Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"My lord!" Concubine Di glared at Defang, who sighed again. At this moment, Nan Gongwen walked in with Wei Xu, who looked at Defang and Concubine Di.

"Father, mother, why is my brother crying?"

Defang squatted down, "He is disobedient, father spanked him."

"Why is my brother disobedient?"

Defang picked up Wei Xu, "Why are you disobedient, my Xu'er is good, let's go, my father will take you to ride a horse."

The weeping Weixian turned his face away when he heard the horse riding, and said vaguely, "Riding the horse... riding the horse..."

Defang looked at Weixian, "If you are disobedient, you will still ride a horse. Believe it or not, your father will still beat you."

Weixian cried even louder when she heard that, Defang saw that Concubine Di was about to get angry, and hurriedly hugged Weixu out of the study room, Nangongwen looked at it and asked, "Ma'am, what's going on? Why did the prince hit the second prince?" "

Concubine Di told Nangong Wen about the matter, and Nangong Wen cupped her hands, "Madam, the villain has shown the eldest prince the imperial calendar and failed to put it away properly. This is all the villain's fault."

"Nangong, it's all right now, it's just an imperial calendar, as long as outsiders don't know about it."

"Yes" Nangong Wen took a look at Weixian, "Second Prince, the villain will make an apology to you."

Wei Xian rubbed his eyes, but still only said two words, "Riding a horse... riding a horse..."

As soon as Defang brought Weixu to the stable, the goalkeeper ran over, "My lord! The third division is here!"

"Third Division? What's the matter?"

"It's an order to Baili."

Defang looked at Baili, "It's so fast, Baili, let's go and get the dispatch order."

Defang brought Baili to the front of the mansion, watched him receive the dispatch order and the chief manager's hat, Baili put it on, kowtowed to Defang and Concubine Di in the main hall, and then walked outside the hall. Standing at the bottom of the steps, the steward clasped his hands and saluted Baili, "See Chief Manager Baili!" Baili bowed his hands and saluted with a smile on his face.

Early the next morning, Defang got up to go to court early, and Baili dressed him. Defang looked at him, "Baili, you are the chief executive, let someone else take care of you."

"That can't be done, the young one will serve the prince for the rest of his life, Baili can't worry about others."

"Hehehe, yes, I am not used to it without you."

Defang entered the palace in a sedan chair, got out of the sedan chair and looked at Baili, "What's wrong with you?"

"My lord..." Baili clutched his stomach, "Little one... I'm a little upset..."

"Tummy trouble? What did you eat?"

"Maybe I drank cold water..."

"If you don't drink hot tea or cold water, you won't have a stomachache. When you go back, I will have someone make some rock tea for you. Just drink it."

"My lord, that's tribute tea, small...not worthy of drinking..."

"Stomach hurts and you still talk so much." Defang suddenly leaned closer and listened. "What's the sound? Squeaky"

"There is no sound, there is no sound, ouch! My lord... the little one is dying, it hurts..."

"Then you go to the toilet as soon as possible, and the king can go to the imperial court by himself."

"Thank you, my lord... Whoops..." Baili trotted to the latrine, and after facing down, Baili bent over to follow Defang, and Defang looked at him, "Does it still hurt?"

"A little more..."

"I still have to go back, can you?"

"Okay, okay, the small ones can persevere."

"It's different when you become the chief executive, hehehe." Defang returned to the mansion, sat in the main hall and talked with Concubine Di, and the goalkeeper ran in. "My lord, the prince from the palace is here."