Pick a Prince and Get Rich

This night, everyone is tossing and turning, of course, there are also particularly sweet sleep, such as chef Wan.

After washing, Ning Silian was lying on the couch, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep. Listening to the beat outside, she sat up from the couch and looked at the night sky, thinking about what Ji Ruchang was doing and whether everything was going well.

Guluo City, Kyoto of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Ji Rusheng takes Ji Ruchang to the gate of the palace of Peking, gets out of the carriage, and looks up at the top of the red lacquer gate with him. The three words "Peking mansion" come into their eyes.

"How long has it been?" Ji Rusheng asked, bending his lips.

"Ten years!" Ji Ruchang said coldly that since he was a sensible man, he spent the other ten years in the military camp, except for living in the palace of Peking for three years.

Ji Rusheng, who was standing beside him, had a complicated look in his eyes. He could not help but ask in a soft voice, "did you ever blame your father?"

Blame him? What is he to blame? Who let oneself be born to gram dead own mother imperial concubine, also almost let now the prince didn't have the chance of birth. Ji Ruchang smiles bitterly and shakes his head. After all, he doesn't speak.

"Lord, fourth prince, let's go in!" Yuan Heng side of the first station in jiruchang next to the road.

Looking at the solemn Beiping palace, there were no groups of servants and maids to greet it. On the contrary, it was very quiet. The mansion seemed magnificent, but it was lifeless.

"It's late, so I won't go in. Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up and go to the morning court together." Ji Rusheng patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Ji Ruchang nodded without expression, and watched the carriage go away. Then she took a look at the palace of Peking.

It was a middle-aged man with a long beard and a green shirt who came out to greet him. When he saw Ji Ruchang coming back, his face showed joy and disbelief.

"Lord, you are really back. The fourth Prince didn't cheat his subordinates!" The housekeeper saluted Ji Ruchang. Although the attitude is very respectful, it is not humble.

Ji Ruchang nodded and helped him up. "Steward mu, how is everything in the house?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. Everything is fine." With that, he reaches out his hand and asks Ji Ruchang and Yuan Heng to speak together.

Yuan Heng follows them and looks at Mu Qingfeng. It's a gift.

Moving to the front hall, Mu Qingfeng poured tea for Ji Ruchang, and then reported to him about the situation in the house: "Lord, since you left, the original slaves in the house have almost gone. My subordinates thought that it's better to let them go than to keep them to make trouble."

"Well, who are the rest?" Ji Ruchang looks at several figures kneeling outside the door and asks.

"Some of them have no place to go, others are rewarded by the emperor and the empress. It's hard for them to drive away, so..." Mu Qingfeng whispered in his ear with his head down.

Ji Ruchang smelled the speech and raised his mouth slightly. No wonder those people dared to look at themselves so blatantly: "steward mu, if you want to come back to our king, you will soon be known by the whole Eastern Zhou Dynasty. I'm afraid you need more care in the future."

Mu Qingfeng didn't know the meaning of his words. He arched his hand and said, "I will do my best."

"Well." Ji Ruchang looks tired.

Seeing this, Mu Qingfeng immediately said to him, "my Lord, my subordinates have sorted out the pine forest courtyard. Why don't you go and have a rest?"

"Well, those people don't have to care. The news of Wang's return to Beijing needs to be spread through their mouths." There is a cold light in my eyes.

"Yes, I understand." Mu Qingfeng waved to signal those people to withdraw, and then accompanied Ji Ruchang back to the pine forest courtyard.