Chapter 8: The restlessness of the royal capital ()

The incident that Yang Ze and Dong Xuan happened on the Red House boat was surprisingly calm that night. It seemed as if nothing had happened.

Shortly after that, news came from the entire capital that Dong Xuan and Changchun Crown Prince Zhao Jinmeng were engaged.

In Shanglin City, the most interesting thing for a moment was not how Changchun Hou Mansion came to discuss the matter with the Dong family, a military chief, to discuss the matter. The persuasion and arguments that promoted the happiness of their children were passionate and froze, and two teeth were broken.

It was not because the celebrity Dong Xuan suddenly got engaged, which made the prince of the head of the family come up with many popular sour poems overnight. The young master of the west family drank for dawn by drinking alcohol. How did the son of the heroic and strong general in the east go on a battle and was about to find a single fight at Changchun Hou Mansion. The young man of the north family organized a group of like-minded people to sit in front of the Dong family and protest and demonstration... etc. Such things that made many young talents in the capital worry and sad.

Instead, Yang Ze, the most talentless and useless prince in the Marquis of Qichun, personally used a long sword on the Red House boat to draw the ground in front of Dong Xuan, who was many times better than him, and said something without any entanglement between them.

Because the original sentence was too nonsense and too saliva, it also created its popularity, and indirectly let the famous ladies of the royal capital write in handkerchiefs and silks and pass on each other.

When I saw the sentence "No matter how good things are, there will be a day when I lose them, no matter how deep the memories are, there will be a day when I forget them, and no matter how beautiful the dreams are, there will be a day when I wake up..." A girl who was about to become an intellectual age in a young woman, said, "After all, Yang Ze could read a poem like "I was originally a landscape man in Qingdu, and I had been looking at the princes and kings" at that time. How could the words he said at that time be so straightforward and simple?"

There was also a girl in her youth blushing and her eyes naturally fell behind. "We don't need to be friends... nor enemies..." and refuted, "Although it's very vulgar, it sounds pretty good."

However, most Guiyuans were talking about it, that is, "Yang Ze was really ignorant and didn't think about his level of cultivation. He was extremely talented and wasted his practice. He was still only a seventh grade and belonged to the lower class. Although Dong Xuan was ten years old, he made great progress every year. Now he has been practicing the fourth grade of Qihai Realm, and is already a middle grade, and he has just moved to the top grade. He was able to respect him in the past, not to mention the face of the Marquis of Qichun, but also his blessing to Yang Ze!"

"That's right, there was a tacit understanding between the Qichun Marquis Mansion and the Grand Marsman Dong family. At least Miss Dong had a close relationship with the Qichun Marquis Mansion. If Miss Dong had been treated well, she would not have any chance at all. And Miss Dong's personal words told me that she still didn't hate Yang Ze. If the family arranged them together, she would have fulfilled the arrangement. Look, what kind of kindness is... As a result, Yang Ze pretended to be demeanor and used his sword to ruin all this. Did he think he was singing in the theater??"

"However, because of this, Miss Dong Er's heart hurt, she forced Miss Dong Er to Prince Zhao. Now it seems that they have an in-law this year and will go to Wangguo Qiudao Academy for further study next year. When the practice is over, the king will hold a prominent marriage again! But then again, Prince Zhao in Changchun is handsome and free, and he is the second level of Qihai Realm. He is only one step away from impacting the artistic conception. In terms of cultivation qualifications, he is a rare talent in the Daye Kingdom. He has long admired the beauty for a long time, so it should be natural for them to be together... What do you say... Hi, how can I be jealous?"

"As a result, everyone originally thought that the Qichun Hou Mansion and the Dong family would marry each other, but Yang Ze disturbed it. Changchun Hou Mansion was like this and then, the whole king now knew that the Qichun Hou Mansion was not sure where to put the face of the Qichun Hou Mansion..."

In winter, the warm sunshine penetrates the cedars that penetrate the courtyard gate and fall on the courtyard of the Hou Mansion.

Wang Nan, the heroine of the Marquis's main house, is from Jingzhou. Although she comes from a poor family, she is a famous and powerful character among the high sects. It is not because she gave birth to the eldest grandson of the Marquis' Mansion in Qichun, and now she has been promoted to the second level of the building in the practice of the tower. But because she has great management talent, she manages most of the industries in the Marquis' Mansion and can also be managed in an orderly manner. She is a very powerful middle-aged woman. There is a cinnabar mole on her jaw, which makes her look more graceful and majestic.

There was a shopkeeper wearing a top hat and a thin and pointed face outside the courtyard. Before entering the door, he carefully tidied up his clothes and did not ensure that he was spotless. On weekdays, he was the shopkeeper of the Hou Mansion's Wangdu industry, so he naturally felt that he was superior to those county and state owners, and he did a lot of domineering things. However, this time he wore a high-quality silk woven robe worth fifty silver pounds, and he specially tidied them again and again, just to report the performance of the cabinet to the wife of the Dafang in the palace today.

After handing over the account, the heroine looked over and asked about his family matters. This made the shopkeeper even more excited. He rubbed his hands in his pockets, as if he had chicken blood, which was even more excited than the two girls in Yangchun Tower, Lin Shouma, who were in the Yingchun Tower last night. He gathered all his energy to deal with the heroine's casual and casual inquiries. He said, "The heroine asked, the old lady in the family is good, and she always talked about your kindness... She also loves parents on weekdays and chats with other families, and wants to tell me what new things are... Hey, I'm afraid it's the young masters and ladies in the Red Chamber boat recently, and they are talking about Yang Ze and Prince Yang..."

He observed his words and expressions, and saw that this sentence did not arouse any displeasure from the hostess, and signaled him to continue speaking, thinking that his usual guess must be correct. Since ancient times, various houses in the Gaomen Marquis' Mansion have always been in conflict, and there have always been countless conflicts. So he said even more unscrupulously, "...This matter is rumored, and some Shiju merchants also said privately... What is the place of the Red Boat House? Those princes and princes usually drink some loose wine and watch singing and dancing... As a result, this third prince is too ineffective, and he openly turned against Miss Dong Xuan of the Grand Sima Mansion there..."

His triangular eyes raised, and a wrinkled face squeezed out a bit of disgust. "What is Miss Dong's identity, I don't call him a slap in any way. I'm in a better mood, so I call him the third prince. But this is awkward! It doesn't matter if he slaps himself in the face, but doing something to slap our Marquis's face, which is really a terrible thing. Compared to our eldest prince, it's really a dragon and a worm..." The last sentence is to pat the heroine's flattery and show her loyalty.

As a result, before he could finish his "heart-to-heart" free remark, a crisp sound of "bang!" was heard on his face, and he threw his whole body in his robe and flew away and gradually rushed onto the snow.

He got up and knelt on his knees and trembled all over, his right face was bright red and swollen. He knew that the mistress had used her true power and slapped him half to death without slapping him half to death, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

The heroine of the big room threw the accounts back on the snow in front of him, and the voice was like a solemn coming from the sky, "I know you have old people above and young people below, and I know that your old lady is counting on you to be the pillar of the family, so you tamper with some small accounts, embezzled flowing water, and collected the bribes from the cabinet below. I was half-closed. But you really shouldn't have no eyes to this point and discuss your little master without authorization. You are still like this, you can imagine how filthy the rumors in your private place are, and you'd better all restrain yourself. Remember, no matter how he doesn't have to go forward at the level of practice, he always has his surname Yang. As long as it is me, the Marquis of Qichun, and his two elder brothers are still in this family for a day, it's not the turn of people outside to discuss him..."

After a pause, she continued, "He will always be the prince of this marquis' mansion, and this will not change at all."

Although the kneeling shopkeeper was shaking all over, he still had some backbone at this moment. He stumbled, "... It's not that the servants were talking nonsense. If Prince Yang was really diligent and hardworking to cultivate cold and heat. Even if he had no progress in his practice in comprehending the truth of heaven and earth, the servants would definitely not dare to judge him like this. As the prince of the Marquis's Mansion, he represented the reputation of the Marquis of Qichun. He did not do anything even to do, which made us really sad. Therefore, he had some extreme remarks... I hope the heroine's son would clearly observe."

The heroine of the big room changed slightly, and finally sighed slightly and waved her hand, "Forget it, you go."

The shopkeeper who kneeled down was like a general amnesty, stepped back and walked in the wind. He felt that his behavior of accepting bribes and embezzling flowing water was indeed wrong. He was slapped as a warning, and it was not unfair at all. But what he said just now was indeed a heartfelt word for the vast number of marquis' servants with a strong sense of honor in the Marquis' servants. When he thought of the pride that he was a Marquis' servant and a ghost in the Marquis' servants, he felt that he was unable to emerge all over his body. He felt that his criticism and contempt for Yang Ze in the previous words were always right.

The heroine of the big house looked at the back of the shopkeeper walking out, and turned her head and looked at the several-story high marquis's office building and sighed.
Chapter completed!