynasty or the harem, Yao Jiazi will always be second!

It was clear that fortune was gradually leaning towards the Yao family. The prince was born weak and sickly, and the imperial physician said that he would not live to be twenty! The Xiao family had no descendants, Madam Xiao went crazy, and Xiao Birang was suffering from a serious illness and would not live long!

By then, whether it is the position of the crown prince or the title of the number one military family in Dayui, the Yao family will easily get it!

Why do complications always arise at the last minute?

Damn it, the news of his death has not been announced yet!

They don't even know where the other party is now or what the specific situation is!

This feeling is like there is a hidden dragon lurking in the abyss, and they can only watch from the top of the abyss as the hidden dragon grows its limbs, grows wings, and waits to soar into the sky!

That feeling of powerlessness makes people extremely hateful!

"Hey, master, don't just drink tea, think of a solution for Xinya! Xinya and the Yuanzheng Earl's Mansion are one, and if she is well, the Earl's Mansion will be better!" Seeing the master drinking tea slowly, the Earl's wife could not help but urge him.

Yuanzheng Bo lowered his eyes and put down his teacup. "There's no point in being anxious. The Crown Prince and Xiao Birang have the Emperor's support behind them. If we move too much and the Emperor finds out, we won't even have the chance to step on the stairs, let alone climb up. We should be cautious in everything we do."

He paused and raised his eyelids. "The whereabouts of those two people are a mystery. In the past few months, many people have sneaked out of Changjing to investigate, but no one has been able to find anything useful. The entire territory of Dari has been searched thoroughly. There is only one place that seems a little strange, and that is Yuanzhou."

Yao Xinya frowned, "Yuanzhou? Our people have been to Yuanzhou and there is nothing unusual there."

"This is how clever the person behind the scenes is. He knows you want to go in and investigate, so he lets you in and only lets you find out the information he wants you to know. You still can't find out what he doesn't want you to know. In this way, Yuanzhou won't be the focus. But in fact, a lot of big things have happened in Yuanzhou in the past year or so.

First, the Hundred-Angle Grass was released and became popular in Changjing City in a short time, and its reputation among the people was blown out. Something that truly benefits the people will accumulate a huge reputation. How could such a tempting cake not be coveted? But the Jin family was obviously powerless and was just an ordinary merchant family, but they were safe under the claws of the wolves and tigers, and their business was growing bigger and bigger. Why?

Second, when the flood hit Yuanzhou, the prefect Cui Yingyuan borrowed grain from the nearby government warehouses for disaster relief without reporting to the government. Given Cui Yingyuan's self-protective style of office, how could he have the courage to act first and report later? In addition, local wealthy businessmen donated money to help the people. The process was unusually smooth, as if they had reached some kind of consensus in private long ago.

Third, you may not have heard that Yuanzhou transferred a case file from Dongzhou and tried the case across the state. An old lawyer used his eloquence to help a low-level person who was involved in a murder case avoid the death penalty and was sentenced to exile. This case also brought down a wealthy family and investigated and prosecuted dozens of officials involved, which caused a sensation.

Yao Xinya's expression changed, and she stabbed her fingertips into her palm without feeling any pain. "No matter which of these three things, there is a powerful person behind them! That person's power is so great that even the governor of a state has to bow down to him! ... It's Prince Yan Lin!"

Mrs. Bo was also panicked when she heard this. "This--isn't it said that if they don't want outsiders to know the news, then it can't be found out no matter what? If so, how dare they do these big things to attract attention? I'm afraid that many people have guessed the truth by now, right? Isn't this contrary to their wishes to hide it?"

Yuanzheng Bo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with melancholy. "It is not contradictory, because Yan Lin may not be planning to hide anymore."

If you don't plan to hide, then there is no need to hide anymore.

There can only be one reason: the young eagle has grown its wings.

Baixiangcao is known as a magical herb. If Yan Linren is really in Yuanzhou, then he has been using Baixiangcao for treatment there for more than a year! The disease has been cured!

Yan Lin was born with everything except a good body. Now that he has a good body, what is there for him to be afraid of?

The Emperor, the Empress, and the Duke of Lan's Mansion are all his backers. He was born to stand on top of the clouds!

Besides this, he may now have the support of the Xiao Mansion! That is, the military power is also in his control!

Yao Xinya's face turned pale, she could barely sit still, her teeth chattering, "... Am I destined to fail and never win even once?"

"Not necessarily. There may be another plan that works, but it's too dangerous. If you succeed, you'll be king. If you fail, you and the Yuanzheng Earl's Mansion will never be able to recover." Yuanzheng Earl clenched his fists and lowered his voice to a very low level, saying ruthlessly, "The Emperor, the Empress, and Yan Lin have been hiding their whereabouts. Yan Lin must not have publicized his identity as the crown prince. As long as we find out where he is, we'll kill him first!"

With a clang, someone accidentally knocked over the cups, which fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

The laurel is fragrant in August.

The rice by the Yu Shui River has turned yellow. The golden rice ears have bent the seedlings, and in the autumn wind, the rice waves are swaying in golden waves.

On the other side, the medicinal field has just completed a round of picking. The newly grown medicinal seedlings are light green in color, and the fragrance blends into the fragrance of rice, which is particularly fresh and makes people feel refreshed.

After school in the afternoon, the little kids with pigtails would swing willow branches in their hands, lead a string of little tails, and skip and sing songs as they walked home.

"The moon is bright. I ride on a horse and light incense. I worship east and west. Grandma Yue, Grandma Yue, please bless my father to do business and make three big gold ingots a day, not too much or too little... Eat pancakes! Eat pancakes! Slurp! Oh, I won't sing anymore. My mouth is watering from singing!"

"Hahaha, Baixiang, you are so greedy!"

"My mother said that we will go to your house today to teach Grandma Lin and the others how to make moon cakes. Maybe we can eat them right after we get home! Come on, come on, hurry up! Brother Duobao doesn't have any more handkerchiefs to wipe your saliva with!"

"Eat moon cakes! I've never eaten moon cakes before, Brother Duobao, are moon cakes as big and round as the moon?"

"As big as your face! So round!"

The children laughed and ran towards the village.