"Thank you, Father." Lu Zhihe stood up carefully.
"Then according to your thoughts, how should we deal with Siam's aggression?" Lu Mingwei looked at Lu Zhihe, "Is it possible that we have to send Princess Heshuo to Siam to seek death?"
"Of course it won't work. We, the Dali royal family's daughters, naturally can no longer bear such humiliation. Since the Siamese want to marry Princess Heshuo, we can just send them there," Lu Zhihe said hurriedly, while looking at Lu Mingwei's expression. He continued, "I thought that my father could just let my mother and concubine choose a few decent-looking maids, make Princess Heshuo and send them to Siam."
Lu Mingwei said calmly: "You are quite smart."
Lu Zhihe couldn't guess what Lu Mingwei meant, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "I just want to share my father's worries."
"Then let your mother-in-law choose." Lu Mingwei said slowly.
Lu Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I will go and report to my mother and concubine right now."
Lu Mingwei nodded, and Lu Zhishan bowed and retreated.
Zhao Ruhai came in to clean up the mess and was kneeling on the ground wiping the tea on the floor tiles when he heard Lu Mingwei suddenly say: "The prince has been under house arrest for a year, right?"
Zhao Ruhai said hurriedly: "To answer the question, Lord Long Live, Lord Long Live ordered the prince to be placed under house arrest during the Lantern Festival last year. It has been exactly one year since today."
"How is the prince doing lately?" Lu Mingwei asked, taking a sip of tea.
Zhao Ruhai looked at Lu Mingwei's face, and then said: "The prince is very content with being behind closed doors in the East Palace and thinking about his mistakes."
"Has Prince Gong ever contacted the East Palace?" Lu Mingwei asked again.
Zhao Ruhai said hurriedly: "In response to Lord Long Live, Prince Gong lives in seclusion and has no contact with the East Palace. Now Prince Gong doesn't even go to Jingren Palace."
Lu Mingwei rubbed the tea cup in his hand for a long time and was speechless.
This third son is very good at guessing the holy will, and he can understand it at a glance. He is indeed smarter than the prince, but he is too smart, and he will inevitably not be practical when using it, and Concubine Wan Gui is really not a worry-free master.
However, the second son, who used to have the most violent temper, has become much calmer after his disfigurement.
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Yanxi Palace.
When Lu Zhihe rushed to the Yanxi Palace, Concubine Wan Gui was having dinner. Seeing her son arriving in the snow, Concubine Wan Gui rushed to greet her, surprised and happy: "You kid, why are you here at this time?" Are you freezing? Are you ready for dinner? Come in!"
"My son just came out of the imperial study. He was dressed warmly and didn't feel cold." Lu Zhihe took off his outer cloak and followed Concubine Wan Gui into the side hall. He said with a smile, "My son was thinking about whether he could hurry up just now. I asked for a warm meal from the concubine, and as expected, I was lucky enough to catch up with the concubine having dinner. "
"Bah, bah, bah! You kid has no inhibitions about what you say, whether you are begging for food or not," Concubine Wan Gui spat several times, then pulled her son to sit at the dining table, "Why are you going to the imperial study room so late? Does your father have anything important to do with you?"
The waiter brought bowls and chopsticks to Lu Zhihe. Lu Zhihe ate most of the bowl of honey-stewed blood swallow before putting down the porcelain bowl, wiping his mouth, and then said to Concubine Wan Gui: "Concubine, I guessed it right." , something really happened, has the mother-in-law heard about what happened to Princess Heshuo who was married to Siam from Uncle Chengyuan's house? "
Concubine Wan Gui nodded and sighed: "I heard about it this morning. Tsk tsk tsk. Princess Heshuo is really pitiful. She died in a foreign country at a young age. I remember that Princess Heshuo was only twenty-five years old. Bar."