Sick Prince Rescue Plan

The imperial concubine sneered: "Although this concubine is beautiful, it is not comparable to the grace of the Ming empress."

Xiao Jintang gave his mother a surprised look, "Mother concubine, why are you..."

The imperial concubine slowly got up from the soft couch and adjusted her cuffs, "You want to ask me why I speak for my rival?"

Xiao Jintang nodded slightly awkwardly.

"Actually, if it wasn't for your father, I would still admire Empress Ming. She is beautiful, from a good family background, she is a good pipa player, she dances with fright, and is famous for Jinghua. Unfortunately, her life is a little bit thin. ."

When she said this, the expression on her face was obscure, and Xiao Jintang hardly dared to look directly at it.

"The Concubine Ling has nothing to do with her appearance. What's interesting is that when she lowers her head, she is inexplicably similar to Queen Ming. Concubine Ling is ambitious, but her eyes converge very well when facing the emperor. It's very much like the way Empress Ming had only the emperor in her eyes at the beginning. I guess the emperor likes her too."

Xiao Jintang frowned when he heard it. He didn't understand this feeling very well. "Isn't my father dislike Empress Ming? Although he is a married wife, his father will only go to the empress on the fifteenth day of the new year... He again How can you pamper her so much because of a woman who looks like Empress Ming?"

This is ridiculous, he really can't figure it out.

The imperial concubine turned around, walked to the table, pouring tea with her eyes down, "You are still young, and it is normal for you to not understand. This person, regardless of men or women, will always be the best. Like Empress Ming How can a man dislike this woman? When the queen is there, he doesn't cherish it. Only when the queen is dead will he think of the good of others."

Xiao Jintang looked at the imperial concubine and hesitated: "How is the mother concubine speaking like this today? You seem a little dissatisfied with the father?"

The imperial concubine walked over with a teacup and handed it to him, "Tang'er, where is anyone in this harem who is single-minded to your father? Ah, maybe there has been, but if the person is gone, there will be no more. The mother concubine just sees through. Now, don’t you understand? Rather than relying on your father, it’s better to fight for yourself. If the concubine only listens to your father, she would not know where she was buried."

Xiao Jintang took the teacup, feeling a little uneasy.

"Today's words between you and me, mother and son, if you have heard it, forget about it. Concubine Ling is not to be afraid. What you have to do now is to find a way to win over courtiers. The prince has already walked in front of you, waiting for his class teacher to return to the court. , The prestige in the DPRK will not be the same, and then I don’t know how many people will be waiting to cheat him!"

This was also what Xiao Jintang worried the most. Now that the imperial concubine pointed it out mercilessly, he didn't even think about anything else.

"Mother concubine, what should the officials do there? Although the children are now in contact with the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War, these two books are both old foxes, and they are easily reluctant to let go."

"This is normal. The situation is not yet clear. They will not stand in teams easily. You can start with next year's imperial examination. It is difficult for the poor to get ahead. If someone can help them, they will be grateful."

"Also," the imperial concubine said profoundly: "King Annan made a great contribution this time, and your father intends to grant a reward."

Xiao Jintang's spirit was shocked: "Reward? But Annan Prince's Mansion can no longer be promoted. The elder son has been established, the third son has sealed Anlehou, and the second son-it is said that he has no intention of officialdom and is devoted to business. Who else is there?"

His mind moved, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Mother concubine means—"

"Hush" the imperial concubine's index finger stood in front of her lips.