In the huge palace, it is so quiet that the needles can be heard.

The people who served were already dismissed, but they, mother and son, said something.

Now, because of this topic, everyone is silent for a long time.

Zhu Mao even had his breathing tense. He carefully observed Xu Defei's expression, trying to see some clues from it.

In recent years, he has not asked Concubine Xu De.

Whether it was indirect or direct questioning, the answer given to him by his mother was denied.

She always said that she didn't know.

But Zhu Mao felt that his mother was hiding something.

Seeing that Concubine Xu De did not answer, Zhu Mao continued to ask: "So many empresses, you are the one who has been with your father for the longest time. If you don't even know..."

Concubine Xu De lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and said for a while, "I don't know."

Zhu Mao frowned.

He couldn't see his mother's eyes, but he noticed her guilt.

"You..." Zhu Mao took a deep breath, "You won't even hide it from me, Mother, I am your own son, you protect me, I will face you..."

Concubine Xu pressed Zhu Mao's hand on the back of his hand, stopping him from saying anything.

"It's not hiding it from you," Xu Defei sighed, "I really don't know. Think about it yourself, your father is so secretive, he doesn't want to let people know at all. If I know, can I still be here? I don't even know that in this harem, except the concubine, I'm afraid no one knows it."

Zhu Mao's throat rolled, but he didn't ask again.

The mother and son talked about something else, and Zhu Mao stood up and left.

Concubine Xu De was sent outside the hall, and then she returned to sit down. She did not call anyone forward. She stayed alone for a long time.

She did not deliberately deceive Zhu Mao.

Her indeed didn't know.

But as Zhu Mao said, she has been with the emperor for so many years, even if she is not liked? She will have more thoughts and ideas.

Concubine Xu De was suspicious of Concubine Xu De.

Huo Yixiao's biological mother is definitely not simple.

If he was just an ordinary person? Even a inferior actor would not be like this now.

The harem is the emperor's harem? His favor represents everything? What's more, he gave birth to a dragon son?

Maybe he was avoiding Shen's family back then, but the Empress Dowager passed away for many years? She was still so shameless...

Besides, even if the Empress Dowager is alive, will she take care of Huo Yixiao?

It is impossible for the emperor to have only one son? It’s really not that one more is not that one less, and one less is not that one less.

In the past two years, Concubine Xu De has guessed a lot, every possible identity and every possible line.

Sometimes, she was so outrageous that she didn't believe it herself; sometimes? Thinking of the levels there were? I couldn't help but feel scared and woke up from my dream in the middle of the night.

In this case, how could she dare to say it?

As she told Zhu Mao, if she knew about it, she would not live anymore.

Concubine Xu De went to the side hall.

Her side hall was set up in a Buddhist temple, and the worshipper Guanyin was considered to have been invited by Putuo a few years ago.

Kneel down in front of the Buddha? Concubine Xu De twisted the beads and muttered something.

Those decent and undecent guesses? No matter what, she will be rotten in her stomach.

Do you know your own son? If she gave Zhu Mao a few words, Zhu Mao would definitely go and check it...

Once you check it out, what happened? What happened?

"But I still have many things I can't figure out..." Xu Defei murmured.

She only dared to whisper this.

What to do later? She asked the Bodhisattva in her heart.

Bodhisattva, if it were the one I guess, how could the emperor let him marry Wen Yan?

Maybe I guessed it was wrong, it was another one.

Yes, I must have guessed wrong.

After all, I have met that person, and Huo Yixiao and her are not that similar in their eyebrows.

Zhu Mao didn't know about Concubine Xu De's thoughts.

He left his mother's palace, walked through the imperial garden, and went out of the palace.

On the way, Zhu Mao happened to meet Zhu Yu.

"Is the fourth brother just coming out of the Queen?" Zhu Mao asked with a smile.

Zhu Yu was in a bad mood and was too lazy to talk to Zhu Mao. He waved his hand casually and then walked forward.

The eunuch who followed him quickly asked Zhu Mao for peace, and then chased Zhu Yu.

Zhu Mao was left alone and stood under the corridor.

Close your eyes, Zhu Mao took a deep breath and simply calmed down his mind.

What the mother said was that he shouldn't be led by Zhu Yu's emotions, he had to do his own thing well.

The seal of the yamen is not yet coming, and this is the time for officials to relax and socialize the most.

Zhu Mao was interested in participating, but this matter had to be a matter of course. If one was not good, it would become a clique for personal gain, and there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

He only invited a few people from the Ministry of War today.

The reason is sufficient, thanks to their guidance when he was observing politics.

Zhu Mao is a prince. When he is a minister, he wants to say something messy, and he dare not make mistakes in front of him.

Furthermore, the age difference is huge, and the topics that can be discussed with each other are different.

Therefore, after drinking for three rounds, they all talk about government affairs.

In this way, the rigid and regular face of the table made the elders of the Ministry of War who like to go straight and straight, feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Mao saw it and finally raised the wine cup: "I have benefited a lot from the words of the adults. Unfortunately, I have only been in the Ministry of War for three months, and there are still many things that I don't have time to ask everyone for advice."

These words are almost the bell ringing before the end.

The old people laughed and raised their glasses to drink together.

"It is my duty to answer your highness wherever you are."

"In the future, Your Highness has some confusion. Just ask and tell everything."

"Then I'm definitely not polite," Zhu Mao smiled. He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, then slapped his head, as if he was casually mentioning it, "I heard from Yixiao that they should be the electoral department of the military after the New Year."

The old man who had just breathed a sigh of relief immediately tensed up again.

Zhu Mao seemed to have not seen their expressions change, and stood up and walked out: "I'll go back first, the adults can do whatever they want."

Everyone stood up and saw him off.

When Zhu Mao left, the door of the private room was closed, and everyone looked ugly.

"The Third Prince and the Fourth Prince..." The Left Minister Yuan Ji pursed his lips and glanced at everyone.

He was only brought up after Di Cha committed suicide. He was previously a ward of the Qing Lishu Department of the Ministry of War, and he stayed in the Ministry of War for many years.

The right assistant minister, Lord Huang, sat back again, added a glass of wine, and sipped in a small sip: "Why are you panicking? Oh, or do you have a share of the mess Di Cha did before?"

Yuan Ji's face turned gloomy: "How long has Di Cha worked and how many bad things can he have!"

"Yes," said Huang Shilang, "He died after not long. It's not me that the position of the Left Minister has been very strange in recent years. You Cen said he committed suicide and dragged the Marquis of Pingxi into the water. Di Cha took over and committed suicide again. Alas, Lao Yuan, you should be more arrogant, don't hang on the beam."
Chapter completed!