This Husband Is Frail And Weak

Chapter 76

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Duke Xian was a rather legendary figure in the history of Dayu. He reigned from the time of Emperor Xuan, through Emperor Mingzong, and then died during the reign of the previous emperor.

He was a general with great military achievements who had guarded the northern border for many years and was treated very favorably by the emperor.

The Wei family has no adult males for many years. When their sons reach the age of joining the army, they will almost certainly go to the military camp for training without hesitation. The Duke's Mansion is usually headed by the mistress of the house. There are fewer officials in the mansion than in other prominent families, so it seems much quieter.

However, no matter how quiet it was, the Wei Mansion received no less treatment than a duke and a general should have. The gate of the mansion was tall and heavy, and the courtyard was intricate and exquisite.

If we compare all the mansions of the rich and powerful in Dayu together, Duke Xianguo's Mansion would definitely rank among the top.

But at the same time, its degree of dilapidation is unmatched by any other house.

Officials in the court were very secretive about this Duke's Mansion. Emperor Renshou disliked anything related to the previous emperor, and he hated even more those loyal ministers who were once highly praised and worthy of being recorded in history.

Therefore, Duke Xian's Mansion became a thorn in his heart.

I couldn't pull it out, but I couldn't just leave it alone and let it fester. It wouldn't be appropriate to give it to anyone, and no one dared to live there. After much thought, I decided that my son was the most suitable.

However, the Duke's Mansion was in ruins and was considered unlucky by the court. Whichever prince was given the throne would inevitably be troubled by the concubines and relatives. Therefore, the male protagonist, who had neither the support of his maternal family nor the favor of the emperor, became the best candidate.

Emperor Renshou didn't like this house, nor did he like Sheng Chengli. This move actually meant suppression and abandonment.

The story of Sheng Chengli starts with a strategy of suppressing others before promoting others. It is in such a background that he gradually pushes himself to the center of the fight for power. Readers will feel anxious as they follow the story, expecting the poor little protagonist to grow up quickly and overthrow the dog emperor.

And it is obvious that the mansion that is least favored by the emperor must have hidden many unknown secrets over the years, and those secrets in turn helped Sheng Chengli a lot.

This is a virtuous cycle, but in the early stages it manifests itself in the form of suppressing the male protagonist.

Rong Tang frowned when he thought about this, and was already annoyed by the favor that Heaven had given to Sheng Chengli.

Lately he has always wondered what the so-called "order" of this small world is.

The novel was created by the author, who gave the characters settings and personalities, but the ending was not what he wanted and the world collapsed, so the system captured Rong Tang, the tasker, from among the myriad worlds to fill the loophole.

Then everything after this is actually not controlled by the author. Since the world has an independent operating order, there should be a setting similar to the way of heaven.

Therefore, the preferential treatment that Sheng Chengli received, and even the fact that Rong Tang was brought in to assist him in the mission because Sheng Chengli could not become emperor, were essentially the favoritism of heaven towards the male protagonist.

Rong Tang understands the preference of Heaven for its male protagonist, but is it too arbitrary to favor it to such an extent that the lives of millions of people in the world are tied to whether Sheng Chengli can become emperor

Rong Tang didn't quite understand.

He just thought it was outrageous.

After he finished his meal at Wang Xiuyu's courtyard, he walked back to Tanghua Courtyard along the Wangfu Garden with Su Huaijing. On the way, his thoughts were flying around and he couldn't even grasp a specific thread.

Rong Tang felt a headache and his expression unconsciously became a little solemn.

A servant was running hurriedly through the mansion, dragging behind him a doctor who was stumbling all the way and was about to be dragged to the ground by him.

The doctor in the palace was named Lin. Rong Tang had dealt with him many times in his past lives. Doctor Lin was a good doctor, but he often fell into deep thought while taking the prince's pulse, which was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Rong Tang had seen the confused look on his face more than once, and he felt uncomfortable.

After all, his pulse would occasionally change with the results of the mission and the pills in the mall. Even if the best doctor in the world was there to help him regulate it, he would probably be confused.

Without those invisible factors in this life, Rong Tang felt that the medicine prescribed by Doctor Lin was becoming more and more effective. He was about to thank him, but when he saw this, he spoke out to stop him: "What kind of serious illness is it that requires such trouble for the doctor?"

Rong Tang has always been transparent in the mansion. He doesn't cause trouble and nothing will cause him any trouble. Compared with Rong Zheng and Rong Yuan, he even stays in his own courtyard and never goes out. Now he has been away for half a year and has not returned, but this servant didn't even recognize him.

The other party was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was about to frown and scold, but when he saw the luxurious clothes on the two men, he changed his tone and said arrogantly: "I don't know which young master this is. If you want to visit or attend a banquet, you have come to the wrong door. You should go to the main courtyard. The backyard is not a place you can come to."

Su Huaijing's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes turned cold. Doctor Lin was very embarrassed behind the servant. He just fixed his messy hair and was about to say hello to Rong Tang, but Rong Tang secretly winked at him to keep quiet.

He was feeling annoyed, but now he was treated like this by a servant in his own home. He didn't feel angry, but just felt it was just right.

Rong Tang looked up at the sun and nodded silently in his heart.

Well, the weather is good, which is suitable for taking advantage of your power and going crazy.

He lowered his eyes to look at the servant, chuckled, and said, "Ning Xuan Palace is such a grand place. Even if we have taken the wrong road, which courtyard are you from? How dare you treat guests like this?"

The other party frowned, his face was full of impatience, and he wanted to leave, but Rong Tang and Su Huaijing blocked his way, and Doctor Lin had no intention of going with him. He had no choice but to stop and apologize perfunctorily: "I didn't mean it, please don't blame me, gentlemen. It's really that my mistress is pregnant, and she suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain this afternoon. I was afraid that I might scare the little baby in her belly, so I hurriedly found a doctor to treat her. Please don't embarrass me, gentlemen."

But Rong Tang did not move, and asked, "Is this the only doctor in the palace?"

The servant was startled, his expression almost unable to hold back. He frowned and raised his voice a few notches, asking, "Sir, what do you mean?"

Rong Tang smiled slightly: "Don't be upset, little brother. I'm just curious. Ning Xuan Palace is so prominent and has so many people. If there is only one doctor in the palace, can he handle it? If there is not only one, are the responsibilities of the doctors different?"

Gray-clothed servant: "Of course there is more than one. The master and the servants certainly do not use the same doctor."

"Is that so?" Rong Tang nodded and asked, "Who is this doctor in charge of?"

The servant was very impatient: "Young Master, don't you understand what I'm saying? I've already told you that my master has severe abdominal pain, so Doctor Lin is responsible for treating the master. You're still here, and if the treatment is delayed, can you take the responsibility? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Huaijing looked up and stared at him coldly. The boy suddenly felt as if he was frozen by ice. He panicked and got goose bumps on his arms unconsciously. However, he still forced himself not to retreat, but tilted his head back and looked at him through his nose.

After Rong Tang got that answer, he was too lazy to talk to him anymore. His expression was slightly cold, and his tone was calm and natural. He asked, "Is Princess Ning Xuan pregnant?"

The servant was stunned and didn't react, but Doctor Lin immediately denied it: "It's not the princess, it's the concubine Qian."

"Rong Yuan's mother?" Rong Tang asked.

Doctor Lin nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."

The servant's face suddenly turned ugly, and he was about to scold him for being rude, but he heard Rong Tang turn his head away and pretended not to know and asked Su Huaijing: "I'm a little confused, is the concubine a concubine?"

Su Huaijing was slightly startled, then he smiled and said to his little Bodhisattva: "Yes."

"Since she is a concubine, how can she be considered the master?" Rong Tang frowned and asked, "I have never heard of a family where even a concubine can be considered the master. Is it that the Ningxuan Palace is careless about etiquette, or does the prince intend to favor the concubine over the wife and make Qian the principal wife?"

It was a clear and cool autumn day, and the palace garden was lush with greenery. People were coming and going, all busy. The little dispute that happened in this corner might have been seen by someone, but no one took the initiative to come to the door to cause trouble.

Rong Tang had a clean and handsome appearance, with a bit of sickly air. At a glance, no one would think that he was someone who was not easy to deal with. However, the more he spoke, the colder his voice became, and the more he spoke, the more intimidating he became, which made people speechless for a moment.

Rong Tang stood there and waited for a few seconds, but still didn't get any response from the gray-clothed servant. He became a little impatient and wanted to invite Doctor Lin to go back with him.

Just as he was about to speak, the servant finally reacted and started to curse: "Whose son are you? How can you be so ignorant of etiquette and show off your power in other people's houses? How can my wife not be the master? Not to mention that the third son is my wife's child, and now she is pregnant with the future owner of the palace. What nonsense are you talking about here!"

Su Huaijing couldn't listen any longer, and he raised his wrist slightly. Just as he was about to move, Rong Tang held him down. He looked at the boy calmly and asked softly, "Is the Prince of Ningxuan dead?"

Doctor Lin's eyes widened and he looked at Rong Tang in disbelief. Even Su Huaijing froze in place.

The person involved did not feel that there was anything to be avoided. He just asked calmly and seriously: "Who told you these words?"

The servant had clearly said something out of turn, but if he didn't smooth it over, it would easily cause problems. Thinking of this, his neck stiffened and he said loudly: "The prince promised my wife himself! When the prince dies, this palace will belong to the child in my wife's belly—"

Su Huaijing took a step forward, walked straight forward and kicked him to the ground, interrupting him.

The servant was stunned for a long time and struggled to get up, but he had no strength. He turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

Doctor Lin finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Master, Princess, are you back from Jiangnan?"

"Yeah." Rong Tang nodded and saw the blood drain from the boy's face instantly.

He said, "Rong Mingyu, Qianshi, Rongyuan, I don't care who you heard that nonsense from, let them come to my courtyard before dark to explain clearly. As for the reason why your wife has abdominal pain-"

Rong Tang changed the subject and said in a cold voice, "You really don't know why you want to ask Doctor Lin, who is in charge of the princess and this prince, to go back for treatment?"

Qian's baby is precious. If the plot line can continue smoothly, considering how much Rong Mingyu dotes on him later, it is not surprising that the palace really falls into his hands.

But Rong Tang suddenly remembered that the princess' health began to deteriorate during Qian's pregnancy.

"It's a Hongmen Banquet after all." He sighed and said to Su Huaijing.

(End of this chapter)