V2.Chapter 44

Yu Wan sent the three little milk bags back to the young master's mansion, and brought the little sick cat back with her.

The grandmothers were all terrified. The little sons were always naughty. He could always get rid of the servants, causing people to search everywhere, but every time they were found unharmed at the end, no one doubted that the little sons had even gone out. House, and listening to what Miss Yu said, it doesn't seem to be the first time.

Fortunately, nothing happened, but what if something happened...

The grandmothers are so scared that their legs are weak!

The dog hole was blocked, and Yu Wan made a three-chapter agreement with the little milk buns, and they were not allowed to leave the house without permission in the future. She would take them wherever she wanted to go.

After getting three big kisses, the little milk packs shyly agreed.

Yan Jiuchao was not in the young master's mansion today, he went to the court.

As a person who doesn't even have a spare job in the court, it is really a strange thing to rashly appear in the Golden Palace.

The noisy courtroom fell silent the moment Yan Jiuchao stepped into the threshold! Everyone looked at Yan Jiuchao. Yan Jiuchao ignored the courtiers and walked to the front row. He glanced at the minister of rites who was holding the wat board and said, "Let me go?"

"Uh..." The Minister of Rites, who was halfway through the performance, stepped aside in a daze.

After letting it go, the Minister of Rites recovered, why did he let it go? !

The fourth prince whispered to the fifth prince beside him: "Didn't this guy be punished by the father and thought about it behind closed doors? How dare he run out?"

The fifth prince's biological mother, Yu Concubine, and Concubine Zhen befriended, so the two princes also got close, but the fifth prince was not favored, and he was not as confident as the fourth brother, so he persuaded in a low voice: "Say a few words, be careful that the father and the emperor heard. ."

"Humph!" The fourth prince rolled his eyes.

The third prince and Yan Huaijing were of the same faction. He gave Yan Huaijing a nuisance and motioned him to look at Yan Jiuchao. Yan Huaijing frowned in disapproval.

The only person who didn't care why Yan Jiuchao came to the Golden Palace was probably the eldest prince, the queen lost power, and Concubine Xu Xian stumbled on him everywhere. His life was not easy, and he began to break a little.

"Ignore me, you continue." Yan Jiuchao said calmly.

Crowd: Ignore you, why are you standing there? Do you not poop in a dungeon?

The emperor's head hurts!

"Cough!" As the emperor's caring little padded jacket, the Minister of Rites, after his incomparably accurate observation, decisively followed the memorial just now.

It is about the marriage between the Huns and the Great Zhou. Since ancient times, marriage has been the most common method of peaceful diplomatic relations between the two countries. Of course, since the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was the first time that the Huns sent the marriage to the Mingzhu County Lord, and the Minister of Rites was The emperor recommended three candidates who matched him regardless of age or status, namely the prince of Prince Liang's mansion, the prince of Prince Jing's mansion, and the second son-in-law of Prince Li's mansion.

The three princes were the emperor's half-brothers, and they were not considered to be powerful when they were princes. Because of this, they did not participate in the struggle for succession, thus avoiding the bad luck of being killed by the emperor.

Yan Jiuchao sighed: "They are all the sons of the prince, so is this young master, why don't you mention this young master?"

The Minister of Rites staggered and almost fell!

"Li Shangshu—" Yan Jiuchao elongated his tone, as if forcing him to say why.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Minister of Rites, thinking, you are the most suitable person, but who would dare to push you into the fire pit of the Huns? Isn't it obvious that you can't read His Majesty's face? This black gauze hat on my head, unless I don't want it anymore!

Yan Jiuchao asked himself and answered: "I understand, it must be that my status is not valuable enough. I heard that the Hun County Lord is the most beloved little niece of the Huns, and the princesses of the Huns are not as good as her, so I promised her to a prince. The son of her, really wronged her."

Minister of Rites: It's rare for a dandy to be so modest, but Mao doesn't feel right...

Sure enough, he heard Yan Jiuchao say, "You have to be a prince anyway..."

The harem exploded.

"What? The Huns mainly choose their husbands from among the princes?" Concubine Xu Xian was shocked by the little eunuch's words.

The little eunuch nodded and said, "Yes, madam!"

Concubine Xu Xian frowned.

The marriage with the county master of Xiongnu sounds like a pie from the sky, but if you think about it carefully, it may not be the blessing of the prince. The master of the pearl county is very valuable, and you can't be a small one when you marry him back home. The child born is the direct son. If this direct son is born in the prince's mansion, it will be fine. If he is born in the prince's mansion, he is qualified to compete for the throne.

No emperor would be willing to hand over the country to a descendant of impure blood. In other words, whoever married the Xiongnu county master would basically miss the position of the prince.

Concubine Xu Xian wondered, "Who came up with the bad idea?"

The little eunuch said, "Young Master Yan."

Concubine Xu Xian gasped in her chest: "Your Majesty agrees?"

The little eunuch did not speak.

Concubine Xu Xian laughed at herself: "Yes, doesn't your Majesty want to agree? How could he miss such an opportunity to remove obstacles for Yan Jiuchao?"

"Niangniang." The maid in charge came over, supported the angry concubine Xu Xian, and said to the little eunuch, "You step back first."

"Yes." The little eunuch stepped back.

Concubine Xu Xian brushed the porcelain on the table to the ground!

The maid in charge said: "It may not be the second highness, don't worry about it."

Concubine Xu Xian panicked: "The eldest and the third have already been concubines, and the fourth and fifth went to your Majesty to ask for a kiss. Besides the emperor, is there any other prince who is the right age? It's a fourteen-year-old. Six, or twelve-year-old seventh? Don't say five-year-old eighth!"

The grandma in charge said: "The marriage between the fourth prince and the fifth prince was just mentioned by Concubine Zhen before His Majesty, and the decree has not yet been made."

"What if the emperor is chosen?" Concubine Xu Xian asked anxiously.

The maid in charge comforted her: "My lord, the second prince is His Majesty's most beloved prince, and His Majesty will not treat him as an abandoned son."

Concubine Xu Xian gradually calmed down: "Mother, you said that Yan Jiuchao...isn't he really His Majesty's flesh and blood?"

"It's not important, Niangniang," said the maid in charge.

Concubine Xu Xian said indifferently: "Yes, he is dying. It doesn't matter what he does. His Majesty will not pass the throne to a person who cannot survive... But he still has three sons!"

The mistress in charge did not take Concubine Xu Xian's words, but seemed to recall something and said, "Your Majesty treats King Yan very well. The old slave heard that His Majesty planned to use his own life in exchange for King Yan's life."

Concubine Xu Xian sneered: "How could King Yan take one step ahead of him and end his life... Speaking of which, when the late emperor was alive, he wanted to kill King Yan, didn't he?"

The maid in charge nodded: "There is such a thing, everyone who knew about it was executed, and the slaves were lucky to hide under the bed to escape."

Concubine Xu Xian took a slow sip of tea: "Why did the late emperor kill King Yan? Doesn't he love King Yan very much?"

"This slave girl doesn't know about it anymore." The maid in charge said.

Concubine Xu Xian put down the teacup and said, "So the late emperor did not actually die of illness, but was poisoned by His Majesty's dutiful son in front of the bed?"

"Niangniang! Beware of the ears on the wall!" The maid in charge said sternly.

Concubine Xu Xian smiled sarcastically, lowered her voice slightly, and said, "Your Majesty is willing to kill your father for a younger brother. Your Majesty treats King Yan with deep love and righteousness..."

...

It is not only Concubine Xu Xian who is troubled by the matter of choosing the prince to marry. As Concubine Xu Xian said, the marriage between the fourth prince and the fifth prince has not been announced, and there is still the possibility of repentance. To kill Yan Jiuchao, although the fifth prince didn't have the guts to make trouble, he closed the door and took up his heart for a long time, and the most depressing one was the emperor. be a daughter-in-law.

Rather...

The emperor remembered Yan Jiuchao's eloquent remarks in the Golden Palace, and dozens of ministers who had read the book of sages were so stunned that he couldn't refute a word.

Unless he saw it with his own eyes, the emperor would not know that Yan Jiuchao, who could not play a fart on weekdays, was so articulate.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Gonggong brought over the hot herbal tea.

The emperor waved his hand: "I want to be quiet."

After successfully making everyone so popular, Yan Jiuchao returned home with a contented face.

The palace exploded, and Yan Ruyu's life was not very easy. After Yan Jiuchao sent two jars of wine to Yan Xie, Yan Ruyu fell into deep suspicion.

She recalled the events of that night time and time again, and the more she thought about it, the more strange she felt. Her alcohol intake was indeed not good, but she shouldn't be unconscious after two or three drinks. Did she really get drunk? Or was it passive in the wine?

And by coincidence, she inquired about another thing, the day Yan Xie went to Ning'an Temple with the urn in his arms, Yan Jiuchao also went to Ning'an Temple!

Where did the note she didn't find go?

Why did Yan Jiu Dynasty appear so coincidentally in Ning'an Temple?

Yan Xie really didn't do anything with Yan Jiuchao?

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan, Miss Yan!"

The voice in her ears made Yan Ruyu come back to her senses. Yan Ruyu looked at the unfamiliar scenery, and after a long time in a trance, she remembered that she was in the old mansion of Zhang Ge. Today is his granddaughter's birthday banquet, and she was invited to the banquet.

The one who just called her was also a daughter who came to the banquet, surnamed Yang.

Miss Yang asked nervously, "Miss Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Ruyu looked at her and then at herself, only to realize that she had come to the pond at some point, holding a servant child in her hand. The child was about three or four years old, a little girl with a big face on her face. His slap print, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

Miss Yang glanced at the child and said, "Is something wrong, Miss Yan? Did this child offend you?"

Yan Ruyu asked gently: "Do you think I hit her?"

"I, I, I... I didn't mean that! Miss Yan, don't get me wrong!" Miss Yang hurriedly said.

Yan Ruyu smiled gently and said, "It wasn't me, she was bullied. I brought her over to the river to wash her face."

"Is that so..." Miss Yang was stunned.

Yan Ruyu crouched down and gently wiped the little girl's face with the handkerchief: "Don't be afraid, no one will bully you anymore, wash your face, my sister will take you to eat candy."

The little girl is terrified...

Yan Ruyu rescued a servant's child, coaxed her, washed her face, fed her candy, and handed her over to her parents. With such a close-knit image, she instantly captured the favor of the guests. In time, the reputation of the Yan family's daughter, being kind, courteous, and virtuous, spread out.

At first, everyone thought that Yan Ruyu was not worthy of Yan Jiuchao, but now they feel that the mad young master is really not worthy of Yan Ruyu.

After all, such a pure and innocent woman must have been forced to commit herself to others. She could not even beg for death for the sake of the child in her belly. She was born and raised with hardships. .

"Miss Yan, walk slowly, next time, please come to my house with a smile on your face!" Miss Zhang personally sent Yan Ruyu to the door, and reluctantly said goodbye to her.

"I will, thank you for your hospitality." Yan Ruyu got into the carriage gracefully.

"Miss Yan really lives up to her name."

"Yeah, it's not bad for her appearance, even her talent is so outstanding, Miss Zhang, did your grandfather praise her?"

"Well," Miss Zhang nodded, "Her chess skills are better than my grandfather, but she didn't beat my grandfather. Grandpa said that it is rare for a younger generation to cultivate a temperament like hers."

"I just played the qin, and I also think she let me." said Miss Sun, who played a guqin with Yan Ruyu.

Although they have strength, they never compete with them for the first place. Anyone would like such a friend, right?

Only Miss Yang on the side did not speak.

She thought, is she dazzled by the river? How could Miss Yan, such a well-informed person, bully an innocent child and drag the child to the river bank as if she were about to drown?

Miss Yan is not crazy, right?

It must be... she was blinded.