Huang Qiong, who was sitting in a sedan for the first time, didn't stop thinking until he got outside the palace gate. Following Gao Wuyong to the Wende Hall, after thanking his father for the title, the emperor didn't say anything. After just encouraging him and telling him to take care of his father's worries, he sent him out again.
However, when Huang Qiong looked at the emperor while thanking him, he felt that the smile of the emperor himself was a bit far-fetched. The emperor was obviously in a bad mood, so how could Huang Qiong ask for trouble and stay longer. Since the emperor had already sent him to get out, Huang Qiong would understand the holy will and get out immediately.
After leaving Wende Hall, Huang Qiong hesitated for a moment and went to Tingxuexuan. It's just that when his mother saw the prince's attire he was wearing, she remained expressionless as expected. On the contrary, Jing Niang seemed very excited after seeing Huang Qiong. Perhaps after hearing that Xuexuan was no longer bothered by King Yong and was living a comfortable life, Jingniang had changed her old self.
It is unknown whether Huang Qiong has regained her old appearance, but she does appear to be much plumper. Seeing that Jing Niang was still adapting to life in the palace, Huang Qiong was slightly relieved. It seems that he took the right step by sending her to the palace. At least for Jing Niang herself, it seems that she has gotten rid of the previous shadow.
After sending Jing Niang away, her mother looked at Huang Qiong, who was still standing in front of her, and said, "You have a good taste in people, and this child is not bad. I have officially accepted Jing Niang as my disciple. From now on, she will She is your junior sister. As a senior brother, you should take more care of her in the future."
My mother was still so stingy about praising people, but Jing Niang, who was so good-natured, only got one nice word in exchange for her. However, Huang Qiong, who had long been accustomed to her mother's behavior, could only touch her nose and said with a smile: "With mother by her side, how can she use her son to take care of her? Jing Niang's bones are extremely good, and her mother's As long as you learn 30% of your skills, it will no longer be your son's turn to take care of you."
In response to Huang Qiong's disguised flattery, her mother just shook her head and said, "When did you learn to be hypocritical? This is unacceptable. People should be more down-to-earth. I'm not saying that her talent in martial arts is good. I What I’m saying is that this child has good character. But he’s a little too stubborn and a little arrogant, and he’s not as naughty as you.”
When Huang Qiong heard her mother mention martial arts, Huang Qiong suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "Mother, my father came to his son's house a few days ago and said that there were recent rumors in the palace that his mother was a master of martial arts. Although my son didn't know whether this was true or not, he The son thought that there is no smoke without fire. The son thought that it would be better for the mother to be more careful during this period."
Speaking of this, Huang Qiong hesitated, but finally said: "From the words of his father, my son felt that he didn't seem to care too much about this matter. But if he said he didn't care, he mentioned it in front of his son. . My son has never figured out what his father’s intentions were. Today, my son wants to ask his mother, does his father know about your martial arts skills?”
Regarding Huang Qiong's question, his mother did not immediately answer him. Instead, he remained silent for a long time before saying: "He will naturally know everything I can let him know. He doesn't know anything he shouldn't let him know. Just be yourself, and I don't need you to worry about it here. If You have to figure out what other people think about everything, then you don’t have to do anything.”
It sounded like his mother had answered him, but in fact she didn't answer anything, which made Huang Qiong stunned. He naturally knows everything that he can know. He shouldn't know anything, he doesn't know anything. Does my own emperor know it or not?
Huang Qiong was confused by her mother's answer. He also knew that no matter how much he asked about his mother's character, he would not be able to give himself any answers. Moreover, the mother's attitude in her words made it clear that she would not let him interfere with this matter. In desperation, Huang Qiong could only suppress her confusion in her heart and dared not ask any more questions.
Looking at Huang Qiong who was confused by his answer. But the mother didn't say anything else, and the two of them just sat sullenly in their mother's study. It wasn't until dinner time that mother said: "After dinner with me, you can go back. Judging by the time, I guess Xiaoyao will be back soon. After Xiaoyao comes back, the next time you enter the palace, Bring her too."
Upon hearing her mother's request, Huang Qiong nodded slightly. After having dinner with his mother, Huang Qiong could only return home confused when she saw that her mother had no intention of staying with her. As for the reason why the emperor suddenly made himself a prince, Huang Qiong didn't care.
The emperor's idea is that the power of God is unpredictable. Just as my mother said, if you have to figure out what others think about everything, then your life will be too tiring. No matter what the emperor has in mind, he can just use his own troops to cover up the water and the earth. Anyway, Huang Qiong felt that the emperor would not give him a title for no reason, even though he should have been a prince.
When Huang Qiong returned to the house and had just changed out of the princely attire that made him feel awkward, Jia Quan came uninvited. Looking at Huang Qiong, who had changed out of the prince's attire, Jia Quan looked worried: "My lord, don't you think the emperor's promotion to you this time is too sudden?"
"Although as your prince, it is only a matter of time before you are promoted to a prince. But this time, Mr. Quan feels that something is wrong. Judging from the rumors about the emperor, the emperor is not the kind of person who is promoted to a title casually. . Not the kind of person who would easily give someone a promotion based on his own preferences."
"The reason why the emperor bestowed you with a title should not be because you prayed for the people and overthrew that Jing Zhaoyin. Or because the person you assigned failed to solve the clan problem. In Quan's opinion, the emperor is a person. This sudden promotion to your title will be followed by other things."
"Perhaps, it really answers Quan's worries a few days ago. I'm afraid the emperor will leave the matter of rectifying the clan to you. If the follow-up development really proves Quan's guess, you will have to pay for it. It's a big deal. To rectify the clan, the emperor just said a word, but it's not that easy to actually implement it."
Regarding Jia Quan's concerns, Huang Qiong could only smile helplessly and said: "Sir, I don't care about the title of the prince or not. But sir, my father wants to leave this matter to me. Do you think I can You can shirk it. I just talked to my father not long ago about the idea of life and death for the benefit of the country. You haven't even gotten over this yet, and you want me to slap you in the face right away?"
"Actually, even if you didn't tell me about this matter, I would have guessed my father's intention of joining the nobility this time. But what do you want me to do? When my father asked me to make a statement, I have already said it over and over again. I can't shirk it. This time, my father has taken the lead and blocked my mouth first. He is a father, but he is also a king. If the king wants his subject to die, it would be disloyal for him not to die."
After saying that, looking at the melancholy on Jia Quan's face, Huang Qiong smiled and said: "Actually, sir, don't worry too much. This time we are reorganizing the clan, and our father is behind us. As long as nothing happens to him, I will be fine." Basically, nothing big will happen here. Although these guys are a little incompetent, how many fools are there?"
"They should know that this matter was decided by the Emperor. Even if he really kills me, he will not let the Emperor stop. On the contrary, it will easily arouse the Emperor's anger. The Emperor once Anger can be said to kill millions of people. So they should know that even if they kill me, it will be useless, and they will do the same thing as another person."
Huang Qiong's words did not make Jia Quan give up his worries. Moreover, what Huang Qiong said was correct. If the emperor really issued an imperial edict, his young master would have no other choice but to follow it. If you really don't follow the imperial edict, it will be a heinous crime. Otherwise, even if the emperor does not punish Huang Qiong severely, there will be other punishments.
After pondering for a long time, Jia Quan looked at the young prince in front of him and finally said nothing. However, Jia Quan thought for a while and finally insisted on asking Huang Qiong that if he really received the imperial edict, he must drag King Yong with him. As for the reason, among the princes in the capital, who has the sharpest ears and eyes, it is probably King Yong.
As for the gangsters and scoundrels under him, they really don't have much ability. But when it comes to inquiring about information, especially some gossip, I am afraid that even the Northern and Southern Zhenfu Division in the hands of the emperor may not be as well-informed as them. If we can hold these people in our hands, we can know immediately if there is any trouble in Jingzhao Mansion.
Huang Qiong was obedient to Jia Quan's request. Dragging King Yong in was something he was happy to see happen. But when she thought of what King Yong said outside Liu Hu's house that day, Huang Qiong felt a little wary. This guy looks bohemian, but Huang Qiong knows that this seventh brother understands some things better than anyone else. In terms of behavior, he has his own set of measures.
If the emperor really leaves this matter to him to rectify the clan this time, King Yong may not really intend to help. Because the prince was involved behind his back, he was unwilling to offend even a Jingzhao Yin Shang. Asking him to offend almost all the clans in the world, considering that the seventh brother may appear to be chivalrous on the surface, but in fact he is very cunning in nature, I am afraid he may not really agree.
What's more, this errand itself involves King Yong's own interests. I am willing to give up Yongye Field, but King Yong may not be willing to give up as well. According to King Yong's current way of living, if it were changed to a salary system, this guy's salary for a year might not be able to last for half a year.
Of course, Huang Qiong also knew that King Yong, who was still living on his salary on the surface, must have other ways to make money now. Because not to mention that the emperor is far away from the feudal lord, and he will be more comfortable without restraint. Even the current salary of King Yong is probably not enough. Not to mention anything else, this guy's house has so many concubines, maids, and dancers in their fifties and sixties. To support such a large group of people, the monthly salary is not a small amount.
Also, I have heard more than once that this guy spends a lot of money at the gambling table. Moreover, the gambling products are excellent, he never uses his power to overpower others, and he never defaults on his debts. Lost for thousands of years without blinking an eye. Although this guy doesn't lose nine out of ten bets, he definitely doesn't win every battle at his level. Generally speaking, you lose more and win less.
According to his way of playing, half of his annual salary would go into his gambling account. To support the women in the house, support his gangster friends, plus the losses at the gambling table, he has enough salary to spend. What's more, the Persian dancers he forcibly placed in his place a few days ago, according to the current market conditions, cannot be bought without five thousand strings.
