The people in Fengdu stood on both sides of the road to watch His Royal Highness the Wing King return with his army. The team entered from the east gate. The one riding on horseback at the front of the team was the Wing King. His Royal Highness the Wing King was a dragon among men. The boys in the city looked at the Wing King and whispered to each other.
An ordinary carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the Wing King's team had already passed by. The people who got off the carriage stood beside the carriage. Fang Ziye saw the tail of the team and knew that the man was in front.
"Master, the master has passed by." Ershun stomped his feet, and they came out a step slower, and the team had passed by. From his angle, he couldn't see the master's expression clearly. He was afraid that the master would be unhappy because he couldn't see the master. He hurriedly comforted the master, "Master, after the master goes to the palace to see the emperor, he will come to see you. Master, we just need to wait for the master to come."
Hearing the words of the little slave, Fang Ziye smiled. It was good to know that the man had returned. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he felt relieved to know that the man had returned. At this time, the little guy in his belly seemed to know that his father had returned. He stretched out his little feet and kicked his belly with all his strength. The hand on his belly touched and comforted the little guy inside. The smile on his face became more genuine.
"Let's go, let's go back." Fang Ziye retracted his gaze, turned around and got on the carriage. The slave boy beside him hurried to help his master up, and the guard who was acting as the driver also helped the slave boy who climbed onto the carriage. The carriages at the entrance of the alley came and went, and the people on both sides of the street also dispersed.
The disaster victims outside Fengdu City were all settled. The court distributed rice and grain every day, and the high officials and wealthy families in the city also donated rice and grain to these disaster victims, finally allowing the people to get through the most difficult time.
The emperor appointed two princes to jointly handle this disaster relief. Feng Lingyun was responsible for the resettlement of the people near Fengdu City. From the current point of view, His Royal Highness Prince Yun also did a good job in this task.
Feng Lingxiao led the team to deal with disaster situations in various places, and the provincial governments and government offices cooperated with the court in disaster relief. However, they did not take the lives of the people lightly. His Royal Highness Prince Yi also chopped off the heads of several officials during this trip. His father would not blame him for this.
Feng Lingxiao encountered many things along the way, and it was not as easy as it seemed. However, if he could not handle such a small matter, he, Feng Lingxiao, would not be alive today.
After receiving the news that Feng Lingxiao was coming back and was heading to the palace, Feng Lingrui showed anger in his eyes. It was a pity that Feng Lingxiao came back alive this time! It was unknown when he would have such a good opportunity again.
"Let's go to the palace." Feng Lingrui led his people to the palace.
Even Feng Lingcheng, who heard that his fourth brother had returned, led his people to the palace.
It was not just a coincidence or intentional that several princes met in the palace. Feng Lingcheng and Feng Lingrui naturally disliked each other, but this time, the two of them did not fight to the death as soon as they met. As soon as their eyes met, they looked away.
Feng Lingxiao, who had not changed out of his military uniform, still had a fierce aura on him. His tall figure made him half a head taller than others among his brothers. He just stood there, and he was the one who could not be ignored.
"Fourth brother, you've worked hard on this trip." Feng Lingyun always had a smile on his face. He had never heard of any discord between him and his brothers. Even Feng Lingrui, who had the worst temper, had a good relationship with his second brother.
Among the princes, the only one who could handle the relationship between brothers so well was Prince Yun.
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, and that's exactly what Feng Lingyun is like.
Feng Lingxiao was not a talkative person, and he just nodded to his second brother. A deep and cold gaze swept over him, and the words Feng Lingcheng wanted to say were stuck in his throat. He had an embarrassed look on his face, and he even forgot what he was going to say.
In this awkward atmosphere, several people walked to the door of Yu's study.
"Your Highnesses, His Majesty is waiting for you inside." The old palace attendant waited outside on purpose. When he saw the princes coming together, he smiled and made a gesture of invitation, inviting the princes to come in.
Emperor Yongkang sat on the upper seat in Yu's study. The Eighth Prince entered the palace and was also here.
"Your son pays homage to the emperor."
"I have seen the Eighth Prince."
Several princes said in unison, and saluted the emperor and the Eighth Prince.
"Everyone, get up." Emperor Yongkang looked sick. He had been ill since the eleventh prince left, and his health was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Hearing that his princes had done a good job in disaster relief, he was very happy and energetic.
If his princes could live up to his reputation and let him hand over the country to him, he would not have to worry about it. Even when he was sick, he dragged his body to deal with the affairs of the court and worried about whether the people lived a good life.
This time, the two princes did such a good job in disaster relief, which made him very happy.
"Sit down." Waving his hand to let the princes standing in front of him sit down, Emperor Yongkang's eyes swept over the eldest prince in the front, and he was disappointed with the eldest prince in his heart. "
Thank you, father." After thanking him, the princes sat down one by one according to their seniority.
Emperor Yongkang looked at the fourth prince who had returned from abroad. Among all his sons, the fourth prince looked the most like him. There was a soft light in his eyes. Thinking of the gentle and beautiful person back then, he felt that he had let down the father and son for so many years.
He agreed to the marriage between his fourth son and the son of Prime Minister Liang. He also had his own selfish motives and wanted to make up for this son. Now this son did not disappoint him after all. If this son was the eldest, he might not have such a headache today. The position of the crown prince could not be decided for a long time, and it was unknown which prince would be able to hand over the country of Feng Dynasty.
"Fourth son, tell your father about your trip out, how the people are doing, and the people below..." Emperor Yongkang asked about his fourth son's trip out for disaster relief and how the people were doing.
Feng Lingxiao, who was called out by name, answered in a proper manner, telling his father about the situation of this snowstorm, and did not miss out on the actions of some officials below.
"These people must be severely punished!" Emperor Yongkang slammed the table and said angrily.
Feng Lingxiao lowered his eyelids, with no expression on his face, and reported the matter truthfully to the emperor. Although the person sitting above was his father, he was also the one who controlled the world and the lives and deaths of all people.
Emperor Yongkang praised his second and fourth sons, and asked the fifth and seventh sons to learn from their two elder brothers. As for the eldest prince, he did not criticize him, but his face was not very good when facing his eldest son. The greater his expectations for this eldest son, the greater his disappointment.
As if sensing what his father was thinking, Feng Lingcheng lowered his head in shame.
"Yes, I will definitely learn from my two elder brothers." Even though Feng Lingrui was unwilling, he did not dare to act rashly in front of his father. If this little thing was given to him, he would be able to do it well, he thought in his heart.
Feng Linglan winked at his fourth brother and smiled with a mouthful of white teeth.
"Okay, you guys go back first, we can talk about it tomorrow morning." After a while, Emperor Yongkang was also tired, and waved his hand to let his sons go back, "Old Eight, you stay, I have something to say to you."
"Yes." The Eighth Prince on the side responded. After
the princes paid their respects, they left.
It was unknown what their father had said to their uncle, and the princes who left were all guessing in their hearts.
Nothing could be seen on Feng Lingxiao's face. Feng Lingyun walked side by side with his fourth brother. Feng Lingyun turned his head and said to his fourth brother with a smile, "Fourth brother, you must be tired after the journey back. Go back to the mansion first, take a shower, change clothes, and have a good rest. I'm sure you've been away for so long, and the princess in your mansion must be missing you."
"The princess in your mansion is about to give birth, right? When the time comes, you must tell your second brother. I have prepared the gifts for my nephew, and I am just waiting for him to be born so that I can deliver the gifts in person."
"Yes, second brother, if you hadn't told me, I almost forgot about it." When Feng Linglan heard that his fourth brother's son was about to be born and he didn't even prepare any gifts, he anxiously thought about what to give to his unborn nephew.
What Feng Lingxiao thought of in his mind was not the prince in his Yiwang Mansion, but the single person in the small courtyard. He thanked his second brother verbally, and let his seventh brother, who was worried about what to give to his unborn nephew, continue to worry.
There were carriages waiting outside the palace gate, and several princes got on their respective carriages to pick them up.
As soon as he got on the carriage, Feng Lingxiao closed his eyes, and his mind was full of thoughts about that person, wondering if she had been waiting for him to come back.
The carriage had to go back to Yiwang Mansion first.
It was almost the New Year, and Yiwang Mansion was decorated with lights and colors, and everything was well maintained. Although the several old maids following Princess Yi were a little harsh, it must be admitted that they helped the princess to keep the house in order.
As soon as she heard that her husband was back, Liang Xijun wanted to go out to pick up her husband.
"Oh, Princess, it's so cold today, how can you go outside in your current state?" The old maids who served her naturally put their master's health first. She was about to give birth, and it was so cold outside, how could she go outside? What if she got frozen?
But in the end, they couldn't resist their master, so they had to help her change into thick clothes before letting her go out.
After dressing up, Liang Xijun was not very satisfied with herself in the mirror. Now that he was pregnant, he had gained a lot of weight, and his figure was naturally not as good as before, but when he thought of the child in his belly, he smiled.
Knowing that these women who had watched him grow up were good to him, he smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go out, don't let the prince's carriage come back."
"Yes"