Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 354 Value
Not long after Yao Shanzhi left, Yun Hao came back. Zhao Wangshu didn't mention it to him. She already knew that he disobeyed the emperor's order for her.

At night, I thanked him physically, um, with my hands.

Although he didn't really eat any meat, Yun Hao was so excited that he had finally found the dew after a long drought. He hugged the person in his arms and kept calling softly: "Wangshu, madam, be good."

"I'm so tired. It's time to go to bed. Don't make any noise." Zhao Wangshu said softly.

"Okay, sleep, let's sleep." Yun Hao closed his eyes contentedly and had a good night's sleep.

Yun Hao didn't want to go to the south of the Yangtze River to transport grain. There were many people who wanted to go, so Prince Xianli took the lead in asking for help. "Father, I would like to go to the south of the Yangtze River to transport grain back to the capital to alleviate the food shortage in the city."

But the emperor did not agree, "The road south of the Yangtze River is long and transporting grain and grass is not easy. You are still inexperienced, so let someone with more experience do it."

Prince Xianli did not believe a word of this sentence. He knew that the emperor was on guard against him and was unwilling to give him a chance to make meritorious deeds.

After Prince Zuo and Prince Bao learned about his failed return, Prince Zuo was so interested that he did not go to the palace to find the emperor, but Prince Bao wanted to test the emperor.

The emperor had always doted on him and once told Concubine Jing that if he wanted to make him the prince, he wanted to know if the emperor had changed his mind.

With such thoughts in mind, Prince Baojun stepped into the imperial study. After saluting, he said: "Father, I heard that the transportation of grain and grass to the south of the Yangtze River has not yet been settled. I would like to go to the south of the Yangtze River to share my father's worries."

The emperor put down the memorial in his hand and glanced at him lightly, "I am very pleased that you have this intention. However, the road to the south of the Yangtze River is long and the situation is complicated. I am worried that you are young and energetic and will not be able to cope with the difficulties on the way."

When King Baojun heard this, his heart tightened. He knew that the emperor was politely rejecting him, but he did not want to give up, so he continued: "Father, although my son is young, he has also gone out with the army and has some experience."

"What's more, I have always been eager to relieve my father's worries and contribute to the court. Please give me a chance." Prince Baojun said in a sincere tone.

When the emperor heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little moved by Prince Baojun's words.

He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Since you are so insistent, I will give you a chance. However, you must promise me that you must act carefully on the way and not act rashly."

When King Baojun heard this, he felt happy and said hurriedly: "My son, I will obey the decree and act carefully to live up to my father's expectations."

The emperor nodded and said: "Okay, then I will order you to be the imperial minister and go to the south of the Yangtze River to supervise the transportation of grain and grass. I will send a team of elite guards to accompany you to ensure your safety."

After hearing the emperor's arrangement, King Baojun said gratefully: "Thank you, father, for your kindness. I will definitely live up to my trust and transport the grain and grass back to the capital smoothly."

"Go ahead, I believe you can do this well." The emperor waved his hand, signaling Prince Baojun to step back.

Prince Baojun bowed, exited the imperial study, and left quickly, his face full of joy. His father's heart had not changed, and he still preferred him to be the crown prince.

He didn't notice the coldness in the eyes of the man sitting on the dragon chair at all.

The emperor appointed Prince Bao as an imperial minister to supervise the transportation of grain and grass to the south of the Yangtze River, which made Prince Xianli and Prince Zuo extremely jealous.

Especially Prince Xianli, who had been rejected earlier. He was filled with dissatisfaction, "Why?"

"Pah!" He slammed the cup in his hand to the ground, raised his head and shouted again, "Why?"

As a prince, he considered himself no worse than Prince Baojun, but his father never saw his efforts.
Although the emperor's decision had been made, he could only accept it no matter how unwilling he was, but his jealousy and hostility towards Prince Bao became increasingly intense.

He discussed with his staff, "We cannot allow Lao Ba to successfully transport food back."

"Prince, we can set up some obstacles on the road that Prince Bao must pass, such as flash floods, mudslides and other natural disasters." An aide suggested. Prince Xianli frowned after hearing this, "Although this method is good, it is not easy to implement and the risk is too great. And I just want to get rid of Lao Ba and transport the grain back to the capital under another name for me. Used."

He did not intend to take action when Prince Baojun was on his way to Jiangnan. He wanted to take action when Prince Baojun returned from transporting grain.

"We can create an accident, get rid of Prince Baojun, and smuggle away the food and grass." An aide came up with an idea.

Prince Xianli nodded with satisfaction, this idea was exactly what he wanted.

Not only did he prevent King Baojun from returning to the capital alive, but he also wanted all the food to fall into his hands, "arrange manpower and find out his route."

"Fake robbers, used to create false impressions and confuse the public."

While Prince Xianli was discussing with his staff, Prince Bao was saying goodbye to Qin Youzi, "I'm going to the south of the Yangtze River to transport grain, and the princess will have to work hard in the palace."

Qin Youzi gently stroked the back of Prince Baojun's hand, her eyes full of worry, "Your Majesty has a long way to go, so you must be careful and bring more guards with you."

Prince Baojun looked at the worry in her eyes, held Qin Youzi's hand, and said, "Princess, I will come back as soon as possible. You should take good care of yourself in the palace, and don't let me worry."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will wait for your safe return at the mansion." Qin Youzi couldn't rest assured when she thought about Prince Baojun's trip to Jiangling last time.

The couple talked for a while, and Qin Youzi took stock of the luggage packed by the maid before going to bed to rest.

The next day, Prince Baojun, escorted by a group of guards, left the capital for Jiangnan.

In order to show their brotherly love, Prince Xianli and Prince Zuo came to the city gate to see him off. "Seventh brother, have a good journey."

Prince Baojun bowed his hands and thanked him, "Thank you so much, Third Brother and Sixth Brother. You two brothers are very considerate."

He knew that they were just showing up, and sincerely, they didn't want him to go well.

Prince Xianli stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, pretending to be concerned and said: "Fourth brother, it's a long way to the south of the Yangtze River. You must be careful and don't be careless."

"Thank you, Third Brother, for reminding me, I will be careful." Prince Baojun responded with a smile.

Prince Zuo also said hypocritically: "Seventh brother, the scenery in Jiangnan is picturesque, don't just enjoy it, don't forget your mission."

Prince Baojun knew very well that although the two brothers were friendly on the surface, they were secretly waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

He smiled calmly and said, "Sixth brother, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

After the three brothers expressed their false feelings, King Baojun got on his horse and drove away.

Watching Prince Bao's motorcade drive away, Prince Zuo deliberately said: "The seventh brother is more valued by my father."

Xianlijun snorted, "Sixth brother, why should you laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps?"

After saying this, he ignored Prince Zuo, got on the carriage, and told the driver, "Go back to the house."

Prince Zuo raised his lips and sneered, and said to himself: "There is still a difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps."