The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords have been hanging in a side hall of the Cining Palace since they came back. When Minglang went to send someone to get them, he waved his hand and said it was not necessary.

"I've already found someone to repair the hilt. Thank you, Aunt Yunling, for making this trip."

The smile on Yun Ling's lips froze for a moment, and then he asked jokingly:

"All the skilled craftsmen in the entire capital are in the palace. I wonder if the people Your Highness has found are very reliable. After all, the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords are very old. If they fail to be repaired this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rebuild them in the future."

Minglang was not a fool, she could hear the probing words.

"It was a general from the Jingjiao Camp. He said he was very capable in repairing weapons, so I handed the matter over to him."

After Yun Ling left the Cining Palace with this news, Xiang Huayue's expression changed slightly when she looked at Minglang.

"Is the general Minglang is talking about Han Qi?"

After being asked so openly by the Empress Dowager, Minglang no longer hid it.

"It was him. When my sword handle was broken and I needed it sharpened, he helped me wrap the broken part first. He happened to be able to do some repairs, so I asked him to help me fix the handle."

Minglang's frank look made Xiang Huayue at a loss for words.

"Is the Empress worried that I'll fall in love with Han Qi?"

While Xiang Huayue was still in a daze, Minglang's words interrupted her thoughts.

Looking at the obvious surprise on Grandma Huang's face, Minglang knew that he had guessed right.

I guess the Queen Mother also thought so. After all, she has reached the age of marriage, and the Queen Mother has begun to worry about her second half of life.

"Then Minglang, tell the Empress Dowager honestly what you think of Han Qi?"

I was a little nervous when I asked Huayue this question, and I looked at her bright expression to guess what she was thinking.

"A very ambitious person, a pillar of the country. If used well, he can accomplish great things."

Although the Xiang family is the maternal family of the Empress Dowager, the Xiang family has been the leader of the military generals for a long time.

Now the Xiang family is still under the control of the old Duke and the Ding Duke, and the younger generations below have not seen anything ignorant for the time being.

But there is no ancestral grave that always has smoke coming out of it. After a long time, every family will have a few unworthy people.

The four words "chief of military generals" sound so majestic and domineering, but these days, who can really stick to his heart after standing in a high position for too long?

It’s not that she doesn’t trust the Xiang family, but whoever has power will have no one around him who can tell the truth to him.

Over time, people will be blinded by power and become profit-driven.

After all, Xiang Huayue was a woman who had experienced the succession of three emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty, so Minglang's words sounded reasonable at first glance.

It seems to be praising a brave and fearless general on the battlefield, but once you think about it carefully, every word seems to be saying something else about the pillars of the country who can accomplish great things.

Xiang Huayue didn't want to think too much about it. On one side was her granddaughter, and on the other was her mother's family who had raised her and protected her for ten years.

Noticing that Grandma Huang was in a bad mood, Minglang brought the topic back to the topic with a smile.

"Don't worry, Madam Empress, I don't have any romantic feelings for Han Qi. I just think he's a very talented person with great potential, and I feel it would be a shame to let him go."

There isn't much love between men and women, but it still exists?

Minglang pulled Xiang Huayue out of the tug of war with just one sentence, and reached out to hold Minglang's hand.

"You need to think this through carefully. Your mother and grandmother won't harm you. If there's anything you need or want, feel free to ask us directly. If your mother asks about this, what will you say?"

Seeing that Grandma Huang made her choice in a short time, the look in her bright eyes revealed a cunning that others could not understand.

"My mother and my grandmother are both the people who love me the most in the world. Even if my mother asked me these questions, I would still say the same thing. Nothing will change."

Hearing this, Xiang Huayue didn't know whether she should be happy that there had never been any rift between Minglang and His Majesty, or sad about the loneliness of her mother's family.

There is no talented person among the youngest generation of my mother's family, so keeping a simple mind is certainly a way to avoid the world.

But this great imperial power and wealth cannot be maintained by simply being humble.

"That's good, that's good. Minglang, if you have anything to say, feel free to tell your mother and grandmother. We will never harm you."

It was almost the same idea. After Minglang heard Grandma Huang say it twice, he knew that what she said today had scared Grandma Huang a little.

It also touched upon the unshakable status of the maternal family in the heart of the Empress Dowager.

But this is the way the world is. There will be no more wars to fight in the future, and the status of military generals will inevitably decline.

This was not what she had in mind. She hoped that the civil and military officials would be equal in the court, and that no one would be much superior to anyone else. That would be the best.

There may be a few talented people among the younger generation of the Xiang family, but the Xiang family has the old Duke in charge, so they are hiding their incompetence.

Minglang roughly calculated that among those younger generations, no more than two or three would eventually become officials in the court.

At least Xiang Ke would never serve as an official in the court. Among the many daughters of the Xiang family, she was the only one who was favored.

Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Such favor also nailed the rest of her life under the imperial power.

She had no power to refuse, because a bird longing for freedom would be trapped in the big dye vat of the capital for the rest of its life.

It’s cruel just thinking about it.

Minglang played with the jade pendant that Xiang Ke gave him before he left the capital. The smooth texture felt very comfortable to the touch.

I hope that the old Duke’s decision to take Xiang Ke to Taihang Mountain for hard training will have a good result, so that the fate of the Xiang family’s girls can also improve.

I just don’t know if Xiang Ke himself can figure out the problem.

"Don't worry, Grandma Huang, I understand everything."

I don’t know if Minglang’s words of comfort worked. When Minglang left the main hall of Cining Palace, he looked at the Empress Dowager who was still in low spirits and sighed secretly.

I don’t know when Grandma Huang will finally figure it out, she just hopes that day won’t be too far away.

"Nanxing, I'm going to sleep for a while. Unless the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother send someone to wake me up, I won't see anyone else."

"Yes, Your Highness, rest assured. I understand."

Nanxing stepped forward to change the prince's clothes. Minglang lay down in his inner clothes, and was careful not to touch the wound.

The wound was quite deep, and although it had mostly healed, it had not yet fully healed.

Nanxing stood guard outside and did not allow anyone else to approach the side hall.

The palace maids on duty in the Cining Palace were accustomed to this scene. It was like this in the past. Whenever Nanxing came out to guard, it meant that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess was resting.

People who practice martial arts have amazing hearing ability. The palace maids who were close to the side hall did not even dare to whisper a word.

The entire Cining Palace, inside and outside, fell into a brief silence.

Xiang Huayue sat in the main hall holding the jade pendant left by Minglang in her hand. She remembered that it was given to Minglang by Xiang Ke.

"Chun Chan, what do you mean by Ming Lang?"