Xie Suyu smiled awkwardly: "He, he is not as bad as you think, Uncle Ye!"
Ye Zheng didn't want to hear Xie Su Yu's excuse: "Don't your Highness want to pay your respects to the Queen? Go quickly!"
Although Xie Suyu still wanted to say a few words, seeing Ye Zheng's expression of reluctance to listen, he couldn't say anything!
Just when Xie Suyu was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Ye Zheng: "Uncle Ye, if you have time, go see Hetong!"
Ye Zheng looked at Xie Suyu for a long time, then nodded: "I understand!"
Xie Suyu then entered the palace with a smile.
Ye Zheng looked at Xie Suyu's back and saw that he still looked like a young man and did not look at all thoughtful. On the other hand, the prince seemed to have a gloomy aura all over his body, perhaps because he lost his mother early in life.
Ye Zheng has always been a man of his word. Since he agreed to Xie Suyu to see Meng Hetong, he naturally wanted to go see his bastard nephew!
He also watched Meng Hetong grow up with his own eyes. He was a bit rougher when he was young, but he was also a motivated and sensible child.
But since the death of Marquis Yongchang, the child seemed to have lost his soul, degenerating bit by bit.
But Ye Zheng was also informal. When he found Meng Hetong, he was sitting in the small attic of Ruyun Pavilion listening to music!
Ye Zheng is also known as a tiger. He doesn't like this kind of situation. In addition to handling cases, he is not willing to enter such situations, so he simply stood at the door of Ruyun Pavilion and shouted in a strong voice: "Meng Hetong!"
A new singer sang a good song. Meng Hetong was leaning on the soft couch and was feeling a little drowsy when he heard a sudden roar that frightened him so much that he fell off the soft couch.
Meng Hetong looked at Yusheng beside him in shock: "Did I hear wrongly?"
Yusheng's face also became ugly: "I heard it too!"
"When did he come back?" Meng Hetong's face was ashen.
Yusheng shook his head: "I don't know either!"
Just when the two of them were thinking about how to escape, there was a roar: "Meng Hetong, get out of here right now!"
Meng Hetong was so excited that he ran very fast. He ran down from the attic in a pee, and stood in front of Ye Zheng panting: "Uncle!"
Ye Zheng looked at Meng Hetong's appearance and became a little annoyed: "Look at what you look like, you are covered in makeup, but you don't look like a man at all!"
Meng Hetong lowered his head and looked at the silver-white robe he was wearing today, and then smelled the smell on his body. He didn't smell any powdery smell on his body, and said: "I don't have any powdery smell on me. I didn't touch them!"
Meng Hetong, who had always been carefree, behaved like a serious boy when he came in front of Ye Zheng.
Seeing that Meng Hetong was still quibbling, Ye Zheng slapped Meng Hetong on the back. If that person had not had any skills, he would have been slapped on the ground!
Meng Hetong stood firm and caught Ye Zheng's slap.
Seeing that Meng Hetong was motionless, Ye Zheng nodded: "That's pretty much it!"
Ye Zheng is famous for being tricky, even against his own nephew. Every time he meets him, it's just a school practice. It's not surprising for a black tiger to take out someone's heart!
"Uncle, when did you come back?" Meng Hetong looked at Ye Zheng and couldn't help but ask.
Ye Zheng looked at Meng Hetong and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, you're not welcome?"
"How could it be? Uncle will have dinner at my house today. Let's go back now!" Meng Hetong hurried forward. He walked to Ye Zheng and said with a smile.
"How is your mother lately?" Ye Zheng thought of his frail eldest sister, and even his voice became a little gentle.
"Mom likes to worship Buddha recently and often stays in the Buddhist hall. She looks much better than before!" Meng Hetong said softly.
Ye Zheng nodded: "Your mother is soft-tempered. She only has a son like you. You should take more care of her! I heard that you disappeared some time ago and left your mother alone in the capital?"
"I have some things to do. I left briefly for a few months!" When Meng Hetong said these words, he couldn't even straighten his waist!
Ye Zheng looked at Meng and Tong for a long time, and then said: "A man has ambitions in all directions. You should go out and walk more and see more. If you always stay in this prosperous Kyoto, you will feel that this is the case everywhere in the world!"
Meng Hetong nodded: "The so-called man should cultivate himself, govern the country, bring peace to the family and bring peace to the world!"
Ye Zheng smiled: "Not bad, you still remember what I said to you when I was a child!"
"Not bad, not bad!" Meng Hetong responded with a smile, "Uncle comes back this time, are you still leaving?"
Ye Zheng paused for a moment: "I'm not leaving for now! There are too many things going on in the capital, so I still have to stay and share your Majesty's worries!"
Meng Hetong nodded and said nothing.
Ye Zheng suddenly said: "Your Majesty is going to grant a marriage to the heir apparent of the Xu family. What about you? Is your marriage settled?"
"It's still early, it's still early!" Meng Hetong shook his head quickly, and then asked, "Has your Majesty already chosen someone?"
"Probably some princess!" Ye Zheng said softly, "It can't be too bad!"
Meng Hetong paused, and then said: "Hasn't His Highness the Crown Prince been very diligent in the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion and married the princess to Xu Yanquan? Then won't the two children of the Xu family become royal members by then?"
Ye Zheng turned back and glanced at Meng Hetong: "You mean Marquis Ningyuan's daughter?"
"Yes!" Meng Hetong said bravely.
"I have taken a look at that girl. She is beautiful and has a good temperament. She is a wife who can be married!" Ye Zheng said softly, "But don't even think about it, Prince! Ning Yuanhou has such a temper that he will never marry his daughter to him. !”
"Why is uncle so sure?" Meng Hetong was a little surprised.
"Ning Yuanhou has a biological sister, do you know?" Ye Zheng looked at Meng Hetong and said softly.
"Ah?" Meng Hetong was a little confused, "Is there such a thing?"
Ye Zheng laughed: "It's normal not to know. Back then, Ning Yuanhou's sister was originally going to be drafted into the palace. Ningyuan Hou had a stubborn temper and refused to let his sister enter the palace at any cost. He would rather resist the order and send her sister to the palace overnight. Jiangnan!”
Meng Hetong had really never heard of this matter, and his face was full of surprise: "Then what?"
"Then? He was beaten up by the late emperor and had to lie in bed for more than a month!" Ye Zheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, "So, his daughter, the prince, racked his brains, but it was impossible. , Marquis Ningyuan will never let him enter the palace!"
"That's it!" Meng Hetong suddenly said, "That's it" on his face.
Ye Zheng looked at Meng Hetong, a little suspicious: "What? Do you have thoughts about that little girl?"
"I don't, I don't dare, I can't beat Xu Yanquan!" Meng Hetong shook his head quickly.
Ye Zheng's face was filled with disgust: "You're worthless!"
