Zhao Shu never doubted the Empress Dowager and Prince Yong's love for her. Even though she was so willful and capricious in her previous life, she was still the Empress Dowager's most favored granddaughter.
Her father, Prince Yong, after being stripped of his title, refused to let anyone ask him for a single penny so that she could have a better life in the Gu family. In the end, he froze to death on the way to Ganzhou.
At that time, the Empress Dowager and Emperor Mingde had already passed away. The fourth prince, Zhao Bi, succeeded to the throne. Zhao Bi was the son of Consort Ning, née Gu. Consort Ning hated the Empress Dowager and Emperor Mingde so much that she would not let them have an easy time.
Looking back now, I realize that my foolish and favored self was probably the biggest stepping stone for the Gu family, making Consort Ning the Empress Dowager's favorite and allowing Gu Chongxuan to become the new top scholar.
Yes, it has been rumored for a long time that the young master of the Gu family was a top scholar in the imperial examination.
Thinking of everything that happened before she transmigrated, Zhao Shu clenched her fists and took a deep breath to barely suppress the overwhelming hatred in her heart. In any case, now was not the time.
Having finally managed to persuade Prince Yong to stop cooking personally, Zhao Shu seemed to have forgotten about the concubines as well. She then pestered Prince Yong to tell her stories every day. At first, Prince Yong hesitated; he hadn't considered the strict separation of men and women. He was thinking that if he told his daughter stories every day, would he still have time for cricket fighting? And what if he missed the chance to see the newly composed opera by the Peony Society?
However, since his daughter had finally become willing to be close to him, he couldn't let her down.
Thus, for the first time ever, the few playboys from the capital who were playing cricket fighting did not see Prince Yong, and the leader of the Peony Society also waited anxiously but did not see Prince Yong.
This is a big spender.
For three to five days in a row, Prince Yong racked his brains to find stories to tell Zhao Shu.
"Today, your father will tell you the story of Mu Aqiong leading the army." In the Shensong Courtyard, Prince Yong was serious and began to resemble a noble prince.
Zhao Shu immediately cooperated by looking at her father with an expression of reverence. After all, what men need most is the admiration of their wives and children.
Therefore, Prince Yong became even more serious.
"It is said that Mu Aqiong was born into a rough and uncultured family. She was skilled in martial arts, resourceful and brave. She fought against Yang Zongbao on the battlefield, captured Yang Baoqi alive, and married him. She fought alongside the Yang family generals to defend the country and made many military achievements..." She told the story in a trembling voice.
Zhao Shu listened with great interest. During her time in modern times, she had read many novels and watched many TV shows. The story of Mu Aqiong was similar to that of Mu Guiying taking command. She thought that although the history of Dayong was different from that of the 21st century, the characters were similar.
"Father, so women can lead armies too! Ah Jun wants to learn from Mu Aqiong and become a mighty general someday. Father, Father, let's go practice martial arts!"
She got up and tried to pull Prince Yong away. Prince Yong had no choice but to agree, but he couldn't really let his daughter associate with those warriors. "Where are you going to practice martial arts? A girl should be more demure."
"No way! Can Wenjing be the commander? Come on, come on! Ah Jun wants to be a great general. Father, let's go! Our guards will definitely know where we can practice martial arts." Zhao Shu rarely acted coquettishly towards Prince Yong. In the past, she usually greeted him coldly. But now, she had completely melted Prince Yong's heart.
Members of the imperial family and nobles of the rank of Prince Dayong and above can keep soldiers in their residences. Prince Yong's residence now has eight hundred soldiers, which is the highest configuration among princely residences. Other princely residences can only have a maximum of six hundred people, and some have only one hundred or a few dozen.
Household servants and government soldiers are different. When Zhao Shugang woke up, she did not bring government soldiers but household servants because she was afraid of being impeached by the censor. Some people are good at distorting the truth and can even call government soldiers private soldiers.
"Alright, but it's a deal, no more nonsense, understand?" Prince Yong tapped Zhao Shu's forehead, showing his utter doting affection.
Both Uncle Fu and Bi Qiao had tears in their eyes. The princess had really become sensible, willing to be close to the prince and no longer disliked him.
Accompanied by maids and servants, the father and daughter arrived at Yingwu Hall, where the soldiers of the garrison lived. There was a large training ground there, with rows of weapons placed on both sides. Groups of soldiers looked like wilted cabbages under the scorching sun, listless and dispirited.
The weapons on both sides were covered with a thick layer of dust.
Zhao Shu happily let go of Yong Wang's hand, ran to the row of weapons, her eyes shining, and with great effort, she took down a long spear.
Everyone was terrified. What if the little darling gets hurt? But Zhao Shu wouldn't let anyone help her.
When the guards saw their young princess suddenly run over and about to use her weapons, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Why was this little princess here?
Turning around, good heavens, the Prince has arrived too. This is the first time the Prince has come here since the manor was built...
"Princess, put it down quickly, it's so dirty." The observant Bi Qiao noticed that the clothes Zhao Shuxin had made were stained black in a large area.
Weapons are the lifeblood of soldiers, yet the weapons in the Yongwang Mansion's training ground were covered in a thick layer of dust.
Where is Commander Wei?
The guards, who bowed their heads and dared not utter a sound, were taken aback and secretly thought, "This is bad. How does the princess know about Commander Wei?"
Zhao Shu glanced at the soldiers standing in three rows. Having lived a second life, her ability to read people had improved. The soldiers looked apprehensive, but they weren't really afraid.
That's right. Neither the king nor they come to the training grounds often, and they've never used the palace guards. They figured the prince and princess would get tired of it and leave, and they just needed to endure it for a while.
"The princess is asking you questions. Where is Commander Wei?" Uncle Fu asked coldly.
Uncle Fu was fat, like Maitreya Buddha, and even though his voice was cold, it had little effect.
However, being the head steward, a soldier who appeared to be a centurion stepped forward from the group of guards and said, "Your Highness, Princess, the third concubine of Commander Wei is about to give birth today, and Commander Wei has gone home."
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