"Although Ji Xiunian is a literati, he doesn't have any sour temperament. Most of the students he teaches follow his temperament. You don't have to feel restricted when you make friends with them." The emperor patiently said to him: "Let's talk about it. , you are the hero of our dynasty, they will only admire you when they see you, how can they care if you are a rude person?"

The emperor said with a gentle smile, and said, "Besides, my son is not a rough man."

"Yes, Erchen remembered." Yu Jingdu hurriedly bowed his head in a salute.

The emperor liked Yu Jingdu's attitude towards him very much. His son didn't spend much time with him, so he always faced him with a bit of alienation and restraint. In addition, Yu Jingdu has a strong temperament and rarely shows weakness in front of him.

And because of this, the little emotion that the other party occasionally showed was very precious in the eyes of the emperor.

Compared with his sons who kept their mouths open all day begging for food, Yu Jingdu's sporadic grievances and resentments in his alienation and indifference hit the softest part of the emperor's heart.

Because of this softness, he couldn't help but want to give this son a little more indulgence and concern.

"Hey, it would be great if your brothers could have half of your peace of mind." The emperor sighed.

Yu Jingdu didn't say anything when he heard the words, neither asked nor curious.

"Have you heard about your sixth brother?" The emperor took the initiative.

"My son heard a few words from Dali Temple Shaoqing Jiang Jiyan. He and my son are old acquaintances." Yu Jingdu said.

He was so unconcealed that after the emperor heard it, most of the temptation in his eyes dissipated.

"In order to cover up for You Chengjun, your sixth brother was so confused that he let his people go and destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and he left the handle." The emperor hated the iron and said: "How did I give birth to such an idiot?"

Yu Jingdu felt ironic in his heart that his good father and emperor was angry not because of the accident, but because the sixth prince didn't do things cleanly enough. He thought so in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all. Instead, he followed the other party's words and said against his heart: "Sixth disciple is simple in nature, and he does this only if he thinks about it for a while. Besides, the one who died was just a little servant."

"Well." The emperor thought for a while, and then said, "What you said is reasonable. He has a simple temperament and is not very smart. He really should teach him well, so as not to cause more trouble in the future."

Yu Jingdu bowed his head, but there was no superfluous emotion on his face.

I don't know if Yu Jingdu's words inspired the emperor, or for other reasons.

The matter had already been concluded, the emperor changed his mind the next day...

"In the beginning, what His Majesty said was to punish him for three months behind closed doors." Zhou Feng said to Rongzhuo gossip: "You think, thinking behind closed doors is not a matter of being locked in a room and not allowed to come out. It sounds like punishment, but in fact it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. Are you itching to go through the motions?"

Rong Zhuo nodded hurriedly and asked him, "So how did you get punished in the end?"

"Later I don't know why His Majesty changed his words and said that the Sixth Highness would go to the farm in the suburbs of Beijing to farm." Zhou Feng couldn't help laughing: "And this time, it is not a passing scene. It is said that His Majesty personally sent someone. Stare, and ask His Royal Highness to go to work with the people in Zhuangzi every day!"

He couldn't help snickering as he spoke, and Rong Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

"Didn't His Royal Highness love him the most? Didn't he plead for him?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"Hey, it's interesting to talk about this." Zhou Feng said: "Originally, His Majesty said that he would be punished for ten days. When the Empress heard that His Royal Highness was going to work on the farm, she was so distressed that she didn't even eat dinner. His Royal Highness Hearing about this, I feel sorry for the Empress, so I can only go to His Majesty to ask for mercy."

With such an intercession, the emperor was so angry that he directly sent a message, asking His Royal Highness to wait until the beginning of spring before returning to the palace.

Although Rong Zhuo had no grudge against the sixth prince, he couldn't help but feel a little "schadenfreude" when he heard this.

It's a pity that he didn't know at this time that the person who caused him to be stabbed into a hedgehog by the rose thorns was the sixth prince.

If he knew, he would have to go to Jiangyuezhai to have a drink to celebrate today.

"Tomorrow's Guozi's school rest, will Young Master Rong come to my house to sit down?" Zhou Feng said to Rong Zhuo.

"Tomorrow I have already made an appointment to go horseback riding, and I agreed a few days ago." Rong Zhuo said.

Zhou Feng was a little disappointed to hear that.

He has a task to do now, and His Royal Highness King Yan asked him to stare at Young Master Dianrong, so that the other party would not be confused with those gangsters.

Rong Zhuo said that he was going to ride a horse, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was with those gangsters.

"Can you take me with you on horseback?" Zhou Feng asked simply.

"Okay, one more person is not too much." Rong Zhuo said: "But will you?"

"Yes." Zhou Feng said hurriedly.

Rong Zhuo saw that he was not weak, and that he had also practiced riding and archery, so he didn't think much about it.

Early the next morning, Duan Zheng came to the Rong Mansion.

Rong Zhuo got up late today, and it was almost noon after getting up and dawdling to pack up.

"I knew I wouldn't come so early today." Duan Zheng complained.

"Cousin, you also have to be considerate and considerate of me. Today, when you go to Guozi School, you can't sleep in." Rong Zhuo said with a bitter face.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart about the person who gave advice to Guozixue.

His good and happy days were ruined by that nosy man.

The two took the carriage of the Duan Mansion to the racecourse, and Zhou Feng was already waiting there.

Song Mingan's gangsters also arrived, but they didn't talk to Zhou Feng, so they left Zhou Feng alone.

"Xiaozhuo, go pick a horse first, and keep the good ones for you." Song Mingan said.

Rong Zhuo hurriedly thanked him after hearing the words, and dragged Zhou Feng to pick a horse.

The last time he followed Yu Jingdu on a tall horse, this time he rode by himself, he didn't have the courage, so he was very conservative and chose a medium-sized horse.

Everyone was worried about Rong Zhuo at first, after all, he didn't look like he could ride a horse.

They didn't feel relieved until Rong Zhuo got on the horse and walked steadily around the racecourse.