Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty Three: The Terror of Knowledge

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In just a few moments, Han Du teased the two little ones so much that they couldn't stop laughing.

"Let's go, grandpa will take you to eat delicious food." Holding one by one hand, they walked towards their yard.

Seeing the child being taken away, Huang Jinshu felt suddenly anxious and was about to follow him, but Han Fuli held him back.

"Let's go to the treasure house to pick out jewelry for you first."

"But..." Huang Jinshu subconsciously raised his hand and pointed at the two children. She didn't care whether the jewelry was jewelry or not. She was a little worried about her two children.

She was not worried that Duke Zhen Guo was not good to her children. Judging from Duke Zhen Guo's actions just now, Duke Zhen Guo still liked the two children very much.

She was worried that the two children would not be able to see her and start crying for a while. What should she do?

Han Fuli shook his head vigorously and said, "Don't worry, dad has more experience raising children than you."

"Zhen... dad, he has more experience in raising children... than me?" Huang Jinshu was shocked. If this word hadn't come from her husband's mouth, she wouldn't have believed it!

How could a dignified Duke take care of a child?

Han Fuli didn't explain too much. He was thinking about his father's treasure house now. He has long been salivating over the contents of the treasure house, but he has never had the chance to go in and spoil it. I didn't expect that this time, thanks to my wife, I would be able to get in.

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The dinner was of course very luxurious. In fact, the Zhenguogong Mansion would not allow people to cook such luxurious dishes on weekdays.

In Handu's view, some ordinary dishes can more satiate people's appetite and are more healthy.

But today is the first time Huang Jinshu has entered the house. If it is too shabby, she will easily misunderstand. Therefore, Han Du could order the kitchen to prepare such a large table of delicacies.

It is indeed a delicacy of mountains and seas, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, everything is included.

Huang Jinshu looked at the table full of expensive dishes and didn't know where to start with his chopsticks, so he could only look sideways at Han Fuli.

Han Du laughed and said: "These are Fu Li's favorite dishes. You came here suddenly, and I don't know what you like to eat. But I think you and Fu Li live together, so there shouldn't be much difference in taste, so we can make do with it." Well. Of course, if there is no dish you like, you can ask the cook to make it now."

"No, no, no..." Huang Jinshu shook his head vigorously and said very quickly: "These are very good, I, I can eat them all."

"As long as you can eat, then use your chopsticks. Don't be polite or restrained as a family." Han Du smiled and stretched out his hand to signal.

"Yes." Huang Jinshu nodded quickly and secretly looked at Han Fuli, meeting his eyes.

The two people exchanged quick glances, "Is this what you usually eat at home?"

Han Fuli laughed dryly.

"Then how did you eat the wild vegetables and grain rice in the first place? And still eat it so deliciously?" Huang Jinshu did not let him go easily, his eyes were aggressive, and he looked like he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Han Fuli was even more embarrassed. He quickly turned his head away from reading Huang Jinshu, buried his head in the bowl, and took a big gulp of food.

...I'll deal with you when I get back. If you don't explain it clearly to me, this matter won't be over! Huang Jinshu glared at Han Fuli fiercely, then put on the reserved look of a young daughter-in-law and began to chew slowly.

At the dinner table, An Qing took advantage of her status as mother-in-law and began to question Huang Jinshu. He even wanted to interrogate her about everything she had done since she was a child.

If Han Fuli hadn't been there to help her block a lot of soul torture from her mother, Huang Jinshu might not have been able to persist until she finished the meal, and would have been defeated long ago.

After finally finishing the meal, Han Fuli took his wife back to his yard.

After Han Du returned to the room, he was about to take a sip of tea to relieve his hunger, but his hand reaching for the teapot was held down by An Qing's slap.

No need to ask, just looking at Anqing's attitude, we know that she is very dissatisfied with Huang Jinshu.

"What are you doing? I just want to drink some tea to quench my thirst. Why did I provoke you?"

"You just provoked me!" An Qing's eyes widened suddenly. She was still dissatisfied with Han Du's messiness during the day. In her opinion, if Han Du hadn't suddenly stood up to speak for her son, the woman would never have entered the Zhenguo Palace today.

Then there would be no current trouble.

But these are things in the past, and there is no point in bringing them up again.

An Qing asked directly: "What do you think of Huang Jinshu?"

"Huang Jinshu?" Han Du paused deliberately, and then said with a smile: "?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

"What's good?" An Qing refused and screamed.

He spoke very quickly: "Where is she from, and what does it have to do with us? No matter how great she is in Qiongzhou, she can't get rid of the reality that her family is ordinary."

"Perhaps it is enough for a person like her to marry into an official family, but how is this possible if she wants to join the Duke's family?"

With a slight smile on his face, Han Du slid his thumb back and forth on his chin while listening to An Qing's dissatisfaction.

After An Qing finished speaking, he said with a smile: "Isn't it a bit serious to say that you are clinging to others? Let's ask clearly, it was your son who took the initiative to provoke others, how can you say that others are clinging to you?"

"Humph!" An Qing glared at Han Du, but there was something she didn't say. That is, it is still unknown whether Fu Li took the initiative to find her, Huang Jinshu, or whether it was Fu Li who was seduced by Huang Jinshu.

Of course, as a princess, it was really hard for her to say it directly.

Han Du nodded sincerely, indicating that he understood her thoughts.

After thinking for a moment, Han Du asked slowly: "Then what kind of wife do you think Fu Li should marry to suit your wishes?"

An Qing said without hesitation: "Our Fu Li is not only the legitimate son of the Duke of the country, but also a member of the royal family. Not only is he worthy of a golden branch, but at least the daughter of a Duke's family is worthy of it."

"The daughter of a prince's family, right?" Han Du whispered softly with a smile, and then shook his head firmly.

"What? You think it's not possible?" An Qing raised his eyebrows and became angry.

Han Du was not teasing, his expression quickly became serious, and he continued to ask: "Do you think it would be better for our house to marry other princes' families?"

"When..." An Qing subconsciously uttered a word, and then suddenly noticed the difference in Han Du's words.

Just now Han Du said "our house" instead of us, and his brows furrowed tightly involuntarily.

He hesitated and asked, "What do you mean?"

Han Du shook his head slightly from side to side, took a deep breath and looked at An Qing and said: "Our mansion is completely in the same boat as the Duke Xin's Palace and the Duke Liang's Palace. Even the relationship between the Founding Duke's Palace and us is considered harmonious. If we get along with each other again, Do you think the emperor will be at ease about the marriage between other duke’s families?”

In addition to these four, there is only one Duke of Wei in the Ming Dynasty. Four of the five major imperial palaces in the Ming Dynasty had close ties with Zhenguogong Palace.

Although both Liang Guogong's Palace and Founding Duke's Palace were in decline, Tang Ding was still alive, and Xin Guogong's prestige in the military was not low.

Take the navy as an example. It was entirely created by Tang Ding, and was later carried forward by Han Du. It is impossible to count how many naval officers and soldiers have benefited from Han Du and Tang He.

In this case, even if someone impeached the navy as Han Du's private soldier, it would not be considered an unjust accusation against him.

The situation of the land army was not much better. Lan Yu was originally known as the number one person in the military and had countless trusted generals under his command. Although he is dead now, he still has sons who will inherit the title, so naturally these people will be gathered under the sect of Liang Guogong.

Even Han Du himself is not bad. Shanziying was completely brought up by Han Du. In addition, he led troops to the Northern Expedition many times and won every battle. He also destroyed the Tatar and Oara tribes in one fell swoop, and captured Yilibaili in one day. There were countless people in the army who admired Handu.

The only person who has drawn a clear line with Han Du is the Duke of Wei. Although Xu Da once had a high prestige in the military, he died a little early.

In addition, Xu Da has always been cautious and cherishes feathers very much, and he does not dare to blatantly win over the soldiers. As a result, the influence of the Duke of Wei in the army is very limited.

Not to mention fighting against the Duke of Zhen, the reason why the Duke of Wei still has influence in the military is, firstly, because Han Du did not target him, and secondly, it is the result of the emperor's strong support in recent years.

If the Duke of Wei dares to show hostility to the Duke of Zhen, he will most likely be cleared out in minutes.

How could the emperor be reassured in such a situation?

After Zhu Yunye ascended the throne, he forced Han Du to go to sea. This was not because he was worried that the four major princes would unite to gain power.

"You mean the emperor will be suspicious of us? Why...why is this so?" Although An Qing usually doesn't care about this, it doesn't mean that she doesn't understand it at all.

Who would believe that a person who grew up in a deep palace would not understand this under the influence of his ears and eyes?

"Nothing is impossible." Han Du shook his head lightly.

The emperor is a dragon, and a dragon wants to eat people. Throughout history, many people looked down on emperors, and many were proud of them, but at the same time, even more were unlucky.

"Why have you been a little bit relieved about me these past few years since you were the emperor? That's because I gradually withdrew my hands from the army and no longer interfered."

An Qing's brows furrowed deeper, and after pondering for a moment, he hesitated and said: "The emperor is so jealous, and my husband retreats so repeatedly, aren't you afraid of being seen as weak and easy to bully? If this day comes, what will your husband do now? It’s just the opposite!”

"Of course I have thought about this. After all, people are separated from each other, and it is impossible for me to completely know what the emperor is thinking." Han Du nodded in agreement. Han Du was quite happy to see that An Qing could think about it for him.

"However, the world only knows the terror of warlords, but they don't understand the terror of schoollords!" Han Du laughed and looked at Anqing meaningfully.

For this, Han Du already had a plan. In terms of military power, he would retreat if he could, and Zhu Yunye would give him whatever he wanted. But in the academy, since Zhu Yunye looked down on those students, Han Du could just hold them in his hands.