Even though the eldest princess Zhaoyang criticized Emperor Xingyuan's intuition, deep down she didn't hope that Xin Mu was the biological son of her brother and sister-in-law.

 People are always more likely to believe in expected results.

"Xin Mu is at the Hanlin Academy, I'll go see him."

 “The emperor’s sister wants to see her, so I summoned him into the palace.”

 It just so happened that he was preparing to summon him.

“He will definitely feel restrained when he enters the palace, and it’s hard to see his true temperament.” Princess Zhaoyang declined politely.

Emperor Xingyuan thought it made sense and had no choice but to agree.

 “Brother, does your mother still not know?”

Emperor Xingyuan's face straightened: "I have ordered you to go down. If anyone can't keep his mouth shut in front of his mother, he will not be leniently spared."

Princess Zhaoyang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

 After leaving the palace gate, Princess Zhaoyang went straight to the Hanlin Academy.

At this time, in the Hanlin Academy, Xie Zhangyuan was entertaining Meng Jiji.

The two of them had been officials in the same court for many years and had a good relationship. Xie Zhangyuan asked directly: "Brother Ziyan, are you also here to see Xin Taizhao?"

Meng Jijiu touched his beard and denied: "Brother Huaiping misunderstood, I came here to borrow the history book about the Mohe Incident in the previous dynasty. The Imperial College will publish a book recently, and I have some doubts about a record in the book, and I want to compare the two. Ichiban.”

 Xie Chengan, courtesy name Huaiping.

“I see. I misunderstood Brother Ziyan.”

“Ahem.” Meng Jijiu coughed lightly, “Is the Xin Daizhao that Brother Huaiping mentioned someone famous?”

Xie Zhangyuan smiled: "That's not the case. Brother Ziyan, let me take you to the bookstore."

“Ahem, I heard that Mr. Songling is here. If you drop by, you can say hello.”

Xie Zhangyuan’s lips twitched and he said helplessly: “Come with me.”

I have been pretending for a long time, but I am not here for Xin Daizhao.

It’s no wonder that Zhang Yuan Xie had already guessed the purpose of Meng Jijiu’s visit. This morning, there were several people coming to see Xin Taizhao under various pretexts.

 Xie Zhangyuan directly brought Meng Jijiu to the imperial edict waiting hall.

 The Great Xia Dynasty was different from the previous dynasty. The waiting hall was divided into east and west halls. In the east hall, there are six people to be ordered to be responsible for proofreading Zhang Shu, literature and history. The people in the west hall are mixed, there are paintings waiting for imperial edicts, chess games waiting for imperial edicts, poems waiting for imperial edicts, divination waiting for imperial edicts, etc., and there is also the book Xin You waiting for imperial edicts.

Compared with the seriousness and busyness of the East Hall, those waiting for orders in the West Hall are extremely leisurely, and they are quite a bit glaring.

 “I am waiting for the imperial edict, and I will look for it in the hospital.”

Xinyou got up and walked out.

As soon as she left, the expressions on the faces of those who were awaiting orders became a little complicated.

 They also have extremely high attainments in a certain skill and have gained great reputation among the people. I was once selected to be the imperial edict in high spirits, thinking that one day I would be favored by the emperor and have unlimited glory.

I never thought that it would be great to see the emperor once a year!

The emperor can't play chess, doesn't know how to paint, is lazy to listen to words, and doesn't believe much in divination.

I thought it was Qingyun Road with a shortcut, but I didn’t expect it to be a hellish difficulty.

"Xin Daizhao is different from us." Ci Daizhao sighed and composed a poem.

Hooking up three copper coins for divination and waiting for an edict, he muttered something.

 Chess Waiting for Zhao Close your eyes and play chess with yourself in your mind.

Xinyou walked out of the waiting room and breathed lightly.

 Her colleagues don’t seem to be normal.

Seeing Zhang Yuan Xie and Meng Jijiu standing side by side with him, Xin You walked over and saluted: "Zhang Yuan is looking for me?"

 “Xin Daizhao, this is Meng Jijiu.”

 “I’ve seen the Lord Jijiu.”

 “There is no need to be polite to the imperial edict. I came to the Hanlin Academy to do business. I heard that Mr. Songling was here, so I came to visit you.”

“Master Jiejiu has disgraced Xiaguan. Xiaguan is young and has little learning. He just wrote the story of Mr. Songling.”

Meng Jijiu looked at Xie Zhangyuan, who nodded slightly. Meng Jijiu laughed: "Xin Daizhao did a great good deed by not letting these wonderful stories be buried."

He paused for a moment and stared at Xin You: "Mr. Songling, did Xin Daizhao hear these stories from the late empress?"

"yes."

　　　　　　　　　　

 Xie Zhangyuan coughed lightly.

Meng Jijiu swallowed what he was about to say, and the topic turned back to Mr. Song Ling. After chatting for a while, he and Xie Zhangyuan left the edict-waiting hall.

“Brother Ziyan, now is the calm before the storm, so you should be more cautious.”

Meng Jijiu fell silent.

The storm that caused the collapse of Guchangbo Mansion, the death of Concubine Shu, and the imprisonment of King Qing has not yet completely ended. The emperor has sent people to Wanyang to carry the coffin of the late empress northward. When the coffin of the late empress arrives in the capital, there will inevitably be a war of words between the monarch and his ministers, and one mistake will cause another **** storm.

No matter how much credit the late queen had, it can be said that it was unprecedented for the majestic mother of a country to leave the palace. When the late empress's coffin returns to Beijing, will it be buried in the imperial mausoleum in the empress' name, or will it be buried elsewhere?

If it is the former, it means that the emperor and the court still recognize the title of the former queen. Under this premise, once the queen's son appears, there is the possibility of becoming the heir apparent. And if it's the latter, this possibility is eliminated.

 This matter is obviously about whether or not the identity of Queen Xin is recognized, but it is fundamentally about the inheritance of the crown prince.

Meng Jijiu was prepared to fight with those who jumped out to oppose him.

At this moment, the messenger came to report that Princess Zhaoyang was here.

Xie Zhangyuan and Meng Jijiu looked at each other and smiled helplessly: "It seems that they are looking for trouble again."

As soon as Xinyou returned to the imperial edict hall, he was called out again.

 “Which one is it this time?”

 “That sounds like Princess Zhaoyang.”

Divination Dai Zhao knocked on the tortoise shell, and the chess board in his mind was messed up.

The mentality of several people waiting for the imperial edict is a bit broken.

 “I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess.”

"No need to be polite." Princess Zhaoyang hurriedly asked Xin You to stand up and looked at her carefully.

 Not like the emperor's brother, nor like the emperor's sister-in-law.

Princess Zhaoyang’s first reaction was this, and she was inevitably a little disappointed.

  Could it be that he is really just an adopted son?

 Then looking at the young man's calm demeanor, Princess Zhaoyang laughed.

 Even if they are not parents and children, so what?

This child was raised personally by my sister-in-law. Even though he is not related by blood, he is the continuation of his sister-in-law in thought.

Thinking of the late Queen Xin, Princess Zhaoyang's eyes lit up: "I heard from the emperor that you are the adopted son of the emperor's sister-in-law, so you can call me aunt."

 Xie Zhangyuan's face changed slightly.

Princess Zhaoyang showed her support for Xin Daizhao.

Princess Zhaoyang did intend this.

She learned the lesson from Miss Kou and knew that if you want to protect someone, the clearer your attitude, the better.

 “Your Highness, Princess Xie, is so kind, but—”

Princess Zhaoyang interrupted Xinyou's refusal: "If the emperor's sister-in-law is angry with the emperor's brother, is she also angry with me?"

“No, my mother mentioned Her Royal Highness to me many times and said that we have a deep friendship with you.”

"That's it. Since the emperor's sister-in-law recognizes me as her sister, why don't you call me aunt?"

Xinyou stopped pulling and held her hands in greeting: "My nephew has met my aunt."

Princess Zhaoyang smiled and said, "When you come to the Princess's mansion, you can meet your cousins."

"yes."

  Xinyou returned to the edict-waiting hall again and found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

 (End of this chapter)