Zhao Hong moved forward with his head sullenly. Inadvertently, Zhao Hong was blocked from leaving the palace.
"Your Highness, why are you sweating profusely? You look unhappy. Did you get into trouble with Shi Miyuan again?"
Yang Yi looked at Zhao Hong, her face flushed, and asked lazily.
Zhao Hong's "Tatar Policy" and "Selected Poems" were published and became famous in the capital, and she was secretly impressed.
However, she met Zhao Hong intentionally or unintentionally because she learned about Zhao Hong's breakup with his wife Wu from her aunt Yang Guizhi.
This made her inexplicably happy.
"It's nothing, it's all the fault of "Tatar Policy"."
Zhao Hong shook his head and said helplessly.
Her eyebrows are picturesque, her figure is slender, her curves are graceful, her smile is as bright as spring flowers, and her eyes are clear. Coupled with her exquisite clothes, she makes people feel happy, and the unhappiness in the court seems to be instantly forgotten.
"Your Highness, the Queen is very angry when you and Madam parted ways!"
Yang Yi said with a smile, his eyes playful.
Zhao Hong was startled, and then he smiled bitterly.
"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. There are some things that you can't compromise on, you can only accept them."
From the words of Xiu Wang Zhao Shimi and the Minister of War Wei Liaoweng, as well as what Yang Yi said now, Yang Guizhi has agreed to his reconciliation with the Wu family.
The relationship between him and Yang Guizhi is probably irreconcilable.
He looked at the beaming Yang Yi and felt that Yang Yi was gloating about his misfortune.
"Yang Yi, why do I feel that you seem very happy that Wu and I are separated? Do you think you have an opportunity?"
With the graceful beauty in front of her, Zhao Hong subconsciously made a joke.
"Wu and you are already destined, so why bother struggling."
Yang Yi's face turned red, but she ignored Zhao Hong's joke.
"Your Highness, the Queen is also angry. After a while, she should calm down. After all, this is what the Wu family insists on."
Seeing that Zhao Hong was unhappy, Yang Yi persuaded him softly.
"I hope so."
Zhao Hong nodded, looked at Yang Yi, and suddenly his heart moved.
"Yang Yi, I am going to take my family back. When the child is born next month, I wonder if you are willing to be his godmother? The doctor said it is a boy!"
Zhou Xiuniang is about to give birth to a baby, but she can no longer leave it at her mother-in-law's house.
"Godmother? Child?"
Yang Yi was stunned. The excitement brought about by Zhao Hong and Wu's breakup was gone. She immediately felt uncomfortable and her face became ugly unconsciously.
Although she knew about Zhou's affairs, she also understood that Zhao Hong had had several women before she met him. But from the bottom of her heart, she felt terribly uncomfortable.
Not only did she have a woman named Zhou, but she also had a child!
"What a good Zhao Hong, you cover yourself very tightly! When you have a son, I will definitely give him a gift!"
Yang Yi's heart was heavy and she forced a smile on her face.
Although she was very unwilling in her heart and even hated this sudden reality, she was born in a family of officials, so she was no stranger to the world and her observation of words and emotions, and she pretended to be nonchalant on the face of it.
"It's hard to give up on your natural beauty. When you look back and smile, you will be full of charm. Yang Yi, you are such a beauty! Your beauty makes your heart beat faster!"
Yang Yi had a graceful figure and a delicate fragrance. Zhao Hong shook his head in admiration unconsciously.
He was so confused that his mind was elsewhere, and he didn't notice Yang Yi's subtle emotional changes at all.
"Really? I thought I was already a mature woman, and I couldn't bear to lose my beauty."
Yang Yi's mood suddenly improved again. Her face was full of shyness, her eyes were moving, and her features were full of emotion.
A woman likes her appearance, and she is no exception.
"No, no, no, true beauty is full of charm and never grows old, just like you."
Zhao Hong praised Yang Yi and glanced accidentally. There seemed to be a eunuch looking at him in the secret place.
"Yang Yi, when the baby is born, you, the godmother, must come over. The gift cannot be missing!"
Zhao Hong bowed his hands and said goodbye. Yang Yi looked at his back, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, feeling lost.
She stayed for a moment, shook her head, and left with a look of disappointment on her face.
It was so unreasonable that a merchant's daughter could break into the house, and it made her whole heart confused.
Godmother? Is she that old?
Zhao Hong walked out of the palace and breathed a long sigh of relief.
With Yang Yi's personality and inability to hide things in his heart, soon the news would spread throughout the palace and reach Yang Guizhi's ears.
The royal family has an heir and hopes she can let him go. Rush, that's the last option.
Once he has a grandson, Zhao Kuo will definitely keep his position as prince.
He was very embarrassed to rely on an unborn child to keep his position as prince.
But other than that, does he have any other choice?
As soon as she returned to the house, Xu Ji ran over with tears in her eyes.
"Your Highness, do you really want to drive me away?"
Zhao Hong glanced at Li Tang, who had a dark face and remained silent. Needless to say, these guys went beyond their duties and already issued an order to expel Xu Ji.
As for whether this method was bad or whether his words were excessive, he didn't know.
"Xu Ji, I have a child now, I hope you can be considerate. It is difficult for the imperial family of the Song Dynasty to have heirs. If you don't leave, the Zhou family will not be willing to come back, and the official family is still waiting to have the emperor's grandson. How do you want me to choose?"
Zhao Hong looked at Xu Ji who looked ugly and said warmly.
The left and right can't justify themselves, so they can only use these words as a shield.
"Your Highness, I can't bear to leave you! Please, let me stay!"
Xu Ji burst into tears, not knowing whether it was true or false.
Zhao Hong shook his head secretly and hardened his heart.
"Xu Ji, don't be like this. I asked my family to get you 200 yuan, which is a sign of friendship between you and me. If you want to leave Leji, you can come to me and I will take care of it for you. If you have anything, I will definitely do my best!”
No matter what, Xu Ji is her own woman, and she has been with her for a while. Husband and wife love each other for hundreds of days. Although they seem to be inseparable, they are still a couple and have those unforgettable moments of joy.
"Your Highness, is there really nothing we can do?"
Xu Ji was moved and knelt in front of Zhao Hong's knees, begging bitterly.
She also knew that Zhao Hong had even driven away his wife Wu, not to mention the singer who didn't even have a title.
"Xu Ji, I hope you can forgive me! Our fate has ended, so please stop forcing me."
Zhao Hongnai calmly comforted her, but Xu Ji had no choice but to leave with Li Tang.
Zhao Hong looked at her pitiful back, frowned, and a big stone in his heart was kicked away.
Zhou was about to give birth, and he couldn't let an undercover agent stay by his side.
I don't know if it was Shi Miyuan's instigation of Xu Ji that the emperor's grandson died in two or three months in history.
Fortunately, all this is over!
In his era, the emperor's grandson was killed, and he was deposed and forced to commit suicide. Without even thinking about it, he would never let it happen again.
"Xu Sheng!"
Zhao Hong shouted loudly.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Xu Sheng ran in with a smile, unable to hide the joy on his face.
"You know everything?"
Zhao Hong asked subconsciously.
"Your Highness, first I divorced my wife, and now I have driven Xu Ji away. The house is now peaceful!"
"You kid is so heartless! You are so unkind to take pleasure in others' misfortunes!"
Zhao Hong thought for a moment and then ordered:
"Go and get someone ready to clean Xu Ji's room and prepare some things for pregnant women. If you don't understand, just ask Granny Chen at home."
Mrs. Chen is responsible for the food and beverages in the house. She is called Mrs. Chen. She is actually only about 40 years old. She has children and a daughter and is rich in experience.
"Pregnant woman?"
Xu Sheng was stunned and understood instantly, and Le Diandian followed the order and left.
Needless to say, Zhao Hong is about to take back his concubine, Mrs. Zhou.
When Zhao Hong arrived at Zhou's house, Zhou Pingping hurriedly greeted him with a stern face and started questioning him.
"Your Highness, what are you doing? Why did you divorce Wu at this time? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Brother, please be patient and don't be impatient. Your anger will hurt your health. Let's talk inside."
Zhao Hong pulled Zhou Ping, who looked ugly, into the backyard.
Lin'an City, Qingpingfang, Yanjia Rice Shop.
In the study room, Yan Chun was sitting on the chair behind the desk, holding a book "Selected Poems of Zhao Hong" in his hand. He was reading it carefully, and from time to time he used lead to draw a few strokes on the book, very absorbed.
I got the pencil from Zhao Hong, but I bought the books from Chen's Bookstore in Lin'an City, including "Tatar Strategy", which was a hundred thick volumes and piled up in the corner of the table.
"... Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years... What a big statement!"
Turning back to the title page and reading in his mouth, Yan Chun whispered, with a smile on his eyebrows.
What an arrogant... libertine!
"Owner!"
The sound of opening sounded outside.
"What's up?"
Yan Chun asked without raising his head.
"Master, it's about the Duke of Ji Guo Zhao Hong."
"come in!"
Yan Chun refreshed and put down the book.
He opened his mouth and came in, greeted Yan Chun, glanced at the books on the table in the corner, and lowered his head respectfully.
"Open up, tell me, if I open a bookstore in Tokyo, will my business be prosperous?"
Yan Chun suddenly asked.
"Of course! The master will definitely make a lot of money!"
He opened his mouth and said flatteringly, muttering to himself.
If the owner opens a bookstore, he won't just sell "Tatar Policy" and "Selected Poems of Zhao Hong", right?
"You said you have fought against the Tatars more than once, why can't you write such a good book?"
Yan Chun opened his mouth while scolding angrily, and then returned to the topic.
"What did you just say? What happened to Zhao Hong?"
Yan Chun's look of concealment made Zhang Kai secretly laugh, but his face was respectful.
"Returning to the master, Duke Ji Guo Zhao Hong, Prime Minister Shi Miyuan and others had a confrontation in the main hall. Their words were fierce and they almost started fighting."
"This Zhao Hong is really a donkey!"
Yan Chun looked at Zhang Kai and raised his eyebrows.
"Is it just this little thing?"
"Returning to the master, Zhao Hong divorced his first wife, Mrs. Wu. Queen Yang nodded. Zong Zhengsi has already made the divorce."
Zhang Kai quickly continued to report, cautiously.
"Zhao Hong, this idiot, isn't he breaking up with Yang Guizhi by doing this? This bastard, what is he doing?"
Yan Chun was shocked, slapped the table hard, and cursed angrily.
This Zhao Hong has gone crazy! He had just become famous by writing books, and now he had a falling out with Yang Guizhi. All his efforts were in vain, and the situation he faced was even worse!
"Let's go to Duke Ji's Mansion!"
Yan Chun stood up with a sullen face and was about to leave.
"Master, there is one more thing."
Open quickly and say another sentence.
"Anything else?"
"Going back to the master, Duke Ji Guo drove away his beautiful concubine and welcomed his former concubine, Mrs. Zhou, back to the mansion. Mrs. Zhou is already pregnant with Liujia and will give birth soon."
Yan Chun couldn't help but be stunned when she opened her mouth. She stayed for a moment and then slowly sat down.
"What's the point? We're just going to visit Zhao Hong, and it has nothing to do with his concubine, right?"
After saying this, Yan Chun's mood obviously dropped a lot.
"Master, the Duke of Ji's Mansion is now heavily guarded. It is guarded by the servants of the Duke's Mansion and the Zhou Mansion, as well as the palace guards. I'm afraid it won't be convenient for Master to go now."
He opened his eyes and looked at Yan Chun, whose face was gloomy, and softly comforted him.
"So, we have become outsiders!"
Yan Chun shook his head, was silent for a moment, and then said:
"There is no war in the Song and Jin Dynasties, and the frontiers are peaceful. I will go back to Tokyo City and open the bookstore first..."
She frowned, stopped talking, and suddenly asked:
"Open, Zhao Hong and Queen Yang Guizhi have a falling out, and their future is uncertain. Tell me, should we lend a hand to help Zhao Hong?"
Zhang Zhang was shocked, but secretly admired.
It is really rare for a master to put the overall situation first and not stick to the love between his children!
