Lu Mingwei did not touch the bowl of Bird's Nest and Eight Immortals Soup. He looked at the two shallow pits left by Lu Zhishan's knees on the carpet and said slowly: "Ruhai, do you think Prince Ning has any objections?"
Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he knelt on his knees and said in fear: "I don't dare to speak ill of the prince."
"Get up and talk," Lu Mingwei frowned a little irritably, "You have also watched Prince Ning grow up. Please tell me what you think of him. No matter what you say today, I will forgive you."
Zhao Ruhai looked at Lu Mingwei's expression, and then said cautiously: "Long live Lord Rong Zhen, Xu Guibin died young, Lord Ning Jun was brought up by Lord Ning. Although the prince was a bit stubborn when he was young, I think this Over the years, the prince's loyalty to Lord Long Live has never changed. "
Having said this, Zhao Ruhai paused. He looked at Lu Mingwei's expression, and then said hesitantly: "Prince Qinning is no more supportive than other princes from his mother's family. Since childhood, the prince has only Long live, I will only think of long live and be loyal, I think that Prince Ning will never have any dissatisfaction. "
"Okay, you can go down." Lu Mingwei waved his hand.
"Yes, I'm resigning," Zhao Ruhai was about to bow down, then stopped, and cautiously said to Lu Mingwei, "For the record, Long Live Lord, Concubine Wan Gui and Concubine Li just sent people to invite Lord Long Live to come over. For dinner, Long Live Master, are you going to be at Concubine Wan Gui’s place or at Concubine Li’s place tonight?”
Lu Mingwei took a sip of tea angrily: "I won't go, I won't go, it's not annoying enough."
"Yes, I understand." Zhao Ruhai bowed and stepped back.
Concubine Wan Gui has been crying in front of Lu Mingwei from time to time because of the position of Lu Zhihe, the third prince of Baojun. She wants Lu Mingwei to make Prince Baojun the prince. Concubine Li has always been a sensible person. But in the past two years, as the fifth prince Lu Zhicheng has grown older, her desire to be a mother-in-law has become more and more important. Now that Lu Zhicheng is only fifteen years old and not yet an adult, Concubine Li is in a hurry. When she asked Lu Mingwei to make her son a king, Lu Mingwei prevaricated her and said that she would wait until the fifth prince performed the coronation ceremony. However, Libi kept saying that the eldest prince was also given the title of king at the age of fifteen, which was a precedent.
Lu Mingwei was too lazy to go to the harem and listen to those women gossiping. It had been half a month since he entered the harem. Thinking of what Zhao Ruhai had just said, Lu Mingwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even though he no longer likes Lu Zhishan, Lu Zhishan He was really the son who made him think the most. He was not like other sons who pretended to be a dutiful son in front of him all day long, but then turned around and plotted against him with his mother's family.
But, it’s still a pity after all.
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Jiasheng 21st November 18th
Duanhui Heshuo Princess Mansion.
"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: I heard that the daughter of Princess Duanhui and Princess Anle, Princess Mu, is graceful, generous, gentle and honest, and has outstanding appearance. The Queen Mother and I are very pleased to hear about it. Now the emperor's eldest son, Prince Ning, is getting married. When it comes to marrying, you should choose a virtuous girl and a match. When the Mu family is waiting in the boudoir, you and Prince Ning are the perfect match. In order to become a beautiful woman, I specially entrust you with Prince Ning as the princess. The Ministry of Etiquette and the Qin Tian Jian are cooperating to arrange the marriage and announce it to both Chinese and foreign officials."
"My daughter accepts the order and expresses gratitude."
Mu Nanzhi kowtowed and thanked him.
Zhao Ruhai sent the imperial edict into Mu Nanzhi's hands and said with a smile: "My slave, congratulations to the princess."
Mu Nanzhi blushed, forced himself to remain calm, took two gold ingots from Ji Xiang's hand and gave them to Zhao Ruhai: "Excuse me, father-in-law, for making this trip."