Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"It's this time, why is he still stubborn?"

"Yes, but fortunately his matter was investigated by the supervisory censor, and he was reported to His Majesty to return his innocence, and His Majesty decreed to release him from prison. Years ago, His Majesty conquered the Northern Han Dynasty. He offered advice and advice, and His Majesty awarded him the chancellor of Dali Temple." , Judgment of Muzhou and Hezhou."

"Since it is a talent, it must have a bright future."

"But with his temperament, I don't know if he will cause trouble in the future."

"Upright people will inevitably have troubles, but they were fortunate to be officials in the Song Dynasty. If they were placed in the previous dynasty, not only themselves, but even their family members would be affected."

Defang looked at Concubine Di and nodded, "Ma'am is right, but the way to be an official is to be cautious in words and deeds."

The four of them chatted and laughed, finished their meal, walked along the Royal Street for a while, drank tea and listened to books in the tea house, and then returned to the mansion. Once they entered the main hall, the servant Huang Xiao ran over, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty"

"Well, where are the little princes?"

"Go back to the prince... in the... study..."

Defang looked at the waiter, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

"My lord...Your Highness, he...he..."

"Who? Xu'er?"

"No...the second prince..."

"Xian'er?"

The little waiter nodded, "My lord, you... go and have a look."

Defang and Concubine Di looked at each other, and hurried to the study room. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Weixian lying on the chair and fell asleep, so they walked over and slowly picked him up, patted him, and asked softly, "Xian'er, wake up." .”

Wei Xian frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, "Father..."

"Xian'er, what's wrong?"

"Sleepy..."

Defang pressed his face against Weixian's forehead, "It's not hot, Xian'er, do you have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt." Wei Xian shook his head and rubbed his eyes, "Father, ride a horse"

Defang looked at Concubine Di, then at the servant, "Isn't Xian'er all right? Why did you ask me to come and see?"

The servant Tao Lin next to him took a box and opened it, "My lord...look..."

Defang and Concubine Di looked into the box, only to see a box of torn papers, "What is this?" Defang reached out and picked up a half sheet and looked at it. She couldn't help being startled, and quickly flipped through the box, "What is it?" It will!"

Concubine Di looked at, "My lord, what is this?"

"Ma'am, take a look." Defang grabbed Concubine Di, who was shocked when she saw it, "My lord, this...is this the imperial calendar?"

"Yes, Huang Li, look at what it looks like." Defang looked at the servant, "What's going on! Why is the Huang Li being torn like this!"

Tao Lin knelt down, "My lord...today...today Mr. Nangong gave the eldest prince a lecture on "Four Seasons Crops Viewing". But they said that the eldest prince was going to practice boxing, and the second prince saw the imperial calendar on the table and said he wanted it, so...so the younger one hugged the second prince to a chair to watch...but...but the second prince didn't look at it much Eyes just... just torn..."

"Then why did you tear up both the old calendar and the new calendar! It's still like this!"

"Little one...the little one went to the toilet...just for a while, just for a while, when I come back..."

"This imperial calendar was bestowed by His Majesty, and each residence has only one copy. If news of the emperor's calendar being torn is spread, do you know what kind of trouble will happen! If you don't do it well, you will lose your head!"

"My lord! The little one is wrong! The little one is wrong!"