The ministers begged me to ascend the throne

Chapter 527 About to return to Beijing
As soon as he returned to the Han Palace, the housekeeper told Zhao Yao that there was a letter from the capital and he also sent some things.

Zhao Yao looked surprised: "Snacks? When did you deliver them?" How could his mother-in-law send him snacks, and she wasn't afraid that the snacks would go bad when they were delivered to the Marsh Mansion?

The butler replied: "It was just delivered yesterday."

"Can we still eat it?" It would take five or six days at the fastest to get from the capital to Marsh Mansion. Yesterday, we had another day. It has already been seven or eight days. The snacks must have gone bad a long time ago.

"Your Highness, the snacks were chilled when they were delivered. Yesterday, I put the snacks in the ice pan. They should not be spoiled." The butler asked, "Your Highness, do you want to eat now? If you want to eat, I will have them put away." Warm up the snacks.”

Zhao Yao also missed the snacks made by Liang Bin, "Okay, let me warm them up."

"Yes, Your Highness." The butler said again, "Your Highness, the bath water has been prepared for you."

"Is the second uncle also ready?"

"get ready."

"Okay, I'll take a shower first."

By the time Zhao Yao came out of the shower, the snacks were already hot.

Looking at the plates of snacks brought by the butler, Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows slightly: "This style doesn't seem to be made by the mother-in-law."

Tongxi looked carefully at the plates of snacks on the table and didn't see any difference.

"Your Highness, after all, these plates of snacks have been stored for many days. For the sake of safety, I'd better eat one piece first. Wait until I'm fine after eating, and then you can eat." Tongxi was worried that Zhao Yao would have diarrhea after eating these plates of snacks. .

"It's not broken. Besides, I'm not that delicate." After Zhao Yao finished speaking, he picked up a piece of snack, which was an osmanthus cake. It was sweet in the mouth, but not very sweet. "This is not made by my concubine." Although the taste of this snack is very similar to that made by my concubine, it is still a little different, and the heat is different.

As the most famous gourmet in the capital, Zhao Yao has a very sensitive tongue and can taste the ingredients and cooking methods of his food.

"Ah, if it wasn't done by the empress, then who did it?"

Zhao Yao asked Tong Xi to pick up a piece of snack and eat it. After Tongxi finished eating, he felt that it was no different from what Liang Bi made.

"Your Highness, this is what the empress did."

"No, go and bring me the letter."

The housekeeper took out the letter from the capital, handed it to Zhao Yao, and then left.

Zhao Yao opened the letter and looked at it, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Tongxi saw that Zhao Yao's expression was wrong, and asked with concern: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"This letter was not written by my father, nor my mother and concubine." The handwriting on the envelope just now belonged to the emperor, but the letter was not written by the emperor. Zhao Yao was full of doubts in his heart, which woman his father asked him to write. "My father actually asked another woman to write to me. What the hell." Has the mother-in-law fallen out of favor?

"Ah, wasn't it written by Concubine Liang?" The emperor actually asked another woman to write a letter to His Highness. Could it be Concubine Ying?

Zhao Yao suppressed his surprise and continued reading the letter. Although I don’t know whose handwriting it belongs to, the tone in the letter is indeed that of my father.

After reading the letter, Zhao Yao knew who wrote the letter and who made the snacks.

Seeing Zhao Yao's complicated expression, Tongxi thought that there was something important written in the letter, so he hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, has something bad happened?"

"Father asked me to rush back to the capital before the Chinese New Year."

"Going back to the capital?" Tongxi's face suddenly turned frightened, "Your Highness, something happened in the capital?"

"That's not true. Father said that it's time for me to get married next year. He asked me to go back early and start preparing for the wedding next year." Zhao Yao shook the letter in his hand and said, "This letter is written by my future princess. She did it too." It seems that his future princess is very satisfied with her father, otherwise he would not let her write letters and make snacks.

"Princess?" Tongxi said with surprise on his face, "Your Highness, the emperor has found a princess for you. Which girl is the princess from?"

"The letter didn't say that."

"Your Highness, the Emperor is finally going to grant you a marriage." Tong Xi felt very happy when he thought that Zhao Yao would get married next year. "The emperor has not told you the identity of the future princess now. He probably wants to give you a surprise."

Zhao Yao complained in his heart that it was indeed a surprise, and it was also very big.

"Your Highness, are you curious about the future princess?" Tongxi winked at Zhao Yao ambiguously, "Do you want to know whether the future princess is beautiful or not?"

Zhao Yao rolled his eyes at Tong Xi, who had a gossipy face, "I'm not curious, and I don't want to know."

"Your Highness, you can't help but be curious. Have you ever said that your future princess must be beautiful?"

"Even if I'm not beautiful, I can't refuse marriage." He knew more or less about his future princess. To be honest, he was a little worried, worried that she had been taught too rigidly, that everything was centered on him, and that she had no self at all. She shouldn't live for him, but she has been taught to live for him since she was a child.

"Your Highness, the Emperor asked you to return to Beijing before the Chinese New Year, so you will leave next month."

"What's the rush? There's still time to leave on the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month." Zhao Yao didn't want to return to Beijing so early.

"Your Highness, don't you go back early to see your empress?" Tongxi said, "My empress must miss you very much and want to see you as soon as possible."

"Okay, we'll leave at the beginning of next month. You go and prepare." He also missed his mother and concubine.

"My servant, go get ready now." After Tongxi saluted, he hurriedly left and prepared to return to Beijing.

Zhao Yao looked thoughtfully at the plates of snacks on the table, then picked up the snacks after a while and started eating slowly. The taste of these snacks is what he likes.

This is someone's intention, and he can never live up to it.

After finishing a plate of snacks, Zhao Yao went to the yard next door to find He Lianfang.

He Lianfang also finished bathing, with her hair spread loose, lying on the couch reading a book. Seeing Zhao Yao coming, he didn't get up.

Zhao Yao got on the couch and lay down opposite He Lianfang, "Father asked me to return to Beijing before the end of the year."

Hearing this, He Lianfang closed the book in her hand, sat up and looked at Zhao Yao.

"Return to Beijing before the end of the year?"

"Yes, let me go back to celebrate the New Year." Zhao Yao held his face with his right hand and said casually, "I plan to leave for Beijing next month. Second uncle, do you want to come with me?"

"No, I'll stay in the Marsh Mansion." He Lianfang asked, "The emperor has arranged a marriage for you. Which girl is it from?"

"Father didn't say anything in his letter." He Lianfang guessed that Zhao Yao's future princess would be from He Xiang's family. "When you return to Beijing this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back for a while."

"If everything goes well, I can come back after getting married." Zhao Yao said, frowning, "I'm afraid if it doesn't go well, I don't know when I can come back."

"Why, are you afraid that you will be entangled when you return to Beijing and will not be able to return to Marsh Mansion?"

"Uncle, you also know the situation in the capital. When I go back, I will be involved in it." Zhao Yao did not want to go back to the capital at this time, but he had to go back. "Apart from all that, based on the money I make, those people will not let me go easily. I am a piece of fat meat now, and everyone wants to take a bite of me."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Just act according to the situation."

He Lianfang pondered for a moment and said, "I'd better go back to Beijing with you."

"Ah, didn't you just say you wouldn't come back to Beijing with me? How could you change your mind?"

"You don't want me to go back to Beijing with you?"

"Second uncle, Marsh Mansion is our base camp. If I'm not here, you have to stay and watch, otherwise I won't worry." Zhao Yao said seriously, "What if we all leave and someone attacks our base camp? "

He Lianfang thought about it and thought so.

Marsh Mansion is very important. If they all leave, it will give those people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Then I'll stay."

"Second uncle, what I'm most worried about is King Han. You have to be more careful after I leave."

"I know it well."

Zhao Yao sat up, crossed his legs on the couch, wrinkled his face, and said bitterly: "When I go back, there will be a lot of trouble. Second uncle, do you think this marriage must happen?"

"What do you want to do without getting married?" After He Lianfang finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yao with strange eyes, "You are not interested in the relationship between men and women. Could it be that...?"

Zhao Yao glared at He Lianfang, "Second uncle, what are you thinking? Do I look like a good person like Long Yang?"

"It's not like that." There was no man around this kid.

"I just don't want to go back to Beijing, so I can't send someone to send the future princess to my place."

He Lianfang ignored Zhao Yao's words.

Zhao Yao continued, minding his own business: "My life may be in danger when I return to Beijing this time."

"With your intelligence, you can't die." He Lianfang glanced at Zhao Yao with a disgusted look, "Do you have anything else? Just get out and don't disturb my rest." He Lianfang has been floating on the sea these days, and He Lianfang's body is iron-clad. You will also feel tired. Besides, he's not in very good health.

Seeing He Lianfang's face looking a little haggard, Zhao Yao joked: "I told you not to go to sea with me, but you didn't listen. You must be tired now."

He Lianfang couldn't raise her foot to kick Zhao Yao, so she could only throw the book in her hand at him.

Zhao Yao easily caught the book flying towards his face, and he jumped down. Turning the book in his right hand, he said with a smile: "Second uncle, please rest. I won't have dinner with you tonight."

He added: "In the next few days, I will not be in the house. If you have something to do, send someone to Beishan to find me."

"What are you doing in Beishan?"

"Let Beishan make a batch of firecrackers, grenades, and explosives and bring them back to Beijing." Zhao Yao grinned and said, "If I don't bring these treasures for self-defense, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back." After saying that, he took the book. He gave it back to He Lianfang and skipped away.

He Lianfang picked up the book and covered her face, closed her eyes and rested.

Zhao Yao returned to his study and found the secret guard there, and asked: "Is the matter done?"

The secret guard replied respectfully: "It's done. The King of Korea will know about it in a few days."

"How's the situation going with King Dai?"

"The acting king already knows."

Zhao Yao asked again: "What action will King Dai take after learning about it?"

"Use the trick to your advantage."

"Hahahahahaha." Zhao Yao laughed and said, "King Han looked down on the king, but he didn't expect that the king was not really brainless." After saying that, he thought of Concubine Rong and asked, "Concubine Rong is really sick. Or fake illness?"

The secret guard replied respectfully: "It's really a serious illness."

"It's actually a real disease!" Zhao Yao was a little surprised. He originally thought that Concubine Rong was pretending to be ill in order to restore the title to Marquis Xuanping. "How could Concubine Rong fall ill when she was so good? Did the Queen do it?"

"It's not a queen, but a concubine."

Zhao Yao looked surprised: "Shu concubine?" This was something he didn't expect. "Why did she harm Concubine Rong? For revenge? But it was not Concubine Rong who killed her son."

"It's to allow King Dai to return to the capital."

"Why did she ask the king to return to the capital?" Her son was dead and the Anyang Palace was gone, so there was no need for her to get involved in the fight for the heir.

"I don't know."

Zhao Yao frowned and thought for a moment, then said after a moment: "Please investigate Shubin and see if she has any dealings with King Han?"

"Do you suspect that Concubine Shu is colluding with King Han?"

"Well, otherwise she wouldn't have made Concubine Rong seriously ill for no reason." Zhao Yao tapped his fingers on the table, "Let's check to see if she has any contact with the third princess of the Huns."

"Yes, Your Highness." The secret guard reported something more.

After the secret guard left, Zhao Yao sighed softly: "Oh, when I return to Beijing, I will definitely be sticky." He wanted to be a free prince, so why did everyone hinder him.

Annoying, really annoying.

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