Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

"Why did General Zhao choose this place to meet? The palace, the inn, or the teahouse are all fine." The Seventh Prince was a little puzzled, but still brought Li Zhi with him.

He handed the horse to Li Zhi and asked him to wait for him aside.

General Zhao admired the prince's frankness. "I will escort the eldest prince back tomorrow, and before I leave, I still want to have a frank talk with the prince."

So he took the initiative to mention that when the Liangcheng case happened, he inexplicably fell ill and returned to the capital inexplicably. Over the years, no one has tried to win him over. Many people think that he is a vested interest and stay away from him, which makes him very depressed.

By overthrowing Ren Qishan and the Queen Mother, he was cleared of all charges, but he always felt that there was someone behind the incident who had not been held accountable.

He told the Seventh Prince that he hoped he would be vigilant and not be able to be at ease just because the emperor is far away.

"Is there anyone you suspect?"

"Not yet, but I think they will be exposed sooner or later."

The Seventh Prince took out a jade pendant and asked him if he had seen it before.

General Zhao took it, looked at it, and touched it with his hand. "This jade pendant looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before. Let me think about it when I get back. I'll write to you if I have any clues."

General Zhao begged the prince to take good care of his son Zhao Zicheng.

“This will definitely happen.”

Finally, General Zhao remembered the most important thing he hadn't said: "The eldest prince is ambitious and scheming. Since the queen went to the cold palace, the eldest prince has resumed his relationship with his mother, Concubine Hui. Before Concubine Hui entered the palace, she and Xiao Lushan were childhood sweethearts.

Xiao Lushan is the current Minister of War. His half-sister married Li Zong. After Li Zong's death, Madam Xiao and the old lady died in Qingyue Temple. Lord Xiao had several lawsuits with the Li family over family wealth, but in the end, all the cases were left unresolved.

So I wonder if someone is taking advantage of Ren Qishan, like the mantis stalking the cicada, while the oriole waits behind."

The Seventh Prince felt that General Zhao had provided him with a new idea. He had never thought of these people together before, and he said that he would conduct a thorough investigation.

After the two men finished talking, General Zhao returned to the posthouse first, and the Seventh Prince went to the military camp.

Before returning to the posthouse, General Zhao called out Zhao Zicheng who was hiding in the woods, and the father and son rode together back to the city.

"Son, if someone asks you where you went tonight, do you know how to answer?"

Zhao Zicheng was very proud: "I know, I asked my father to teach me how to ride a horse.

The eldest prince had not slept yet. He was walking in the courtyard of the inn. When he saw Zhao Zicheng coming back, a smile appeared on his serious face.

"Where has General Zhao gone? I just wanted to ask you a few questions!"

General Zhao said calmly, "I have to return to the capital tomorrow. I was worried about my silly son, so I took him outside the city to teach him how to ride a horse and gave him some advice."

"General Zhao, are you really willing to let your son stay here?"

"His mother is reluctant to let him go. There's no point crying and wiping tears. A child grows up and is no longer under the control of his mother. Let him suffer a little so that he knows how good the capital is. Who knows, as soon as we get to the capital, he might start clamoring to go back!"

It was already midnight when the Seventh Prince returned to the palace, and Ye Youlan had already woken up from her nap.

"The eldest prince and General Zhao will be leaving tomorrow. You still have an hour to sleep. Go to sleep!"

The Seventh Prince hugged Ye Youlan and said softly, "Okay."

The next day at the hour of Yin, Ye Youlan accompanied the Seventh Prince to see off the First Prince. She saw Song Wen talking to the First Prince. When he saw them coming, Song Wen came over to pay his respects.

"Mr. Song got up really early."

"I brought Zhao Zicheng here to see General Zhao off. The eldest prince asked about some matters in the official school, and I happened to chat with him for a while."

The Seventh Prince said nothing more, stepped forward to say goodbye to the First Prince, and then watched them leave.

Qiao Luochuan stood aside in silence. After seeing him off, he looked at Song Wen and asked him whether he was going to the provincial capital or the official school?

Song Wen pointed at Zhao Zicheng standing beside him and said, "I'll send him to the official school first."

Then everyone dispersed at the city gate.

Song Wen and Zhao Zicheng walked towards the official school.

He was concerned about Zhao Zicheng's habits in the official school. Was it convenient for him to live in Chen's home? If he needed anything, he didn't need to bother the princess or the prince. It would be the same as telling him.

Zhao Zicheng answered one by one: habit, convenience, okay.

"I heard your father took you to ride horses outside the city. Did you learn it?"

Zhao Zicheng chuckled, "Mr. Song, I'm a poor learner. How can I learn it in just a few tries? Last night I learned how to get on and off a horse, and my father praised me for it!"

"Really? Just the two of you?"

"Of course it's just the two of us. If there's a third person, then it's a ghost."

Later, Mr. Song stopped asking questions and Zhao Zicheng stopped talking until he entered the official school.

The headmaster and the teaching assistant came over. The headmaster asked the teaching assistant to hand a document to Mr. Song and ask him to sign it.

Zhao Zicheng stood aside and watched Mr. Song's flamboyant signature with great interest. It was beautiful, but also had a sense of familiarity.

"Mr. Song, are you drawing with the pen upside down?"

The three looked at Zhao Zicheng in surprise: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Zicheng pointed at the signature and asked, "Shouldn't the character 'Song' start with a dot? I see Mr. Song started with a horizontal stroke. Is there any significance to this?"

Song Wen's mouth twitched slightly: "You are seeing things."

The teaching assistant said disdainfully, "You can't even write your own name correctly, and you still have the nerve to criticize the teacher's handwriting? Don't you know that the teacher's calligraphy and painting skills are second to none in Gucheng?"

Zhao Zicheng blushed and stuck out his tongue: "I'm sorry, sir, it's my fault."

Song Wen touched Zhao Zicheng's head and said, "If you want to learn calligraphy and painting, I can teach you."

Zhao Zicheng said, "I prefer wielding spears and clubs."

The headmaster shook his head: "How many people want to be Mr. Song's disciples but don't take the opportunity, and yet you refuse the opportunity that was delivered to your doorstep."

Zhao Zicheng said with a look of pain: "Headmaster, I am too stupid. I am afraid of embarrassing Mr. Song."

The bell for class rang, Zhao Zicheng bowed to the three people, and then ran into the classroom.

Song Wen also wants to go to the provincial capital.

After leaving the official school, he saw Qiao Ling coming out of the study with a basket in disappointment. When she saw him, she held her head high and walked away.

Song Wen followed him and said, "I heard that you want to enter the palace to serve the prince. Do you need my help?"

Qiao Ling stopped, her face flushed. She said with a guilty conscience, "Who told you that?"

"Didn't your mother let it slip? I was the one who brought you three to Gucheng. If you need my help, I'd be happy to help."

Qiao Ling's mood immediately returned to normal: "I'm not even willing to enter the palace now. The princess said something very good: I'd rather be a wife from a poor family than a concubine from a rich family. If I am outstanding, the wind will come to me naturally."

Song Wen nodded after hearing this: "I haven't seen you for a few days and you've made great progress. I'm impressed by you."

When Qiao Ling heard him praising her, she couldn't help but feel proud.

"Mr. Song, I hope you and your wife Feng live a happy life. I have something to do and I'll leave first."