He had personally heard Consort Hao making a scene in Fengxin Palace, so why would he give her a pleasant look?
Upon hearing the princess's command, Tang Gang and Wu Feng immediately entered and dragged Liao Yuan out. Before leaving, Zhao Shu waved goodbye, saying, "Master, I look forward to seeing you again." (Next time we meet, I'll still keep you locked up!)
After Liaoyuan left, Prince Yong finished writing a letter, blew the ink off it, and said to Zhao Shu, "It's fine if you act like this at home, but don't do it outside. A woman should be chaste, quiet, and virtuous. It's not easy for our Lady's reputation to finally improve. We must cherish our reputation and not give anyone the opportunity to slander you. Do you understand?"
Zhao Shu opened her mouth wide. Her father meant that it was okay to be willful and capricious, but she shouldn't let anyone know. Was that alright?
Prince Yong patted her head. "Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood. The highest good is like water, and great wisdom appears as foolishness." Zhao Shu immediately stood up straight and saluted.
Bi Qiao listened from the side. The highest virtue is like water, and great wisdom appears as foolishness. These eight words can be interpreted in such a way. Only this father and daughter... She couldn't find any beautiful words to describe her feelings at this moment. There were only two words - reasonable.
Zhao Shu pretended to be ingratiating, took the letter from Prince Yong's hand, and put it in her bosom. "Ajun, please deliver this letter to Father. Now, Father, please do me a favor."
"What is it? Tell me." He naturally had to readily agree to his daughter's request, since she rarely asked him for anything.
Zhao Shu dismissed everyone around him. With such solemnity, Prince Yong also showed a serious expression. After touring the country, he felt a greater sense of responsibility and was no longer as indifferent as before. Although he was still extremely reluctant to attend court, it did not mean that he had no sense of responsibility towards the country, the people, and the nation.
We've gone off on a tangent.
"What is it? Is it about Liaoyuan? Don't be afraid, Ajun. Your father will not let Liaoyuan hurt you," Prince Yong said firmly.
Zhao Shu smiled and nodded with emotion, "I understand, Father, but what A-Jun wants to talk about today is not about Liao Yuan, but about Song Tianhe."
"Song Tianhe's matter?" He was startled and asked Zhao Shu seriously, "Tell your father, what do you know? Did Jiang Yue do anything to you?"
"Father, you might be worried that A-Jun might have done something to Jiang Yue. Don't worry, she can't do anything to A-Jun. Father, A-Jun has a way to make Jiang Yue reveal Song Tianhe's hiding place herself." Zhao Shu didn't want to lie to Prince Yong. She only had one father, and it would be extremely unwise to only think about protecting him with her own abilities. To become strong, not only must she herself be strong, but those around her must also become strong; this is the best protection.
After all, it's not the god-like opponents you should fear, but the pig-like teammates.
Therefore, the first step was to let her father know her aspirations, so that everyone could work together to do everything well in the future.
Prince Yong, pleased with himself, patted Zhao Shu's head proudly, "My princess is intelligent, but does A-Jun have any good ideas?"
"Father, do you know about a medicine called 'Heavenly Lady'? I've been reading medical books lately when I have nothing to do, and Physician Peng has also given me a lot of guidance on medical principles. Now I'm quite knowledgeable about pharmacology. People say I'm a female Gan Luo (a legendary Chinese physician). Ah, I'm getting off-topic. I plan to use the Heavenly Lady's ...
Prince Yong shook his head and chuckled, "Only you could come up with such a trick."
Zhao Shu blushed slightly and said with an embarrassed smile, "Someone told me this, I didn't come up with it myself. I guess I'm just repeating what others have said."
"No matter what, as long as it's useful, your father will paint one for you, even though my painting skills are not very good..."
This... Zhao Shu also felt quite troubled. Prince Yong had been a ridiculous prince for too long, and his former beautiful handwriting was long gone. It was not something that could be picked up again overnight.
She thought for a moment, then said to Bi Qiao outside the door, "Go and invite Miss Sun here."
"Does Ah Jun want me to describe what Song Tianhe looks like, and then have Miss Sun draw him?" He was somewhat skeptical. Sun Yun was only half a child, and although she was older than Zhao Shunian, she had not yet reached the age of marriage.
Zhao Shu nodded, "Father, don't underestimate A-Yun. Her skills in playing the zither and painting are excellent, far surpassing even A-Jun's."
“Don’t underestimate yourself. She’s older, so she’ll naturally know more than you.” Prince Yong strongly disapproved of Zhao Shu’s modesty.
Other people's wives are always better, but your own children are always the best.
Before long, Sun Yun was invited over. She was prepared to see Prince Yong, but since she regarded Zhao Shu as a close friend and Prince Yong as an elder, she did not cover her face with a veil. Upon entering the room, she curtsied and greeted the Prince.
“You are Ah Jun’s little sister, you can call me Uncle.” Prince Yong is much younger than Sun Yun’s father.
Sun Yun didn't stand on ceremony and curtsied again, calling him "Uncle." Originally, she wanted to call him Uncle Zhao, but the pronunciation sounded like calling him Zhao Shu, so that was definitely not acceptable. She also wanted to call him Uncle Hou, since the name of Prince Yong was Zhao Chonghou, but that sounded awful. After thinking it over, she was left with only one character: Prince Yong's courtesy name was Huai Le, but that was hard to pronounce.
A single title stumped the aloof and cold Sun Yun.
Prince Yong was extremely hospitable. Sun Yun was Zhao Shu's first friend. He said kindly, "I heard from A-Jun that the Sixth Miss has superb painting skills. I specially invited the Sixth Miss to come and paint a picture."
Sun Yun looked at Prince Yong. This man before her had received the worship of thousands of people just a few days ago. How majestic he was! To be honest, Prince Yong was extremely handsome. She had only caught a glimpse of him from afar before. At that time, Prince Yong was extremely decadent. She never expected that after only a few months, he would be like a completely different person. He was like a different person altogether. The mature and steady aura that only a mature man could have on him was something that none of the uncles in the Sun family could match. If she had to find someone who could match Prince Yong, it would be Wei Caitao of the Wei family, who was known as the Xu Gong of the North City. However, Wei Caitao was much older than Prince Yong. He was too old.
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