He was crazy, he killed people without blinking an eye, but he was indeed not a bad person who did a lot of evil. Even occasionally when he was interested, he would do good deeds. Otherwise, the original book would have been banned long ago, and it would not be possible to put it on the shelf for people to see.
Zong Luo’s mood was extremely complicated.
How could there be someone who would use such a price to exchange for the rebirth of a deadly opponent, how could there be such a person.
For the first time in his life, he wanted to rush out of the palace at all costs and ask Yu Beizhou clearly.
He forcibly drew his own luck, stood on the big formation, and drained the last drop of blood.
Paying so much, is it to really just want to kill him once with his own hands?
In the end, Zong Luo still didn’t go.
The days to come have returned to the ordinary daily life.
Staying in the palace ws not boring, except for drinking medicine three times a day, which was more diligent than in the prince’s mansion, all other treatments were top-notch.
It was unknown if it’s because someone was living in Yuchun Palace. Whatever new food the Imperial Kitchen made, they would send a portion to Yuchun Palace, feeding three times a day at a fixed point. The silver thread charcoal allocated by the Internal Affairs Department was all good, and there was no need to worry about it.
After the seven-day holiday of the New Year, the court resumed, and the officials also returned to their posts one after another.
Zong Luo arranged a not too big or small civil post for Gu Ziyuan at his request.
After the spring, the newly promoted officials have a reserved program of going out for a spring outing before taking office, with the intention of getting to know their colleagues and concentrate on explaining the rules.
The Baijia Banquet just passed, and almost half of the newly promoted officials were students from the Hundred Schools of Thought. This kind of opportunity to brush faces and win people’s hearts, Zong Chengsi and Zong Yongliu naturally would not miss it.
As for Zong Yuanwu, he also rushed over at the request of a large group of his own menkes.
As for Zong Luo, he once again couldn’t bear Gu Ziyuan’s enthusiastic invitation and came to join in the fun. Following Gu Ziyuan, there was Ye Linghan, who had not been seen for several days.
Seeing him, thinking of what Steward Liao said when he entered the palace a few days ago, Zong Luo frowned.
When Gu Ziyuan was discussing poetry with others, he turned and walked towards a secluded place.
From the moment he got off the carriage, Ye Linghan stood silently behind him, and naturally followed him closely at this moment.
When there was no one around, Zong Luo didn’t pave the way, but asked straightforwardly, “Have you been to Hualiu Street again recently?”
Ye Linghan raised his eyes in surprise.
Zong Luo didn’t know what to say, “You going there, do you still want to return to Wei Country?”
Recently, Great Yuan had withdrawn the troops at the end of the year, but Wei Country and Yu Country have been moving frequently, trying to seize this opportunity to prepare more. After all, no one knew who the Great Yuan would take the knife first after the spring equinox.
In Zong Luo’s view, the current situation was that Great Yuan’s flattening of the Central Plains was unstoppable, and even if Ye Linghan went back, he wouldn’t be able to directly control the power, and in the final analysis, was already powerless in turning the tides.
“No, it’s not.”
Ye Linghan’s lips moved a few times.
Does he still want to return to Wei Country? Naturally, he does. But after the last time, he had long given up this unrealistic wish.
“I am just a useless person, but I also want to help His Highness.”
He couldn’t just sit in the Third Prince’s Mansion. After thinking about it, his only value was to go to that kind of place and gather more information.
It’s not that Ye Linghan didn’t want to find another way out, but after that day, Bai Taining said a lot of vulgar things behind his back, causing his reputation to plummet. Now when he goes out, most people treat him with courtesy, not because of the face of the Wei Country’s crown prince, but because of the face of the Third Prince of Great Yuan.
Zong Luo sighed, “Why are you doing this?”
Ye Linghan’s identity was too special, even if he really wanted to give him something to do, it’s not easy to arrange.
Thanks to the blessing of Yu Beizhou these two days, Zong Luo now had no idea what to do with Ye Linghan. If it’s really like he guessed, Ye Linghan now showed signs of the previous life, following behind Yu Beizhou, and handling those dirty things.
Just as he was about to say something, there was a sudden rush of horse hooves from the side.
A girl dressed in Hu clothing, with a ponytail, holding a bow and arrow, and riding a horse came over, attracting the attention of almost everyone present.
Especially Zong Yongliu, who was just talking with people, immediately closed his folding fan when he saw this.
When she got close, she jumped off the horse, didn’t even look at Zong Yongliu, but glanced at Zong Luo in the distance.
Zong Luo suddenly felt a bit of a toothache.
This was the eldest granddaughter of the Tai Wei, who was held in the palm of his hand. Her surname was Shen, and her name was Xinyue.
Not only the students of the Baijia Banquet came to the spring outing, but also many young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families.
Shen Xinyue was very popular among them. Let’s not talk about the young masters, after all, no one dared to compete with the Sixth Prince, but the young ladies of the aristocratic families were responsive.
Sure enough, when several students proposed to compete, Shen Xinyue immediately led the horse forward and said, “This minister’s daughter, Shen Xinyue, has seen the Third Highness.”
