Chapter 20 — Royal Regret

“If everyone feels that one less thing is better than one more, the people who die on the northern border will be innocent soldiers.” I suddenly couldn't say a word of reproach. This child is not someone who just wants to preserve himself after all. I am both proud of him and worried about him. That night, I ordered Xuan Dao to replace a group of guards in the palace and secretly send a letter to Mr. Co. Mr. Co responded very quickly. There was only one sentence on the letter. Unpolished jade does not become a precious object, it must be polished but it must also be protected. Three days later, the Military Salary case broke out. The Crown Prince personally investigated and pulled out two heads of the Household Ministry, an in-law of the Khanh Quoc Cong Palace and several food merchants. The capital was in an uproar. Tieu Nghien's name was once again pushed out in front of everyone. Some people praise him for being young and upright. There are also people who scold him without knowing how serious or light it is. Khanh Quoc Cong Phu hated him even more until he gritted his teeth. The slap at the school in the past only made them lose face. Now the investigation of the draft case has cut off their finances. This time Tieu Thua Canh did not scold me. He called Tieu Nghien to the front yard and talked for a long time. When Tieu Nghien returned, his expression was calm. I asked: "What did the king say?" It said: "He said the water in the tide is deep, you have to discuss everything with him first in the future." "How do you answer?" "I said, thank you Vuong for reminding me." I looked at him. "Just say that?" Tieu Nghien nodded. I smiled. Now he has learned that no fishing rod will reveal the tip. The more polite the responses are, the more difficult it is for people to find a place to act. Half a month after the rape case was investigated, Tieu Nghien was attacked on his way back to the palace. That day it rained very heavily. The guards risked their lives to stop the assassins, and the carriage overturned at the end of the long street. When news spread to the Royal Palace, Xuan Dao's legs became weak. I ran to the medical shop, Tieu Nghien was leaning on the tower, his left arm wrapped in a thick white cloth. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of poison almost makes people unable to breathe. Seeing me come in, the first thing it said was: "Don't be afraid, mother." I went to the tower, raised my hand and hit its right shoulder. Strength is not strong. But its eyes immediately turned red. My voice trembled. "What did I say?" "Earning success is not gambling with your life." Tieu Nghien said in a low voice: "Remember, child." "So you still make me like this?" He said: "The assassin targets the books." "The books are in my chest." "I can't lose them." I looked at his pale face, heartbroken to the point of burning. "The lost books can still be investigated." "If you lose, where will I go to pick them up?" another son coming back?" Finally, he bowed his head. "The baby is wrong." I sat next to the tower, covering the corner of the blanket for him. "If he's wrong, then he'll recover." "If he doesn't recover, he won't be able to return to the Army." He softly agreed. Tieu Thua Canh then also ran over. Seeing Tieu Nghien injured, his face became very ugly. This time, the worry in his eyes didn't look like he was pretending. He stood in front of the tower, his voice deep and hoarse. "Whoever did it, this king will definitely investigate to the end." Tieu Nghien was not comfortable bowing, just bowed his head and said: "Thank you, Your Highness." Hearing that sentence, Tieu Thua Canh's eyes felt like they were stabbed by something. He looked at me. "Than Lenh Nghi, let him return to the palace to recover." I said: "Of course." He paused then continued: "Go back to the hospital." I raised my eyes to look at him. The lights in the medical shop were a bit dim, and the sound of rain pounding under the eaves. Tieu Nghien also raised his head to look at me. I spoke calmly. "He returned to Hanh Vu courtyard." Tieu Thua Canh frowned. "He was injured like this, do you still want to fight with this king?" I looked at him. "Your Majesty misunderstood." "It's not that I want to fight." "But he has always grown up there." 19 In the end, Tieu Nghien still returned to Hanh Vu courtyard. Tieu Thua Canh stood in front of the medical shop door, his face gloomy

like a rainy night sky. He wanted to take away his son who could now draw attention to the court. But Tieu Nghien only said one sentence: "The baby wants to go back to his mother." This sentence made him more awkward than any argument. On returning to the palace, the gate of Hanh Vu monastery was opened a crack. Not for Tieu Thua Canh. But for Tieu Nghien. Xuan Dao helped him get out of the car, tears falling all the way. I let the doctor stay in the next room, day and night to look after his wound. Tieu Nghien's left arm was deeply injured. The pain made it difficult to sleep at night. He was afraid that I would worry, even his moans were suppressed in his throat. I sat by the bed and said coldly: "If it hurts, say so." He opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid my mother will be heartbroken." I brought the bowl of water to his lips. "If you hide it, I'll be even more heartbroken." He was silent for a moment and then finally gently nodded. That night, for the first time it cried out in pain in front of me. When I heard it, my heart felt like it was being crushed little by little. The draft case does not stop because it is injured. The Crown Prince borrowed the assassination story to investigate further. The in-laws of Khanh Quoc Cong Palace were sent to prison. Several salary merchants had their assets confiscated. Two heads of the Household Ministry were beheaded. The gap in wage shortages at the northern border was closed. The name Tieu Nghien also followed the bright yellow edict and spread throughout the capital.