That night, Marquis Ningyuan, who was staying at home with his wife and children, was called into the palace by the emperor. When Marquis Ningyuan received the message, his face was full of resistance: "Your Majesty is up late at night, what do you want from me?"
The palace servant looked at the resisting Marquis Ningyuan in front of him, and could only coax him cautiously: "The Marquis doesn't know that His Majesty lost his temper in the palace as soon as he went to court today, and even took away his favorite red coral. They were all smashed to pieces.”
Marquis Ningyuan was stunned for a moment: "Just the red coral that the prince paid tribute to a few years ago?"
The palace man nodded: "Your Majesty always likes that coral the most. This time, he must be really angry."
Marquis Ningyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, I'll go change my clothes and I'll be here soon."
When Marquis Ning Yuan went out, Xu Qingmo happened to be in Mrs. Xu's house. She went to the East Market in the afternoon and bought freshly baked citrus slices. After dinner, she brought them to Mrs. Xu.
"Where are you going, daddy?" Xu Qingmo looked a little strangely at Marquis Ning Yuan who came back to pick up his sword.
"Go to the palace. You should rest early and don't wait for me." After saying this, Marquis Ning Yuan left.
Marquis Ning Yuan is one of the few generals who can bring weapons to face the emperor. Xu Qingmo watched Marquis Ning Yuan leave and glanced at his mouth: "It's probably because His Majesty is feeling unhappy again and asked Daddy to talk nonsense with him!"
Mrs. Xu glanced at Xu Qingmo, and then said, "Ms. Lin sent you away?"
"All she wanted was for the reunion of mother and child. Now that her child has been found and our Marquis Ningyuan's innocence has been proven, we naturally have to send her back." Xu Qingmo walked to Mrs. Xu and sat down, and then His head rested on Madam Xu’s lap, “Mother, Madam Lin’s child is disfigured…”
Mrs. Xu frowned, but in the end, she just let out a long sigh: "The world always says that tigers are poisonous and cannot eat their seeds, but there are always some people who can't even compare to animals!"
Xu Qingmo was silent and didn't speak for a long time.
You know, if a man has a scar on his face, he will have no hope of taking the imperial examination in this life. Although the man has great ambitions, his father has deeply ruined a prosperous road. When he grows up, he will inevitably feel some resentment in his heart!
Mrs. Xu gently touched Xu Qingmo's head: "In all aspects of life, it is inevitable that there will be some extremely selfish people who do not care about their parents and children, and the common people, but there will also be people with great righteousness who will support their parents and treat their children well. Keep the world at peace."
Xu Qingmo stood up gently: "Is mother praising father?"
"Isn't your father worthy of my praise?" Mrs. Xu asked with a smile.
"But others think my father is scary. They all say that my father is the King of Hell in front of the mountain of corpses and the god of death. They only see his father killing many people, but they don't see him protecting many people." Xu Qingmo looked at it. Looking at the candlestick not far away, he said helplessly.
"There are thousands of people, so you don't have to care about what others say. We just follow our hearts and do what we should do." Mrs. Xu looked down at Xu Qingmo and said with a smile, "Why is Mo Mo so sentimental today? "
Xu Qingmo smiled: "It's not that I'm sentimental, I just suddenly realized that not everyone is worthy of being called father."
Mrs. Xu didn't speak anymore, she just stroked Xu Qingmo's hair gently one after another.
When Marquis Ningyuan arrived at the palace, it was already late at night. The emperor was sitting in a pavilion in the imperial garden, supposedly admiring the moon.
Ning Yuanhou walked all the way, looked up several times, and then couldn't help but said: "Am I blind? Where does the moon come from? Are you out at night to admire the gray clouds in the dark sky?"
The palace servant led Marquis Ning Yuan forward: "Your Majesty was depressed, so he found an excuse to go out to drink. Otherwise, concubines would always come to see your Majesty, which would disturb your Majesty's peace."
Ning Yuanhou naturally knew, but he just felt that the emperor's excuse was really poor. He didn't even need this, he could use his brain to expose it!
The palace servants led Marquis Ningyuan to the pavilion, put the wine glasses on the table, and left in a hurry.
The emperor looked at Ning Yuanhou in front of him: "I bought the fine Nuerhong from the market. It's just a pity that it doesn't taste like the wine we drank when we were young."
"The boss who used to make wine passed away. He was seventy-nine years old when he passed away. It was a rare old age. Now his son is making wine and has been doing it for more than ten years. However, the taste is always the same. It's a bit lacking, and the craftsmanship is still not good enough." Marquis Ningyuan picked up the wine glass and sniffed it, "Why did my daughter suddenly become red after drinking it? Is it possible that the fine wines and wines in your palace are not worthy of you?"
"If you could speak without hurting others, it wouldn't be you!" The emperor let out a long sigh, "At that time, we were not the only people sitting at this table? Now the rest are also It’s just the two of us who are immortal!”
"You are immortal, and I am still a young man." Marquis Ningyuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The emperor was speechless: "Just listen to me and don't answer any questions!"
Ning Yuanhou curled his lips.
"You said, the weaving thing in Suzhou was done by the prince?" The emperor suddenly changed the subject, "Zhu Han, would a woman have such courage to do such a thing?"
Marquis Ning Yuan did not answer.
The emperor looked up strangely: "Why don't you speak?"
Marquis Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you yourself tell me not to speak and not to pick up on your words?"
"Will you die if you don't argue with me?" The emperor was so angry that he wanted to pick up the stool at hand and hit him on the head.
Seeing that the emperor was angry, Marquis Ningyuan laughed: "The prince is not smart, not stupid!"
"What's the meaning?"
"The Seventh Prince and the boys from the Meng family ransacked all the water thieves along the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal. They didn't find anything related to the prince, but this Suzhou weaver was imprisoned. Later, I got involved with the prince. As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster, so this matter has nothing to do with the prince." Marquis Ning Yuan filled the emperor's glass with wine.
The emperor frowned slightly but said nothing.
"Your Majesty has trusted the prince the most in the past. This time, your majesty can't see such an obvious frame-up method?" Marquis Ning Yuan looked up at the emperor, "Your majesty, are you disappointed in the prince?"
"The prince is not an emperor. In fact, I have always known this, but I have always refused to admit it!" The emperor looked at the wine in front of him with a sad look.
Ning Yuanhou looked at the emperor for a long time, then just picked up the wine glass, touched the glass in front of the emperor gently, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
