The current Holy Emperor is only just over 30 years old, and he has seven or eight princes. Of course, no one can guarantee that he will live safely until he leaves the palace and opens a mansion.
But the Xie family actually came up with the idea of marrying the emperor, and I don't know if they are out of their mind.
Not everyone is willing to let the daughter of their family marry into the royal family. Whether it is for the happiness and life of the daughter of the family, or for the interests of the family, many people are willing to choose to avoid it instead of taking the initiative to get married.
For example, the Weixin Hou Mansion is an example of people who are unwilling to marry the royal family.
But there was no way. Zhao Yue's aunt fell in love with the late emperor when he was still a prince, and insisted on marrying her. In the end, she successfully became the prince's concubine.
Of course, a few years later, the princess died in childbirth.
At that time, less than two years after the late emperor first ascended to the throne, the late empress passed away, leaving behind two legitimate sons and one legitimate daughter. Naturally, the emperor missed her a lot.
From then on, until the death of the late emperor, the late emperor never had the title of queen again. The most powerful woman in the palace was just a concubine, not even a noble concubine!
Some people say that the former emperor missed his wife and did not want to have a queen; others say that the former emperor was not keen on women, so he was not interested in the harem, etc.
No matter which theory is used, it should be clearly understood that unless a woman enters the harem with strong skills and a prosperous family, she will not be able to escape the fate of being trapped.
In fact, Zhao Yue felt that the late emperor's uncle had never established a throne again, but he was unwilling to cause any more battles for the throne due to his legitimate son.
Many years have passed, and now the emperor's cousin has safely sat on the throne, and the Prestige Marquis Mansion, which has given him a lot of help, is naturally favored and trusted.
Outsiders only saw the scenery of the Weixin Hou Mansion, but who knew the heartache of the old Marquis and the old lady back then.
They would rather their daughter be healthy and safe than let her die early for the glory of the family.
The incident with the late empress also sounded the alarm for the Zhao family. Zhao Yue's father even issued a strict order that no more marriages to the royal family were allowed within three generations.
Of course, if a female member of the royal family marries over, don't take it seriously. Anyway, they are not willing to send their daughter into the pit of fire again.
When Zhao Yue thought about it, he inevitably felt a little emotional.
Mrs. Gao also knew that he probably missed his aunt who died young, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her.
If there had been no accident back then, the late empress should have been able to successfully give birth to a little prince. Unfortunately, she was murdered by a thief, leaving her two sons and one daughter to live cautiously in the palace.
"Your Majesty, my second uncle, do you want to take the time to go there?"
Zhao Yue came back to his senses, but his mind didn't react for a moment: "What?"
"Second uncle was away on business last time and injured his leg. He has been recuperating at home. Now that you are back, would you like to go and visit?"
Zhao Yue hummed coldly, and then motioned to Mrs. Gao to help prepare some gifts. They didn't need to be expensive, as long as they met the meaning.
Mrs. Gao knew that the relationship between the prince and his second uncle was average, so he wisely stopped mentioning it.
When his aunt passed away, the emperor was deeply saddened. He originally wanted to promote Marquis Weixin to the rank of duke, but was declined by the old Marquis. Later, he chose the path of his second uncle to become an official.
Not long after that, the old man and the old lady passed away one after another, and the emperor even issued a decree to grant the hereditary succession to the Weixin Hou Mansion.
Zhao Yue didn't care whether he was a duke or a marquis.
In the capital, the most important thing is to have real power.
Even the marquis and some of the idle princes in the capital did not dare to underestimate the Prestige Marquis Mansion, let alone other dignitaries!
"Mr. Gao, what do you think of my little sweetheart?"
Gao was stunned for a moment before realizing that the little darling he was talking about was Xie Juren's daughter.
"He is a smart man, and you will be blessed by looking at him."
Mrs. Gao can talk. No matter whether she likes this little darling or not, she saved her husband once. She has to accept this love and must find an opportunity to repay him in the future.
Zhao Yue actually laughed.
"You're right, I am indeed blessed! If it weren't for her when I went south on business this time, I'm afraid that not only would I not be able to complete the case, but I might also cause big trouble for our Marquis' Mansion."
Mrs. Gao's heart tightened: "Please give me a clear explanation from the Crown Prince!"
Zhao Yue didn't hide it from her and told the little boy about finding the evidence.
"At the beginning, I was also worried that she would be retaliated against as a little baby, so I didn't dare to mention her when I reported it to the emperor. Once a little girl with no background is targeted by those crazy dogs, she will definitely be in trouble. I can't just watch it. Seeing people who have made meritorious deeds being plotted against by evil people.”
Gao's back was covered in cold sweat from fear.
You must know that the person they wanted to bring down was a second-rank official, a minister with real power, and a noble queen.
If there is no such evidence and the news reaches the capital, it will inevitably lead to a huge counterattack from the other party.
Even with the emperor's protection, their prestige palace would inevitably experience a turmoil.
Mrs. Gao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and felt more and more that she should thank this little girl from the Xie family. She was a great help to their family!
"Husband, according to you, this little sweetie is your lucky star! You see, the first time we met, he helped you get the evidence and made a great contribution, and the second time he threw a cup to save you, how can this be counted? , it’s not a great favor that gold or silver can repay!”
Zhao Yue liked to listen to Mr. Gao's words.
He had always liked the little darling, but now that Mrs. Gao followed his wishes, it naturally made Zhao Yue happy.
"My lady is right, she is indeed my lucky star! In that case, we will keep in touch with you more in the future. If Xie Jiu becomes an official in the coming year, and you meet Mrs. Xie outside, remember to help her."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely remember this."
After that, Mrs. Gao mentioned Xie Rongzhao to her mother-in-law again. She did not mention that Xie Rongzhao had found evidence. She only said that the child was lucky. You see, her father had been tricked before and was not able to win the election. This time, she was by his side. If you do it, not only will you hit the target, but you will also get the correct solution!
After saying this two or three times, even Mrs. Zhao believed it. Originally, Xie Rongzhao was good-looking, with round eyes and an upturned corner of his mouth, which made him happy. But after hearing his daughter-in-law exaggerate, he felt more and more like this. The girl is a lucky baby.
Here in Sanxing Hutong, the Xie family didn't know that several masters of the Weixinhou Mansion had regarded Xie Rongzhao as a lucky baby, and they still studied and lived regularly.
"My dear, you are still not good at this word. You need to practice more. Your wrist is weak, and the words you write as "wei" are soft and weak. There is no shortcut for this, you can only rely on practice."
Xie Rongzhao's little head drooped and he said dejectedly: "Okay, I will practice for another quarter of an hour."
Xie Zhou felt distressed watching from the side, and quickly came over to hug him into his arms: "Our baby's calligraphy is already pretty good, much better than Brother Lang's."
