The domestic guard is a little sweet

Chapter 30 Entering the Palace

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say, the Ai family will follow you, and his martial arts will not be abolished. It's just that this hidden guard is different from the women of the aristocratic family. He doesn't know how to serve others, and he doesn't know the rules. He always needs someone to teach the rules. It’s not good if you think about it in the future.”

Seeing that her son didn't care, Empress Dowager Dong withdrew her searching gaze, her expression was indifferent, as if she was talking about today's weather, and the jewelry on her head exuded a cold light.

The left hand in Zhao Jin's sleeve was clenched into a fist, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. If the person who waits close to him doesn't give up martial arts, it's already a big violation of the rules. Be suspicious.

"The son listens to the queen mother, but he is a secret guard. He is the most loyal when he was young, but he is a bit dull. However, the people sent by the queen mother must not teach the people around me to be soft and delicate little ladies. Well, my son doesn't like it."

Empress Dowager Dong was all smiles, and poked Zhao Jin's forehead with her hand.

"Okay, Ai's family is up to you. It's just your marriage, how do you plan?"

The youngest son was weak and sick since he was a child, and now he has been poisoned by love, and he is not allowed to get close to women, fearing that there will be no hope of heirs in the future.

Having said that, Zhao Jin suddenly thought of the young master of the servant of the Ministry of War, and quickly swallowed the pastry in his mouth.

"Mother, I think it's okay to get married to that village of the Fu family. The young master of the Fu family has a sweetheart who grew up as a childhood sweetheart. Why does my son bother to be that bad guy who beats mandarin ducks again? If my son wants to marry a wife in the future, what will he do?" Can't marry someone?"

Empress Dowager Dong looked at the young son's arrogant appearance with a smile, her mouth was smiling, her eyes were full of kindness, although her son rejected him as his favorite son, Empress Dowager Dong was not angry.

Empress Dowager Dong also knew that Zhao Jin had stolen a large sum of money from the minister of the Ministry of War. Of course, her son was her own good, and Zhao Jin did everything right.

"Okay, that's all, it's their family who are not lucky."

The two chatted for a few more words, and a small servant came from the outside and passed the message: "Report to the Empress Dowager, the emperor has come to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to pay your respects."

Empress Dowager Dong laughed: "Your imperial brother must have known you were here, so he came here to have dinner with you. Come here! Go to the imperial dining room to pass on the meal."

"Yes."

After a while, a bright yellow guard of honor slowly came in from the outside, and the surrounding maids bowed their heads in silence, only to see a tall man eight feet tall, wearing a bright yellow robe with dark gold dragon embroidery, walking in from the outside.

The emperor is five points similar to Zhao Jin, different from Zhao Jin's handsome and elegant, but a little more domineering, with stern eyebrows, and a stern body, with the majesty of the emperor that cannot be looked directly at.

Zhao Jin saw the emperor of this world for the first time, even though he had made enough mental preparations, his heart could not help but shrink. The ancient emperors were killed, and the emperor was angry, and it was not empty words to lie dead for hundreds of miles.

Zhao Jin didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly got up to salute. You must know that this is his current Jin, the Lord's father.

"My brother, see the emperor."

The emperor laughed loudly, took the lead to sit on the main seat, and looked at Zhao Jin with a smile.

"Pingshen, I heard from my mother that you went to the suburbs of Beijing to recuperate from your illness. Well, although you have lost some weight, your energy is better than before."

Zhao Jin imitated the appearance of the original owner in his memory, and sat beside the Queen Mother Dong and the emperor with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your concern. I have recently asked someone to teach me some basic boxing skills. I practiced well every day, but my body has become healthier."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction: "Longevity Day is about to come, and it just so happens that envoys from the Northern Man came to Beijing to pay their respects. The eldest son of the emperor is young and needs someone of high status to preside over it. It just so happens that you are back, so I would like to share my worries. "

Zhao Jin slowly took a breath, this is the rhythm of being a diplomatic ambassador, but the eldest son of the emperor is 13 and a half years old this year, the older child really needs a noble elder to overwhelm the field, no one in Beijing has a higher status than him more suitable.

"Yes, my younger brother takes orders."

"Ninth brother, he has also grown up and can help me share state affairs." The emperor laughed, and looked at Empress Dowager Dong with a smile on his face.

Empress Dowager Dong smiled and looked at the emperor and Zhao Jin with a loving face?

"Xiao Jiu, in the end it's because he has less experience, you should give him more advice as the emperor's brother."

"Work hard, Brother Huang has high hopes for you." The emperor smiled and patted Zhao Jin on the shoulder.

The eunuchs who served the meal put the dishes on the table. The emperor squinted his eyes when he saw the dishes on the table. After all, the queen mother loves the youngest son more, and the dishes on the table are all the favorites of the ninth brother.

"The ninth brother must be hungry too. I see that my mother specially made your favorite dishes, so eat more."

Zhao Jin could only laugh awkwardly: "Hehe... Thank you, Queen Mother."

Fortunately, the royal family pays attention to etiquette when they eat, and they don’t talk when they eat or sleep. After dinner, it was the queen mother and the emperor who rewarded Zhao Jin. Drenched in cold sweat, each attack felt like dancing with the tip of a knife.

After Xu Shi came back from the palace, he caught a cold breeze, and Zhao Jin developed a low-grade fever when he was sleeping at night. His face was originally pale and bloodless, and his expression was a little sleepy.

Director Liu was worried, and wanted to take the sign to invite the imperial physician, but was stopped by Zhao Jin.

"The king is fine, you just step back."

Manager Liu hesitated: "My lord...how about calling the government doctor..."

Zhao Jin frowned slightly, and his voice dropped twice: "Go out."

Manager Liu didn't dare to say much about the meaning of his orders, and hurried out to close the door, but the anxiety on his face couldn't be concealed.

Zhao Jin leaned against the head of the bed and sighed.

Today he invited the imperial physician right after he came back from the palace. Isn't that making others say that the master in the palace is unkind.

Suddenly the door was creaked and pushed open from the outside. Zhao Jin thought Manager Liu had gone and returned, and asked in a cold voice with some impatience on his face, "Didn't I let you go down?"

The steps under An Twelve's feet froze for a moment, then he took a deep breath, walked up to Zhao Jin with a soup bowl in his hand, and said cautiously: "Master atones, I asked the kitchen to boil some ginger soup, drink it while it's hot A bowl, sleep, and sweat will be fine."

Only then did Zhao Jin come back to his senses, it turned out that it was Dark Twelve who came in, and he smiled apologetically at him, and he could smell the spicy ginger soup when he got close, and he couldn't help but squish his mouth like a child.

"Ginger soup is spicy and hard to eat."

An Shier put down the soup bowl, took a small bowl, filled a bowl of ginger soup, and brought it to Zhao Jin respectfully, with a hint of coaxing a child in his voice.

"Master, there is honey in this ginger soup, it should not be spicy if you try it."

The eyes are dark and dark.Then looking at Zhao Jin, he looked like a pitiful big wolf dog.

Zhao Jin couldn't bear to refuse, took the ginger soup, pinched his nose and drank it, the warm and spicy ginger soup entered his mouth, and his whole body became hot instantly.