The 48 is extremely important to me

  From Baichangguo to Donglingguo, riding a fast horse and whipping it on, at least seven days are needed for the journey.

  When the flying pigeon delivered the letter, it coincided with the arrival of nightfall. Inside the Dongling State Imperial Palace, the lights were shining brightly. Zhang Gonggong had the letter tube tucked in his bosom and hastily rushed through the corridor, almost colliding head-on with someone who came out from the corner gate.

  "Grandfather, where are you going?"

  The lamp shone brightly, illuminating the figure of a woman around forty years old. She was dressed in a purple jacket with a golden belt and a red skirt, over which she wore a cloak embroidered with intricate flowers. Her hair was styled in a neat bun adorned with a jade hairpin, and her face wore a gentle smile as she gazed at Zhang Gonggong.

  Director Zhang looked at her face, and his heart couldn't help but jump in surprise: wasn't this the red favorite beside the Empress Dowager, Sun? He put away his sleeves, adjusted the letter tube inside, and returned a palace salute to the palace maid: "So it's Auntie Sun. I'm going back to serve the Crown Prince."

  "It's said that the Emperor has gone out of the palace to attend to some matters. The Empress Dowager only just heard about it today and said that perhaps the Emperor wanted someone to inform her but forgot, leaving the young Crown Prince alone in the palace is not proper." Sun Shu gently sighed for the Empress Dowager.

  The Empress Dowager was surprised that Li Zimo had not established a successor for so long and was raising his son alone.

  Zhang Gonggong wiped away cold sweat and suppressed his false alarm: "Your Highness may have fallen asleep. Today, Palace Lord happened to enter the palace and accompany Your Highness."

  There was a national uncle accompanying the prince, and everyone knew that Li Dongyun was the little prince's national uncle. Sun Auntie's eyes sparkled with a thick smile: "So it was Palace Lord who entered the palace, Zhang Gonggong should have gone to Yongsu Palace to report earlier."

  "Yes, it's this old slave's fault." Zhang Gonggong feared that delaying further would reveal the heavenly secret, so he hastily made an excuse to leave, "Auntie, this old slave needs to hurry back and take care of the crown prince. This old slave will report to Her Majesty in Yongshou Palace tomorrow."

  Aunt Sun stepped aside to let him pass. Director Zhang almost ran away. The palace lanterns shone on Director Zhang's back as he hurried away, and in Aunt Sun's eyes, it was just a flash.

  Rushing to the Crown Prince's palace, Zhang Gonggong looked from afar and saw two shadows, one big and one small, reflected on the thin window paper.

  Gong Xiangru followed the order to wait in the palace, with nothing to do, saw that "Little Taizi" was in good spirits, and accompanied "Little Taizi" to play a game of Five Sons Chess.

  Don't look at Xiaomu as a poor student, but in Go, because his mother often said she was bored when she had nothing to do, she pulled him to play chess since childhood. He didn't like reading books, but he learned a lot about playing chess with interest.

  Huamujin rubbed his fists and palms, thinking that he had often pretended to lose at chess in order to please his mother, but this time playing with a stranger, he could finally play freely.

  "Double kill!" The small hand forcefully slammed the black piece onto the chessboard, and as he got excited, his little shoulders couldn't help but swing left and right in a disco move that his mother had taught him.

  The beautiful little Yan has two vigorous and spirited small eyebrows, which are clearly something that the mature young master has never possessed.

  Looking at this lively "little prince", Gong Xiangru's smiling eyes gazed and gazed, suddenly feeling as if she had traversed time and space, and a wave of irrepressible melancholy swept across the bottom of her eyes.

  Director Zhang walked in and stood beside him, calling out softly: "Your Excellency."

  Upon hearing the voice, Gong Xiangyu stood up and suddenly remembered to turn back to "Young Master" and say: "It's late at night, I respectfully ask Your Highness to rest and take care of your dragon body."

  For this man who is as gentle and lovely as her mother, Huamurong didn't feel like she would reject him from the bottom of her heart. She nodded slightly, imitating Laidongyuan's calm demeanor, and waved her small hand: "You can withdraw now."

  Look at him, pretending to be so proper and nobody noticed. His little eyebrows rose up proudly.

  What a lovely child!

  Director Zhang couldn't help but laugh, hurriedly raised his sleeve to cover his mouth, and looked up to see that he hadn't expected to see a smile on Palace Director Xiang's face, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing some amusement.

  This is indeed a rare sight. Zhang Gonggong was amazed in his heart. He thought that this Palace Lord, as the emperor's uncle, had excellent medical skills and was also a wise politician, who had made great contributions to the imperial court and was respected by all. Unfortunately, people close to him knew that this Palace Lord, like Li Zimo, had not truly laughed with abandon for a long time. The smiles he showed on his face were almost all pretenses, just acting, but in the officialdom, it was indeed so, and Gonggong, as the emperor's uncle, could not be an exception.

  "Let's go, Zhang Gonggong." After seeing "Xiao Taizi" enter the inner room, Gong Xiangru finally took a step forward and led Zhang Gonggong to the adjacent inner room.

  Mr. Zhang carefully closed the fan door and handed over the letter tube hidden in his arms.

  Miyoshi Akira opened the emergency secret letter, scanned the text on it, and his eyebrows immediately furrowed, revealing to others the extreme turmoil in his heart.

  "Lord Gong?" Zhang Gonggong did not know what was in the letter.

  Gonggong, the Emperor has an order. I have to leave the capital immediately. You stay here and take good care of the Crown Prince. Don't let him out of the palace under any circumstances.

  Zhang Gonggong heard this and was equally worried about the safety of the young master, so he didn't dare block his way. As he hurried to make way for him, he suddenly remembered the encounter with Sun Gugu on the road and asked anxiously: "When will Palace Lord return?"

  "Director Zhang has something to say." The foot that had been raised took a half-step forward, and Gong Xiangru turned his head back.

  "It so happened that Lao Nü ran into Sun Gu Gu on the road, and Sun Gu Gu said that Empress Dowager wanted to invite Your Highness to Yong Shou Palace."

  The palace was as white and clean as jade, but a faint, almost imperceptible dark glow flashed across it. The voice remained warm and gentle: "Don't worry, Zhang Gonggong, if the Empress Dowager asks, just say that the Emperor has ordered the Crown Prince to close the door and study hard, cultivate his character, and no one is allowed to disturb the Crown Prince's studies. Tomorrow morning, the Crown Prince's tutor will enter the palace to supervise the Crown Prince's reading."

  Director Zhang's frown immediately dissipated upon hearing this, and he praised: "Palace Director is indeed wise."

  Out of the house, the vehicle was ready. Gong Xiangru took over the medicine box handed by Xiao Yaotong and stepped onto the carriage. The carriage drove through the palace gate, passed through the East City Gate, and two rows of dark riders followed behind to escort the carriage.

  On the road, they rushed to Binyang Town, the meeting place written in Lizi Mo's letter, which took two days. Gong Xiangru sat in the carriage with a calm and meditative expression. Accompanying him was an old steward of the Gong family, an old house minister, known as Liu Shu.

  As Liu Shu was mute, when he came in to report by lifting the car curtain, he could only use gestures to describe.

  "Is it time yet?" Palace Xiangru's hand tapped on her attire, as she had rushed out and didn't have time to change clothes, so she could only throw on a cloak to cover up her identity.

  Sixth Uncle saw his tired expression and gestured again: Young Master, I think you didn't sleep well, why not take a short nap.

  How can he sleep now? It's not that the car is uncomfortable to sleep in, but rather, after reading the words written by Li Zi Mo in his own handwriting, he hasn't calmed down. What was written was:

  This person may be of great importance to me, so please hurry and bring him here immediately.

  Who can make Li Zimo write two important words?

  The horse carriage took advantage of the midnight hour to enter the post station in Boyang Town. As Lei Zimo's trip was a secret one, he naturally wouldn't disturb the town government office.

  Qing Hu received the secret report and was waiting at the back door of the post station. As soon as Gong Xiangru arrived, he hastily went forward and whispered: "Lord Gong, the young master is expecting you."

  The palace is like an eyebrow, with one stroke.

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