“Just in time, the skilled physician medical sage will enter the palace in two days. I have not seen this colleague yet but I have been fascinated by him for a long time. If he enters the palace, not bad, we can have an earnest discussion about His Highness’s condition.”
The old imperial physician rambled on, and finally seemed to have remembered something, “Oh, that’s right! General Mu has been waiting for a long time, today’s treatment is over as well. Your Highness should go as soon as possible.”
Zong Luo nodded.
As long as the medical sage comes, he can control the time it takes for his eyes to regain vision. Otherwise, if acupuncture needles are applied a few times, I’m afraid the acupoint tapping will become useless.
As soon as he walked out of the Imperial Medical Courtyard, Mu Yuanlong, who was standing by, cupped his fists and saluted. “Your Highness.”
Two days ago, Zong Luo made an appointment with Mu Yuanlong to meet in the palace today.
“Let’s go.”
Entering the palace today, he had to take Zong Ruichen out.
It’s just that Zong Luo promised last time to Zong Ruichen to let him go to Xuanqi to gain experience for a period of time, thus he called for Mu Yuanlong as well to make proper arrangements.
As soon as they arrived at the Cold Palace, Zong Ruichen, who had already packed his luggage, trotted over. “Third brother!”
Seeing his excited look, Zong Luo knew that he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, then he touched his head. “Finished packing everything?”
“Mhmm.”
“Then let’s go.”
Just after taking two steps, Zong Luo remembered Emperor Yuan’s instructions, as a result, he could only ask Mu Yuanlong to take Zong Ruichen to visit the Xuan Cavalry military camp, and then turned around and went to Zhang Palace.
It didn’t snow today, and the fiery red sunset hung in the west, with continuous fiery red clouds stacked together.
The entrance of Zhang Palace was completely silent, and from a distance, one could only see the eunuchs standing by.
As soon as the prince in white stepped into the palace, Emperor Yuan, who was reviewing a memorial, stopped writing, “Here?” (TL: “You’re here?” or “You’ve arrived?”)
Zong Luo thought for a while and still reported the matter of taking away Zong Ruichen.
“Suit yourself.”
As expected. Emperor Yuan said nonchalantly, “You are now the eldest brother, you’re in charge of these things, why still report to Zhen?”
He did not hide his indifference towards Zong Ruichen at all, and was not even willing to ask more questions.
While he was a father, he was also the ruler of the country and the supreme sovereign of the world. Except for his favorite heir, the other princes were more like just there to make up the numbers.
“Come early in three days, don’t let Zhen invite you.”
The floor lamp was lit in the Zhang Palace, which made Emperor Yuan’s cold and stern face look a little more tired.
Zong Luo responded in a low voice and slowly withdrew.
Yuan Jia accepted the order and sent the Third Prince from Zhang Palace to the palace gate as usual.
On the way, he vaguely reminded, “Third Highness, His Majesty’s birthday will be in a few days. Last year, it was unable to be organized, this year, orders were given and this old slave is working overtime to prepare. At that time, a palace banquet will be held in the palace at night, you must remember to come.”
Although His Majesty did not give special orders, people like them, who were servants, couldn’t refrain from mentioning it.
Zong Luo hesitated and said, “Isn’t that not very good.”
Although he was now living in the Third Prince’s Mansion, he had not yet regained his identity publicly.
The invitations to the palace banquet were all court officials, royal family members, concubines in the palace, young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families. The rest of the people who didn’t have the appropriate status were not eligible to enter.
“Your Highness, what are you saying?” Yuan Jia said, “If you don’t come, His Majesty will complain. This old slave really can’t afford it.”
This is quite true. Zong Luo thought of Emperor Yuan’s recent uncertain and unpredictable temper, and thought that it would be better to attend the banquet. After all, it was a belated celebration, no matter how one looked at it.
It’s just that the birthday gift…..
Zong Luo returned to his mansion, touched Zhao Yebai’s head, and took it to the stable for a meal.
Zhao Yebai had a very demanding appetite, and ordinary horse grass couldn’t satisfy it at all. It wouldn’t even give a sniff to the grains and forage provided by the palace and only eat the specially prepared food at the mansion.
After returning to the study, Zong Luo asked his servants to call Steward Liao and asked, “Are there any recently acquired precious medicinal materials or exquisite objects in the warehouse?”
When Steward Liao heard this, he brought the record book and read it to Zong Luo with his head lowered.
Although he was not favored on the surface, there was never a shortage of good things in the Third Prince’s Mansion.
After a victorious battle, the rewards given should only be more and not less. Even after Zong Luo’s apparent fake death and escape, the things that were originally posthumously sealed were not sealed into the imperial tomb for burial, but rather placed in the mansion.
Furthermore, the mansion did not support idle individuals, and he had not taken any consorts or concubines, thus the daily expenses and expenditures were not too significant. Upon closer examination, the collection of rewards was quite substantial.
“That’s all, put it in a brocade box.”
Zong Luo glanced down and picked out some decent things.
For example, a ten thousand year old ginseng obtained from unknown sources in a certain year. Although a bit lacking in novelty, it was definitely enough to be given away.
After Steward Liao left with the record book, Zong Luo sat back on the ground and rubbed his temples.
The unfinished piece of Shenlong Jade, he is not going to give away.
Anyhow, there’s nothing wrong with giving anything, just deal with it like this ah, it doesn’t matter anymore.
Soon, someone knocked on the door again.
“Enter.”
This time, the one who came in was the reporting little servant.
He whispered, “Your Highness, Young Master Ye is requesting for an audience.”
This Young Master Ye is also really stubborn.
Has suffered such a serious injury last night, but as soon as waking up today, clamored to see His Highness. The servants said that His Highness had entered the palace, but he still didn’t believe it, thus he stood upright in front of the mansion for a long time, then fainted again, only regaining consciousness now.
Zong Luo couldn’t understand why Ye Linghan insisted on seeing him.
Nevertheless… just see.
Thank you very much for the update!
Can’t wait to see their meeting!
You’re welcome. Yup, same too. Wish we could get YB’s POV in the later chapters, even just a little bit. Hehe
Aw that gift for the emperor…