The troublemaker in brown brocade clothes was taken away by the Dragon Guards, and the royal playboys came forward to pay their respects to Jiuzhu.
"I have met the princess. You and your highness are truly a perfect match made in heaven."
"That's right. We grew up with the prince, and this is the first time I've seen him help a woman get off a carriage."
Jiuzhu felt that this sentence sounded familiar. In the series of stories about the Overbearing Prince, the steward beside the Overbearing Prince seemed to have said something like "This is the first time the Prince has brought a woman back to the palace."
She whispered to Prince Chen: "Your Highness, do your friends also like to listen to stories about overbearing princes?"
Prince Chen: “…”
"You have done a great job on this matter." Prince Chen patted Yun Qirong on the shoulder and said, "When I see my father in the future, I will find an opportunity to commend you for your achievements."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yun Qirong and other royal dandies hurriedly thanked him: "We did all this because we listened to the prince's teachings. It's not worth mentioning."
On weekdays they play with cats and dogs, stroll on the streets, and don't have anything serious to do. Suddenly there was a group of scholars around, and they thanked them sincerely and were looked at with admiration. It felt pretty good.
"You gentlemen are truly amazing." Jiuzhu looked at these people with admiration. They were truly worthy of being His Highness' friends, doing so many good things.
"No, no, we are just following your Highness's footsteps." Yun Qirong knows how to speak well of the prince in front of the princess: "We used to act very absurdly, but later, under your Highness's guidance and persuasion, we got back on the right track."
Your Highness, if the princess finds out about your cricket and cockfighting in the future, you will have an excuse.
Several other royal playboys did not understand why Yun Qirong said that, but when they saw the satisfied smile on His Highness's face, they immediately understood and said that Yun Qirong was right. They could have the integrity and kindness they have today thanks to His Highness's patient persuasion.
A qualified royal playboy must know how to elevate his patrons and achieve the common goal of making everyone happy.
"Since you have done a good deed, you must finish it to the end." Prince Chen put his hands behind his back, "Visiting the orphanage and the shelter on weekdays are all good things to do."
If you don’t want to study, do some charity. Even if you don't have any talents in the future, you can still gain some good reputation.
Turning around and seeing Jiuzhu looking at him with admiration, he coughed dryly: "These are all things that have been bothering me since I was a kid. Don't take what they say seriously."
"Your Highness, there is no need to explain. I understand." Jiuzhu nodded slightly: "Although you are such a kind person, you like to keep a low profile."
"I don't like to be low-key." Prince Chen leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I like you."
"Your Highness." Jiuzhu touched his red ears and glared at him embarrassedly.
"Prince, it's time for us to go back." Seeing the prince and princess whispering to each other, Yun Qirong tactfully said goodbye to them with his other friends.
After the royal dandies left in a hurry, Jiuzhu suddenly remembered something: "Didn't you say that after your guards and companions got married, they gave their silver to your wife for safekeeping? Why did Yun Qirong have so much silver on him?"
"That's a good question." Prince Chen held her hand and said, "Of course it's because he doesn't have a wife yet."
"Oh..." Jiuzhu suddenly realized: "No wonder he didn't even blink when he gave people money." Even she felt a little distressed when she saw it.
Prince Chen had a complicated expression. Back then, he spent money so freely, until he was imprisoned in the palace by his father...
He turned his head and saw a familiar-looking man standing a few steps away: "Yu Jian, General Yu?"
Yu Jian knew that what Prince Chen wanted to ask was why it was you again.
"Your Highness." He stepped forward and saluted.
Prince Chen was wearing his regular clothes: "You are not working for the Jinwu Guard anymore?"
"Your Highness, I am taking a day off today." Yu Jian felt excited. His Highness cared so much about whether he worked in the Jinwu Guard. Could it be that he was planning to have him work in Prince Chen's Palace?
"Oh." Prince Chen responded, then turned and left taking Jiuzhu's hand.
Yu Jian looked at their backs, feeling confused. What did His Highness mean by "Oh"?
The Prince of Chen asked people to go back barefoot and would never give them the chance to wear shoes or socks.
A young man in brocade clothes walked barefoot on the street in the early spring weather, without riding a horse or taking a carriage, attracting countless onlookers. As if despising him wasn't embarrassing enough, the people in charge of supervising him would tell him what happened whenever anyone asked why.
The bully bullied the poor scholar. At the last moment, the righteous prince descended from the sky, saved the poor scholar and punished the bully. Isn't this a punishment of evil and promotion of good that countless people love to see?
In less than two hours, the news spread throughout the capital.
The atmosphere at a banquet hosted by some people was particularly solemn.
During this period of time, they tried every possible means to lure some royal dandies to the gate of Hongwen College, and finally waited for them to have a conflict, but the outcome was like this?
They wanted to stir up conflicts between poor students and the royal family, not to help Prince Chen and the group of royal playboys and raise their image in the eyes of scholars.
"I just can't figure it out. Why would that group of playboys suddenly buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones to send to Hongwen College?" A certain family head suddenly raised his head and looked at everyone: "Could it be that all this is a play performed by the Prince of Chen and the playboys?"
"You mean to say that there is a traitor among us?" Another family head frowned. "We are all close friends who have known each other for many years. Who could do such a thing?"
He still had great trust in the people present, but the fact that these facts were so coincidental made him suspect that the Prince of Chen seemed to have the help of gods.
"Brother Du, look at this matter..." He turned his head and looked at Du Qingke who was sitting in the corner without saying a word: "Could it be that he really has the help of gods?"
"You are the ones who arranged this. If you ask me, who else should I ask?" Du Qingke, with her long hair untied and her large outer robe tied loosely, snorted coldly, "Maybe he really has divine help."
"Brother Du, you are joking. If he really had the help of gods, he would not be just a prince until now." The head of the family said, "Your Majesty made Su the queen, but did not make him the crown prince, which shows that he is still not satisfied with him."
Before the Fourth Prince fell, many officials supported him, but countless memorials to the emperor ended up falling on deaf ears, without causing even a ripple.
After Su was canonized as the empress, some officials could not wait to flatter her and petitioned His Majesty to canonize Prince Chen as the crown prince. However, these petitions ultimately fell on deaf ears.
Du Qingke smiled with an ambiguous meaning. Emperor Longfeng was not dissatisfied with Prince Chen, but was a normal emperor who was nostalgic for the throne and envious and jealous of his young and strong son.
The more powerful a person is, the more he fears getting old.
This is human nature.
"Brother Du, after this incident, I'm afraid no playboy will dare to cause trouble at Hongwen College. What else can we do?"
"What can I do?" Du Qingke sighed, "I am just a useless person who is greedy for wine and women. You should figure out a solution on your own."
"Brother Du, Brother Du." Seeing him about to leave, everyone tried to stop him: "We agreed to come up with a plan together, how can you leave?"
"Didn't you say that the Prince of Chen is assisted by God? If that's the case, how else can we deal with him?" Du Qingke shook his sleeves: "Why don't you accept the reality as soon as possible and give up your dream of becoming an aristocratic family?"
"We were just joking just now, Brother Du, don't take it seriously." Among these declining families, except for the Du family which still has some status in the capital, the others only maintain superficial glory and do not have much say in the court.
"Li En, the three brothers of the Ming family, and more than half of the officials of the six ministries are not from aristocratic families. Especially the Ming family, relying on the reputation of being the top three in the family, how much limelight has it taken away from the Sun family?"
Du Qingke laughed and said, "The Sun family is also a noble family. Why don't you try to win over the Sun family?"
"This..." Several family heads looked at each other, having no confidence in winning over the Sun family.
The Sun family has always had some influence in the court, and they even married their daughter to the royal family. I'm afraid they are unwilling to join them.
"You can't even win over the Sun family, and you still want to restore the family?" Du Qingke seemed to be looking at a group of children telling jokes: "Everyone go back and think about it slowly. I will leave first."
"Du Qingke is too arrogant!"
"Just bear with it. Without him, our family will be in a much more difficult situation."
Everyone was silent. Would their lives be better with him?
"I have another idea." The head of the family who suspected that there was a traitor among them suddenly brightened up: "We can't attack Hongwen College anymore, and there are two places that no one would pay attention to on weekdays."
"where?"
"The orphanage and the shelter." The head of the family said, "The orphanage is full of disabled children abandoned by their parents. If someone were to find out that the officials there were mistreating the children, would that cause anger among the people?"
"That's impossible." Another family head shook his head. "After His Majesty ascended the throne, he sent a lot of money back to the orphanages in various states and counties every year. The person in charge is also changed every two or three years. Officials may come to inspect at any time. It is impossible for them to mistreat children."
"Even if he doesn't have it, we can still find a way to make him have it." He rubbed his fingers together: "Money makes the world go round."
In the afternoon, when she was feeling very sleepy, Jiuzhu walked towards Mingyue Palace with some small gadgets she had bought outside the palace.
Deep in the palace, countless palace maids and eunuchs watched her step back and make way for her to salute. Jiuzhu saw respect and...fear in their eyes.
This reminded her of the palace maid who fainted under a tree due to pain caused by being beaten by her master. She saw her next to Sun Caiyao a few days ago, and she should be living a much better life than before.
"Princess Chen." A group of people came over and saluted her.
"Lü Zhaoyi, Wei Zhaoyi." Jiuzhu recognized the two and returned the greeting as a junior. They are the biological mothers of Prince An and Prince Jing. Wei Zhaoyi's appearance can barely be considered pretty, but she looks dull when walking next to Lu Zhaoyi.
"Princess, are you also going to Mingyue Palace to pay respects to the Queen?" The way Concubine Lu smiled was somewhat similar to Prince An's: "If Princess doesn't mind, we can go together."
"You two ladies, please."
"I dare not." Wei Zhaoyi took a step back: "Princess, please go first."
Prince Chen is the Queen's legitimate son. Although he has not been canonized as the Crown Prince, his status is higher than that of the concubines.
The princess is like the prince. If they really dare to walk in front of Ming Jiuzhu, Mingyue Palace will definitely be unhappy.
"Let's stop pushing and shoving each other, and just go together." Lv Zhaoyi and Jiuzhu walked side by side: "Wei Zhaoyi has always been so old-fashioned, Princess, don't worry about it."
Jiuzhu looked at Wei Zhaoyi, who lowered her head and shoulders and insisted on staying half a step behind her. No wonder Prince Jing and Princess Jing were not talkative people. It turned out that they inherited from her.
Is this the reason why Your Majesty bestowed the title of Jing on the third prince?
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