When she came out of Concubine Shu's palace, Su Linrou's face was extremely bad all the way. Helian Minmin was holding the air and couldn't see his anger. Only Mu Xiyao was laughing and laughing with her son at the back.
"My little sister has a good heart." She sneered while squeezing her voice. Su Linrou doesn't believe that Mu Xiyao doesn't understand what Concubine Shu means in the words of a fortress. No one knows now that His Royal Highness is expected to take that seat, and the concubines in the backyard of the mansion will be able to accommodate all four. The reason why they are hurriedly recruiting them to speak now is probably because they have the desire to win over the courtiers by marriage.
Mu Xiyao held Chengyou, and Chengqing held his other small hand, and from time to time, like a little adult, he warned him to be careful. The three mother and son looked so happy and happy, and everyone around them was envious.
"The concubine just takes care of her own garden. Next to me, the prince and the concubine are the masters of your own." She pushed back softly, not only pointing out that the Su family had violated the rules in this matter, but also specifically mentioning the garden, no one would listen. Out of the pride hidden in her words. What are you doing guarding the yard? Isn't it just doting on his son
It's impossible to see her changing Fang'er's publicity, Helian Minmin walked quickly ahead with someone. When everyone fell, Mu Xiyao just thought he didn't know, but he had other concerns in his heart.
Concubine Shu's efforts behind her back at this time, although not wise, just happened to be able to help Zong Zhenglin a lot.
Emperor Yuan Cheng did not like to see gangs and sects, so Concubine Shu was busy consolidating the power of Zong Zhenglin, which was naturally not pleasing. It is a pity that she is Zong Zhenglin's biological mother, and such a foolish move will only make the emperor feel that the mother and son are not ventilated in private, and the Sixth Highness has no intention of involving the former harem.
This is why Zong Zhenglin was clearly not happy to see it, but he only told her to respond perfunctorily and give up after hearing it.
Boarding the sedan chair, Mu Xiyao settled down the two little guys, lifted the curtain and glanced at the imperial city behind her, and her eyes gradually brought out a condensed expression. The concubine in Zong Zhenglin's mansion, Concubine Shu is not the master. But there is one person who will definitely arrange for him and consider it carefully.
The replacement of the storage position, the new prince is the one who entrusted the country. Afterwards, if you move the family again... the side concubine, it will be the best bargaining chip.
"Master, don't you worry that Concubine Shu values which ones, the family background is too tough?" In the Chan Ruo Garden, Madam Feng rubbed Helian Minmin's legs and feet. Entering an ordinary mansion would definitely not affect her master as much as the one in Danruo Garden. But if the background is too good, this matter has to be said otherwise. With no heirs under his knees, the position of the imperial concubine cannot be considered secure.
"It's too early to worry about it at this time." Concubine Shu was already extremely dissatisfied with her. No matter how unstable the position is, seeing the title of "Prince Concubine" in front of you is a title that everyone is jealous of, it is definitely not something that the concubines and concubines of the harem can get their hands on.
"The hardest time is yet to come."
Helian Minmin could see clearly, Wan Jingwen would not be confused. An Jing quietly stayed in Jiang Zi Xuan, like a normal person.
Looking at the prince's mansion, the most unwilling, none other than Concubine Su.
But she didn't have the courage to have an affair with Zong Zhenglin, so she searched for the reason every day, and hurried to Chan Ruoyuan to find Helian Minmin to provoke and talk. In general, Helian Shi became more and more annoyed with her. The last time, Rarely got angry, and even if she was restless, she was fined to stop and copy books.
After living a comfortable life, watching the backyard jokes, Mu Xiyao was lying in Zong Zhenglin's arms and laughed.
"The prince came to the door to ask you to borrow money?" Zong Zhenghui's embroidered pillow actually learned tricks
Mu Xiyao had a funny look on her face as she dragged her master's crown. "His Royal Highness, hurry up and change into your old clothes. Don't wear the jade crown. You have been sloppy for two days and sent it to him with a silver note. It's better to go to the morning court, and you happen to be caught by the emperor."
His Royal Highness, this move is extremely dishonorable. By paying him money to make up for the household loan, he is helping him to deceive the king and violate the Sacred Heart. Ignoring him, he just went out and charged Zong Zhenglin with "falling into trouble", which shows that he is ambitious for the position of the prince, and he is not happy with the emperor.
Zong Zhenghui was jumping over the wall in a hurry, he didn't hesitate to pull out the last layer of fig leaf, and also wanted to drag people into the water. Obviously, he was most resentful, and it was Zong Zhenglin, who used to hold the title of "Prince Party", to step on him.
This troublesome... Zong Zhenglin knocked on her forehead, he really is a master of trouble.
"No need. The prince has changed his mind."
"Huh?" Will he be willing to give up halfway
His Royal Highness raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were quite playful. "This palace's proposal, the prince thinks it's inappropriate, and can't lose face to make an IOU with the prince's palace."
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If he has the guts to sign an IOU for you, Emperor Yuancheng will be able to decree the storage in the future.
In April of the sixteenth year of Zhanghe, an urgent report was issued from Liuzhou. Three days later, Emperor Yuancheng received this urgent report, and the imperial study room was lit overnight.
After the early morning of the next day, the emperor ordered Zong Zhenghui to kneel in the Hall of Jiahe, standing in front of the officials of Wang Gonggong, standing under the plaque written by Emperor Cheng himself, and said with tears:
"I have inherited Gaozu's career for thirty-eight years, and I have been conscientious and conscientious, caring for the ministers and workers, benefiting the people, and maintaining public order and order. Promiscuity is hard to come out of. I have tolerated it for twenty years. But its evil has become more and more exaggerated. He specializes in authoritarianism, entangles party members, and arbitrarily takes state money. His subordinates are wanton and surly, and use various positions to hinder cotton and linen in wartime. Grain and grass reserves. The foundation of a turbulent country. In the long run, it will lead to the defeat of our country and the slaying of my people. If this ruthless and immoral person is the king, it will be like the ancestral industry."
It seemed that the grief was getting worse, and his body couldn't help but swayed. Gu Changde hurriedly supported him, and then ordered:
"The Great Wei's thousand-year-old country has been prosperous, and it is absolutely impossible to pay this person. Now I announce to the heaven and earth, the ancestral temple, and abolish the position of the heir of the zongzhenghui country."
May is another year when the buds bloom.
In Danruo Garden, Chengqing Chengyouju grew taller and was chasing two rabbits, and the whole yard let go and played. Mu Xiyao moved the chaise longue and sat under the eaves of the porch. Seeing that the little guy was quite sensible and could not hurt her pets, she turned the pages of the book in her hand.
A shadow suddenly formed over her head, just blocking her light. Lifting his neck and looking at him, he saw Zong Zhenglin squinting slightly, his eyes were scorching hot, and his face was also filled with joy.
"What are you happy about, Your Highness?" This kind of joy is not his usual style.
Before he could respond, the little guy in front of him had already pounced on him intimately. "Daddy!" Chengyou's legs were short, and Cheng Qing was squeezed behind him, his face flushed with anxiety.
Seeing his son, Zong Zhenglin had a soft expression. Leaning over and stroking the top of his hair one by one, he has always looked down on the Wei Dynasty's rule of embracing grandsons and not sons.
"Go back and talk to Jiaojiao." Leaving a sentence, one in each hand, the father and son left the courtyard in a blink of an eye. Yes, when the Sixth Highness is interested, he always loves to take two small children to the front yard to observe martial arts. As the godson of His Highness the Sixth Highness, Mu Xiyao agreed to never intervene.
Holding back her curiosity, she patiently coaxed her son to sleep at night. When he returned to the house again, he saw the man with his shirt open, his elbows closed and his eyes closed. Mu Yaonu kicked on her embroidered shoes indiscriminately, pressing Zong Zhenglin extremely wanton.
"It's time to make it clear. You're proud of yourself when you eat, but you're just hanging on to your concubine's appetite. That plate of crispy duck has lost its taste as if it had been overnight."
When I opened my eyes, I saw her lying on her chest, her mouth was complaining, but her eyes were extraordinarily bright.
No taste? Whose belly is that half of the duck filling? She wanted to look at her lower abdomen and make fun of her, but she didn't expect to see it, and she was just blocked from sight by the plumpness of her chest.
This pose is so... Zong Zhenglin feels that the little goblin is trying to seduce him, and he won't allow him to be polite. Just as he was about to do it, the woman who was on top of him grabbed his neck and softly came close to him.
"If Your Highness is willing to ask the concubine to relieve the itch first, this is the reward..." He winked, his fingertips slid over his handsome face, stroked Zong Zhenglin's naked chest along his neck, and drew a circle around his waist and abdomen. Son, follow again, but suddenly there is no movement.
Suspended in the air by the provocation, Zong Zhenglin reached out and kneaded her earlobe. "How's the reward?" She couldn't stand her goblin-like wriggling, and she was already tense.
His face came closer to him, and the delicate lips were pursed under his eyelids. Holding up Zong Zhenglin's palm, shameless, he put his index finger in front of the man.
Her fingertips were teased by her small tongue circle, and here is a hint... Zong Zhenglin's eyes darkened instantly.
"Tomorrow morning, all the ministers will participate in the selection of the prince." The voice fell, and the woman who dared to offend was caught and pressed on the couch.
After a while, Mu Xiyao pushed the man who was pulling the front of her shirt in a hurry.
"Your Highness, you have a serious face all the year round, and it is difficult to get close to you. Except for your ministers, you are supported in your heart, and you don't dare to cling to you in the courtroom to make you unhappy. You are not in a hurry about this?"
Could it be that someone who can ascend to that position is an idea at the moment? Going home, reciting scriptures and planting fields, detached from the world... Mu Xiyao felt goosebumps just thinking about it.
If Zong Zhenglin was able to hold back and work hard, the Mobei war could not come to an abrupt end. He was still trying to figure out his intentions quickly, but was completely restrained by this man,
"Just wait and see tomorrow."
With his lips blocked, Mu Xiyao gave up struggling. He said "wait and see", but he was impatient with her distraction.
This evening, His Highness Sixth Highness was unusually energetic, and the candlelight in the main house did not go out until Yin Shi.
Hui Lan softly woke up Zhao Wei who was dozing off outside the door, and the two of them relaxed their hands and feet to see that everything in the main house was in order.
The master is like this... so unruly, if it is true as rumored outside, after entering the palace to have sex with the master again, but it has to be recorded in the daily life note.
If you really want a bad one, not only will it be true, but you will also have to give the master a reputation for being charming. The palace is not as good as his own mansion. If there is a slight difference, each palace will ask for the crime... Mammy Zhao is an old man in the palace. She is lying on the bed at the moment, tossing and turning, and she can't sleep well.
Perhaps, I have to mention it to the master in private? Although the words are hard to say, it is better to persuade some His Royal Highnesses. That lord is used to being assertive, but fortunately, the master is capable, and his words often still work.
Holding the quilt, he gritted his teeth and guessed, since the boss can be happy, it must be the wisdom pearl. Who is the trump card in his hand
Mu Xiyao had already decided that Zong Zhenglin would never avoid this dispute because of avoidance. Yuan Chengdi was not the one she thought. This emperor, who was fierce and decisive in his youth, has not lost his sharpness to this day.
In response to Mu Xiyao's conjecture, in the Hall of Diligence and Administration, the recommenders each supported the chosen master behind them, and the verbal confrontation could be described as sharp. One person just retreated, followed by another person coming out.
After such a clamor, it was obvious that there were many courtiers in favor of His Royal Highnesses Zong Zhengming and Zong Zhenghan. Sitting high on the dragon chair today, Zong Zhenglin, who has an upright back and an upright back, is as secretive as to glance at An Zhiruo, and his eyes are filled with inquiry.
"Your Majesty, I have something to play." With a bow of hands, Zong Zhenghan stepped to the center of the hall, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his eyes full of resentment.
Zong Zhenglin just glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, standing indifferently and respectfully.
"My son, my son also recommended the sixth brother to take this important task."
As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall was suddenly silent, and the needles could be heard falling.