The night is desolate and the evening wind blows.
Cao An stood at the window, his face slightly red.
He was only fifteen years old, an age where he would get drunk even if he drank too much fruit wine. Everything was so fresh, as if tomorrow would burst into flames in an instant.
Not far away, Wanyue Tower opened for business.
Bianhe Street was lined with lights, and many people who had been busy all day finally had a moment to breathe and enjoy the world.
The nightlife in Song Dynasty is very rich.
Different from the night curfew in Qiantang, there is no curfew in Bianliang, but keys are placed between various streets and markets to prevent people from fleeing in large numbers at night.
Other than that, there is no difference between this place and the hereafter.
The noisy and lively streets are full of pedestrians.
All kinds of shouting and hawking sounds could be heard constantly, and the girls in the brothel were also standing at the window. Their red sleeves were dazzling, and they were drunk unconsciously.
Zhao Yunsheng looked through the sedan curtain and saw that the Wanyue Tower was bustling with activity.
The courtesan Jian Yuerong, who was famous in Bianliang, sang Tuberose in a loud voice, which made the officials in the audience go crazy, and they wished they could grow eyes on her.
The guard followed outside and smiled with a wink: "Young master, are you hungry?"
He couldn't directly tell whether Zhao Yunsheng missed a woman. Such blind questions were not worthy of being an official in the Prince Chu's palace.
"Bastard! Who do you think your master is?"
Zhao Yunsheng scolded him with a cold face, then suddenly smiled: "You are a gentleman!"
The guard knew that he was not really angry, so he joked: "Cao Langjun often says this too."
"He learned it from X."
"I see……"
Zhao Yunsheng smiled and lowered the sedan curtain and said, "Go slowly, I want to catch some wind."
"yes!"
The guard nodded and signaled the bearer to move more gently.
"What do you think Cao An is doing right now?"
In the silence, Zhao Yunsheng suddenly asked.
The guard knew that he was not talking about this.
Sure enough, Zhao Yunsheng paused and then smiled to himself: "He must be holding it back now and plans to give Lu Yijian a big meeting gift!"
But, what will he do?
I’m looking forward to it!
…
There are not many people in the Chu Palace.
Apart from the old prince and a few concubines, there were only Zhao Yunsheng and his two sisters.
As for those guarding domestic servants, they are not really 'family members'. In many cases, they are even more deserted than strangers. They just keep their heads down and do their own thing.
"Drinking?"
Zhao Yuanzuo stood under the corridor, looking at his son and frowning slightly.
"yes."
Zhao Yunsheng respectfully called "Daddy" and said with a calm smile: "Cao's fruit wine is too strong. It only took one jar, and the child became dizzy."
"Drink less in the future, and you will still keep healthy!"
Zhao Yuanzuo frowned and suddenly said softly.
This time he didn't do anything, and he didn't look so irritable. He looked kind and kind, just like Lao Wang next door.
"Yes, my child has remembered it."
Zhao Yunsheng was also stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
"Go to the study."
Zhao Yuanzuo turned around and walked inside, not forgetting to tell the butler: "Get him some honey water and bring some snacks. By the way... Yun Sheng loves peach cakes the most, so I'll have the kitchen prepare some more tomorrow."
The housekeeper smiled and nodded: "Yes, Prince, don't worry, I will make arrangements right away."
No one knows what the Chu King's temper really is...
Everyone only knows that he has a lot of misdeeds and has done many ridiculous things. Even his son has learned such virtues.
But he is still the King of Chu and the highest-ranking elder in the clan.
The housekeeper watched Zhao Yuanyan and his son enter the study.
"That fire back then!"
He shook his head and smiled, and said somewhat happily: "Young Master, there is a successor to Prince Chu's palace."
…
In the study, father and son sat opposite each other at the table.
Zhao Yunsheng was much less drunk. He poured a cup of tea for his father, put it respectfully in his hand, and then slowly sat down.
"Today, all the ministers came to remonstrate, asking the Queen Mother to return power to the court. Later, Lu Yijian went out to discuss the topic... Where is Cao An? What does he want? This future was bought for him by Fan Zhongyan for the rest of his life."
Zhao Yuanzuo took a sip and put down the tea cup.
"Cao An said he would give Lu Yijian a surprise."
Zhao Yunsheng smiled bitterly: "He is not a peaceful person. I hope Mr. Fan's efforts will not be let down..."
"This is intentional."
Zhao Yuanzuo smiled appreciatively: "He wants to repay Fan Zhongyan."
"...But his 'strength' is too small."
"There is no big or small reward, it just depends on whether he has the heart."
"That's true..."
Zhao Yunsheng nodded with understanding.
"We can't intervene in this matter, but His Majesty sent someone to deliver the message..."
Zhao Yuanyan pointed to the Duan Inkstone given by Fang Yu on the table, and said with a smile: "He said that the clan has worked hard in recent years, and there will be rewards in the palace when we return."
"What does it mean?"
Zhao Yunsheng frowned: "The Queen Mother has been paying close attention to her recently. Is Your Majesty going to confront the Queen Mother?"
He feels that Zhao Zhen does not yet have this strength.
Better than blue - this is just a good wish.
In fact, after Liu E came to power, Zhao Zhen couldn't even organize a decent offensive, let alone fight for power with his mother... Liu E taught him how to even write.
"Haha, you think too much."
Zhao Yuanzuo knew what his son was thinking at a glance, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's reward for the clan is telling us that we must find out our position clearly!"
"He is building momentum for Cao An!"
Zhao Yunsheng subconsciously pressed down on the table and stood up, then sat down again: "Why? It's useless for Cao An and him!"
"So you are not as good as him..."
Zhao Yuanzuo smiled and said: "You grew up making trouble outside, but he was placed high hopes by the late emperor. What he saw in his eyes was different from yours."
How can an emperor be judged by his ordinary mind?
"The Queen Mother and Lu Yijian made an exchange. It seemed like a confrontation between two parties, but it was actually a competition between three parties."
"You mean Your Majesty..."
"He is not a puppet emperor like Emperor Xian of Han, so naturally he refuses to accept his fate."
Zhao Yuanzuo looked deeply and said quietly: "The Queen Mother seems to be strong in the past two years, but from your Majesty's point of view, she still has reservations."
After all, is it the love between mother and child that has been raised since childhood? Maybe I didn’t care about this?
"What is this, Your Majesty?"
Zhao Yunsheng frowned. He didn't understand these so-called royal tricks.
"What a mother and son!"
Zhao Yuanyan sighed, looked at his son, and smiled proudly: "A certain person does not have the luck of the 95th Five-Year Plan, but a certain person's son can be of the same mind as a certain person! In this regard, he is not as good as a certain person!"
Zhao Yunsheng knew who the 'he' in his father's mouth was, but he also knew that it was difficult for him to evaluate him.
"Test! Test! Test!"
Zhao Yuanzuo tapped the table lightly, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips: "While the Queen Mother is seizing power, Your Majesty is also testing her bottom line... Once this bottom line is breached, our little emperor! Who said he would I don’t dare, what about Emperor Xuanzong?”
