Chapter 421: Chapter 243: Peace Marriage_2
"Aren’t these doctors here in Lingnan for us?"
"On one hand, they are here for us, and on the other hand, to gather information about the local ailments in Lingnan." Shen Miao pointed to the distant mountains with his horsewhip, "The main purpose is to understand the poisoning and find ways to address it."
"The poisoning in Lingnan is no joke." Liu Jun had experienced the terror of the miasma some time ago. If it weren’t for the doctors following along, he might still be ill.
"From this, you can see that the Tenth Prince is very foresighted," Shen Miao continued, "Next, the Emperor will send more people to Lingnan."
"The Emperor really favors the Tenth Prince, preparing everything for him before he even arrived in Lingnan," Liu Jun sighed, "I hope the Tenth Prince won’t let us down."
"Hasn’t Uncle Liu told you?" Shen Miao found it strange that Liu Jun didn’t seem very impressed by the Tenth Prince.
Liu Jun asked with a puzzled look, "Told me what?"
"The Tenth Prince is..."
Far away in the capital, Zhao Yao suddenly sneezed.
"Your Highness, have you caught a cold?" During these days, the weather in the capital was getting colder, and Tong Xi constantly worried that Zhao Yao might catch a cold and fall ill. The Prince must not get sick, otherwise he would end up like last year.
Seeing Tong Xi acting as if facing a major enemy, Zhao Yao said helplessly, "I just sneezed, no need to be so nervous." After speaking, he sniffed, "I’m not caught in a cold, it’s probably someone speaking ill of me behind my back."
"Your Highness, it might be wise to have the Imperial Physician check your pulse later." It was no wonder Tong Xi was so jumpy. Last year, Zhao Yao caught a cold and was ill for several months, almost dying from it.
"I’m really fine." Zhao Yao rubbed his nose and said, "Don’t tell my mother." If his mother knew he sneezed, even if he wasn’t ill, she would definitely make him take medicine.
"But..."
Zhao Yao glared at Tong Xi, warning him sternly, "If you tell my mother, you’re dead."
Tong Xi nodded in terror, "I won’t say a word." The Prince forbade him to tell the Empress, but he didn’t say not to tell the Fourth Prince. When he sees the Fourth Prince later, he’ll tell him.
Zhao Yao walked with his hands tucked in his sleeves, like a little old man.
"Does the palace have chestnuts?"
Tong Xi was taken aback by the question, then quickly thought and said, "The Imperial Kitchen should have some."
"Go to the Imperial Kitchen later and get some chestnuts, then take them back to Kunde Hall, have the small kitchen fry some and roast some," Zhao Yao said, "In winter, one should eat fried chestnuts and roasted chestnuts."
"Your Highness, won’t you eat chestnut cakes?" Tong Xi asked deliberately, "Chestnut cakes are also delicious."
"Of course, I will." Thinking of what to eat in winter, Zhao Yao couldn’t help but recall a dream of Zhao Yao eating roasted sweet potatoes, "The most important is roasted sweet potatoes; it’s too bad they haven’t found any yet." His distant cousin’s foreign friend’s friend will only visit Mysir next spring.
"Your Highness, didn’t you often say that hot pot is the best thing to eat in winter? How did it become roasted sweet potatoes now?"
"What do you know, roasted sweet potatoes are a snack," Zhao Yao said, "Roasted sweet potatoes are fragrant, sweet, and glutinous; most importantly, holding them warms your hands." After saying this, Zhao Yao’s mouth watered.
"My stomach’s growling, let’s hurry and find Fourth Brother for a meal."
When Zhao Yao arrived at Lanyuan Pavilion, the Fourth Prince had already instructed someone to prepare the hot pot.
"Fourth Brother, what do you plan to give Father as a birthday gift?" In a few days, it would be Father’s birthday, but he still hadn’t decided what to give. Talking about birthday gifts, Zhao Yao secretly despised the Emperor in his heart. That impudent father actually asked him for a birthday gift, demanding that it must be good. If the birthday gift didn’t please him, he surely wouldn’t let him off.
How shameless must a father be to ask the youngest son for a gift and demand it meets his tastes? When he asked that bothersome father what he wanted, the stubborn father told him to think of it himself.
He’s not a worm in his father’s belly; how could he know what he wants?
The bothersome father must be making things difficult for him on purpose!
The Fourth Prince dipped a piece of lamb into Zhao Yao’s bowl and said gently, "I’ve prepared a longevity painting for Father."
"Fourth Brother, didn’t you give Father a longevity calligraphy last year?" The Fourth Prince’s calligraphy was the best among the Princes, and last year’s longevity calligraphy gift earned the Emperor’s praise. "A calligraphy last year, a painting this year?"
"Yes."
Zhao Yao looked on enviously, "I still don’t know what to give Father." Unfortunately, his calligraphy and painting skills aren’t great, or he would have drawn a longevity painting to give Father. "Fourth Brother, do you know what Father likes?"