Mother, I have returned to the throne.

into the night.

Song Yuan dismissed the slaves.

Came to the study alone.

Looking at the famous calligraphy and paintings, jade and porcelain items spread all over the floor.

Song Yuan's brows were furrowed deeper than a mountain.

If we really talk about the value of these gifts, it can be said that they are comparable to the value of an entire city.

You know, even His Majesty sent someone to deliver a gift.

With such an example, which other palace masters or princes would dare to neglect it?

But what people sent were mostly various decorations. They were valuable, but they were not hard currencies like gold and silver.

If Song Yuan wants to bribe his subordinates, he can't just give calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain to everyone he meets, right?

But now is not the time to sell it.

Good fellow, today we give you a gift, and tomorrow I see you doing wholesale business. Are you selling all our gifts?

If outsiders knew about this, why would they send gifts to your house in the future?

Isn't this tantamount to digging your own grave?

Song Yuan thought hard and finally gave up.

Moving into a new house is just an appetizer; getting married is the real highlight.

Before this matter is completed, it is best not to overdo it.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of an opportunity to let those ministers see my true face?

"Guarding mountains of gold and silver, but not being able to spend them, it turns out that the days of having money are also a kind of torture!"

Song Yuan was filled with anguish, and finally couldn't help but walk out of the study and howled to the sky.

When the servants in the house heard the noise, many of them discussed it in private.

Did you hear that? Our master is hosting a banquet for all civil and military officials today, but no one is coming.

Isn't this depressing now?

……

The noise during the day spread not only within the palace.

At this moment, it finally reached Song Youji's ears.

Looking at the servants kneeling before him, Song Youji snorted coldly, "What's going on in Yuan'er's mansion today?"

"Reporting to His Majesty, apart from Miss Situ Jing, no one else came to visit the emperor all day. The officials only came to give gifts and not to meet him. I heard that the eldest prince couldn't sleep all night because of this matter. When I came back, he was still roaring in the courtyard!"

waste!

After hearing the last part, Song Youji blew his beard and glared.

You are my seed.

If you are ignored, can you only lose your temper in private?

If it were me, I would pull out all those old men’s beards!

Besides being angry.

Song Youji couldn't help but feel distressed.

This child knows etiquette and does everything well!

The bad ones are those ministers, damn them!

I must think of a way to find an opportunity to teach them a lesson in the future.

I am the emperor, you can choose not to go. If you don’t go, aren’t you being disrespectful to me?

"Also... His Highness seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances yesterday." The servant below the stage spoke again.

Under Song Youji's gaze, he slowly spoke and recounted the experience of the Xu family's father and son.

But when it came into his mouth, the whole thing changed.

It turned out that Xu Jie deliberately pushed Song Yuan down, and Song Yuan endured it. With the Xu father and son coming to visit, the matter was resolved!

original.

After receiving Song Yuan's reward, Wang Chao Ma Han was quite moved.

I've made up my mind to hang out with Song Yuan from now on.

When facing the spies sent by His Majesty, they naturally said things that were beneficial to Song Yuan.

"That's unreasonable!"

When Song Youji heard the last part, he was so angry that he slammed his head down on the table and started cursing out loud.

"You're such a coward! You've been pushed down by others, and yet you're still staying at home, not even trying to fight back!"

"Why did I give birth to a thing like you? You're just a piece of trash, absolutely a piece of trash!"

At the end of the scolding, Song Youji's face couldn't help but show praise.

This kid, with his own reward, has managed to get to this point.

In the past, being alone in the palace was not certain how miserable it would be!

It would have been fine if he didn't know before, but now that the kid has finally figured it out, as his father, I have to get an explanation for him no matter what.

"Tomorrow, you take your men and find an opportunity to tie up Xu Jie, take him to a secluded place, and teach him a lesson!"

"Remember, don't reveal your appearance!"

Song Youji gave the order with a gloomy face.

When the servant heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.

what is this?

Carry a knife in a remote place...don't show your appearance?

Are the hooligans fighting for revenge?

No, you are His Majesty. With just one sentence, you can exterminate all nine generations of a person.

Can we be more open and honest?

As if he saw the servant's confusion, Song Youji's face turned red and he explained.

"That kid accepted a gift from someone else. How can I hold him accountable for this? However, I'm upset, so giving him a beating to vent my anger isn't a big deal!"

For Song Youji, this is his real job.

When he was a prince, he often bullied his brothers behind their backs.

Seeing his subordinates accept the order, he bowed and left.

Song Youji shook his head and cleared all distracting thoughts from his mind.

He looked down at the memorial in his hand and sighed.

"The Barbarian delegation is about to enter the capital. These guys are making exorbitant demands under the pretext of peace talks."

"My dynasty's crown prince has just died, and the situation is turbulent. Should we make peace or fight?"

As he spoke, Song Youji stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the moon outside.

A sigh seemed to have told the answer.

After the prince's death, the court was in turmoil.

All the civil and military officials felt strange, and before a new crown prince was appointed, they split into many camps and fought on their own.

In this situation, how do we deal with the barbarians?

Even if he has the courage to tame a tiger, he will probably have to bow his head this time.

……

Three days later.

Eunuch Qiu visited Song Yuan's residence again.

The imperial edict was read out, and it turned out that a delegation of barbarian envoys had arrived, asking him to bring the prince and princess to the palace to attend the banquet.

"More Eunuch Qiu."

Song Yuan smiled and handed over a painting. Naturally, he had to take care of everything.

Eunuch Qiu looked at Song Yuan's gift and felt like laughing.

Our family has been in the palace for so many years, and gold and silver are common. Song Yuan is definitely the first one to give calligraphy and paintings to others!

After seeing off Eunuch Qiu, Song Yuan swaggered to the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion.

The imperial edict specifically mentioned that he should bring the Crown Princess with him.

Your Majesty has appointed me, who dares to stop me?

Sure enough, someone had given notice in advance, so Song Yuan had a smooth journey. Even Situ Lan didn't dare to stop him.

On the carriage.

Song Yuan looked at Situ Jing huddled in the corner and reached out his hand.

Snapped……

Situ Jing was like a cat, slapping Song Yuan's hand hard and rolling her eyes at him in annoyance.

"What do you want to do? Coward!"

"I'm a wimp, but I'm still your man!"

"You..." Situ Jing was so angry that her teeth were itching. This guy didn't have any other skills, but he was really good at making people angry.

If you are really so awesome, why don't you go and piss off those barbarian envoys?

"It's all your fault. It's fine if you just suffer the wrath by yourself, but now you want to take me with you. I'm really unlucky. I don't know how many times I'll have to follow you and endure the cold stares!"

Situ Jing complained angrily when she thought about her future situation.

On the other hand, Song Yuan had a smiling face and was comforting Situ Jing.

"What's that? Just think of it as us going to a banquet today. Our only mission is to eat and drink well. If there's good wine, take two jugs back to enjoy!"

So thick-skinned!

Situ Jing rolled her eyes, instinctively feeling that she couldn't see through Song Yuan anymore.

He was heartless at this moment, and seemed like a completely different person compared to the arrogant one when they met last time.

Which one is the real him?

Situ Jing had no idea that Song Yuan's only thought now was to act as a troublemaker and mess up today's banquet!

He wishes someone would bully him!

How can he, the eldest prince, show his weakness when no one is bullying him?

If no one is bullying him, how can that cheap old man be tempted to protect his child?

While Situ Jing was complaining and mourning, Song Yuan was already eager to try.

I offended the third prince last time. Will that kid take this opportunity to get back at me?

And other brothers and sisters, shoot at me!

You must do your best today!