The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

This kid cunningly brought out the Emperor; can you really get past the Emperor?

Upon hearing this, the ministers had no choice but to direct the toast to Ye Zi’an.

After a round had passed, Ye Zi’an felt somewhat dizzy, but luckily he had the hangover remedy that Mu Shaoling had prepared in advance.

Speaking of whom, Mu Shaoling and Dongyang were truly dumbfounded at the moment. The shocks of the evening had been too great.

How did Lele get ennobled as a prince?

Mu Shaoling stared at Lele several times, musing internally, ’Will I have to salute this kid in the future? This doesn’t feel so great. No wonder those ministers are reluctant.’

At this moment, the banquet hall was filled with small groups gathering together, all quietly discussing the ennoblement event; and Lele was the one most talked about. Seeing this, Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia took the child and left the palace early.

By the time people at the banquet wanted to find Ye Zi’an to discuss life, Ye Zi’an and his family were already sitting in their carriage.

For a moment, the carriage was somewhat quiet, an eerie kind of quiet.

Ye Zi’an had drunk a few extra glasses of wine, and though he felt a bit uncomfortable, his mind was exceptionally clear.

"Dad!" Lele hesitated for a while before speaking up.

Upon hearing his voice, Ye Zi’an opened his eyes, "How did you know about those things? When did you find out?"

"Today in the palace, when I was playing in the courtyard with the children from my cousin’s family, a little eunuch passed me a note."

Lele paused before asking Ye Zi’an, "Dad, what does the Emperor’s phrase mean?"

Ye Zi’an looked at him for a while, but still saw him looking straight back with open eyes, not showing any signs of backing down. He couldn’t help but admire in his heart. It was no surprise that his son, at such a young age, was extraordinarily brave and made others wary.

"How do you understand that phrase?" Ye Zi’an asked him.

Seeing the seriousness between father and son, Yang Chuxia lifted the curtain of the carriage. Ye Er was driving the carriage and Ye San was following behind with the guards. After thinking for a while, she said to Ye Er, "Drive the carriage to the city gate, then come back later." Yang Chuxia thought it was better to have this kind of conversation outside. Who knows if Old Mu’s family has someone else listening in.

"Instigate discord between father and son," Lele lowered his voice, "He said that if I want to outlive you, he would ennoble you. If you were someone who craved power, being so young as I am, I could get sick or end up in water, any mishap could happen, and without me, you could be made a prince. And I am not foolish; I definitely wouldn’t sit by waiting for death. If you truly were power-hungry, I would have to be wary of you, and even if I survived, our father-son relationship would surely be estranged."

"Without the support of my father, it would be like losing the support of my brothers and the family clan, and I wouldn’t be able to cause any significant uproar in the future."

"But what I don’t understand is, knowing that you are not that kind of person, why would he say such a thing?"

Ye Zi’an was once again shocked by his son’s words; the deeper meaning of the Emperor’s words had eluded many of the adults.

"He said that because he is thinking from a man’s perspective. No man dislikes power; he doesn’t believe that I don’t crave power, he just thinks that I hide it better." Ye Zi’an thought for a while and then held Lele close, "Since the Emperor has already made you a prince, just be a good prince. Your dad will always be your dad, so don’t worry too much. As for everything else, I will shield you."

"Hehe, I knew he made the wrong calculation." Lele hugged Ye Zi’an’s neck and said, "But dad, isn’t he kind of funny? Why would he need to be wary of a kid like me? When I was in the palace, I vaguely had that feeling."