The birthday banquet was still going on, and as soon as Ning Chen sat back in his seat, he heard the eldest grandson speak.
"Xinyu, go and pour wine for the Hou Zhiming!"
Everyone present trembled, and the shock in their eyes was unparalleled. What did the Queen Mother mean
At this moment, not only the officials, but even Ning Chen's expression changed.
He can ignore the opinions and ideas of others, but not the eldest grandson.
There was nothing to pour the wine, but just now, the eldest grandson had mentioned his marriage, and now let the nine princesses pour the wine for him, anyone can see the purpose.
Xia Xinyu was also stunned, she didn't respond for a while, and even the eldest grandson's order forgot to respond.
Xia Ziyi also got up and was about to speak, but was stopped by a stern look from the eldest grandson.
At this moment, Lime's voice transmission sounded in the ears of the two, and after a while, the expressions of the two changed greatly.
Ning Chen, the identity of the eunuch turned out to be fake!
"Don't make any noise, the lady is trying to figure out a way to deal with this matter," Lime continued.
The eldest prince hesitated for a moment and looked at his sister. He couldn't decide for Xinyu about the marriage.
"Yes, mother." Xia Xinyu came back to her senses at this moment, Yingying bowed, and responded to the eldest grandson's order. Immediately, she moved her steps lightly and came to Ning Chen, leaning over to pour the wine.
"King Minghou, please"
"Thank you princess"
The eyes met, and a light breeze blew through three or two pear flowers, blocking the two of them, making their vision blurred for a moment.
Ning Chen took the wine glass and drank it, Xia Xinyu poured another glass and continued:
"Marquis Zhiming, Xinyu toast to you again"
Raising a glass to invite, the most beautiful woman in Daxia officially set her eyes on Ning Chen for the first time, her eyes flashed complex light.
"Please"
Ning Chen's expression was calm, and he couldn't see the change in his heart. The two cups collided, and a crisp collision sounded. The two of them each had their own thoughts and drank the wine in the cups.
After two glasses of wine, Xia Xinyu returned to her seat and remained silent.
"The Marquis of Zhiming is over seventeen years old and has not yet married a wife. This palace wants to betroth the Ninth Princess to you. I don't know what the Marquis of Zhiming will do." As he spoke, the eldest grandson turned his gaze over, and with a sharpness that could not be rejected, let Ning Chen Both Xia Xinyu and Xia Xinyu's mood sank.
No matter how hard it was to hide the shock on the faces of the ministers, even the third prince showed a strange look. The Queen's decision was really confusing.
Ning Chen didn't respond, his mind turned quickly, he didn't understand why the eldest grandson suddenly had this idea, what was it for
Xia Ziyi looked at her sister, and there was a hint of questioning in her eyes. Xia Xinyu hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she couldn't bear the true thoughts in her heart, and she shook her head gently.
She and Ning Chen haven't met a few times in total, not to mention marriage, not even friends.
At this moment, the tenth prince walked out and said, "Empress mother, my son has something to say."
"Speak," the grandson said lightly.
Xia Mingri glanced at Ning Chen, and immediately said respectfully, "Mother Mingjian, although the Marquis of Zhiming has excellent military exploits and was named a marquis at a young age, after all, he has been promoted too quickly and is easily envied by others. After all, Yoyo's mouth can't be blocked."
"Empress mother, son and minister do not agree with this marriage, and I hope the queen mother thinks again."
Under the seat, Xia Ziyi sighed softly, and finally opened her mouth to express her attitude directly. Since Xinyu did not agree, he could not force it.
"The queen mother, the sons also think it's inappropriate." For some reason, Xia Yanwu, the third prince, also opened his mouth to deny the marriage.
When the words fell, the atmosphere instantly calmed down. The three princes rarely reached an agreement, and all of them disagreed with the marriage between Ning Chen and the Ninth Princess.
Everyone's eyes turned to Ning Chen. Now the decision of the matter has been in the hands of the Marquis Zhiming. If he nods, the Empress has already spoken, and it is useless for anyone to object.
This is the great grace of the emperor, and the nine princesses are impeccable regardless of their identity and appearance, and the Marquis Zhiming has no reason to refuse. However, a hint of worry flashed in Qing Ning's eyes. She knew Ning Chen, and he couldn't agree to the marriage. However, the Queen's will will not change. Both of them are stubborn. Get up, the consequences are unimaginable
.
In front of everyone's eyes, Ning Chen got up and said with a very serious look, "Empress Empress, please take your life back"
"Needless to say, this matter has been decided by this palace!" The eldest grandson said coldly.
She grew up watching the ninth princess. Before the new emperor ascends the throne, she must find a good home for her. As for Ning Chen, this kid should get married too. Take it easy, Xinyu marrying him is considered a bargain for him.
Ning Chen's mood was very heavy. He knew that the eldest grandson was kind. In this world, marriage has always been the word of the matchmaker, and the younger generation has no right to intervene.
However, he is not from this world and cannot accept this kind of thinking.
"Niangniang, Wei Chen has a crush on someone, please forgive me." Ning Chen stepped forward, knelt down, and insisted.
"Presumptuous!" The eldest grandson was furious and slapped the case, this kid is so clueless!
"Niangniang, please calm your anger," Li Ning quickly persuaded.
"Shut up!" Zhangsun snapped.
Lime was helpless and could only step back. She was afraid that such a thing would happen, but she didn't expect it to happen.
"I'm just asking you, marry or not!" The eldest grandson looked at Ning Chen, who was kneeling below, and said solemnly.
"Don't marry!" Ning Chen said with a firm expression.
"Okay, very good!" The eldest grandson stood up and said coldly, "Come on, drive back to the palace!"
The queen got up, two beautiful palace maids stepped forward, and the lotus step gently moved out of the pavilion, the golden canopy covered the flying flowers, and in the eyes of Zhu Qing, the golden and silver filigree birds fluttered in the wind towards the phoenix embroidery pattern and slowly moved away.
The birthday banquet started in peace and ended in the hearts of thousands of people. The eldest grandson withdrew from the banquet, and the gaze he looked at when he left made Ning Chen's heart sink again.
The ministers withdrew, and their last gazes were also directed towards Ning Chen. The youngest Marquis in Daxia was in the limelight today, but he didn't know if the refusal of marriage was still as mighty as before.
The third prince and the tenth prince came one after another, expressed their goodwill, and invited Ning Chen to the residence.
No matter what happened today, Marquis Zhiming was still a Marquis of Wu, and its influence on the throne in the future was still incalculable.
When it was unavoidable, Ning Chen no longer flinched, nodded in response, and bluntly said that he would come to visit.
The two princes left with satisfaction. They knew very well that which side the Marquis Zhiming belonged to would have the upper hand in the battle for the throne.
After everyone left, there were only four people left in the Jiugong Garden, Ning Chen, Mingyue, Xia Ziyi, and Xia Xinyu.
Mingyue was already leaning against the table and fell asleep. The remaining three people had their own concerns and were relatively silent. They drank silently. The wind was blowing outside the pavilion and pear blossoms were falling. Gradually, they couldn't even see the way back.
The sky gradually dimmed, and the bright moon rose and illuminated the sky. The bright moonlight set off the white pear blossoms in the garden, and the Jiugong Garden was as beautiful as the moon palace.
In the pavilion, the nine princesses danced to the moon, with a delicate body and perfect face, against the color of the snow, exuding a crystal light, the dress fluttered, and the moon spun under the moon, like a fairy in the world, and the beauty was breathtaking.
"Do you regret it?" Xia Ziyi suddenly said without a head and no tail.
Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly, and said, "In one's life, there is something to be done and something not to be done. Now that you have decided, you will never regret it!"
"Pride!"
Xia Ziyi also smiled, and the two raised their glasses to drink together. What they drank was wine, and it was their mutual sympathy.
"I've always heard that Marquis Zhiming has extraordinary martial power, but I never had the opportunity to ask for advice. Today, the opportunity is rare, it's better to fight." Xia Ziyi looked at Ning Chen, and the fighting spirit rose in her eyes.
The "bass" was full of autumn water, and flew down in front of Ning Chen, the cold air was threatening, reflecting the moonlight.
"My physique is special, there is little difference between having a sword and not having a sword." Ning Chen got up and walked slowly outside the pavilion. The fighting spirit erupted, causing snowflakes all over the sky.
"readily"
With a wave of the hand, the autumn water flew out, Xia Ziyi moved, and the figure swept out, the sword came, the person came, the sword came to the body, and the move came to the body.
A short glance at the eyes, and then it is fast, fast, and it is killed in a flash.
Ning Chenjian pointed to Qiushui, his body turned slightly to the side, his sword fingers swiped, breaking to his heart.
"Dang" Xia Ziyi swept the sword and turned around, blocking the passing sword fingers, and the move in her hand returned, and then attacked the dead point on Ning Chen's right chest.
Ning Chen turned his sword into his palm, and the vast breath surged out, through the autumn water, breaking through the three-inch danger in front of Xia Ziyi's chest.
"Bang"
The palm fell, the figure was lost, one palm fell in the air, outside the Jiugong Pavilion, the pear blossoms flew, and the two moved again and again, afterimages flew, and the moves confronted again.
Snowflakes, white flowers, and the swordsman's brilliance just bloomed violently at the turn of life.
The more they fought, the more frightened they became, and the more they fought each other, the more they fought. In the Jiugong Pavilion, the dance had stopped, and Xia Xinyu stood in the pavilion, looking at the two men in the snowflakes and the white flowers, whose eyes flashed with dazzling light.
"happy"
Sword moves swept past, palms slammed hard, the wind blew snow, the moon blew cold, and gradually, both of them reached their peaks. "Learning is boundless" Xia Ziyi stepped on his feet, and his whole body rose sharply. The next moment, the golden scrolls opened instantly, and the golden characters were manifested one by one. Multiplication, Confucianism
, reproduce the world.
In the face of Xeon's move, Ning Chen didn't dare to be careless, turned his palms to condense the air, and the vast waves rose up into the sky, turning into a nine-day galaxy and falling down.
"Boom" in the world-shattering confrontation, the whole garden trembled, and the two took a few steps back.
"happy"
With this battle, this trip is not in vain.
Looking at each other and laughing, the sword returned to its sheath, Xia Ziyi and Xia Xinyu walked away, leaving behind a garden of falling pear flowers.
Ning Chen carried the sleeping Xiao Mingyue, stepped on the pear flower and left, sighing in his heart, how much regret, how much sigh.
Of the four princes of Daxia, the deceased eighth prince is known as the virtuous king, the tenth prince is outstanding in his writing and talent, and the third prince is unparalleled in martial arts, and his cultivation is close to being worshipped in the palace.
Comparatively speaking, the eldest prince has never shown anything special, but instead makes people more concerned about the identity of his eldest son.
After today's battle, he realized that this eldest prince was the one who was the most hidden in Da Xia, and he had suppressed his edge for more than 20 years. If he fought ruthlessly, the position of the prince might have disappeared many years ago.