In the middle of the night, Song Mansion, the capital of Beidi Kingdom.
Song Zhiyuan put the letter on the candle and burned it to ashes, raised his head and stared at Yang, "In three days, you will take Ling Wei to the Baifo Temple to burn incense and visit Princess Che by the way."
Yang nodded, "I understand."
On the second day after returning to Baifo Temple, Yang took Song Lingwei to offer incense at Baifo Temple.
After offering incense and asking for fortune-telling, we came to the back mountain.
Song Lingwei frowned slightly and looked at Yang in confusion, "Mother, didn't you say that Princess Che is ill and doesn't see anyone else?"
Yang said to Song Lingwei as she walked: "That was before. Now Princess Che is in good health and will return to the capital soon."
Yang could somewhat guess what Song Zhiyuan was doing these days.
The Song family is the ancestral family of Li Junche. Regardless of whether they side with each other, as long as the future emperor is not Li Junche, the Song family will not end well.
Since Li Junche was injured and fell into coma, Yang was also very worried.
Song Zhiyuan's life in the Ministry of Justice was not easy.
Wen Jinhe entertained the two people in the courtyard behind the mountain. After talking for a while, Yang glanced at Li Junche walking out of the room being supported by Zhao Bi.
Suddenly she looked at Wen Jinhe with a somewhat flustered expression, "Princess, is Prince Che awake?"
She thought Song Zhiyuan just asked her to come to Baifo Temple to find out about Princess Che, but she didn't expect such a surprise waiting for her.
Wen Jinhe nodded, and Yang brought Song Lingwei over to burn incense. Li Junche asked Song Zhiyuan to arrange it, in order to spread the news of Li Junche's awakening through Yang's mouth.
Not only that, after Yang left, Li Junche and Wen Jinhe even went to the main hall of Baifo Temple to worship the Buddha.
Many people who came to offer incense saw it with their own eyes, including the spies watching outside.
He Shi rushed to the capital with a letter in his arms and arrived almost at the same time as Yang.
In the palace.
The eunuch hurriedly walked into the imperial study, with his hands on his abdomen and his waist bent, "Your Majesty, a letter from the second prince has been sent from Baifo Temple."
Li Jingxing, who was reviewing the papers, raised his head sluggishly and said in a rough voice, "Whose handwritten letter?"
"Back to the emperor, it's Prince Che."
Li Jingxing stood up quickly, walked around the desk quickly, took the letter's header, and tore open the seal.
His eyes scanned the familiar handwriting.
After reading the letter, Li Jingxing laughed and said intermittently, "Okay!"
"good!"
"Junche finally woke up."
Li Jingxing's shoulders shrugged slightly, his tense face immediately relaxed, and he read the letter over and over again.
There was only one prince left in the huge Beidi Kingdom, which made Li Jingxing, the emperor, very worried because he had no other choice.
He even went in and out of the harem several times more frequently than before, just hoping that one of his concubines would get pregnant and give birth to several more princes for him.
It's a pity that after two months of busy work, there was no movement.
As soon as Yang returned to the house, she asked her servants to spread the news that Li Junche had regained consciousness.
After hearing this, the people talked a lot, not sure whether it was true or not, after all, they had never seen it with their own eyes.
At this moment, the door to Prince Che's Mansion, which had been closed for more than a month, opened.
Ever since Wen Jinhe and Li Junche left the palace and went to Baifo Temple, Butler Li had people close the main door of the palace and refuse visitors.
He Shi and ten guards galloped out of the city from the palace in an open and bright manner.
Butler Li ordered his servants to go out to buy things. He Shi brought news that the prince and princess would be back tomorrow.
A series of actions by Prince Che's Mansion consolidated the news spread by the Yang family.
The second prince, who had been bathing in the Buddha's light for more than a month, had really woken up.
Is the Buddha of Baifo Temple really so spiritual?
In the study room of Prince Heng's Mansion.
Li Yuheng stared at the spy who came back from the Baifo Temple in disbelief, "Even the imperial doctor said that Li Junche would never wake up. How could he wake up after living in the temple for a while?"
The spy clenched his fist and replied nervously: "My subordinates saw Prince Che and Princess Che offering incense in the main hall of Baifo Temple. Although Prince Che was being supported, his face looked good."
Li Yuheng's face was distorted, and his chest seemed to be strangled. He stood there and frowned.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the palace that the second prince will return to the capital tomorrow and the emperor will visit Prince Che's Mansion in person." The guard opened the study door and walked in.
Li Jingxing's sudden awakening was enough to make Li Yuheng at a loss.
Are you so anxious to come back tomorrow?
The emperor wants to visit Prince Che’s Mansion in person!
What would the civil and military officials think?
Although in the past few months, civil and military officials have turned to him, but that was when there were no other princes.
Once Li Junche comes back, some people will definitely be shaken.
Li Yuheng had a severe headache and closed his mouth with a sullen face, not wanting to speak.
The guard raised his eyes and looked at Li Yuheng, "Your Majesty, before the second prince comes back, why not send someone to assassinate him again."
"No, there are secret guards of Prince Che's Mansion all over the mountain behind Baifo Temple. There will be many people on the way back. Once exposed, I will be implicated."
Today's great situation was created by Li Yuheng with all his efforts. At this time, it is even more difficult for him to mess up his position.
The journey back to the city the next day was smooth sailing.
Butler Li even set off firecrackers in front of the palace.
Wen Jinhe hadn't had much rest when his subordinates came to report that the emperor had arrived.
Hurrying to the door, Emperor Li Jingxing had just gotten off the carriage.
"Greetings to my father."
"Kowtow to the Emperor."
There was a crowd of people kneeling outside the mansion.
The emperor lifted Li Junche up with one hand, looked at him from head to toe, and said happily: "It'll be fine if you wake up."
He glanced at Wen Jinhe who was standing aside, "Princess Che has worked hard during this time, and Che'er deserves a lot of credit for being able to wake you up." "
Wen Jinhe bowed slightly and said, "Everything is what a daughter-in-law should do."
Li Jingxing even had lunch at Prince Che's Mansion before returning to the palace.
Wen Jinhe stared at the disappearing rear of the car and looked at Li Junche hesitantly, "Father's attitude is a bit strange."
Li Jingxing did not love Li Junche, and this state of affairs would not change instantly just because Li Junche recovered from his serious illness.
After all, he was a father who gave up on his son just because of the imperial doctor's diagnosis.
Li Junche pulled Wen Jinhe toward the mansion. The emperor was there just now, and the two of them were so reserved that they didn't eat much.
"Li Yuheng was too popular, and my father wanted to use me to suppress his momentum in the court." Having been a father and son for decades, Li Junche understood the emperor's thoughts.
He has never been stingy with valuable chess pieces.
"I can see that my father likes you very much now." From the moment he got off the carriage, the emperor's expression on Wen Jinhe was very gentle, and the praise in his words was very obvious.
Wen Jinhe's eyes slightly raised, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe it's to take you away from the palace. I acted too realistically and scared him."
After all, the imperial doctor at that time concluded that Wen Jinhe would be exhausted.
After resting in the palace for three days, Li Junche went to the morning court.
Many shopkeepers in the capital entered through the side door of the palace with their account books.
After Wen Jinhe finished his breakfast, the backyard was already full of people.
By the time everyone finished reporting, it was already two hours later.
Especially the eight royal merchants. The merchants who came from all over the world these days have been turned away by them, and they have lost an unknown amount of money.
Now that I have a backbone, I can’t wait to know what to do next.
The task Wen Jinhe gave them was to expand production and start making money.
