Then!
As if she had thought of something, Lu clan smiled at Shen Yu'er and said, "Although I am merely a woman and do not understand matters of state, I have long heard the name Marquis of Victory like thunder in my ears."
"It has spread throughout all of Ying Tian City."
"Especially my son Yun Wen, who has long admired Marquis of Victory."
"Marquis of Victory is especially skilled at commanding troops and has been hailed as the Ming Dynasty's foremost valiant general. If Marquis of Victory returns someday, I would like Yun Wen to learn from him properly."
Hearing this,
Zhu Yuanzhang, seated in the place of honor, frowned slightly.
Zhu Biao's expression also changed somewhat.
Lu clan!
She was still too impatient.
What she had displayed this time was clearly her desire to win Zhu Ying over for her son.
On the surface, she was using her son's admiration to draw closer to him, but in truth, she wanted to recruit him.
Before Zhu Yuanzhang and his son, this was naturally a rather petty tactic.
Faced with Lu clan's sudden words, Shen Yu'er was somewhat caught off guard. Although she did not understand much about officialdom, she understood one thing: her husband's current rank and glory had all been bestowed by imperial authority. Moreover, ever since the Imperial Eldest Grandson had passed away, although the affairs of the Eastern Palace were managed by Lu clan, she was still only a concubine, and her son was also born of a concubine.
Zhu Yunteng, the legitimate son, held a somewhat higher status instead.
If her husband were drawn into this vortex, it would be no good for their family.
Just as Shen Yu'er did not know how to refuse,
"Enough."
Zhu Biao spoke, his expression somewhat unpleasant as he