The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(134)

Along the way, countless people looked at him sideways, wanting to see but not daring to look more. The scene was so awkward.

The King of Jin has always been a person who doesn't care about other people's eyes, but this time he was inevitably a little embarrassed. When he arrived at the study in the front yard, many people were already sitting inside, all of whom were the trusted subordinates brought by the King of Jin this time.

Seeing the King of Jin appear like this, Mr. Liu, who was calm and composed, accidentally dropped the feather fan in his hand, and hurriedly picked it up.

It was not until Fucheng made various eye signals beside him that everyone regained their composure and bowed their heads, and the King of Jin also sat down behind the desk.

He patted Xiaobao's butt, "Sit down."

It was also strange that Xiaobao seemed to understand and let go of his hand, sitting down on his knees honestly, and curiously looking at the faces of the people below.

Mr. Hei smiled and said, "Your Highness, you look very smart."

Mr. Hei is worthy of being Mr. Hei, and he speaks in Shu dialect. The King of Jin had been with him for many years, so he naturally understood what he meant. He was praising Xiaobao for his intelligence.

Mr. Liu also nodded: "This boy seems to be precocious, and his future is definitely limitless."

Others also spoke seriously about various words praising Xiaobao. Even a thick-skinned person like Xiaobao couldn't help blushing. Afraid of revealing too much emotion and attracting attention, he turned his head and buried his face in the arms of the King of Jin.

"Okay, let's talk about business." The King of Jin cleared his throat.

The meeting started soon.

Most of the things they talked about were the unusual movements of the various vassal kings and what they said in which mansions. These so-called unusual movements were just trivial words, all of which were the information collected by the spies planted in various places in the King of Jin's mansion. It was extremely trivial, and what these staff members and the King of Jin did was to look at the overall situation, pick out useful things from them, connect them together, and get useful information.

Like Mr. Liu, Mr. Hei and Li Maotian, they usually analyze and classify these intelligence in the Jinwang Mansion. After cross-talk, they present the useful things to the Jinwang. The Jinwang occasionally asks his subordinates to hand over the intelligence, and he will read it in his spare time.

This is different from the two armies facing each other on the battlefield. The enemy is strong and the enemy is weak. Even if the two armies are facing each other, there will be various tricks to deceive the enemy, not to mention this kind of confrontation thousands of miles away. Moreover, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. No one knows who will do what to whom, after all, there are too many enemies.

Just like this time, we can detect that there are abnormal movements in several places, but no matter how hard we dig, we can't find out what the other party wants to do.

"Have someone keep a close eye on Prince An. He likes to fish in troubled waters the most. He and the Zhou family... and Prince Dai, he has always stayed out of the matter, but I don't believe he has no ideas, after all, he is also a legitimate child. Prince Yong is keeping a close eye on him. I always have a feeling that he will make a scene this time. In addition..."

The room was silent, with only the magnetic voice of Prince Jin hovering.

At this time, a baby's voice suddenly sounded: "Great, great grandfather..."

In a baby voice, full of cute sounds, Prince Jin continued to speak while patting him. Thinking that Xiaobao was disobedient, he wanted to speak when he heard the adults talking.

"...Don't face the Crown Prince for the time being. Avoid it if you can, and don't argue about the length of time..."

"Great grandfather..." After Xiaobao finally finished speaking these four words, Prince Jin gently patted his little butt and continued to speak.

Fucheng squatted beside the legs of the King of Jin and asked him in a low voice: "Young master, are you bored? Old Fu will carry you out to play, okay?"

Xiaobao stared at Fucheng's old face, feeling very depressed. He snorted and turned his head away.

He moved a few times and wanted to play on the desk, so the King of Jin let him play. He pulled the rice paper on the desk. The King of Jin talked to his subordinates and looked at him out of the corner of his eye. After pulling the rice paper, Xiaobao went to pull the brush washer. Fearing that his clothes would get wet, the King of Jin raised his hand and took a small paperweight from the desk and put it in front of him.

Xiaobao poked his finger twice in depression, still stretching his hand to reach for something. Mr. Liu and others saw that the King of Jin was serious, no different from before.

Calm, cold, indifferent, his narrow eyes were calm, without any ripples. Even the clothes he wore were the usual dark color, but there was a baby in front of him.

A baby boy wearing a duck egg green cotton jacket and trousers, white and plump, with delicate features, will grow up to be a handsome man like his father.

This baby boy is a little naughty, struggling on the desk like a little crow, using both hands and feet. He seems to want to take something, and his little face is a little red because he is trying too hard.

In fact, someone has already seen that he wants to take the wolf hair brush on the inkstone next to him, and even has the urge to go over and hand it to him. Fucheng also saw it, but he was afraid that Xiaobao would stain his clothes, or even the clothes of the King of Jin, so he stepped forward considerately, took the inkstone away, and completely put an end to Xiaobao's thoughts.

Ah!

Xiaobao shouted angrily, and Fucheng lowered his voice and said, "My little master, this is not fun, I will get you a clean one." He hurriedly took a wolf hair brush with fine hair from the pen holder and handed it to him.

But he just wanted one with ink on it!

Xiaobao felt powerless.

He originally wanted to get close to his father so as to hear more news. After all, his mother was an inner-house woman who stayed in the inner house every day. She didn't know what was happening outside, and she wouldn't know.

Unexpectedly, after arriving, he heard his father talking to several aides, and he was even more sure of his previous thoughts. Something would definitely happen around the time of the Emperor's Grandfather's Longevity Festival, and he felt that if others wanted to attack his father, They will never confront someone head-on, but will choose a relatively weak link.

His mother is one of them, and Ning Guogong’s mansion is also one of them.

Xiaobao even heard King Jin's order to arrange for elites to keep a close eye on the courtyard where he and his mother lived, but he only didn't hear about the arrangements for Duke Ning's mansion.

Is it because the father thinks that Ning Guogong has his own arrangements, or is it because of his confidence in his great-grandfather and second uncle? But you must know that betrayal by one's closest and least suspicious relatives is always the most terrifying.

So he panicked, not caring about hiding his origins, and wanted to issue a warning.

But no one listened to him and just thought he was babbling. Due to his physical limitations, Xiaobao couldn't speak for too long, and even some words couldn't be said clearly at all, so he took up a pen to write.

After some hard work, he was sabotaged by Fucheng. He was particularly discouraged, and at the same time he realized that his idea was still too reckless. Not to mention whether he can control his hand to write now, he writes like a ghost drawing talismans, no one can recognize it.

It seemed that he had to find another way.

Xiaobao kept thinking about his own thoughts, but to outsiders, he couldn't help but laugh.

A baby looks frustrated and depressed. That little baby looks so cute. If the situation hadn't allowed it at this time, I'm afraid the few self-proclaimed scheming staff below would have lost their composure and come up to hug him and coax him.

Why didn't you think milk dolls were so cute before?

Mr. Liu Da and Li Maotian are both fathers. Do you remember what you were doing when your son was that old? It seems that he is very busy. Even if he is free at home occasionally, he will only feel that the brat crying is really noisy and the magic sound is piercing his ears.

King Jin glanced at Fucheng, vaguely reproachful.

Fucheng feels so wronged. Your Highness, I am thinking of you. If the young master is ignorant and scribbles with a brush and draws a few ink marks on your face, your reputation will be forever...

In the following time, Xiaobao has been very quiet and obedient, as if he was listening carefully to what the adults said, but also seemed to be in a fuzzy state.

King Jin couldn't get used to it and glanced at Fucheng. Fucheng didn't know why at first, but he soon realized and asked someone to bring Xiaobao's favorite millet cake. King Jin picked up a piece from the plate and handed it to him silently.

Xiaobao took it, feeling angry and wanting to laugh at the same time, biting the millet cake one bite at a time.

After eating two pieces, water came.

Jin Wang knows how to feed babies and drink water. He practiced it several times when he was in the canyon, but at that time it was someone else's baby, but now it is his own baby, and he is obviously much more relaxed.

He held his slender palm steady and tilted the small tea cup to feed Xiaobao some water. Xiaobao took a few sips and pushed it with his little hands. He put the tea cup aside, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth.

When he looked up and saw everyone below looking at him, King Jin looked calm and said: "Continue..."

This scene lasted for nearly an hour and a half. There were still some things that had not been discussed yet, but seeing Xiaobao drooping, King Jin had no intention of discussing it anymore.

After telling him to go down and discuss it in the evening, King Jin carried Xiaobao back to the backyard.

After Princess Jin came back, she heard that Prince Jin carried Xiaobao to the front yard today. Nowadays, the emphasis is on hugging grandchildren and not babies. I have never seen any grown man hugging a baby without letting go.

It was understandable during the trip to the palace. King Jin probably wanted to show the deep affection between father and son and deliberately showed it to Emperor Hongjing. But now we are in our own mansion, who do we need to show it to? If he didn't think so, he must have liked her so much that he would treat her like this.

Princess Jin was already uneasy, and when she heard about this, she felt even worse.

It was Zhou's mother who reported it to Princess Jin. Now this matter has been spread throughout the house, and it is regarded as an anecdote. After a while, people would not say that King Jin was so unbecoming. They would only say that Mrs. Su was favored, and the young master she gave birth to was also loved by His Highness. Or maybe just because of His Highness's attitude towards the young master, Mrs. Su would have nothing to worry about in her life.

It goes without saying why this is not a worry, as the princess has not been able to conceive for many years. It should have happened long ago. Now that Mrs. Su has given birth to a eldest son for the first time, she might even have a second son in her belly.

Taking advantage of the past few years, father and son were in love. Not to mention that the princess couldn't give birth, even if she could, the yellow cauliflower would be cold by then. It is uncertain who will be in charge of this huge Jin Palace in the future.