After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Wang Jiwen left the palace with a gloomy face. Not only did he have to "compensate" by giving away most of his family's shops and fields in Yongzhou Prefecture and Huaiyuan Prefecture, he also had to copy all the books in his family's collection and send them to the Imperial College.

Although this time there will not be any serious injuries, the losses will definitely be heavy.

The most important thing is that despite paying so much, Wang Jihong still couldn't save his life. When he asked for mercy, the emperor turned cold and he understood.

The matter seemed to have ended like this, and Wang did not mention the child born to Wang Ruolan.

Wang seemed to have reached a consensus with the emperor, acknowledging that the child did not exist.

A carriage left the east gate of the palace in a low-key manner.

There was only one person in the car, and that was the young eunuch from the Eastern Palace. He named himself Peanut.

Taking the surname of Aunt Hua, "sheng" means to live.

Peanut stopped the carriage and silently turned back to look at the palace wall that had trapped him for more than ten years and had also taken the lives of his biological mother, Nanny Hua, and Nanny Fang.

The young man had a complicated expression on his face, but he eventually drove his carriage away, away from the palace and the capital.

In the palace, the emperor looked at the white clouds in the sky, his mind full of thoughts.

"Eunuch Fu, do you think I was being unfair to that child?"

Eunuch Fu lowered his head and dared not speak.

The emperor didn't need his answer.

"With his background and experiences like that, it's inevitable that he'll harbor resentment and seek revenge later. Should I kill him?"

Eunuch Fu lowered his head even more, wishing he could cover his ears.

Is this something he should hear?

All the evidence now proves that the young man in the cold palace is His Majesty's biological son, a prince.

How could a servant like him comment on others' affairs?

"The Crown Prince once said that I wasn't a good father and wasn't as good as Fang Tong. I was a little dissatisfied."

"What I can give the prince is the entire kingdom and supreme status, while Fang Tong was just an ordinary citizen before, and all he could give his children was enough to have three meals a day."

"But now, I understand. I am not as good as him."

The emperor sighed.

Eunuch Fu was shocked. The emperor himself admitted that he was not as good a father as his subjects. It was really...

This Fang Tong is also an amazing person. He is just a ninth-rank official, but he can be remembered by the emperor. You know, the emperor may not have much impression of many fifth- and sixth-rank officials.

"As a father, you should not only protect your children, but also help them become stronger and more resilient, so that they can face difficulties with confidence."

"But what I have done is far from enough. I have neglected the Crown Prince too much, and I haven't been able to get into that child's heart over the years."

"He hasn't fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to that child at all."

"The only mercy I can offer is to let him leave the palace. For that child, being an ordinary person out of the palace might be better than being my prince."

The emperor's tone was inexplicable, and he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He already owns the world, but there are some things that he can only regret and feel helpless about, as if he will never get them.

Eunuch Fu's eyes were slightly red. He had followed his master since he was a child, and he felt a little sorry for the emperor.

"Your Majesty, you are first the emperor of the people, the king, and then the father."

"People, who wouldn't say you're a wise ruler? One day, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will understand your helplessness and painstaking efforts."

The emperor smiled bitterly.

"Don't comfort me, I did something wrong, and regretting it is useless."

He stood in the pavilion for a long time before leaving.

"Send someone to secretly watch the child. If anyone from the Wang family comes into contact with him, kill him!"

The emperor's kindness is limited, and indifference is engraved in his bones.

"Yes." Eunuch Fu agreed.

He didn't ask whether it was Wang's people who were killed or the child.

it's the same.

On the other side, Qing Yan left the palace.

On the moat, there was a gorgeous cruise ship. Not only Qing Yan and Fang Nanzhi were there, but also Mr. Zhou and Mr. Deng.

The two gentlemen had met before, but this was the first time they met after Mr. Zhou returned to Beijing. The two started playing chess in the cabin.

Fang Nanzhi lay on the railing, looking at the rippling river water excitedly.

"Tick! Tick!"

The sound of drizzle was heard, and the little girl had to go back to the cabin.

Qing Yan looked at her regretful expression and laughed: "The rain is light and will stop soon. You can go out later."

Fang Nanzhi could only nod.

There is hot tea warming on the stove. It is osmanthus tea, and some wolfberries, red dates, etc. are added. In short, it has the effect of warming and nourishing.

Qing Yan poured a cup and placed it in front of the little girl before pouring it for himself.

"Zhizhi, how did you save me?"

Fang Nanzhi was stunned. This was the first time the prince asked such a question. She pondered and thought about her words.

Qing Yan spoke again: "What price did you pay for saving me?"

His eyes were clear, as if nothing in the world could escape his eyes.

He asked Qing Min about what happened that night when he was rescued. Combined with his own vague feelings, Qing Yan knew that Zhizhi had not learned how to remove the poison.

She must have used some method that was beyond human power.

There was something he didn't tell anyone. After taking Zhizhi's pill, his body seemed to become very clear.

For example, he had good ears, so he could hear everything happening in the entire palace while staying in his bedroom.

Of course, he couldn't hear other people's whispers, but he could always hear any slightly louder noises, like the footsteps of the imperial guards patrolling or the opening and closing of the city gates.

Also, when he practiced martial arts, he felt that his body became much more agile.

In the past, when he used his Qinggong skills to climb over the wall, he needed to use some force to do it. Now, he can jump over it with just a light leap.

Physical abilities in all aspects are far superior to before.

Qing Yan vaguely felt that his body seemed to have reached its best condition.

Qingyan and Fang Nanzhi have been together for many years and know that no matter how smart the little girl is, she is still a human being.

If people want to do things that only gods can do, they will definitely have to pay an unexpected price.

He wanted to know what the price was and to bear it himself.

Fang Nanzhi could still say this in a more tactful way.

"It does come at a price. I need a lot of things."

Fang Nanzhi was ready to ask for a huge sum of money.

She and her brother had discussed that the points owed to the system must be repaid as soon as possible and not by the deadline.

The longer they delay, the more likely it is that if something unexpected happens, they will be forced to leave their parents, and that is not acceptable.

"Books, gold and silver jewelry, flowers and plants?" Qing Yan continued.

Obviously, after he recovered, he already knew what the Fang family had been busy with recently.

Fang Nanzhi nodded repeatedly.

"That's right!"

"I'll ask someone to prepare it for you. Which one do you need most? Are there any conditions for accepting these?" Qing Yan asked in detail.

Fang Nanzhi talked about everything in detail.

"Gold jewelry is quite valuable, but the imperial court has limited gold, so it's not easy to sell it in large quantities. Scarcity is what makes things valuable."

"All books must be hand-copied, but rare and famous books are best. However, this cannot be leaked. My brother and I have discussed that if there are replicas of rare books, they can be very expensive!"

For mall buyers, the most valuable thing about a unique copy is its artistic conception. They make high-quality imitations, which are also artificial imitations. They combine the imitator's understanding of the original work with some of the artistic conception of the unique copy, so they are definitely valuable.

Qing Yan listened carefully, but was thinking in his heart.

What price had Zhizhi paid? Did she have to consider the entire imperial court's gold reserves? Would she have to use it all to be enough?

Ahem, this is a complete misunderstanding. Using less gold is a long-term consideration for Fang Nanzhi and Qin Yan.