When Song Zhiyuan walked out of the council hall in the mansion, it was already midnight. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The cold moonlight made people's eyes squint.

"Before the morning court has not arrived yet, the Lord should go back and rest for a while earlier. You shouldn't have had a good sleep these days." Mr. Jun came beside him and persuaded him one step behind him.

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "It's strange. He is obviously tired and tight, but the more he is, the clearer his mind becomes, and he doesn't feel sleepy. Speaking of which, Mr. Jun has helped to preside over the mansion in the past few days. Otherwise, the Prime Minister's Mansion would be in chaos."

He said, turning to his side and saluted Mr. Jun.

Mr. Jun quickly avoided and said, "The Lord is a subordinate who has broken the news in the palace. Even if someone wants to come and inquire about the incident, he dare not do anything randomly because the news is not clear, so this is not worth mentioning."

Song Zhiyuan said: "But the more this happens, the more we need to deal with it carefully. The mansion is stable and I feel more at ease in the palace."

Mr. Jun smiled, changed the subject and said, "The emperor has been a false alarm this time. Now that he has suffered this crime, he has helped out the person he wants. What is the Prime Minister planning for the Empress's mother's home Anyang Bo Mansion? I remember that the second master of Anyang Bo Mansion has a daughter, who is only thirteen years old, and is very smart and smart, but he is similar to the third prince."

If you want to have a good relationship, the most direct thing is political marriage.

Once the two families marry, the Song Prime Minister's Mansion will be completely tied to the sect of the queen and the legitimate prince, and it is a complete party of foreign relatives.

Song Zhiyuan twisted his beard and said, "I understand that what the sir said is the most effective side, but Su'er has already decided to be the daughter of Duke Dingguo. If Jie'er decides to be the noble daughter of Anyang Bo Mansion, the two noble daughters are equal and will be harmonious in the family in the future, and there will be constant disputes. This is one point, the second point, once the noble daughter of Anyang Bo Mansion is decided, the prime minister's mansion is definitely a queen party, but it is easy to become a thorn in the eyes of the emperor."

Mr. Jun narrowed his eyes.

"It's not that I am a uncle who is selfish, and I don't want Jie'er to decide on a noble daughter. Anyang Bo Mansion will be too expensive. Once the crown prince is established, the status of Anyang Bo Mansion will rise even higher. I can't see anything in one or a half days. As time goes by, he is afraid that he will become more and more suspicious."

When Song Zhiyuan spoke later, his voice was already low and he had a hint of helplessness.

He had no intention of resentment. He also understood the truth that the emperor was suspicious. Even if he was pushing his son to the throne, the emperor was the emperor after all, and was destined to be alone. After being in power for a long time and old, even if he was the prince, he would be suspicious, doubting whether he would want to usurp the throne, and doubting whether the people of the prince's faction would kill him.

By then, the Song family will be in trouble. Just think about who the Song family’s in-laws are? How can the emperor be without doubt?

Mr. Jun thought for a moment and laughed: "I have lost my calmness and thought it's too simple."

"You are just thinking about the future of the Song family." Song Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "It is unlikely to marry Anyang Bo. It is feasible to do some business. I remember that Mrs. Anyang Bo is from a Northeastern clan."

Mr. Jun nodded: "That's right, Mrs. Anyang Bo seems to have a fur business that is quite big. With the queen as a backer, she is the one who takes over the fur sales in Beijing."

"I will talk about this with my second child in detail after looking back. The sir is too tired, so let's take a break first."

Mr. Jun bowed: "Master, please ask first."
Chapter completed!