Song Zhiyuan glanced over at the youngest, who was about to show off.
Song Zhiyu: "..."
He shrank back.
Can’t afford to provoke him.
The maid served the tea and then quietly withdrew.
Song Zhiyuan took a sip of tea first, then looked at Niu Pan’er.
Song Zhiyu instinctively sat up straight, here it cos.
"The news of Prince Dingbei’s serious injury has also reached the palace, the Emperor has already sent an Imperial Physician, rest assured."
Actually, sending an Imperial Physician is just a gesture. Prince Dingbei’s side must have reliable military doctors or even famous doctors. Otherwise, if wounded, waiting for the capital to send an Imperial Physician would take too long.
Niu Pan’er understood this too, stood up and bowed slightly toward the direction of the Imperial Palace, expressing gratitude for the Emperor’s grace.
"Mother said you want to write a morial to return to the Northeast frontier." Song Zhiyuan looked at Niu Pan’er and asked with a smile, "And then the fourth brother got angry at you?"
Song Zhiyu imdiately said, "Elder brother, it’s all my fault for being unreasonable, it has nothing to do with her, if you want to scold soone, scold ."
"So you like being scolded, feel it’s invigorating, anyway no skin will peel off or flesh will fall off." Song Zhiyuan looked at him with a half-smile.
Song Zhiyu gave an embarrassed smile, but inwardly he retorted that the eldest was too sly, how did he learn to eavesdrop.
Niu Pan’er said, "It’s because I am concerned about my father’s health that I thought of this."
Song Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Your pure and filial nature, worried about Prince Dingbei, is understandable. Actually, Prince Dingbei’s life is not in danger, and your return to the Northeast won’t help, even if you go back, now is not the right ti."
Niu Pan’er bowed slightly to Song Zhiyuan: "Please, elder brother, advise ."
"Hasn’t Prince Dingbei also ntioned for you to stay assured in the capital?"
Niu Pan’er was taken aback, nodded, her father had indeed said so in his letter.
"Do you understand your father’s intention?"
Niu Pan’er pressed her lips together, she had so idea in her heart, which was why she felt sad.
"Prince Dingbei is trying to buy you ti, Shen’er is too young." Song Zhiyuan took another sip of tea and said, "If you submit the morial, even if the Emperor agrees, it would only an your departure, Shen’er couldn’t go with you. Perhaps the point is, if you go, Prince Dingbei returns to teach Shen’er, what’s the aning of that? It’s better for Prince Dingbei to stabilize the situation there, strengthen his roots, and facilitate Shen’er to take over smoothly when he grows up."
"I understand elder brother’s aning."
"Don’t bla the Emperor either, regarding the hostage this matter, throughout the ages, every dynasty had them, the Emperor can’t allow a family of Military Generals to wield heavy military power all together in one place, just to prevent..." Song Zhiyuan paused and said, "Not to ntion Military Generals, every Vassal King will eventually leave soone in the capital as hostage, this is for maintaining stability."
Song Zhiyu felt a pang in his heart, while Song Lingjie, sitting at the end, seed lost in thought.
"Since Prince Dingbei’s life is not at risk and the Northeast warfare isn’t extensive, you needn’t rush back. If possible, have more children with the fourth brother, having only Shen’er is too few for the Prince Mansion." Song Zhiyuan said.
Niu Pan’er’s face flushed, glancing at Song Zhiyu.
Song Zhiyu also felt a bit hot-headed and said, "Elder brother, you changed the topic too quickly."
"Expanding the branches and leaves of the Prince Mansion is your top priority, especially while Prince Dingbei is still healthy enough to last a few more years." Song Zhiyuan’s voice lowered, "Prince Dingbei is almost sixty, at most ten years, if he submits a morial to retire, the Emperor will surely agree."
And ten years later, the Emperor will be older, his suspicion only grows heavier, making the Prince Mansion’s situation more difficult.
Niu Pan’er and the others felt a chill in their hearts.
Song Zhiyu caught the implication, even more eager to imdiately drag his wife back to have children.
One is not enough, two is not too many, ten or eight would be better, plenty of choices for leaving a hostage.
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