Just like the sixth prince Liang Han, whose nickname was Yu Cong, who was born deaf and mute, Princess Mingtong's Mingtong just hopes that her eyes will be restored.
"Your Highness the Princess, Your Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness the Sixth Prince are here."
Under the guidance of Jingyu, Princess Mingtong slowly walked to Liang Yi and Liang Han.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness, Brother Sixth Emperor."
Liang Yi helped Princess Mingtong up and said with a smile:
"Imperial sister can just call me brother. It is always His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It seems that we are brothers and sisters. We are brothers and sisters of the same mother. Please feel free to do so."
Princess Mingtong nodded.
Princess Mingtong had only heard of this prince and royal brother from the palace maids and concubines who came to offer incense.
After all, the original person had never visited the imperial sister who had been raised in a nunnery for more than ten years.
The good-for-nothing prince's name was very famous, and Princess Mingtong was also very curious about what kind of person the eldest son of the emperor who was rumored to be not good at words and was like a block of wood was.
He sounds well-spoken and his voice is gentle, not like a dull person who is not good at words.
Princess Mingtong smiled to herself.
Just by listening, I really can't tell the truth from the truth.
As for the sixth son of the emperor, Liang Han, Princess Mingtong knew about his existence.
After all, Liang Han came to Qingxin Nunnery to visit him.
And with the help of Jingyu, the two chatted for a while.
But after all, one could not see and the other could not speak. Princess Mingtong only felt that she was talking to Host Jingyu and did not feel Liang Han's presence.
Princess Mingtong was thinking, and Liang Yi was also looking at the imperial sister.
This younger sister has a delicate face and elegant demeanor, and her eyebrows are 60-70% similar to the Queen Yizhuang in her original memory.
It's no wonder that the original body and Emperor Zhou have never dared to visit her.
They are all afraid of seeing people thinking about their past.
Only Liang Han, who was very young when Queen Yizhuang passed away, would not feel anything.
He even said that after hearing that his sister looked very similar to his mother, he would come over to see her.
After the three of them sat in Qingxin Temple for a few quarters of an hour.
After Princess Mingtong bid farewell to Host Jingyu and agreed that Host Jingyu would come to the palace every week to chant sutras to Princess Mingtong, Princess Mingtong got on the carriage.
During the journey, the carriage was so quiet that even Princess Mingtong, who had stayed at Qingxin Nunnery for more than ten years, felt uncomfortable.
Princess Mingtong, who had just left the place where she grew up, was a little uneasy and subconsciously shouted:
"Brother Imperial? Brother Imperial?"
No one answered.
Princess Mingtong was a little anxious and shouted even more urgently:
"Brother Emperor, are you there? Brother Emperor?"
"Your Highness, the Sixth Prince wants to ask you something?"
The servant's sudden answer made Princess Mingtong jump.
"Is Brother Sixth Emperor here?"
The chamberlain was a little confused, but still replied:
"The Sixth Prince has always been here."
Princess Mingtong took a long breath, and then wondered again:
"What about the eldest brother? Why didn't you hear his voice?"
The chamberlain replied:
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like riding in carriages, so he rides at the front of the team."
It's not that Liang Yi doesn't like riding carriages, it's just that his riding skills are not good, so he has to practice every moment.
"The Sixth Prince asked, does Her Royal Highness the Princess also want to ride a horse?"
"ah?"
Only then did Princess Mingtong realize that the chamberlain had been writing down the conversation on paper for the Sixth Prince to read.
Princess Mingtong was relieved after knowing the situation.
After knowing the usage of the servants around the Sixth Prince, he asked curiously:
"Brother Sixth Emperor, what kind of person is the First Emperor Brother?"
The chamberlain wrote what Princess Mingtong said to the Sixth Prince, and then read the words written by the Sixth Prince to Princess Mingtong.
"The eldest emperor brother is an extraordinary person. In the court a few days ago, he not only surpassed the prime minister and the Taifu in terms of literary talent, but also defeated the Taiwei in fists and kicks! Zhen is a god descended from heaven, and he will definitely be a saint in the future. monarch……"
Liang Han, who had seen Liang Yi's prowess, was now Liang Yi's little fanboy.
As long as you brag about my eldest brother, then you are my half-brother!
Princess Mingtong was a little amused when she heard the shrill eunuch imitating Liang Han's tone.
But my heart was full of curiosity about Liang Yi.
Why did the good-for-nothing princes whom the maids and concubines spoke so unfavorably turned into beings like immortals in the sky when spoken to by the sixth prince?
She opened the curtain of the carriage, felt the breeze blowing, and murmured:
"It's really like seeing what the Emperor's brother looks like!"
"me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Yi's voice came to mind, and Princess Mingtong was so frightened that she closed the car curtain.
It wasn't that Liang Yi wanted to eavesdrop. He was originally at the front of the team and just wanted to ask if he wanted to rest before entering the city.
As a result, as soon as she came over on horseback, she saw Princess Mingtong opening the curtain and saying something about wanting to see what she looked like.
Looking at Princess Mingtong who shrank back.
Liang Yi wanted to reach out and lift the curtain, but he almost fell off the horse because he couldn't control his balance, so he had no choice but to give up.
The group returned to the palace, and Liang Yi took Princess Mingtong to the side hall of Chaoyang Palace to meet Emperor Zhou.
"My son, please pay your respects to your father!"
Emperor Zhou stared blankly at his daughter, whom he had sent out to raise for more than ten years.
It looks very much like her mother, his Queen Yizhuang.
But as the emperor, he could no longer show such emotions.
His face turned cold and he said slightly tiredly:
"Well, it's good to be back."
Then he turned to Liang Yi and said:
"I told you that you will be solely responsible, so I won't interfere anymore."
Liang Yi bowed and accepted the order.
Naturally, he had made arrangements for Cining Palace a long time ago, and he only brought Princess Mingtong here because he wanted to see Emperor Zhou.
Princess Mingtong was ordered to be taken to Cining Palace, while Liang Yi was left in the side palace by Emperor Zhou.
Later, Taifu Chu Mengde and Prime Minister Wang Deshui drank Taifu Ling Ziqi and walked into the palace.
"I heard that you have taken all the people promoted by Wang Aiqing and Ling Aiqing into Zhan Shifu."
Liang Yi smiled slightly and replied:
"How can I refuse the kindness of these two important ministers?"
"You're not afraid of eating too much in one bite and dying of it."
Emperor Zhou remained expressionless.
"Now that the manpower has arrived and Zhan Shifu has taken some shape, hurry up and do what I told you before!"
The previous incident referred to the corruption of disaster relief grains. In the past two days, Chu Mengde had been looking for clues about the 300,000 stones of grains, but to no avail.
Liang Yi bowed and accepted the order:
"My son, let's do it now."
Chu Mengde on the side asked:
"I don't know, how will His Highness start the investigation?"
Liang Yi smiled and said:
"The three hundred thousand shi of food is missing from the four warehouses in Shangjing, so naturally we have to start the investigation from Jingzhao Mansion."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Emperor Zhou's face turning a little colder.
Chu Mengde on the side took out a letter and handed it to Liang Yi.
"this is?"
Liang Yi took the letter suspiciously.
"This is Jingzhao Yin Yang Guotao's suicide note!"
"Suicide note?!"
Liang Yi's eyes widened.
Jing Zhaoyin, dead? !
