At the end of the year, many officials returned to Beijing to report their duties, and Zhu Jia was one of them. Zhu Yuqing's father wished Yang Hong to be promoted to the privy council's deputy envoy. Mrs. Zhu thought that her daughter was approaching the age of marriage, and she had reached the age of marriage, so she moved with Zhu Yang Hong's family into the capital. When it comes to young talents, the border is naturally far inferior to the capital.
In fact, Zhu Yuqing didn't really understand the difference between his father's official position and the previous one, but he only knew that after the transfer was made, his parents were very happy, and his father's colleagues also came to celebrate. In this way, my father should have been promoted.
Mrs. Zhu kept talking along the way: "It is not easy for military attaches to be promoted, and they are suppressed everywhere. This time, I can be transferred back to the capital. I haven't come back for many years. I don't know how much Tokyo has changed."
Mrs. Zhu talked about what happened in Tokyo that year, and she couldn't help but mention her daughter, how to be cautious in words and deeds after entering the capital, and how to be dignified and demure. Zhu Yuqing was tired of hearing these words all the way, she couldn't help interrupting her mother and said, "Mother, you have been repeating these words to me all the way, I know that the capital city is different from Yazhou, you have to be careful and give in everywhere. Don't be vicious and fight evil, there are dignitaries everywhere in the capital, and we can't afford to provoke them."
When Mrs. Zhu heard her daughter's words, her lips moved, and in the end she sighed: "Oh, in fact, in the early years, the situation was not like this. It's just that the sages are now taboo against military generals, and literati say that warriors are domineering, and when military generals take power, they will be divided into chaos. Before doing anything, he was a head shorter than others. Your father has been stationed in the southwest for many years, and he has made a lot of hard work. Even your two brothers died on the battlefield. But this is the case, your father was transferred to the Privy Council, everyone The first thing is to guard against him. Forget it, these words can't be said, you just need to remember to put away your frizzy habits. Beijing pays attention to famous ladies. If you can't show your smile or your teeth, you can't do it anymore Jumping up and down like before. When you talk about a good family in the capital, I'll be able to rest after hanging my heart for half my life... "
Zhu Yuqing pouted secretly, and her mother began to talk about her again. These words were repeated over and over again, and Zhu Yuqing's ears were about to hear calluses. Although Mrs. Zhu clearly forbid it, Zhu Yuqing couldn't help but lift the curtain a crack and peek at the scene on the street.
Tall and beautiful restaurants rose from the ground, vendors sold all kinds of novel things along the street, and women dressed in bright clothes were in groups, dressed as big families, but there were no slaves behind them, laughing and walking through the streets. Zhu Yuqing couldn't take his eyes off it. It turned out that this was the capital.
The bustling and noisy Tokyo, with almost no night in my mother's mouth, turned out to be like this.
Of course Mrs. Zhu saw her daughter's little actions, but she felt bad that Zhu Yuqing grew up in the border town, which delayed the most important years of her daughter's family, so she just pretended not to see it. Zhu Yuqing was almost reluctant to blink when he saw it. At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the slow-moving convoy stopped.
Mrs. Zhu frowned, lifted the curtain and asked the maid outside the car, "What's wrong?"
The maid went to the front to ask a few questions, ran back and said, "Madam, it seems that a carriage turned in from the side and blocked the car in front of us."
Mrs. Zhu was a little unhappy. She had been in the car for a long time and was already tired. She was in a hurry to go back to rest, but the car was still stuck on the road. Mrs. Zhu sighed and couldn't help complaining, "That's what's wrong with the capital. There are noble people everywhere. In front of you, who's family's family is not sure."
"Mother, what should I do?" Zhu Yuqing asked.
"What else can we do? Someone has to make way." Mrs. Zhu said, "Your father is the new deputy privy envoy, wearing official uniforms, and our family's guards are all family generals brought back from the border. Yes. There are many noble people in Tokyo, but after a long time, those delicate young masters and young ladies have never even seen blood. No matter how domineering they are, they will not dare to stop us."
Zhu Yuqing sighed and still opened the curtain to watch the excitement outside. She saw a person coming down from the carriage in front of her, and she was probably sent by her master to spread the word. I saw the little servant running to the middle of the road and shouting loudly: "In front of you, go back to the fork, don't block our young master's way! Our young master is the direct young master of the Pingzhang family, don't disturb our young master's interest!"
After the servant finished shouting, the people around were obviously shocked. A maid told Mrs. Zhu what happened before, and Mrs. Zhu took a deep breath: "It turned out to be Pingzhangshi's son-in-law. The capital really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I also felt that the deputy privy envoy already has a high official rank, but I didn't expect that I would meet the young master of the Pingzhang family."
Zhu Yuqing heard the question: "Mother, who is Ping Zhangshi?"
"Silly girl, that's the chancellor." Mrs. Zhu sighed, "Zhongshumenxia Pingzhangshi is the leader of the civil servants. How your father's official position is mobilized, and the lives of our whole family, all depend on one word."
No matter how ignorant Zhu Yuqing was, he knew that the prime minister was extremely powerful. They have to be careful to hold any civil servant at the border, let alone the prime minister who is the head of civil servants in the world? Zhu Yuqing and Mrs. Zhu both expected that the road would be clear soon, but after a while, the front was still blocked.
This time even Mrs. Zhu was curious: "What's the matter?"
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The maid relayed the words of the servant opposite to Xie Xuanchen and Mu Mingtang, and Xie Xuanchen smiled when he heard it: "Ping Zhangshi's son? Even his father dares not talk to me like this when he comes, what is he worth? Don't let me. Let him move to the side of the road, so as not to delay the princess looking at the lights."
Mu Mingtang had heard Mrs. Jiang talk about it at Jiang's house before, and knew that Pingzhangshi under the Zhongshumen was the prime minister. Jiang Honghao relied on her to be promoted to the third envoy, arrogant and proud, and became Ping Zhangshi's deputy.
It's no wonder that the people in the carriage across from him dare to make such publicity, the direct son of the prime minister's family, isn't he walking sideways. Mu Mingtang quietly looked at Xie Xuanchen's profile, a little empty. Is it really okay for them to choke the prime minister's son like this
Sure enough, after the servant passed Xie Xuanchen's words, Song Wulang on the opposite side exploded. The messenger deliberately said that the opposite was King An and Princess An, but Song Wulang was drunk and was already in high spirits, so he didn't notice who King An was. Moreover, Song Wulang was also sitting beside him with the head of the Qihonglou, which he had packaged at a high price. How could he show his timidity in front of the beauty
Song Wulang's alcoholism and the man's face were causing trouble, so he immediately got out of the car and went to reason: "Dad is the prime minister, which shabby prince from a corner dares to fight for the road with him?"
The head of the line and the servants hurriedly discouraged him, but the drunken people became more and more energetic, and the beauty whispered to each other, and Song Wulang wanted to show his ability in front of the beauty more and more. He jumped out of the car regardless of everyone's obstruction, and walked towards the opposite car with a curse: "King An? There has never been a person named King An in the capital, a broken clan, how dare to show the lord's spectrum in front of my fifth master of Song? My father is the prime minister, what are you!"
Song Wulang was determined to show his ability, and these words were not low. At this time, everyone on the street was watching the drama of the powerful fight, and even the people in the restaurants on both sides stopped feasting and gathered around the railings to look down.
Song Wulang's words were clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and there were many officials' children in the restaurant. Seeing this, he laughed and said to the people around him, "Song Wulang used to be generous, but now he has been drinking, and he has to be more generous. Which family is this? My family, who can't be hit, but hit Song Wulang's head. I'm afraid today, I'll be embarrassed. "
The escort girl smiled and said, "Lang Jun doesn't know, the newly selected line head of Qihonglou was paid by Song Wuye with a lot of money. Today, I am afraid it is also there."
"Yo, with a woman." The official's son laughed, "then he's going to have a seizure. I don't know which lady was unlucky and bumped into him today. But they also don't know what's wrong, the young master of the Song family, let me You avoid it, just avoid it obediently, what can you do? It’s better now, in front of so many people, it’s even harder to step down.”
When Song Wulang's voice reached the carriage, although it had weakened a lot, it was not difficult to distinguish. Mu Mingtang glanced at Xie Xuanchen quietly, and sighed inwardly for the innocent child outside.
I can't provoke anyone, but I prefer to provoke Xie Xuanchen.
Sure enough, Xie Xuanchen laughed when he heard Song Wulang's words, got up and was about to go out. People outside noticed that Xie Xuanchen was about to get out of the car, and shouted, "Your Highness!"
Mu Mingtang also grabbed his sleeve with a worried look, Xie Xuanchen smiled at Mu Mingtang soothingly, and said, "It's okay, I'm here today to watch the lights with you, so I won't do anything. You sit for a while. ,I'll be right back."
Hearing Xie Xuanchen's promise not to do anything, Mu Mingtang was undoubtedly greatly relieved. Mu Mingtang slowly released his hand and said, "Okay, we've agreed, I'll wait for you to come back."
Xie Xuanchen smiled at her, turned around and pushed the car door down. After he stood on the ground, the smile he had just faced Mu Mingtang disappeared like a fog of frost.
The guards of the palace were all dispatched by the Imperial Guards. When they heard Song Wulang's words, they knew it was going to be bad. Now that Xie Xuanchen came down, they panicked even more. Obviously, they all mentioned that this is King An, but Song Wulang was overwhelmed with wine, but he didn't listen.
Another main character appeared, and the audience was undoubtedly more enthusiastic, and even the people in the restaurant burst into a small restlessness. This street is often visited by children of powerful and powerful people, and there are many restaurants. At this moment, all the girls singing in the restaurant stopped, and they all gathered around the window to watch the excitement.
Song Wulang saw that there was a beautiful and thin young man coming down from the opposite car, he sneered and shouted, "Tell your master to come out, I won't talk to Xiaobailian."
Song Wulang's voice was drunk, and his tone was very rude. Some men on the side of the road roared when they heard this, and there was laughter from the fences of the restaurants on both sides.
Only the guards of the palace's face turned pale when they heard these words, and knelt down with a squeak: "My lord, calm down. This is the son of Prime Minister Song's family. He made a slip of the tongue after drinking. Please forgive me!"
Song Wulang wanted to show off, and was obviously unhappy when he heard the guard's words: "What are you, you dare to plead guilty on my behalf? Do you know who my father is? Does he dare to be?"
"Zhongshumen Xingzhangshi." Xie Xuanchen laughed after finishing speaking, and slowly walked towards Song Wulang, "It's your father Song Xingyi, who dare not say these words in front of me. Who are you, dare Crazy in front of me?"
Seeing Xie Xuanchen walking towards Song Wulang, the guards were afraid that Xie Xuanchen would kill Song Wulang when he got angry, so he hurriedly shouted: "My lord, calm down!"
Song Wulang was a little frightened by Xie Xuanchen's eyes, he couldn't help but take a step back and asked, "Who are you?"
At this time, Xie Xuanchen picked up a bamboo dragonfly from the stall on the side of the road, turned it on his finger, and flicked it towards Song Wulang.
Bamboo dragonfly is a child's toy, made of thin bamboo, which can fly to the sky after being rubbed with the palm of your hand. However, it was such a child's toy, suddenly with a sharp murderous intent, it slashed across Song Wulang's head, shaved off all his hair crown, and even shaved off a piece of hair on the top of his head, but there was no blood at all. .
The people standing on the restaurant suddenly screamed, and the people on the flat ground couldn't see it clearly, until a thin bamboo slammed into the roadside doorpost, and they cried out in shock.
Song Wulang was so frightened that he fell directly. At that moment, he thought his head was about to fall off. He fell to the ground and sat with his hair disheveled for a long time before he went crazy and touched his head.
And at this time, Song Wulang finally heard the three fluttering words on the opposite side: "Xie Xuanchen."
Xie Xuanchen.
The name seemed to have magic power, and the noisy street was quiet, and then panic broke out upstairs and downstairs. Someone in the restaurant shouted in panic, "It's King Qiyang, it's King Qiyang!"
When Song Wulang heard the three words "Xie Xuanchen", Jiu was frightened and woke up, and now he finally remembered why the title of King An sounded familiar.
Because that was the title that the emperor newly changed to Xie Xuanchen.
The son of the official family who commented heavily in the restaurant yelled: "Song Wu, this bastard! Idiot! Has his brain been devoured by alcohol and worms, how dare he speak to King Qiyang like this! He's going to die, but don't bother the people next to him. !"
As if he didn't remember at all, he just watched the excitement and said that the people in the carriage were in trouble.
This official son is also scolding his mother in his heart. He has nothing to change his name. He said that he is the king of Qiyang. Who would dare to watch Xie Xuanchen's excitement? Didn't Song Wu obediently get out of the way a long time ago
After the official's children finished speaking, for fear of Xie Xuanchen's anger, he held the railing and almost leaned out half of his body: "See Qiyang... See Prince An! The villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, please forgive me. Your Highness Prince An, please be safe!"
There was one person at the head, and there was a sound of greetings and inquiries from inside and outside. Many people saluted him, but Xie Xuanchen didn't bother to look aside, turned around indifferently, and threw up his clothes and got into the car.
Song Wulang woke up like a dream, he didn't care whether he was a human or a ghost now, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, scolding himself in his mouth. However, Xie Xuanchen didn't say anything, and turned to the car directly. Song Wulang didn't dare to try any more, and he waved to his servant boy in a hurry: "Get out of the way, Prince An and Princess An are traveling, don't hurry to give the two of you the way. ?"
Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Yuqing sat in the car and needed a maid to relay everything, and the news was very delayed. I don't know what happened outside, and suddenly there was a scream of panic, and everyone was shouting "King An forgive me". Zhu Yuqing didn't understand why, so he turned his head and asked, "Mother, who is King An? Why are so many people apologizing for him?"
Mrs. Zhu actually didn't know. She hadn't spoken yet, when she suddenly heard the anxious voice of the maid from outside: "Quickly drive the carriage away, the general personally ordered to make way for King An and Princess An!"
Because someone was not easy to maneuver, Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Yuqing were called out of the car in a hurry, and then the driver hurriedly drove the carriage to the side of the road. Zhu Yuqing saw that her daddy, who was always majestic, had a solemn expression at the moment, and Zhu Yang Hong dismounted, and bowed respectfully in a military salute: "I wish Yang Hong in my humble position, and greet His Royal Highness Prince An."
A carriage passed by in front of them, and from the swaying curtain, Zhu Yuqing saw a pale and indifferent profile, although there was no blood, but the edges and corners were extremely handsome.
However, in a flash, the man disappeared.
Mu Mingtang sat in the carriage, and after walking out for a long time, she quietly asked Xie Xuanchen, "Do you know the person kneeling on the side of the road just now?"
"There are many people kneeling on the side of the road, which one do you ask?"
"Shut up, do you think I can't see it?" There was no maid in the car now, and Mu Mingtang didn't hide her words. She leaned in and asked in a low voice, "The one who greeted you loudly, seems to be surnamed Zhu."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "No, I'll tell you why you pushed me out. Did you really accompany me out to buy lights today?"
This is wrong. Xie Xuanchen looked back at Mu Mingtang, and lightly tapped her forehead: "I don't have a conscience, who brought up the idea of coming to Donghuamen? Besides, can I guess what will happen on the way?"
Mu Mingtang touched his forehead and muttered to himself, "That's true. So are we going to pick a lantern now?"
"Of course, why don't you go?" Xie Xuanchen said very well, "You are the only business today."