"It's a turbulent time now, but you're still unpredictable. Are you happy if you really want to piss off your mother's old bones?" Aunt Zhao's face turned red. While she was pacing back and forth in the room, she kept scolding Ling Yao who was kneeling on the ground.

Ling Yao changed her former domineering behavior and knelt on the ground, with a sob thrusting out of her nose: "Okay, I can't blame me all. Who would have thought that Wu Zhen would come like this?"

"Who could have thought?" Aunt Zhao snorted coldly: "You didn't expect too many things. Why, everything is your stumbling block?"

Ling Yao expressed her urgency, moved her knees on the ground a few steps, and grabbed the corner of Aunt Zhao's skirt: "Are you still afraid of Wu Zhen's variables as long as you dance in front of the Queen Mother?"

"Do you know too?" Aunt Zhao helped Ling Yao up from the ground and sighed: "This time was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you happened to such a scandal. He wouldn't agree to just talk about your father."

Ling Yao shook her head unwillingly: "Mom and dad are both husband and wife after all. A couple is kind to each other for a hundred days. As long as my mother asks for it, she will not be afraid that dad will not be soft-hearted."

Aunt Zhao turned her head and covered the loneliness in her expression: "The fate of our mother and daughter in the rest of their lives will be tied to you." The Marquis treated her with a few pounds of affection, and her heart was actually like a mirror. If she hadn't used some methods back then, she wouldn't have been able to marry the Marquis' Mansion even if she had sharpened her head.

"When Yao'er reaches it, her mother's status in the mansion will naturally rise." Ling Yao could hear that she agreed and hurriedly went up to comfort Aunt Zhao.

Outside the study of Marquis Pingyang, Aunt Zhao looked disappointed: "The Marquis is not in the study?" She finally mustered up the courage, could she have a vain trip?

The servant calculated the time and replied: "The Marquis often stayed in the prince's study recently, and he only returned at the hour of Hai."

Aunt Zhao waved his hand and said, "You go busy." It was only half an hour away from the hour of Hai. The iron was going to be hot. How could Aunt Zhao drag it until the next day? She dispersed the maids who came and stayed alone outside the study. When they met, they had to cry, make a fuss, and hang themselves, so that the servants could not let the jokes.

In Ling Jue's study, the four words "As Akie Like Orchid" were written in one go, and they were hung on the snow-white walls and complemented the poems and songs on the bookshelf. This is the handwriting of the current emperor and given to Ling Jue by the emperor. Ling Jue himself also likes this kind of grand atmosphere that is vividly written on paper, so he found someone to carefully frame it.

"Secret Guard?" Pingyang Hou rubbed his stiff neck: "How could Your Majesty suddenly remember to organize a secret Guard? Isn't there an imperial guard in the palace?" Shortly after he ascended the throne, His Majesty made so many moves. His previous drastic implementation of the new policy has probably already aroused some people's dissatisfaction.

Ling Jue held a book in his hand, and then raised his head from the book after hearing this: "A horse and horse can travel thousands of miles a day, and it is better to catch mice than to crocodiles. It is a special skill. The crocodile is plucked at night, and the hair is snatched, and the hair is snatched, and the day is glaring and the hills are not seen, which is a special nature."

"It seems that the secret guard matter, Your Majesty only told you to listen to it." The Marquis of Pingyang nodded thoughtfully.

This was originally a sentence in the article "Autumn Water", which talked about the strengths of things and their own strengths and adapted to the world. There should be no difference between high and low. However, when cited by Ling Jue, it can be seen that whether it is the Imperial Guard or even the Su family who returned from Beisheng, each performs its own duties and can certainly protect the country, but it is easy to lose power, and it is not a situation that is completely unscathed. The emperor was born suspicious, and it is reasonable for His Majesty to organize a secret guard that belongs directly to him now.

"Your Majesty is rare to trust you so much, but you must also understand the principle of being with your king as a tiger." Pingyang Hou stood up and wanted to leave, and he wanted to say something many times but stopped. After thinking about it, it would be better to just click.

"Je'er understands." Ling Jue put the booklet on the table and was about to send his father away.

Pingyang Hou supported his hands on the table, and his eyes deliberately swept over the book that Ling Jue put down. The colorful covers on the book that were framed so clearly stimulated the vision. When he looked closely, it was "Strange Talks". He felt his temples jumping a few times. Seeing Jue'er's serious look, he thought it was "Zhuangzi", but he didn't expect it to be an idle book.

"Je'er, your books in this room." Pingyang Hou was embarrassed to ask: "Why are there no one..."

Ling Jue chuckled and picked up the book "Strange Talks" that he had not finished reading and read it casually for a few moments: "The way to govern the country should be learned by Your Majesty, and the people's hearts should be stabilized. As for the books that ministers should read, Jue'er puts it in his mind."

Pingyang Hou smiled embarrassedly and said, "Since that's the case, we must also judge the situation by cultivating sentiment."

It was past the hour of Hai, and the Marquis of Pingyang came towards his own study surrounded by several personal soldiers. He saw Aunt Zhao's figure from afar. He waved his hand and signaled to retreat left and right.

"Mr. Marquis!" Aunt Zhao's joy was beyond words: "I have seen Marquis."

"Since you are here, why not send someone to spread it?" But it was just a symbolic question.

Aunt Zhao smiled so hard that her eyebrows were even more bent. It was rare that the Marquis was so kind to her: "Isn't this thinking about the Marquis and the Prince talking late at night, how can I disturb me as a woman?"

After climbing to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble, Pingyang Hou frowned and avoided Aunt Zhao's hand that she took the opportunity to take: "If you have something, just tell me, is it for Yao'er?" She can make her wait here late at night, and not make a fuss, but it is probably just for Yao'er.

Aunt Zhao lowered her head and walked into the study room, not daring to sit down, but still stood upright. Her flattering smile seemed to be unable to change the flattering taste: "Wu Zhen is a ignorant junior, but how could Yao'er ruin her bright future for such an ignorant person?"

Marquis Pingyang leaned on the back of the chair and flipped over the memorials on the table. He knew that he was not as good as the women in the deep courtyard. At least he was busy with things of sesame size. He had enough government affairs and things, so he couldn't have time to go home: "The Queen Mother is approaching, and Yao'er is still at the forefront of the storm, so there is no need to go."

Aunt Zhao's eyebrows immediately stood up, and there was no trace of her virtuous appearance just now: "Don't the Marquis think it's very biased to do this?"

"Precise?" Pingyang Hou threw the memorial in his hand fiercely: "Zhao, you and I could have been peaceful, but you have caused troubles and blamed me for being unfair?" He took a deep breath, as if he was enduring his anger: "Get out for me."

Aunt Zhao is just a tiger made of paper. After being drunk by Marquis Pingyang, she would not dare to say anything.

"Isn't going out yet?" Pingyang Hou's anger had not yet disappeared, but he was gradually growing.

"When Yao'er reaches it, my mother's status in the mansion will naturally rise." Aunt Zhao missed Ling Yao's words, and immediately made a decision, ready to use her trump card.
Chapter completed!