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Zhu Di had to postpone his plan to return to Beijing. Because of this incident, Zhu Di was so angry that he fell ill, and Zhu Zhanji took care of him.

"Grandpa Emperor, you should take care of yourself. Third Uncle also knows he was wrong. With Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao teaching him, Third Uncle will not do anything out of line again. Grandpa Emperor, please don't be angry anymore."

"Just admit your mistakes. That's enough. He's so old, but he doesn't know the limits as well as you do. I hope he can change for the better."

"Yes, Third Uncle will understand Grandpa Emperor's painstaking efforts." Zhu Zhanji thought, after this warning, Third Uncle would probably behave himself for ten years. Although he would make small moves all the time, they were nothing to be afraid of.

Zhu Di didn't say anything for a long time. "Agui, I was going to go back to Beijing with you in a few days, but your third uncle is useless. Now the construction of Beijing is at a critical time, so I want you and Yuanji to stay in Beijing. What do you think?"

Zhu Zhanji was delighted but did not dare to show it. He immediately stood up, knelt down and said, "My grandson is young and lacks experience. I'm afraid I won't be able to do well and it will be difficult to convince others." Even if he had the ability, he still had to refuse a little.

Zhu Di retorted, "It is precisely because you are young and inexperienced that you have the opportunity to gain experience. If you have never done it, you naturally have no experience. If you have done it, you will have experience. No one can do it right away. Isn't it that you are asked to work with Yuan Ji? Listen to their opinions. For a superior, it is not important to have a smart head, but to have the ability to judge things and use people to control subordinates. This is more important. If you are too smart, it is not good. You will be conceited and often fail to listen to others' opinions."

If it was the old Zhu Zhanji, he would just refuse for a while, and when Zhu Di finished speaking, he would still agree. But this time Zhu Zhanji really wanted to go back. If he stayed in Beijing, he would not be able to go back for at least half a year. What about Shanxiang? He had already left this time, and he had not explained anything to Shanxiang. She would definitely be anxious if she could not see him. But staying in Beijing was also a good opportunity.

"Grandpa Emperor, I understand the truth, but..." Zhu Zhanji was conflicted. On one side was the person he loved, and on the other was the stepping stone to power. But he still refused. Staying in Beijing could be delayed. It wouldn't be built so quickly anyway. Grandpa Emperor would only come back once every one or two years, so he could just wait for the next time. But it was not certain about Shanxiang in the capital. If he lost his wife, who would he cry to?

Zhu Di was a little angry when he heard his grandson's second refusal: "Since you understand, then what else can you do? When you return this time, you will also have the ceremony of crowning. It will be just the same as the ceremony of enthroning the crown prince. You should work hard in Beijing, and when you return, you will be enthroned.

Zhu Zhanji: "Grandfather Emperor..."

"Okay, don't say anymore. I have made up my mind. That's it. I'm tired too. You go back and prepare well." After saying that, Zhu Di lay down on the bed and closed his eyes as if he was going to sleep.

Zhu Zhanji knew that the matter was a done deal and there was no room for maneuver, so he had to leave.

When Wu Cheng saw the little prince coming out of the room with a gloomy face, he thought something had happened again. His Majesty had been in a bad mood these days and would lose his temper whenever things didn't go his way. Could it be that even the little prince was being blamed now? What should he do? If this were in the palace, His Majesty would still listen to what the imperial concubine said, but now who can persuade His Majesty? It's really worrying.

Although thinking so, Wu Cheng still walked over and put on Zhu Zhanji's coat. It was only February and the north wind was still blowing.

There was no conversation along the way. When Zhu Zhanji returned to his courtyard, Wu Cheng quickly brought him a cup of hot tea.

Zhu Zhanji took a sip before speaking: "Is there any news from the capital during this period?"

Wu Cheng searched his mind quickly, "During this period, the Crown Prince is still supervising the state as usual in the East Palace, and there is nothing major. Also, the wife of the Marquis of Pengcheng still often comes to the palace to tell the Crown Princess about those things. At the beginning of spring, the Prince's Mansion often sends invitations to young ladies in the capital, and Miss Hu San sometimes goes there."

Zhu Zhanji had no reaction to the previous events, but when he heard Hu Shanxiang's name, he had some reaction: "Does she go there often?"

Wu Cheng knew what the young prince was thinking. "Your Highness, no. The third young lady doesn't go there often, but she goes there one or twice in five times. It's not good to not go at all. It's just that the third young lady always says that she is in poor health and has been refusing so many times. The whole capital is saying that the third young lady of the Hu family is a sickly person..." The more Wu Cheng spoke, the smaller his voice became, and he could not utter any other words.

Even without him saying it, Zhu Zhanji could probably guess that it was definitely not a good thing. "Humph, these people have nothing to do every day, so they like to gossip about other people's family affairs. There are so many problems in their own family, and they still have time to care about others."

"Yes, yes." Wu Cheng agreed.

The more Zhu Zhanji listened, the more he wanted to go back right away and make the person who said those words pay the price.

He asked again, "Will Shanxiang be bullied at those banquets?" Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji could no longer sit still and could not help but stand up and pace around the room.

Wu Cheng looked at the prince's expression and realized that he had fallen into the hands of Miss Hu San. He quickly said to Zhu Zhanji, "If you want to talk about bullying, that's impossible. Don't you see how many people can afford to offend Miss San? It's just a little fight between girls. It's just a few words."

"How can it be just a petty quarrel? Shanxiang has never argued with anyone. She is not like those uneducated people. She will definitely suffer." Zhu Zhanji relied on his understanding of Hu Shanxiang in his previous life. In the past, Sun liked to make trouble for her, and Shanxiang always endured it and would not refute her. If she made a petty quarrel, Shanxiang would be bullied to death by those young ladies in the capital.

Wu Cheng couldn't bear to look at the Crown Prince's current look. He looked like Miss Hu San was a little white rabbit being bullied. The Crown Prince himself might have forgotten how he was speechless after being scolded by Miss Hu San.

In the capital, apart from being said to have poor health, no one dared to bully the third young lady because of her character and her unwillingness to suffer any loss.

"Your Highness, don't worry. The Third Miss was really not bullied. Those people did not get any advantage over the Third Miss. Besides, with Miss He's help, she will not suffer any loss." Wu Cheng said from the side.

"That He family girl?" Zhu Zhanji was puzzled. After all, he didn't pay much attention to these noble ladies in the capital. When he heard about another person, he naturally didn't know who it was. But when he heard that she was helping Hu Shanxiang, he couldn't help but be curious.

Wu Cheng answered for him: "The second young lady of General He's family also attended the Imperial Concubine's flower-viewing banquet before, and met the third young lady at that time."