Chapter 232: The Emperor Urgently Calls Nalan Persuading His Daughter
Perhaps because they had traveled to so many different places, it was only a year apart, but when Rong Che and Yan Qingzheng went to Beijing to see their relatives and friends again, they felt like they had not been together for years, and their moods were different.
The flying carriage landed at the Ten Mile Pavilion outside the city as usual. Yan Qingzheng and Rong Che also went in to take a rest. Thinking back to those days and looking back at the present, they couldn't help but smile knowingly. Rong Che held Yan Qingzheng's slender waist and the two stood side by side.
Looking at the capital from the pavilion.
Rong Che said: "My father-in-law still seems to be interested in joining the court. What do you think?"
"Father's wishes are the most important." Yan Qing was saying this, but he couldn't help but sigh. Whether it was because of his grandfather's entrustment or the emperor's reliance, his father would probably be unable to leave the capital in recent years.
"Anyway, we can do everything on the schedule in the next few years."
"Um."
"Then let's go into the city."
"good."
The two returned to the carriage, and the flying carriage entered the capital with a rumble.
They were still being watched along the way, and they were used to it.
The two returned to Prince Xuan's Mansion first, and the people led by Butler Liu greeted them respectfully.
They were unwilling to let others control the flying carriage, so Rong Che stuck his head out and gave instructions, then controlled the carriage to fly directly from the gate into the courtyard and landed in the main courtyard.
"Qing'er, we're home." Rong Che extended his hand to the carriage and helped Yan Qing get out of the carriage.
Yan Qing got out of the car and looked around, and couldn't help but show a soft smile: "Although it's only been a year, it feels like I haven't been back for a long time."
"Then stay a few more days."
Butler Liu came with a group of stewards and his mother to say hello.
"Leave two people in the yard to serve. Butler Liu, you can make arrangements to keep things quiet," Yan Qing said righteously.
"Yes, Princess."
The two of them entered the main room hand in hand, and Butler Liu assigned two maids who were usually steady and talkative to stay and wait on them, while the others were taken away.
After washing up and changing clothes, the palace came to invite someone, saying that the emperor had summoned Prince Xuan.
Yan Qing shrugged: "It seems that the emperor wants to treat you to dinner."
Rong Che didn't want to enter the palace so early. He also wanted to have dinner with his wife.
Yan Qing was trying to persuade him with a smile: "Your Majesty must be impatient. Come into the palace quickly and bring the Bloodweeping Grass and other things to explain to him. Let's have dinner with him in the evening. I'll go back to the Grand Master's Mansion first. You can leave from the palace."
Come out and pick me up directly."
"Okay..." Rong Che had no choice but to agree, and went in again to change clothes before coming out, his face full of reluctance.
Yan Qing found it very funny, so she tidied up his belt diligently, and asked Butler Liu to get a container with specialties, and then brought them into the palace with Rong Che.
Rong Che felt better and took advantage of Butler Liu's turn to quickly peck Yan Qing's forehead before leaving with his lips pursed.
It turns out that Qingzheng also packed up and went to Yan Mansion.
The Yan family has not been divided. The courtyard of Grand Master Yan is still preserved, but the door plaque has been changed from Taishi's Mansion to Yan's Mansion.
Mrs. Yan taught her children well, and her four sons were very friendly, and the sisters-in-law were harmonious. Today, they still live in their own courtyards, and the eldest son, Yanyang, is still in charge of the house.
There was a lot of excitement when Yan Qingzheng returned to Yan's Mansion, but after all, the three-year period of filial piety had not passed, so he simply welcomed her. Yan Qingzheng also gave special products to each room, and ate Bloodweeping Grass together at night.
When Rong Che entered the palace, he handed over the specialty products to Hong Wen, and especially asked the Bloodweeping Grass to pay attention to the timing, and then went to the back hall.
The emperor has become much more stable over the years. After all, he is fifty years old and cannot run around the room when he is anxious. But he still walked around a few times, and he felt like he was looking at Rong Che.
Finally, he heard from Hong Wen that Prince Xuan was here, but he told Hong Wen again at the door. The Emperor felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, leaning over and stretching his neck to look at the door.
Hong Wen quickly handed over the things to the little eunuch on duty and sent them to the imperial dining room. After giving these instructions, he reached out and pushed open the door of the back hall and asked Rong Che to go in. But he knew that the emperor was already walking around the room with his hands behind his back.
Several times, I kept asking Prince Xuan why he hadn't arrived yet, so I tried my best not to waste time.
Rong Che raised his legs and stepped across the threshold of the apse, a trace of joking flashed through his lowered eyes. He tried to remain expressionless so that no one could guess that he was delaying time at the door on purpose.
In fact, sometimes it's funny to see the emperor's brother being anxious but having to put on airs and endure it.
Rong Che walked into the back hall and saw the emperor sitting behind the table, staring at him eagerly. Rong Che walked over calmly, lifted his robe, knelt down, and paid homage: "My dear brother, see the emperor."
The emperor jumped up and walked around the desk to help Rong Che up, saying: "This is not the previous court, why are you giving such a big ceremony!"
Rong Che stood up and quickly withdrew his hand.
The emperor curled his lips in an inconspicuous way and smiled again: "You came back today? You must be tired!"
Rong Che thought to himself, aren't you Men'erqing? Why didn't you hurriedly summon me into the palace when you knew I was tired?
He didn't answer, and the emperor didn't want to hear any answer. He walked to the side and sat down, letting Rong Che sit next to him. The maid served tea and left, and the emperor got straight to the point.
"How did you get into the palace, by carriage?" the emperor asked with bright eyes.
"My brother came in a carriage." Rong Che said with a straight face.
"Carriage? Is it your carriage that can move on its own?" the emperor asked with his eyes widened.
"No." Rong Che shook his head.
"Ah?" The emperor was obviously disappointed and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you take the self-guided carriage?"
Rong Che cursed endlessly, but still said respectfully: "The road is not far."
"That's it..." The emperor immediately said dejectedly: "I still want to see it, but you won't let me see it!"
here we go again!
Rong Che couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth...
"Your Majesty, if you want to see it, just give the order in advance."
"I want to see it!" The emperor immediately spoke energetically.
"Uh..." Rong Che was confused and said calmly: "Another day."
"Another day?" the emperor protracted, his disappointment obvious.
Rong Che hurriedly turned his head and coughed lightly, saying: "Qing'er is using it and has gone back to her parents' house."
As soon as the emperor heard that Yan Qing was returning to Yan's Mansion, his expression became serious, and he sighed and stopped being persistent.
"Yeah, I should go back and take a look." He sighed.
The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn for a moment, and Rong Che wanted to go directly to Yan Mansion to pay his respects to the Yue family instead of taking the opportunity to leave...
But the emperor suddenly said: "I have listened to your instructions Hong Wen. Come and have dinner with me later."
Then he turned around and told Hong Wen to invite the prince over.
During the dinner, the emperor and the prince frequently asked Rong Che about the people's livelihood and the customs in the border areas he had traveled to. Rong Che gave short answers and actually didn't even take a few bites of the meal.
The emperor saw it, so he suppressed the many questions and curiosity in his heart, and said to the prince: "Okay, it will be the same if I ask another time. Let your little uncle have a good meal."
The prince was about to ask something before he swallowed it back: "Yes, I am impatient."
I thought to myself that my father had been asking a lot of questions in the past half day, and when he had almost finished asking, he said that he still had a lot of questions to ask.
When the Blood Weeping Grass was served, the father and son were very curious. Rong Che told him about the scenery at that time and some of the characteristics of the Blood Weeping Grass. The eyes of the father and son were full of yearning.
After dinner, Rong Che yawned appropriately, and the emperor had no choice but to let him go.
After leaving the palace, Rong Che immediately went to Yan Mansion full of energy.
The prince asked softly from behind the emperor: "Father, why didn't you mention the flying carriage?"
The emperor was annoyed and said: "This...he has just come back, how can I have the nerve to mention it!"
The prince sighed and then said: "I will go to the little emperor's uncle's house tomorrow to visit..."
"Don't go!" The emperor said with a tigerish face, thinking that I have never seen it before, so why should you go and see it first.
The prince's eyes widened and he didn't know why, but he had to obey his father's instructions. The curiosity about the flying carriage made him feel itchy in his heart.
When Rong Che went to the Yan Mansion and drank tea with Yan Xi and others in the outer courtyard, Nalan Lianyue was also asking about the flying carriage.
"You are doing it for Rong Che!" Nalan Lianyue knew exactly what her daughter was thinking.
"Well, if I take him with me on the road to wield a sword, he will always be bored."
Nalan Lianyue nodded helplessly, this was the gap between cultivators choosing to marry mortals.
"By the way, how many years are left until the Tianyimen Secret Realm is opened?" Nalan Lianyue asked with concern, because it was said that there was something in the Tianyimen Secret Realm that could suppress the Slaughter Demon Lord, so Yan Qingzheng did not hesitate to fight with his master.
The sect became an enemy, and the secret realm that Tianyi sect was proud of was taken away, so that he was expelled from the sect.
"There are still more than five years." Yan Qing's eyes were firm. To this day, she still has never regretted any decision she made.
"Five years..." Nalan Lianyue thought about it, and said after careful consideration: "Since there are still five years left, and there is nothing dangerous, your father..."
Nalan Lianyue was in a dilemma. Yan Xi wanted to join the court as an official again. The emperor summoned Yan Xi again and again. This was Xiaozhi using reason to move his emotions. Yan Xi had already wavered. Nalan Lianyue knew that he
In fact, I still want to help the emperor, but Yan Qingzheng's matter is also very important, so I can't choose.
She and Yan Xi had always been in harmony with each other. She didn't want him to be in such a difficult situation, so she wanted to talk to her daughter first. As long as Yan Qing could understand Yan Xi's choice, Yan Xi would feel much better.
"Father wants to enter the court, so go ahead." Yan Qingzheng said calmly, "Rong Che and I have made a lot of plans this year. There has been nothing important in recent years. Let's prepare ourselves slowly.
That's fine, let father assist the emperor with peace of mind."
Nalan Lianyue was startled, then felt relieved and happy.
Both father and daughter take each other's wishes into consideration and respect each other, which is really good.
"Qing'er..." Nalan Lianyue took her daughter's hand and patted it gently, "Thank you for understanding your father."
Yan Qing pouted and said, "Mother and daughter really don't meet each other!"
Nalan Lianyue laughed heartily: "Okay! It's my mother's fault, don't say thank you anymore!"
"Um!"
"Okay, Rong Che is already here. You can go back with him."
"Then my daughter will come and talk to her mother another day." Yan Qing said as she stood up.
"Okay." Nalan Lianyue touched her daughter's face lovingly, remembered something, and said: "You don't want to mass-produce that flying carriage. If someone asks you to make it again, just say that the materials used for the construction have a key factor.
This species is extremely rare and there are no more in stock.”
Yan Qingzheng blinked and asked in confusion: "Why is this?"