As a close minister of the emperor, Marquis Wen Yuan was even regarded as a courtier. He never cared about the fairness of the facts, but only thought about the thoughts of the officials, and fought wherever Emperor Qianxing pointed out. At this juncture, Marquis Wen Yuan's behavior was undoubtedly alienating himself from the Yin family on purpose, which caused many people to smell something strange.
Zhuang Zhong was written into the Zhuang family tree as the eldest son of Wen Yuanhou's lineage. Although he was not established as the eldest son, it also showed Wen Yuanhou's attitude. Furthermore, it is well known that Zhuang Zhong is King Si Zhao, but Wen Yuanhou has been lukewarm about this son who was picked up halfway, and it was only included in the genealogy after two years, which undoubtedly makes people think deeply. Could it be that Emperor Qianxing wanted to make his heir King Zhao the emperor
Emperor Qianxing has always loved King Sizhao very much, even more than his own son. It is not impossible to have such a thought.
Zhuang Zhong officially became the eldest son of Marquis Wenyuan, which calmed many people down. The Yin family, which was about to be overwhelmed by everyone, suddenly became deserted. Even if they were friendly, they didn't dare to be too blatant, they just made friends secretly, and many people took a wait-and-see attitude.
The prince's illness was severe, but luckily he managed to save his life in the end, and Chaozhong calmed down a lot.
Zhuang's family is thin, only the two brothers Wen Yuanhou are left, so Zhuang Zhong's entry into the genealogy is not a waste of money, it is just that Zhuang Zhong enters the ancestral hall to worship, adds a name to the genealogy, and reports it to the yamen. Compared with the turmoil caused by this, it is really not worth mentioning.
"Congratulations, brother and sister, finally got what you want." Cao Dahua had a flattering face, and the last sentence was very meaningful.
Wei Yuhua was in a good mood today so he didn't care about Cao Dahua, and said lightly: "Thanks to my sister-in-law for bringing me good luck."
Cao Dahua didn't hear the irony in the words at all, but smiled even brighter, "Isn't it, if it weren't for me, where would you have such a cheap son..."
Zhuang Ping quickly pushed Cao Dahua and gave her a hard look.
Only then did Cao Dahua realize that he had said something wrong, so he laughed it off.
"Sister and sister, I heard that at the end of the month there will be a banquet at the Xining Palace. Lian'er has been in the capital for a while, and she has never been to such a banquet. Tomorrow, my younger siblings will take you to learn more about it. Anyway, you don't have a daughter."
Wei Yuhua was annoyed, her pretty face became distorted. Cao Dahua was not happy, "It's just such a trivial matter, wouldn't my younger siblings also agree? I was in vain..."
"Okay, you just let her come over that day."
Cao Dahua smiled brightly, "I know younger brothers and sisters are the best to talk, hey, I just don't know what to wear for such a scene, we are small families after all, if we wear the wrong clothes, it's second to lose face, if we lose our younger siblings That would be inappropriate."
Wei Yuhua held his breath in his heart, but felt helpless, "I'll prepare her clothes."
"Then I really thank my younger siblings. If Lian Er is the first one to find Mr. Ruyi, I will kowtow to you to thank you."
Wei Yuhua was very annoyed. He was originally happy because Yin Yuehan was deflated, but now there is nothing left. This Cao Lian'er is not young, ordinary people have married long ago, but she has high eyes and low hands and no one looks down on her. It's just that he came from a small family, and he was fascinated when he entered Beijing. Not only did he want to be a high-profile young man, but he also had to be a young hero. Cao Lian'er is a bit pretty, but in the capital, she doesn't count for anything. A wealthy family pays more attention to being well-matched, and this alone puts her in a disadvantaged position. But Cao Dahua felt that she must marry a good husband in order to help her son of the Cao family climb up.
The Xining government only holds a banquet once a year, and its intention is also to give the noble sons and daughters of the capital a blind date, and people with non-general status will not be invited. Cao Dahua asked Wei Yuhua to bring Cao Lian'er to attend, which can be described as Sima Zhao's heart.
If she had her own child, why would she be threatened!
Sensing the change in Wei Yuhua's mood, Zhuang Zhong glanced at her and the triumphant Cao Dahua, and understood something in his heart. Zhuang Zhong touched the Buddhist beads in his hand, Yuanjue, wait a minute, I will give you justice.
Although Zhuang Zhong has officially become a member of Marquis Wenyuan's mansion, Marquis Wenyuan's attitude towards him is still lukewarm, which makes people puzzled. Zhuang Zhong didn't bother, he still had to rely on himself if he wanted to make a name for himself to avenge Yuanjue.
After the prince's serious illness, Zhuang Zhong didn't see Feng Huan for more than three months, and he always felt that something was missing. At first they thought they were just taking advantage of each other, but now it seems that Feng Huan has been unknowingly included in the ranks of 'one of my own'.
When they said goodbye, the corners of the solemn mouth turned up involuntarily.
"Let's go, let's go drink." Feng Huan continued to be gloomy, and the dark-faced bystanders didn't dare to approach him.
Zhuang Zhong patted him on the shoulder, "Why does a man have no wife, don't worry about your condition."
Feng Huan gave him a hard look, "Don't tell me these things!"
Concubine Xian fell in love with another woman for Feng Huan before, but she never thought that she would die of a serious illness within a few days. Two consecutive fiancées died suddenly of sudden illness. From this spread.
Zhuang Zhong rubbed his nose, knowing that Feng Huan was not feeling well, he stopped talking and just accompanied him to drink silently.
Seeing him like this, Feng Huan's gloomy face eased a lot, "I don't care about those two girls, I just feel unhappy when something happened."
"It's all a coincidence, you don't have to worry about it."
"Some people say that my fate is hard to get a wife."
"That's those people's nonsense." Zhuang Zhong also knew about these rumors, but he never took it easy, not to mention materialism, ever since he was recognized by Marquis Wen Yuan, many people have found fault with Feng Huan. It can't be done in big things, but it can be disgusting and disgusting in small things.
The name of restraining a wife sounds innocuous, but it is not ordinary when one thinks deeply about it. It is difficult for a wife to have an offspring. How could the country fall into the hands of such a person? This is even more hopeless than the sick and weak prince. After the prince's serious illness, he became clearer than before. Many people think that it is not impossible for the prince to have an heir.
Feng Huan suddenly said: "I also don't think it's interesting to marry a woman and go home."
Zhuang Zong smiled and said: "That's because you haven't met the right one. These women are your mother's favorite, not yours, so I find it boring."
"I will not do it again."
"Um?"
Feng Huan took a deep look at Zhuang Zhuang, "This time, my mother made her own decision behind my back. I had already planned how to get rid of this relationship, but this happened. It saved me trouble. In the future, I will It is impossible for the mother and concubine to intervene in the marriage, I will only marry someone I like."
"Well, that's how it should be. I'm responsible for both you and the other party."
"I will protect the person I like, and I will not let him be like those two women."
Zhuang Zhong only nodded, Feng Huan was unhappy seeing his indifferent attitude, "Why didn't you respond?"
Zhuang Zhong was stunned for a moment, "How should I react? Isn't that how it should be? A man should protect his beloved woman from any harm. But having said that, sudden illness is hard to resist, so you don't have to worry too much about it."
"Who put those two women at ease!" Feng Huan was furious, and his voice suddenly raised, startling Zhuang Zhong.
Zhuang Zhong thought that he had hit his heart again, so he quickly comforted him, "It's fine if you don't let it go, so as not to make you feel even more sad."
Feng Huan was silent for a moment, when Zhuang Zhong thought he was about to explode, he actually put a jar of wine in front of him.
"Drink it all!"
Zhuang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing to me because you're broken in love! After drinking these wines, my life will die."
"Drink quickly!"
Zhuang Zhong was not happy, the wine was very strong, it would be fatal if he drank it in one jar, his stomach would have to be perforated. He knew that Feng Huan was in a bad mood. After all, anyone who encountered such a thing would be depressed and angry, but he couldn't deliberately torment him because of this. How could a friend do that. And if there is a disagreement, he puts on the airs of a prince and orders him, how can he be a friend
"Are you ordering me as King Si Zhao? Okay, I'll drink."
Zhuang Zhong slapped Feng Ni away, picked up the jar and was about to pour it into his mouth, but was stopped by Feng Huan, Zhuang Zhong didn't follow, and poured his head up.
"Let go, isn't the prince going to drink next time, I just drink it."
pala—
Feng Huan grabbed the wine jar and threw it to the ground.
"You were the one who said he wanted to drink, and you were the one who refused to drink. Are you kidding me? What a waste of such a good wine!" Zhuang Zhuang was annoyed. He didn't know if it was because Qi Fenghuan was more uncertain or because he felt sorry for this expensive wine. A little more wine.
"I was wrong." Feng Huan rarely showed weakness, like a big boy at school, without the majesty of a prince.
Zhuang Zhong's original anger immediately dissipated a lot. After all, Feng Huan is a prince, and he is used to being superior. It is not easy to do this.
Zhuang Zhong didn't speak, poured each other a glass of wine, and Feng Huan drank it down in one gulp. The two looked at each other and smiled, and this little conflict was over.
"Have you ever secretly investigated?" Feng Huan calmed down, and then Zhuang Zhong asked. The two women suddenly died of sudden illness after they got engaged to Feng Huan, which made Zhuang Zhuang feel that it was too coincidental and strange.
Feng Huan paused, but did not speak.
Zhuang solemnly frowned, "Even if you don't like them, they are still your fiancee in name. If there is something tricky, it must be related to you. It would be wrong for you to ignore them."
"If I don't care, is it heartless?"
"That's not what I said. It's just that we have to investigate, right? Aren't you curious? Besides, if it is related to you, it must be someone who secretly wants to harm you. You should investigate clearly to avoid endless troubles. If you really find What should I do if my sweetheart dies in such an unknown way?"
Feng Huan was silent for a moment before opening his mouth and said: "The first one ran away, and the second one committed suicide."
"what?!"
Feng Huan was displeased, "What are you yelling about? Those two women didn't want to marry me and despised me. Are you happy?"
"Why am I happy? It's because they have no vision!" Zhuang Zhong asked cautiously, "It's really because I don't want to marry you, that's why? Is there some misunderstanding?"
Although Feng Huan had a bad reputation, the outside world said that he was eccentric and cruel, but because of his status and appearance, he was considered a good son-in-law by many women, so he wouldn't be to the point of being disgusted, right? Or did Concubine Xian have a good eye and found him a new woman who was unwilling to be restrained by the feudal system
Feng Huan said, "You think I'm good?"
"Of course! If I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!"
Feng Huan raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
He nodded solemnly, with a sincere face.
Feng Huan raised the corner of his mouth, it was sunny after the rain.
Zhuang Zhong felt that something was not quite right.