"Not long ago, the imperial brother ordered Ding Daquan to choose a concubine for the loyal king." Zhao Yurui said slowly, "The one chosen is the daughter of Gu Ni, the judge of Lin'an Prefecture."
Ye Mengding caressed his beard and pondered, saying: "Gu Ni is a member of Ding Daquan's party... Ding Daquan has resigned from the court meeting today."
Zhao Yurui said: "The reason for inviting Mr. Yang here is exactly for this matter."
"Gu Ni's daughter is not suitable to be a loyal princess."
"But it's already been done."
Ye Mengding said: "Don't worry, Prince Rong, the courtiers will definitely object to Prince Zhong marrying the Gu family."
"What I'm worried about is..." Zhao Yurui rubbed his hands and said, "Since Prince Zhong is the son of the emperor's brother, I shouldn't have bothered with his marriage..."
Zhao Yurui thought he couldn't get involved.
Of course, the official family has the final say on the marriage of the heir of an official family.
However, courtiers can also control it.
Ye Mengding then asked: "Is there a suitable candidate?"
Zhao Yurui said: "My cousin Quan Zhaosun is an official in Yuezhou. His term of office expired last year and he returned with his family to the court. When he was passing through Tanzhou, he encountered the Mongolian army of Ashu. My cousin was hit by an arrow. Not long after.
Then he passed away. He had many children, nine of whom were about the same age as King Zhong..."
Ye Mengding already understood.
This represents the support of the official biological mother, Mrs. Ci Xian, to King Zhong.
Instead of letting King Zhong marry a woman selected by other ministers, he might as well marry Mrs. Ci Xian's grandniece and get married.
Also, King Rong didn’t want Prince Chung to be manipulated by his courtiers, and since he had no right to interfere with the son he sent away, he wanted to use his mother’s Quan clan to control Prince Chung…
"This daughter of the whole family was in Tanzhou with Quanzhizhou at that time?"
"yes."
"Are you okay?"
"Nothing's wrong."
Ye Mengding sighed and said slowly: "A'shu's soldiers went all the way and destroyed all the cities, but Tanzhou was not destroyed. At that time, the people of Tanzhou saw auspicious clouds in the sky, saying that there was auspicious protection... Xu Shiying's daughter was in the family.
On the head?"
Zhao and Rui frowned and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Yang."
"The courtiers can report that Quan's daughter traveled with her father to the rivers and lakes, experienced many dangers, is virtuous and virtuous, and can be a loyal princess."
"Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Ye Mengding continued in a low voice: "At that time, when your Majesty summons you, you will ask about Quanzhizhou's death in the national calamity. She only has to answer... Although the deceased father is suffering, the people of Huhuai are suffering even more."
After receiving this explanation, Zhao Yurui looked happy and asked: "Is it done?"
This question is actually about the establishment of a prince.
"The loyal king is your majesty's son. He is established as the prince. It is the law."
Ye Mengding responded sternly, thinking that Prince Rong did not need to be overly strategizing, lest he become like a villain.
"Prince Rong, it is inconvenient for me to stay longer, so I will take my leave now."
…
After leaving Prince Rong's Mansion and quickly getting on the sedan chair, Ye Mengding sighed.
He is fifty-nine years old and has always had the ambition to help the world, but unfortunately he has not yet been able to meet the central government.
Because of his great talent, he was appointed as the loyal king's teacher.
If King Zhong can establish him as the crown prince...
Ye Mengding thought about this, and then thought about how old he was, and wondered if he could still survive to become Prime Minister.
It makes people feel both ambitious and regretful.
After Ye Mengding left, Zhao Yurui also sighed.
Two staff members walked in from the side hall.
"Mr. Yang didn't mention it," Zhao Yurui said, "I'm too embarrassed to speak."
"King Rong, this is always a good thing."
"It's a good thing." Zhao Yurui nodded and repeated, "It's a good thing..."
He always knew that Zhao Yu was his biological son.
No, even the virtues are exactly the same.
Before they got married, the maid got pregnant.
"Although a good thing is a good thing, I'm afraid Wu Qian and others will oppose the emperor's decision to establish the foundation of the country again."
"Prince Rong, speaking of Wu Qian, the students just received news that after the court dismissed, Zhao and Min had breakfast with Li Xia at the tea shop on Yujie."
When Zhao Yurui heard this, he was a little angry and cursed lightly, saying: "Zhao Yumin? A side branch that can't be hit with eight poles, what does it have to do with him? How dare he jump up and down."
"exactly."
"What did they say?"
"Junior, I heard that King Zhong is extremely lustful?"
The breakfast shop on Royal Street is bound to have a lot of eyes and ears.
Li Xia knows this.
But after sitting down with Zhao Yumin in the elegant seats on the second floor, he still brought the topic to Zhao Yu.
Li Xia said: "Juniors also heard that King Zhong had more than ten maids in his maid at night. They refused to study during the day and only drank and had fun. They almost fainted the officials."
Zhao and Min put down their chopsticks, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across their eyes unnoticeably.
He contacted Li Xia and wanted to understand him step by step.
But after a court meeting, Li Xia seemed to see through him, and spoke out against Zhao Yu in this crowded place.
It can't be because of a bad mind.
"How to say this..."
Zhao Yumin was in a dilemma and said slowly: "The official heirs are few and far between. Prince Zhong, as the official heir, will spread the branches and leaves of the clan. It should be done. It should be done."
"The loyal king is indeed loyal and filial." Li Xia asked again: "It is said that he is not in good health. His limbs have been weak since birth and he can only speak at the age of seven. He is so loyal and loyal, which makes us and other ministers deeply worried..."
"Stop him!"
"Protect the commander..."
"Bang!"
A loud thud sounded on the stairs.
Zhao Yumin turned around and saw one of Li Xia's guards knocking a man down the stairs.
The man climbed up, reached for his waist, pulled out a single sword, and rushed forward again.
"Liu Jinsuo, please don't hurt anyone." Li Xia said loudly, "This is Royal Street, and the prefect of Lin'an is here. If you hurt someone, I can't protect you."
Liu Jinsuo laughed loudly and kicked the man away again.
Soon, a group of imperial soldiers arrived quickly.
"Who dares to fight in Yu Street without opening their eyes?!"
"I'm sorry, I just don't like this rough guy. Look at the embroidery on his body, it's really annoying."
"..."
There was a commotion below the restaurant, but the two officials sitting on the second floor were calm.
Zhao Yumin's expression remained unchanged, but he shook his head.
He knew that his intention of befriending Li Xia had been seen through by this young man.
In addition, it would not be unusual for someone with Li Xia's behavior to be stabbed to death in the street one day.
"I'm still busy with official duties, so I'm going to the government office." Zhao Yumin said.
Li Xia stood up and said, "I send you to the magistrate."
"No need to give it away."
"Forgive me."
Li Xia cupped his hands and finally spoke frankly again.
"I may have guessed what you want to say to me. But some things... are just like today. No one wants to kill you, but someone will stab me at any time."
Li Xia pointed to the breakfast on the table and said, "Therefore, I really can't drink tea leisurely like you."
This is what he wanted to say to Wu Qian.
Zhao Yumin was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and nodded.
"Young man Feiyu is so energetic. We have eaten enough today and we will meet again another day."
"Prefect, walk slowly..."
This was a brunch after a court meeting, and the court hall was extremely busy due to the Din Party's loss of power.
Li Xia, on the other hand, is very idle, at least on the surface he has to pretend to be very idle.
But fortunately, there are many idle people in Lin'an City.
Half an hour later, Li Xia and Yang Zhen went to the Cuju training camp together.
Unfortunately, he lost to Qiyun Society, but Li Xia's Cuju skills improved greatly and he became a bit popular.
…
In the evening, they were walking on the way back. When they reached the intersection, Li Xia raised his hand and pointed, saying: "Your mansion is over there, see you soon."
"Let's have dinner at Feiyu's house." Yang Zhen kept walking and asked, "I heard that Feiyu brought down Ding Qingpi with a memorial?"
"No, the imperial envoys submitted dozens of memorials."
Yang Zhendao: "I also heard that Ding's men assassinated you on Yu Street this morning?"
"Huh? That person offered recruitment?"
"No, the imperial army escorted him halfway and let him escape. It was found out that he was one of Ding Qingpi's men."
"Okay." Li Xia asked, "So Dingfan plans to bring these ten Cuju masters to protect me?"
Yang Zhen said proudly: "You are also a guard after all, who dares to cause trouble under our noses?"
Li Xia raised his head and glanced at the pavilion beside the alley. Half of Gao Nianfeng's face was visible on a window sill.
"It doesn't matter. Those people can't kill me. They're just angry and impulsive."
"Hey, when Ding Qingpi was appointed as the left prime minister, he hadn't yet..."
In the middle of Yang Zhen's words, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the front again.
"Yang Dingfan, ha, you lost again?"
At this time, they walked outside Li Xia's mansion, turned around and saw a group of richly dressed people coming from the south street.
One of the arrogant young men shouted at Yang Zhen.
"You don't know how to write poetry, and you're just average at Cuju. What else can you do?"
A very sarcastic tone.
Li Xia recognized the other party.
He was stabbed five times by the opponent's men...
"What bad luck."
Yang Zhen muttered something in a low voice and frowned, feeling very unhappy.
He is the grand-nephew of Empress Dowager Yang, and few people in Lin'an City dare to mess with him.
But there are always dudes with higher status than him, such as Mrs. Cixian's grandnephew.
Empress Dowager Yang has been dead for more than 20 years, but Mrs. Ci Xian is still there, and she is the biological mother of the current official family.
But Yang Zhen didn't want to lose his momentum, he raised his head and said: "Quan Gushi, don't mess with me, a good dog won't block the way."
"Niaobi, if you have the ability, go ahead and try." Quan Yongjian sneered, but looked at Li Xia.
Quan Yongjian naturally recognized Li Xia.
At that time, Li Xia escaped from his hands, then relied on Concubine Yan Guifei and fled to Sichuan to serve as an official.
Now that Li Xia has returned, he is already the commander-in-chief of Shu. His status is completely different from that of back then.
Quan Yongjian can no longer deal with Li Xia openly.
So he provoked Yang Zhen.
A fight between dandies is nothing, but someone accidentally stabbed Li Xia...
Quan Yongjian is also a noble man, but Quan Yongjian is much more scheming than Yang Zhen. The people around him seem to be just followers. However, there are several martial arts masters who have knives hidden in their sleeves and have been smeared with poison.
"Come on, am I afraid of you?"
"Come on, come forward."
"Afraid of you? As long as you agree not to complain, I will beat you until you cry for father and mother, and you will fall into the streets and alleys..."
Yang Zhen is still shouting.
Li Xia felt a little bored.
Because King Rong didn't pay enough attention to him. He asked Quan Yongjian to kill him three years ago, which was really just a little short of that.
But three years have passed, and the dudes closed and opened their eyes and did nothing. However, Li Xia's three years have been turned upside down.
"Liu Jinsuo, hurry up."
"Yes! Marshal!"
Liu Jinsuo responded, took out a loud arrow and lit it with a fire stick.
There was a loud "whoosh" sound.
Soon, rapid footsteps sounded from the east.
Dozens of Sichuan and Shu soldiers came straight out of Li Xia's house.
"Wow!"
Not far to the south is Wu Mountain. On the mountainside, in a mansion under construction, someone climbed up to the pavilion and praised it.
"Look! There are people fighting over there. It's so interesting."
"Scared away, are they the whole family?"
"Interesting, but I fought too fast and ran away... Is that person Li Xia? So arrogant and annoying."
"Hateful? Yes, really annoying. So smart and good-sighted."
"Uncle, let's go teach them a lesson. Since they are all wearing Cuju uniforms, let's have a fight with them! Let's set a bet. If we lose, we will apply white mud, and each person will receive twenty lashes."
"no……"
"Then I'll think of another bet."
"It's not that you can't play bets, it's just that you can't play Cuju. Let's go back after seeing the mansion."
"I haven't played Cuju for half a year! Humph. Is uncle afraid of losing? I heard that woman say that uncle really lost to him too many times."