Chapter 894 Tokens
Lian Xin doesn't know now whether Mr. Gu is a good match for the girl. From this point of view, Mr. Gu doesn't have much affection for the girl.

I'm afraid it's because of Mrs. Liang that I have to marry the girl.Lian Xin felt a little tangled in her heart, and her face wrinkled into a bitter face.

The next day, Prince Jing frowned looking at the gloomy weather outside.

"My lord! I'm afraid it's going to rain today!" Xiao Chengzi straightened his sleeves for Prince Jing, his movements were a little hesitant.

"Well! Prepare the carriage for the king, the king is going to enter the palace."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chengzi hurriedly persuaded: "My lord! The weather is gloomy right now, and it might rain, so it's not as good as you."

"Don't talk too much!" Prince Jing waved his hand and interrupted Xiao Chengzi very impatiently.

"Yes!" Xiao Chengzi knew the prince's temperament, felt that it would be useless to say more, so he could only bow down and say yes.

"Master! It looks like it's going to rain outside, and your body is just getting better. Why don't you go later."

Looking at the sky outside, Ning frowned, and persuaded Liang Zhirui who was changing clothes.

Liang Zhirui paused, then shook his head, "No, it's better to go sooner rather than later."

Then he took out a wooden sign from his pocket, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

He took a deep breath, after so many years, it finally came into use today.

He thought that this token would not be used in the future, after all, how could a bad old man who has retired from office need this token?
Liang Zhirui sighed, if the son-in-law stood firm back then, how good would it be?The two daughters have no brothers to rely on, and they have resigned from office again. Don't the daughters have to be manipulated by their in-laws?
If she had a son-in-law, the eldest girl would not have left so soon.With a brother to rely on, does the Duke of Zhenguo dare to treat his eldest girl like this?

But it's no wonder the old wife, the son's early death also has a reason.Including the death of the eldest daughter, I have an inescapable responsibility.

"Master! Do you think we can get things done this time?"

Ning's face is sad, so many years have passed, how much love does the emperor have for the master?

Ning's words pulled Liang Zhirui back from the abyss of memories, seeing the sad face of his old wife, Liang Zhirui felt guilty.

If it weren't for my upright temper, I don't know how to adapt.

Don't talk about calling the wind and rain in the court at this moment, but it won't let the Zhen Guo government despise him and the old lady.

Jinyu was right, the opportunity was won by herself.Seeking wealth and wealth, Jinyu's temperament is more decisive than herself.

"When the old man asked to resign, the emperor once said that as long as there is any difficulty, just go to him with this token. Although so many years have passed, it is not too difficult for the old man to ask for it. The capital is full. With Sister Xian as a girl from an aristocratic family, Prince Jing has many choices."

Liang Zhirui held his old wife's shoulders and said a few words of relief, and solemnly placed the token on his chest.

"Besides, our sister Xian is only 13 years old, and he, Prince Jing, is 22. The age difference is too big, can he wait for sister Xian and Ji? There are so many marriageable girls in the capital, he doesn't need to keep staring at our sister Xian Don't let it go. According to the old man, there are several girls of the right age in the Zhen Guogong's mansion alone."

Liang Zhirui asked Ning Shi to tidy up his clothes, after all, he was going to meet the saint, so he couldn't be inappropriate before the saint, right?

"I hope so!" Ning Shi forced a smile and echoed.

In fact, both she and Liang Zhirui knew in their hearts that Prince Jing wanted to marry Miss Xian partly because of the power of the Duke of Zhenguo and its influence in the capital.

But the biggest reason was because of Gu Chengyu, as long as he married Sister Xian, wouldn't Gu Chengyu become the King Jing's party?Even if you want to escape, you can't escape.

Therefore, Sister Xian's marriage was still implicated by Gu Chengyu.

"Okay, don't think about it. Since Jinyu has agreed and sister Xian has no objection, it's better to settle this matter as soon as possible, so that we can feel more at ease. I guess it's time to go to court. Let Guanshi Liang prepare the chariots and horses for me."

Looking at the gloomy weather outside the window, Liang Zhirui only felt a sense of suffocation.

I thought I was quite sure in my heart, but suddenly I was a little uncertain.

Outside the imperial study room, Xiao Chengzi put down the paper umbrella propped above his head.After shaking off the water droplets on the umbrella surface, I stood aside respectfully and waited.

"Slave sees Prince Jing!" Xiao Quanzi, who was guarding outside the imperial study room, saw that it was Prince Jing who came, and hurriedly saluted.

At the same time, he was also wondering that it was rare for Prince Jing to come to the imperial study.I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today to bring this one here.

And it's still such a ghostly weather, which is really strange!

"Hmm! Father is free right now? Please let me know, Eunuch Quan."

On Prince Jing's pale face, there was a warm and friendly smile, which made people look amiable.

"Then, my lord, I will report to you later, this servant."

Xiao Quanzi didn't hesitate, although the emperor is reviewing the memorial at the moment, but Prince Jing is here, the emperor can always spare time to see him, right?
"Your Majesty! It's Prince Jing who is here." Xiao Quanzi quickly walked a few steps, entered the imperial study, and took a quick look at the emperor who was concentrating on approving the memorial.

The ink pen in the emperor's hand paused, and then he said without raising his head, "Let him in!"

"I respectfully invite my father, the Emperor, to be safe!"

"Pingshen!" The emperor put down the vermilion pen in his hand, and glanced at the fourth child who was kneeling in front of him, feeling very complicated in his heart.

"You haven't come to the court for a few days, but you feel unwell again? Yesterday you called the imperial physician to your house to check your pulse, but you kicked him out. What do you want?"

The emperor was a little helpless, and there was a hint of anger in his tone when he said this.He resented that the fourth child didn't take care of his body, and the imperial doctor's orders were often ignored.

Hearing the emperor's unfriendly tone, Prince Jing quietly clenched his hands in his sleeves.

He thought that he could get used to his father's dislike for him, and he could remain unmoved.

But facing the attitude of his father, he can still easily arouse the anger and sadness in his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly and told himself not to get angry. After all these years, haven't he gotten used to it?
Is it possible that I still have expectations for my father?No!This is absolutely impossible.

"I still understand my own body. It has been so many years, and the imperial physician is still at a loss. Every time I prescribe medicine, it is some medicine that nourishes qi and blood. It is bitter and astringent, and it is useless to drink it."

The emperor frowned when he heard the words, "If those imperial physicians are useless, then how did you survive until now? The imperial physician also said that your health is better, and after a few more years of recuperation, you may be able to recover."

The emperor couldn't understand Prince Jing's negative attitude very much, and his tone was more aggressive than before.

King Jing saw that the emperor was impatient, so he stopped talking.He just twitched the corners of his mouth and responded with silence.

Seeing this, De'an also sighed in his heart. Could it be that the emperor is very concerned about Prince Jing, but every time the two of them broke up unhappy.

(End of this chapter)

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