Chapter 398 This King is Just Joking

Chapter 398 This King is Just Joking

The rosy clouds embellish the sun and the moon, the towering mountains are majestic and majestic, and the embroidered pear wood screen in Xianyi's residence is particularly spectacular.

Mu Rong paced back and forth, waiting anxiously.

"Why is there no news yet?"

After asking to himself, he saw Qingjin walking hurriedly into the room.

Mu Rong asked urgently.

"How's it going?"

Qing Jin bowed respectfully and then replied.

"Your Highness, the Prince of Chen is indeed useless, and is no different from a eunuch in the palace."

Even after hearing the truth, Mu Rong was still shocked.

"How did you find out that the information is accurate?"

Qing Jin nodded seriously and waited cautiously.

"It's true."

"I went to a brothel in the suburbs of Beijing and selected two girls. One looks like Princess Yuexi, and the other looks like Miss Wu. I mixed them in with the singers and dancers in Prince Chen's mansion, and took the initiative to get close to His Royal Highness Prince Chen by singing and dancing. They are expected to become his concubines, so they are naturally happy to see it happen and will do their best."

"After the singing and dancing, the spies came to report that although His Royal Highness Prince Chen was interested in the two of them, he did not favor them. The two girls even replied that if they tried it themselves, the prince was unable to bear it and did not show any masculinity at all."

There was still some disbelief on Mu Rong's face.

"So, what Fengzhe said is correct."

Qingjin smiled lightly, gently and respectfully.

"Madam, are you worrying too much? The eldest son is extremely filial, how could he lie to his mother?"

Mu Rong made no comment, feeling a little self-pity, which she buried deep in her heart and never showed.

"Tell them to prepare the carriage."

The clear autumn scenery brings a pleasant smile to everyone.

"Yes."

She worked efficiently and soon everything was done. She carefully helped her master into the carriage.

Mu Rong ordered the coachman to take the shortcut and drive quickly to Prince Chen's Palace.

On the way, she was thinking about how to find out how to get Zhong Hua away. When she arrived at Prince Chen's Mansion, she had a brilliant idea.

She was about to implement it, but she didn't expect that Gu Nianting had already sent someone to invite Zhong Hua to meet him.

Gu Nianting sat in a relaxed and casual posture, smiled at Mu Rong and gestured for him to come in.

"Aunt, please take a seat."

Mu Rong smiled politely and sat down at the side.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Gu Nianting brushed aside the tea-serving maid, picked up a grape, and slowly put it in his mouth, thinking he was elegant.

"I just sent someone to invite my aunt and others to come into the mansion for a seat. I didn't expect that there was a tacit understanding and my aunt came uninvited."

Mu Rong picked up the teacup, answered first, and then sipped the tea.

"My lord, do you have any instructions?"

Gu Nianting ate grapes with relish and talked freely.

"Earlier, my father and uncle both attacked me, and I almost died. Then I experienced the epidemic, which restrained me and prevented me from taking any action. Now, I have finally recovered. I should think about strategies and discuss how to fight back."

"What do you think, Aunt?"

Mu Rong put down the teacup and sat up straight.

"Your Majesty is far-sighted and what he said is absolutely right."

Gu Nianting's peach-shaped eyes were leisurely. He imitated others with ease and felt that he was smart.

"My aunt came to visit me on her own initiative. Could it be that she came to offer some advice?"

Mu Rong replied with a smile.

"No."

Gu Nianting's demeanor was arrogant, but his words were humble and respectful.

"Then what are you doing here, aunt?"

While waiting for Zhong Hua to arrive, there must be some small talk before he can stay and investigate. Mu Rong found a topic at random.

"First, I ask the prince to find my son. Is there any trace of him?"

Gu Nianting was a little disappointed, and his face was gloomy, which was obvious.

“So that’s why.”

"I'll ask my third uncle to check. When he comes, you can ask him in person."

Seeing that he was not paying attention and did not search seriously at all, Mu Rong curled the corners of her mouth, a little unhappy.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trouble."

Seeing that she had no ambition to make progress, Gu Nianting followed what he had learned from books and explained to her the methods of managing his subordinates, using illustrations from ancient times to make her understand the principles.

"Aunt, have you ever heard of the ancient country of Xuan Zhou, Shui Fen?"

Mu Rong didn't understand what he meant for a moment and was puzzled, so she answered seriously.

"Yes, I read it in the book. Lord Shui was born a butcher. He humbled himself for many years, waiting for the right time. Finally, he made great achievements and was awarded the title of marquis."

Gu Nianting taught patiently and narrated ancient stories.

"Shui Fen learned about the enemy's situation and left his family at home, making the enemy think that he was just an ordinary citizen. Then, he rushed to the capital without stopping to report the situation and solve Xuan Zhou's urgent problem."

"Although his relatives were killed by the enemy, none of them escaped, but he used his position as a marquis to lay the foundation and cultivate his power. For a time, he was so powerful that he almost shook the Xuan Zhou Dynasty."

"There is a truth in ancient times. When facing the righteousness of the court, when necessary, even if it is a relative, one must be ruthless and cut off. Otherwise, Xuan Zhou would have ceased to exist long ago."

At this point, he smiled kindly and asked questions to guide the child.

"I'll give you an example, auntie, do you understand?"

"How can you accomplish anything if you only worry about your son?"

Mu Rong understood his meaning and corrected him with righteous words.

"When Prime Minister Situ returned from his illness, Shui Fen was immediately murdered by him. All his family members were given a lavish burial, except for him, whose body was left without a safe place. Your Highness may have misunderstood this, but the meaning of this passage is clearly a warning to future generations not to learn from Shui Fen's ungrateful act of abandoning his family."

She asked back reasonably.

"As a mother, how can I not care about the safety of my beloved son?"

Gu Nianting coldly threw away a word of blame.

"My aunt was so obsessed that she spent so much time without coming up with a plan!"

"Lord Mu and Master Mu also have no clue?"

Mu Rong quickly found an excuse to defend her brother.

"They are uncles, and it is natural for them to worry about Fengzhe. Their nephew has been missing for a long time, and there is no news at all. How can they think of any plan?"

There was a hint of contempt on Gu Nianting's lips, and he gave his evaluation as if he was superior.

"Although we are both marquises, Marquis Mu's vision is not as good as that of the ancients."

Mu Rong was unhappy because her family members were wronged for no reason, and her eyes gradually became sharp.

"My third brother has a narrow vision, and I'm sorry to make you laugh, Your Majesty."

Seeing this, Gu Nianting showed a little weakness and asked with concern.

"Is my aunt unhappy?"

Mu Rong flatly denied it.

"Nothing."

Gu Nianting reluctantly tried to comfort and enlighten her.

"I was just joking, why do you take it so seriously? Are you deliberately trying to make yourself unhappy?"

There was even a hint of anger in Mu Rong's heart.

"It's my fault for spoiling the fun. I don't understand the prince's sense of humor."

Not wanting to cause deterioration in relations, Gu Nianting tried to persuade the couple in a gentle and kind way, but his eloquence was poor and his words were particularly harsh.

"Don't worry, Xianlang is already so old. How can a man with one foot in the coffin get lost?"

As soon as he said this, even he felt that it was inappropriate, but unfortunately, he couldn't take it back.

As expected, Mu Rong glared at him, furious.

"My beloved son is at the prime of his life, how can he have one foot in the coffin?!"

Gu Nianting's thoughts raced as he tried his best to find an excuse.

"I was just joking, just to put down my pride and amuse my aunt. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

Although he said he was humble, he still looked high and mighty, and it seemed he could not give up his airs as a prince.

The more Mu Rong watched, the angrier she became. Not only could she not stand Gu Nianting's expression, but she was also indignant for her brother and son.

"Your Highness's so-called joke is so dull!"

Before Mu Rong could get angry, she heard Wu Yan come to report: "Your Highness, the servants have told you that Alliance Leader Qi left early and will not be attending the alliance meeting."