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For several days, Zhu Zhanji was gloomy, and the people under him were in dire straits.

"Wu Daban, what happened to His Highness these days? It's terrible." The man couldn't help but say in a low voice.

"We have no right to interfere in the master's affairs. Be careful in your service during this period. No one can save you if you run into trouble." Wu Cheng reminded.

"Yes Yes Yes."

As soon as the words fell, a scolding voice came from the study: "What kind of tea is this?" Not only that, but there was also the sound of cups being thrown.

"Not good." Wu Cheng hurried over to check the situation.

The person serving the tea was a palace maid, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling and kowtowing, "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me..." Her head was almost broken.

"Your Highness, calm down. It's not worth it to get angry on yourself." Wu Cheng calmed him down.

Zhu Zhanji also knew that he had a bad temper these days, "Go and bring me another cup, don't buy Biluochun."

"As you command, I'll go right away," and then turned to the others and said, "Hurry up and get ready, and leave."

After everyone left, Zhu Zhanji calmed down. He didn't know what happened to him these days. He obviously didn't want to lose his temper, but he couldn't control himself. He couldn't sleep well. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw that person. Sometimes she was happy and playful, but the next moment it would be the day they broke up. She cried and shook her head and said she didn't want to enter the palace. Although she didn't cry at that time, in his dream, she was crying and begging him to let her go.

Every time this happened, Zhu Zhanji felt that he had done something very wrong. Fortunately, he let her go, which could be considered as compensation to her.

After a while, Wu Cheng brought him new tea, and Zhu Zhanji took a sip.

"You're still the best."

"Your Highness likes it. From now on, I will make your tea."

"You are a big eunuch, and you are doing the work of a little palace maid?"

"What are you talking about, Your Highness? As long as it is about taking care of Your Highness, it is a big deal. Is Your Highness praising me?" Wu Cheng flattered.

"I'm just joking. How can I really let you go? Just instruct the people below to do their job well."

"Yes."

Wu Cheng found the little palace maid who was scolded.

"Wu Daban." The little palace maid said timidly.

"You must be scared. Look at how hard it hits. You won't be able to serve in the front for a few days. Go and have a good rest. This is medicine. Use it more and you'll get better faster."

"Thank you, Wu Daban. What about His Highness?"

"Your Highness, the incident is over. You don't have to worry about it anymore. Remember to tell Aunt Yun not to use Biluochun during this period."

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go back."

Wu Cheng just remembered that Miss Hu San ordered a cup of Biluochun that day. Alas, is His Highness angry or can't forget it? He is getting more and more confused.

He saw how sincere His Highness was towards Miss Hu San, and His Highness was really happy during that time. He never expected that Miss Hu San was so powerful that she actually dared to reject His Highness. There were not many people like him in the world. He originally thought that since Miss Hu San was challenging His Highness like this, His Highness would want to kill someone. Unexpectedly, His Highness agreed. He hasn't done anything to the Hu family yet, but just withdrew those people. Miss Hu San's two brothers are still doing well in the youth army. Moreover, His Highness was sulking by himself, and then took his anger out on them. Alas, it was really not easy.

In the blink of an eye, it was June. Zhu Zhanji saw that things in Beijing were almost done, so he wrote a letter to Zhu Di. The general content of the letter said that his third uncle had performed well during this period, had a positive attitude, and handled various affairs in Beijing very well.

Wu Cheng didn't understand what the purpose of His Highness writing such a letter was.

"Are you wondering why I wrote such a letter?" Zhu Zhanji asked as he packed the letter.

"I am stupid and naturally cannot guess what Your Highness is thinking."

"Stop flattering me. In a month or two at most, the Emperor will summon me back to the capital. It doesn't matter whether I write this letter or not. I am just trying to buy a favor from my Third Uncle. Besides, the Emperor still thinks highly of my Third Uncle. If he knows that my Third Uncle has become a better person, he will be happy. The Emperor still cares about the harmonious relationship between us, uncle and nephew."

"Your Highness, this is a good plan." Wu Cheng praised.

Sure enough, after seeing the letter, Zhu Di in the capital was very happy and immediately summoned His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to the capital.

"His Majesty is even happier now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has returned." Wang Jinghong said with a smile as he was grinding on the side.

"That's right. Agui has always pleased me since he was young. This is the first time that the child has been away for such a long time. He wrote such a letter. He must be homesick."

"Your Majesty also misses His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Yeah, you know what I miss him a lot. Without Agui, the palace feels a lot quieter."

"Your Majesty, you still have the Crown Prince and a bunch of grandchildren," Wang Jinghong comforted.

"It's different. The relationship between the Crown Prince and the Emperor is not just that of an ordinary father and son. I can pamper the second and third sons, and sometimes we can get along like sons and fathers, but I can't do that for the Crown Prince. The Queen always said that I was partial and that I didn't like the Crown Prince. I always said that I was training him, and slowly, I just treated the Crown Prince as the Crown Prince. Among so many grandchildren, Agui is the most similar to me, since birth."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has always been the closest to Your Majesty and is very filial."

"It's all because of you. I miss Agui even more."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard that Zhu Zhanji was returning to Beijing, he was extremely happy.

I cried my heart out when I saw my nephew off.

"Zhanji, Third Uncle knows that you are the most filial. You pleaded for me in front of the emperor before, and this time you even wrote a special letter to the emperor. I really don't know how to thank you."

Zhu Zhanji thought, just don't give him and his father any trouble, and don't say thank you, but it shouldn't be possible. Although he thought so in his heart, he still said, "What are you talking about, Third Uncle? We are all family. If father were here, he would definitely intercede for you last time. This is what father taught me since I was a child. This time I am also seeking truth from facts. Third Uncle has done a good job, and Grandpa Huang knows it."

"Yes, the prince brother has always loved us very much, so Third Uncle won't say anything. I hope you have a safe journey, and I won't see you off."

"Take care of yourself, Uncle San. Remember to be sensible in the future. See you later."

"Yeah, Uncle San knows. See you later."

Zhu Gaoxu watched his nephew's convoy go a long way before returning to the city. Finally, they left. This period of time had not been easy. He had never worked so hard since he was a child. He could finally take a good rest.

Along the way, Zhu Zhanji and Xia Yuanji visited the villages along the way and gained a lot. They wrote a lot of suggestions when they returned to Kyoto, but that is another story.