Zhao Ting paused and hesitated before saying, "There is a happy event."
"Oh?" Ms. Yang looked very interested, "What's the happy event?"
Zhao Tingdao: "My former son, my father, gave me a decree to marry me."
Yang smiled: "What a happy event! Which family's lady is she from?"
Zhao Ting replied with a smile: "The eldest daughter of Lu Huaiyuan, the minister of the Ministry of War, she is dignified, beautiful and has outstanding appearance. I... like her very much."
Yang was old, so although Zhao Ting found a reason to see her and left the city, he didn't want her to have to worry about him at her age. So he praised Lu Qinghe against his will and expressed his happiness about the marriage.
"Okay! Okay!" Mrs. Yang said hello twice, "You have indeed reached the age where you should get married. After marrying the princess, you have to calm down and live a good life."
Zhao Tinggong responded and withdrew.
As soon as he left, Yang's face turned dark. The old lady who was waiting for her was puzzled: "The Queen Mother, what's wrong with you? It's a happy thing for Prince An to marry a wife!"
The daughter of the Minister of War, her status is not too low.
Yang shook her head. She didn't want to say anything at first, but thinking about how filial and filial Zhao Ting had been to her over the years, she finally sighed: "This is not a good marriage." She said this without explaining it to the old mama. Meaning, at her age now, and the Yang family was completely out of use twenty years ago, she has neither the energy nor the ability to ask about this filial great-grandson.
However, if she remembered correctly, it seemed that Lu Huaiyuan was not a peaceful person.
Zhao Ting has not been liked or reused in these years. Is it possible that giving him a restless father-in-law now wants to kill him and make him useless for the rest of his life? How could Concubine Li bear it? This was her biological son. And the Emperor, if he could recognize this child back then, then this child must be of royal blood. Even if there is a slight criticism at birth, it is still his own flesh and blood, and it was caused by his mistake of robbing a woman. How could he blame the child for the criticism at his birth?
Outsiders only knew that Concubine Li had given birth to Zhao Ting less than seven months after entering the palace. However, Yang was still in the palace at the time, and even though she had long since stopped doing things, she had heard that Concubine Li was raped by the emperor when she was pregnant. Forced into the palace. And what did Mrs. Dou tell her at that time? It was said that she was the wife of a minor official. Although it was wrong for the emperor to rob someone's wife, Mrs. Li was already pregnant with the royal family's flesh and blood. She could not let the royal heirs wander outside.
Although she wasn't happy, she had already stopped taking care of things. Besides, the emperor had already ascended the throne and she couldn't control it.
What's more, that is really a royal child, you can tell by looking at his appearance.
Alas, it just hurts the child.
"The Queen Mother, is there any problem with this marriage?" the old nanny asked.
Yang shook his head and said: "That's all, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The Ai family has nothing to do with Xiaoqi's matter. The Ai family is like this now. Maybe one day they will just kick off and leave. Don't worry about that. "
Seeing what she said, the old grandma quickly let go of Zhao Ting's matter and said, "How could it be? You have always been in good health. If nothing else, you will definitely live a long life."
Yang laughed and closed his eyes.
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The wing room of Anguo Temple only had a bed, a table and a cabinet. It was empty and deserted.
But even in such a place where there was no trace of Tang Yuyao's breath, Zhao Ting could not help but think of her when it was quiet. When he suddenly heard the news yesterday, he was sad and angry, but now... his heart was numb, the sadness was gone, and all that was left was anger.
She'd better hide for a while, otherwise, if he catches her, he'll have to give her a good beating first!
Yes, although it would not cramp her tendons, peel off her skin, or break her bones, but she was so bold and dared to lie to him and dare to escape secretly. If he caught her and came back, he would definitely have to vent his anger.
Zhao Ting held the white porcelain cup in his hands so hard that he almost crushed the cup.
But suddenly, he let go again.
He sighed inaudibly, thinking that Tang Yuyao had no one he knew outside, and he had stayed in the palace for seven years and had never seen the world. Would a woman like this be in danger outside?
Regardless of whether it is possible, it is definitely unsafe. She doesn’t seem to have much money. Will she suffer?
The sadness was gone, the anger was gone, and what was left was full of uneasiness and worry.
"Qin Yuan!" Zhao Ting called out. After Qin Yuan came in and closed the door, he whispered: "Have you all been notified?"
Qin Yuan nodded: "After Zi Shi."
Zhao Ting nodded, but the guard's voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "Master, Prince Cheng is here."
Zhao Jue?
Zhao Ting was surprised, got up and went to the courtyard to greet him personally.
"Fourth brother, what a coincidence, are you also coming to see the great-grandmother?" he asked.
Zhao Jue looked serious: "It's not a coincidence, I'm here to find you."
Zhao Ting was slightly startled, stepped aside, and invited Zhao Jue to go into the room.
Zhao Jue did not let anyone follow him, so Zhao Ting also sent Qin Yuan down, leaving only two people sitting opposite each other in the room.
"Fourth brother has something to do with me?" Zhao Ting asked.
Zhao Jue smiled: "I came out of the city to see you in the middle of the night, and you didn't even offer me a glass of water?"
Zhao Ting was indifferent to Zhao Jue's expression of closeness: "Just tell me if you have anything to do!"
Zhao Jue shook his head helplessly and still smiled: "You! With your bad temper, how many people have to scare away from you. Although we are not the same mother, we are still biological brothers. You are really... " Before he finished speaking, the conversation suddenly changed, "Yesterday you left quickly, and today I have something to do. It's only now that I took the time to congratulate you. Lu Huaiyuan's daughter, seventh brother, you are blessed!"
Zhao Ting said calmly: "I'm far behind Fourth Brother. The eldest son of Fourth Brother's family can already hunt hares."
Although Zhao Jue ranks fourth, he is actually only two years older than Zhao Ting, and his eldest son is already eight years old this year. He is good at martial arts and has won every ten battles he has fought. His son is also like him. He is famous for his bravery.
Zhao Jue was very proud to have such a son, and he laughed and said: "It's nothing for a kid to come home." As soon as the laughter stopped, his smile became meaningful, as if he was testing something: "Seventh brother, in the future you And Miss Lu’s son will definitely be no different.”
Zhao Ting didn't know what Zhao Jue was planning, or whether he was testing something. He only knew that this person was absolutely untrustworthy to him. So he just echoed: "Then let me borrow the good words from my fourth brother."
Is this Zhao Ting really stupid or fake?
Zhao Jue's mind was spinning rapidly and he simply said bluntly: "Miss Lu has a good father and a good brother-in-law."
indeed so.
Zhao Ting nodded, but did not answer.
Zhao Jue glanced at the door, gritted his teeth and said, "Seventh brother, do you want to continue like this?"
At this point, even a fool Zhao Ting understood that Zhao Jue wanted to win over him. Zhao Ting was not surprised. Although Zhao Jue was born from the same empress as the current crown prince, he had been on the battlefield with his grandfather Dingguo Gong at a young age. After so many years of wind and rain, he was wallowing among the dead. It's not surprising that people have such ambitions. What's more, compared to the prince, the Duke of Dingguo is probably closer to him. If he really has a chance to reach the top, the Duke of Dingguo will definitely support him.
However, this has nothing to do with myself.
Since he had already guessed that he was not the biological son of Emperor Xuan, he did not want to nor was he qualified to participate in the matter of seizing the legitimate son. As long as he could ensure that he left the capital alive, right now, he just wanted to find Tang Yuyao and take her away with him.
So he just pretended that he didn't understand and said, "What do you mean by Fourth Brother? What's wrong with me now?"
Zhao Jue looked at his calm face and naturally knew that he was deliberately pretending not to understand, so he sneered twice, stood up and said, "That's very good. Since seventh brother thinks so, then I have nothing to say."
After saying this, Zhao Ting turned around and left without waiting for a reply.
As a king, it was not difficult for him to leave and enter the city at night. He left Anguo Temple directly. When he saw Lu Zhongkai waiting outside at night, he snorted: "I don't know how to praise you!"
Lu Zhongkai knew that his trip was not going well. He followed him on the carriage and whispered: "Your Majesty, what should we do if Prince An has such an attitude?"
Zhao Jue said coldly: "What should we do? Kill him while he is getting married!"
Once Zhao Ting died, the emperor's plan to kill two birds with one stone was defeated. Without supporters, Yan Zhi and Lu Huaiyuan would not be able to achieve anything, and naturally there would be no reason to rebel. He saved the Lu family and Yan Zhi by just killing him. Lu Zhongkai was half impressed and half frightened by Zhao Jue's cruelty, and said hurriedly: "Then I will ask my wife to go to the Lu family tomorrow."
Zhao Jue responded lightly.
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After midnight, Zhao Ting led two guards to climb over the wall and leave Anguo Temple.
Behind Anguo Temple is a high mountain. Around the high mountain to the back, there is a waterfall falling from a high place. After walking about seven or eight steps against the waterfall, it suddenly becomes clear that there is already a small village deep in the heart of the mountain. Because it's in the middle of a high mountain, you don't have to worry about lighting a lamp at night. No matter where you look from, you won't see any light.
Zhao Ting took off his raincoat before stepping in. He turned around and saw three people already waiting.
"Master." The man standing at the front of the three said, and then the three of them bowed together.
Zhao Ting waved his hand gently and said: "Call everyone up."
The man responded respectfully and whistled. When Zhao Ting walked to the highest point and stood still, hundreds of people had gathered below. These people stood in two groups. On the left was a row of young men. They were all powerful, tall and imposing, and should not be underestimated. The people on the right are men, women, old and young. Among these people are the family members of the man on the left, and there are also people who participate alone and have other roles. Everyone looked at Zhao Ting, who was standing above him, with sincerity in their eyes.
