The Wang family has been rooted in Beijing for many years. Many of the Wang family members have never returned to their ancestral home from birth to marriage and having children. They also have ancestral halls and family temples in Beijing.

There are even cemeteries.

At this moment, Xiao Zhu and his men were guarding the Wang family's ancestral temple scattered in the outskirts of the capital. It was hot, and he was already covered in sweat. "Manager Zhu, come out, come out."

After waiting for most of the day, they finally saw one person emerge from the Wang family ancestral temple, and the group was immediately filled with excitement.

As Wang Er walked out of the ancestral temple, humming a little tune, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and staggered. He tried to turn around to see what was happening, but then he fainted.

"Drag him over here," Xiao Zhuzi said hastily. "Tie him up."

In no time, Wang Er was tied up tightly.

After about an hour, the guard at the front reported, "Steward Zhu, Steward Zhu, two more have come out."

"Tie them up, quick, time is running out." Looking at the sun, which was already setting in the west, Xiao Zhu was extremely anxious. The princess had instructed him to send all the people in the Wang family temple into the city before dark.

He brought twenty soldiers with him this time. If he failed to complete the mission, he would have no choice but to return and ask the princess for punishment.

The soldiers were on their first mission, and they were both excited and nervous. The Prince's Mansion had promised them a place to go after their service, and they would also receive New Year's gifts for their parents every year. Their family was a military dependent, and most importantly, their military pay was three times higher than before. They used to be hungry and cold, but now they ate the best nutritious meals and wore the best armor. If they failed to complete the mission, they would be letting down the Princess.

With the men working together, they struck him twice with sticks, and he was knocked unconscious. They dragged him to the bushes, tied him up, and threw him to Wang Er's place.

"No good, at this rate we definitely won't be able to finish the task the princess assigned before dark. Here's what we'll do: you, you, and you, to the left, you, and you two to the right, set fire to the temple, but remember, don't actually burn it down." Xiao Zhuzi selected a few people to set the fire.

"You few take advantage of the chaos to tie up all the Wang family guards, the rest of you come with me to escort the women from the family temple back to the city."

"Yes." The soldiers were eager to show their skills. Now that the world was at peace and there was no war to fight, they had been itching to get started for a long time.

After giving the order, Xiao Zhuzi and his men hid in the shadows and waited for the signal. About half an hour later, thick smoke billowed from both sides of the Wang family temple.

At the same time, shouts of "Fire! Fire!" came from inside.

Xiao Zhu stood up, took out a black cloth, covered his face, and said, "Let's go."

Several men dressed in ordinary clothes and wearing masks kicked open the gate of the Wang family temple.

At Biyou Palace, in the Sanqing Temple, Zhao Shu slowly walked over, squatted down in front of the boy, and softly asked, "What's your name?"

It took the boy a lot of effort to adjust to the bright light coming in from outside. He lowered his hand, his eyes already stinging from the light and tears streaming down his face.

"I don't know." The boy stared blankly at Zhao Shu. This younger sister was really pretty, even prettier than her aunt.

"Don't you have a name?" Zhao Shu asked with a smile.

The boy shook his head. His aunt called him Anu, but he didn't know if Anu was his name, so he asked, "What is a name?"

“My name is A-Jun, what’s yours?” Zhao Shu reached out her hand to help him up.

The boy timidly reached out his hand, and Zhao Shu grabbed his hand and pulled him up. Because he had been imprisoned here for many years, his skin was frighteningly white, and his exposed arms had deep red marks, as if they had been made by whipping.

"My name is Anu," he said, though his speech was not very fluent. He was exceptionally intelligent.

He didn't like the name Anu. When he said it, his face flushed red, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand, the tattered sleeve conveniently concealing the red marks.

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Anu doesn't sound good. How about I give you a different name?"

The boy nodded in surprise, looking at Zhao Shu expectantly with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Name him Wang Jize, so that he may be blessed with good fortune and longevity." Zhao Shu revealed his future name, which was given to him by Wang Jiyang, who probably hoped that he would be blessed with great fortune.

Wang Jize nodded. Although he didn't know what Zhao Shu meant by those words, he instinctively liked them, unlike Anu, which sounded completely unpleasant to him.

"Princess." Even though Zhi Hai had weathered many storms in the deep palace over the years, he was still surprised that there was a boy in the Sanqing Temple.

Inside the Biyou Palace, guards lived outside the second wall and were not allowed to enter the inner wall. Inside, there were eunuchs and palace maids serving. How could there suddenly be a boy?

Zhihai was puzzled, Zhang Chu was furious. There was actually a boy in Biyou Palace. If word got out, where would the royal family's reputation be? The concubines were too audacious to do such a despicable thing.

Everyone's face turned deathly pale. If the Emperor found out, everyone in the palace would die!

Zhao Shu looked at Zhang Chu and said, "Lady Zhang, the Empress Dowager has granted permission for the Dowager Consort's family to enter the palace for a visit. Go and make the arrangements now. If the Wang and Yang families are too busy to attend to other matters, then so be it."

Zhihai and Zhang Chu didn't know why Zhao Shu would do this. Shouldn't they have covered it up immediately and gotten rid of the child?

Zhang Chu stood still, not daring to be careless as it concerned the royal family's reputation, and even less daring to listen to Zhao Shu's order to immediately issue an imperial decree to send someone into the palace to visit the Dowager Consort.

“In early spring, go to the Wang residence to find Lord Wang Jiyang and tell him that I have invited him to Biyou Palace.”

“Princess! You mustn’t do this!” Zhihai and Zhang Chu knelt down with a thud. “It would damage the royal family’s reputation, Princess! You mustn’t do this, you mustn’t do this!”

"Ms. Zhang, Eunuch Hai, please rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

As soon as Zhao Shugang finished speaking, Xiao Guozi brought over a woman in her thirties. "Princess, the Dowager Princess wanted to jump into the well, but this servant stopped her."

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