He couldn't sit still and stood up and said, "I want to enter the palace. The emperor has been thinking about the sea trade these days, but he doesn't know where to start. You are the right time to start your memorial."

When Cao Yong heard this, he was stunned and hurriedly said, "Thirteenth Master, this document is just a draft, and there are still many shortcomings. Can you hand it over to two days?"

Although it is a draft, it can be as thick as tens of thousands of words.

The reason why it is difficult to hand it over to the imperial court is that the moji is new and old, and some places, as well as the statistics on tax revenue of the Southern Song Dynasty's marine trade that were later added, seem a bit messy.

The Thirteenth Prince smiled and shook his head, saying, "This is just right. If you write it neatly after two days, you might have violated the taboo."

Cao Yong thought about the information that the Thirteenth Prince had just said, and understood the taste, but he felt cold on his back.

After leaving the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Cao Yong stroked his forehead and felt extremely lucky...

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Cao's mansion and had not yet dismounted, Cao Yong saw several familiar figures coming out of the mansion.

When Cao Yong saw this, he smiled and turned over and dismounted.

"Master!" The face of wind and frost, the one who came forward to see the greeting was not someone else, but Cao Yi and Zhang Yi who accompanied Hang Seng to Khalkha.

Others don’t know where the road is far and away, but Cao Yong knows that even if the father of Hang Seng is located, it will take more than a month to arrive in Beijing even if it is a fast horse.

"I thought you would be back next year, why did you get back so quickly?" Cao Yong helped the two of them up and asked with a smile.

Although Hang Seng mentioned going back to fight for the Double Ninth Festival before leaving, Cao Yong did not take it seriously.

Calculate the days, Hang Seng set off in late June to leave Beijing. Even if he did not stay in Khalkha, it would take three months to travel back and forth.

I'm back now, and I haven't been in Khalkha for a month.

With the prince’s love for his son in recent years, he should not be too slow to treat Hang Seng.

Could it be the old Khan or the prince's concubine...

Cao Yong couldn't help but frown. Although Hang Seng's life experience seemed to be criticized by the world, he was a protector and he never allowed others to be wronged by his children.

He turned around and said to Zhang Yi: "What's the situation in Khalkha? Let me tell me?"

"Master, the old Khan has passed away. Now the prince in the royal family has sent his subordinates to the capital to report to the Lifan Courtyard and brought a memorial to the imperial court. The prince originally wanted to keep the second master for the New Year. The second master only said that he was busy with his studies, so he went on a road with the subordinates who came to the capital to the Khan's mansion." Zhang Yi bowed and replied, "In front of the prince, the second master did not say anything, but privately talked to the young people. The second master was concerned about the mansion, thinking about the fate of the old man and the others, and the matter of Miss Ping's marriage." Zhang Yi bowed and said.

Zhang Yi was a few years older than Cao Yong, and he was in his prime. Although Cao Yi was not confused, he was a warrior and had always been strong.

Now the two have cleared a lot, their lips are dry and chapped, their faces are red and black, and their eyes are sunken.

They were like this, let alone the young Hang Seng.

Cao Yong shook his head and said, "He is messing around, you don't persuade him anymore, so you are so anxious."

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "I didn't rush like this before. When I arrived in Naturalization, I heard that the master was just given the Governor of Zhili. The second master was worried, so he rushed back without stopping."

Although he didn't mention himself, he didn't even change his clothes. When he was waiting for Cao Yong to come back at the door, he was worried that he was no less than Hang Seng.

Cao Yong saw the concern in his eyes and was quite moved, but he remembered the injury of Zhang Yi's eldest son and said, "Go home first. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, some changes occurred while watching the lanterns. Zhang Ao and Changsheng were both injured. Thanks to the Zheng family waiter, nothing major happened."

Zhang Yi didn't care and said with a smile: "I heard that the boy is naughty and bumps, but it's not a big deal. I'm just worried about the master."

Although he spoke relaxed, he was concerned about his son and said a few more words, and Zhang Yi hurried away.

Cao Yi was left, "Hehe" standing aside, but refused to leave.

Seeing this, Cao Yong couldn't help but wonder. Cao Yi was born in a turbulent family and had always been free from words and deeds. How could he have been so hesitant and shy?

"The second worshiper has something to say to Cao?" Cao Yong rushed to the inner courtyard to see Hengsheng, and said bluntly.

Cao Yi restrained his smile, took a little solemnly, and said, "Mr. Cao still remembers that before I escorted the second young master out of Qingyuan, I mentioned to Mr. Cao that I would like to ask Mr. Cao to help me after I came back?"

Cao Yong nodded, there was something like this. Cao Yong also said at the time that as long as he did not violate the law, Cao Yong would do his best.

Not for others, he just worshipped Cao Yi in the Cao family for more than ten years and protected the safety of the Cao family. Cao Yong had long wanted to do something for him.
Chapter completed!