Xiaolu was flattered, and she seemed to be just like usual, but she still kowtowed and thanked him. It seemed that it was really hard to predict whether the Empress in the palace would calm down.
After some time, Fu Huaiyu returned with good news.
He did not spend much effort in dealing with the flood in the south of the Yangtze River, but in the eyes of others, it was not entirely so.
Before he returned, the court was already filled with praises, and even Fu Yuheng promised to reward him well when he returned.
The next day after returning, Fu Huaiyu went to the court in high spirits. He preferred purple, so even his official uniform was dark purple, which made his peach blossom eyes look even brighter.
All the court officials' eyes were on him, not only attracted by his appearance, but more importantly, they had a changed impression of him.
"The Ninth Prince is indeed a man who would make a big splash if he did make a name for himself!" Some court officials noticed that the Emperor had a special regard for the Ninth Prince who had returned with merit, and they also wanted to step forward and ask for good luck.
With one person's praise, others couldn't help but want to take it. How could such a good job be shared by just one person
"The Ninth Prince is truly an exceptional talent, he has just been hiding his talent too deeply." Even the Minister of the Chancellery who had opposed him before came out to praise him.
"Yes, the emperor is smart and wise, and now he has the Ninth Prince as his right-hand man. It is really a cause for celebration!"
There was endless praise, but Fu Huaiyu just curled the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, looking very relaxed, as if he didn't care about the serious atmosphere of the court.
Fu Yuheng just narrowed his eyes slightly and watched every move of the ministers in the court. He knew very well how many of these people were sincerely congratulating him and how many were just there to watch the show.
In the past, the Ninth Prince Fu Huaiyu gave everyone the impression that he was unruly and idle all day long. Even though he was the son of the previous emperor, he was not even one thousandth as good as the current emperor. Now it seems that this Ninth Prince should not be underestimated.
At the very least, a young man who is considered a dandy in the eyes of others suddenly works hard to govern the country and is able to solve such a difficult problem as the flood in the south of the Yangtze River. He is definitely not a simple person.
It turns out that the descendants of the previous emperor are not easy to deal with!
Fu Huaiyu's charming peach blossom eyes stared straight at the person at the top who did not speak. He wanted to see what his royal brother would think.
The person above suddenly relaxed his lips and revealed a relieved smile.
"Old Nine has done a really good job this time. I am amazed!" His face seemed to soften a little and yet become even colder, making it impossible to tell his true emotions.
"I am so proud of you, my brother." His manner was the same as before. "It is your grace and blessing. I am just enjoying your blessing."
Fu Yuheng's sharp gaze stayed on him for a moment before moving away, with a meaningful smile on his lips, looking at the ministers, "Ninth Prince Fu Huaiyu has made great contributions to the flood control in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will give him some rewards."
Fu Yuheng was not stingy and gave him a lot of gold and silver treasures. He also encouraged him verbally, "My brother is so capable. In the future, you must be my brother's right-hand man and participate more in government affairs."
Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyu frowned slightly. Why did he actually want him to participate more in politics
Doubts suddenly appeared in her heart, and the words she spoke were careless, "My Royal Brother is too kind."
"How can it be flattery? Many ministers in the court have also praised my brother's abilities. Am I talking nonsense?" Although there was some teasing in his words, he was full of majesty.
"Your Majesty is right. The Ninth Prince does not need to be so humble." A minister immediately stepped forward to agree, "The Ninth Prince's ability is obvious to all."
Fu Huaiyu's brows furrowed deeper and he looked up at the man above him, the corners of his mouth curled up leisurely, with a kind of calm and determined spirit.
He lowered his head and thought about it, but could not come up with an explanation.
"Ninth brother, please do not hang around in places of entertainment in the future. You will lose your identity there." The smile on his face disappeared, and he said like a stern father, "You are a child of the royal family after all. If others see you, they will only gossip about you! Do you understand?"
Fu Huaiyu bowed with both hands and responded respectfully, "I will keep it in mind."
Fu Yuheng mentioned some more state affairs before leaving the court. After Fu Huaiyu left the hall, he was still wondering what the emperor meant.
"Ninth Prince, please take better care of me in the future!" On the way down from the court, many ministers came to curry favor with him. He was already annoyed because he couldn't guess Fu Yuheng's intentions, so how could he have the mood to deal with these people
After responding with a few casual words, he returned to his mansion, but he was still troubled by that smile and those words. The more he couldn't guess, the angrier he became.
Her peach blossom eyes usually looked cold, but at this moment a heavily made-up woman suddenly appeared.
She was wearing revealing clothes, and she held his arm tenderly, saying in a delicate voice, "My Lord, you are finally back. I missed you so much!"
Normally he liked to make some jokes or be flirty with them for a while, but today he was in no mood at all.
I wanted to throw off the restraints on my arms, but the woman had no tact at all and insisted on sticking to me. "My Lord, why are you so rough today?"
Normally, the Ninth Prince was not seen to be so unkind. His peach blossom eyes always made their faces blush. Today, they just thought he was having a little temper and needed her to coax him.
She pulled his arm hard and kept moving closer to him, not noticing his increasingly gloomy face.
"My Lord, don't you miss me? I'm going to be in trouble." She hooked her hands around his neck, and seeing that he looked a little unhappy, she smiled and said, "My Lord, who are you angry with? How about I help you relax?"
She was very suggestive and even took the initiative to offer a kiss, but before she touched those cold lips, she was thrown out.
"Ah!" The woman fell heavily to the ground, and the anger in Fu Huaiyu's stomach was gradually ignited.
"Your Majesty, my bones are about to be broken when I fell, and you don't even bother to comfort me!" She was originally sent by the Minister to calm Fu Huaiyu, but he went to Jiangnan just after she was sent in, so she has not been able to meet him since then. Now that she has been thrown down like this, it must be very painful!
Fu Huaiyu glanced at her coldly, and the words he uttered were also extremely cold, "Disappear from my sight within three seconds, or I will really break your bones!"
He was so angry that he had no place to vent it. Since she was not afraid of death and came to him, she shouldn't blame him for being rude.
“Your Highness, you…” The woman on the ground’s pupils slowly shrank, revealing a look of fear, but his expression was too scary, she did not dare to pursue it any further, and did not care about the pain in her body, she just wanted to escape quickly, otherwise if she really broke a bone…