Since my grandmother wants to choose a concubine for herself, becoming a king should also be on the agenda.
Yang Ming was still very happy about this.
It doesn't matter whether you choose a concubine or not, you have to choose sooner or later anyway, but if you make the king earlier, the difference will be huge.
He now lives in the Yuehua Palace, a serious harem. The entire daily expenses of the Yuehua Palace are owed to Yong'an Palace and paid from the inner government, so he has no pocket money at all.
This is not good. He needs money, lots and lots of money to cultivate his power.
Because he doesn't want to wait to die with his irritable father.
After thinking about it, Yang Ming made a choice.
"My child is willing to marry Mr. Li,"
In Yang Ming's view, marrying Li Xiuqing can protect himself, in other words, it can save his life in the future.
After hearing this, Duguhou just smiled but said nothing, and tapped three times on the long finger with her slender fingers.
"My son will stay tonight and sleep with my grandmother. When your grandfather comes back tomorrow, he will measure a piece of land for you," Dugu Jialuo looked at his precious grandson in his arms with a loving expression.
Who is Li An? Among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion in the early Tang Dynasty, the second-ranked Hejian King Li Xiaogong was Li An's second son.
Looking at the dignified and elegant figure of Dugu Hou in front of the dressing table not far away, Yang Ming asked:
Yang Ming has finished peeing under the service of Nuan Dong and Liang Xia, and is changing clothes at this time.
Both the Li family and the Yang family in Longxi belong to the Guanlong aristocratic group, which is the foundation of the Sui Dynasty. The current head of the clan is Li An, the general of Zuo Ling and Zuo Fu.
Yang Ming seemed to hear another meaning from these three crisp sounds: "Think again."
Until noon, Yang Jian and his wife returned to Yong'an Palace together.
Moreover, the two brothers had deep conflicts. If Yang Yong really wanted to successfully inherit the throne, he would inevitably have to be stabbed.
Moreover, Empress Dugu is an authentic feudal feminist who insists on monogamy. It is not certain whether Yang Ming will be able to take a concubine in the future.
"Okay," Yang Ming agreed happily.
"Yes." Aunt Lou slowly exited the hall.
And Li Yuan will definitely become the next heir to the clan leader after Li An, so his legitimate daughter can only be the official wife, unless Yang Ming is the prince instead of the heir apparent.
You must know that both grandfather Yang Jian and grandmother Dugu are individuals with strong personal opinions. Basically, the decisions they make cannot be changed by others.
On the bed, Yang Ming gently moved Dugu Hou's arms around him, tossing and turning while listening to his grandmother's even breathing.
Yang Ming had given up. He could only have one concubine. Since his grandmother had chosen a girl from the Dugu family, he had no second choice.
Dugu Jialuo was very satisfied with Yang Ming's choice. He gently held his grandson tightly in his arms and rocked him.
"A'lou, send a message to Luoyang. Choose a good day and ask them to send Feng'er to Daxing. I will personally train her."
Yang Jian dotes on him very much, but a man's doting is different from a woman's doting.
Tomorrow, my grandfather Yang Jian will return from Renshou Palace. He must get a decent fiefdom, run it well, and secretly raise some soldiers and horses to save his life.
Sure enough, Dugu Hou smiled and nodded:
Yang Jian lost his temper just now. He was not really scared, he was just pretending to be frightened.
Who asked him to be that uncle's son?
In fact, in the two months since he had just traveled through time, he had privately considered whether he should help the prince speak well in front of Yang Jian and his wife.
"Calm down, don't scare my son,"
Yang Ming was overjoyed and said with a smile: "My child listens to grandma in everything."
"Actually, Li's family is also very good, but Feng'er is better, and my son still has a good vision."
Empress Dugu smiled and said: "There are no outsiders. Grandpa You is attending the court meeting. I will go and listen. My son will play in Yong'an Palace. When grandma comes back, we will discuss the business."
Dugu Jialuo took the "trembling" Yang Ming into his arms and sat down. His face was ashen and he said: "Sui Difa (Yang Yong's nickname) has a dissolute style and has done such immoral things over and over again. He should suffer a lot."
Already."
Yang Ming hid in Dugu Jialuo's arms, listening to the couple scolding the prince Yang Yong.
The moment he saw Yang Ming, Yang Jian's expression softened slightly.
"Let's have lunch,"
Under normal circumstances, Dugu Jialuo would only change into the phoenix robe and court clothes for people outside the palace. On weekdays, most of them would wear regular clothes, so Yang Ming asked this question when he saw Aunt Lou doing her grandmother's bun and crown.
As soon as the door of the palace was closed, Yang Jian, who had always kept his emotions secret, became furious. He picked up an inkstone on the dragon table and threw it directly to the ground. There was only a click, and the inkstone fell into pieces.
Rather than making others unhappy, it's better to just go along with it.
One good thing about Yang Jian and Empress Dugu is that he was not forced to study. This may be related to the fact that Yang Jian himself did not have much education.
Because at this time, the prince Yang Yong, his uncle, was already very disliked by the Second Saint.
"Bastard thing!"
Dugu Jialuo never sleeps in late and wakes up very early every day. Moreover, she does not allow anyone to sleep in late, including her husband.
"Ding ding ding,"
But later Yang Ming gave up this idea because he felt that Yang Yong was really not as good as his father in all aspects, and the gap was quite big.
He can live happily for another ten years, but after ten years, the world will be in chaos.
Even though his grandfather Yang Jian also came from a wealthy family, he actually only studied at Taixue for two years in the Western Wei Dynasty. In Yang Ming's previous life, he was a primary school student, but in the Sui Dynasty, he could barely be considered a half-hearted scholar.
After all, he is only eleven years old, and every move he makes in daily life must conform to his eleven-year-old personality.
Get it quickly. You don't know how big a trap my father will make in the future. You personally ruined your grandson's best chance to save his life.
Don't expect to marry Li Xiuqing as a concubine. It's just a dream.
"Grandma, is anyone coming?"
After thinking about it, Yang Ming tilted his head, buried it in his grandmother's chest and fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at Yang Jian's gloomy face at this time, Yang Ming lowered his head knowingly, said hello honestly, and behaved well.
It's better to get stabbed later than later.
Dugu Jialuo ordered Alou and took Yang Ming's hand back to the main hall.
"Feng'er is naturally beautiful and doesn't want to think about anyone else," Yang Ming said bravely. He had already guessed who Queen Dugu was interested in.
And I must have died miserably at that time.
It's over, Barbie's Q. It seems that her loving grandmother has already made a choice in her heart.
After listening for a long time, I finally understood.
Some time ago, Prince Yang Yong went to Daxingshan Temple to offer incense and molested a woman in the temple. The incident was revealed by a fool from the Ministry of Rites at the court meeting.
Yang Jian's face turned green at that time
That's why the couple became very angry because of their eldest son, whom they had long disliked.
When Yang Ming heard this, he couldn't help sighing. Yang Yong had been beaten so many times by his parents because of his lecherous problem, but in the end, he still didn't change his character. As a prince, he couldn't even control his own crotch. No wonder Yang Jian