Situ Kongkong's face suddenly became solemn, showing a bit of a godly attitude, and said: "My son-in-law, I am doing something big, and I am afraid that I will scare you, my father-in-law, if I tell you about it."
"Hmph! I have been an official for decades, and I still don't know how to write the word fear." Prime Minister Yan is old and has never seen anything. How can he be easily frightened?
"The real dragon has appeared." Situ Kongkong suddenly smiled mysteriously and blurted out.
Prime Minister Yan was immediately frightened to the point of shaking his body, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he murmured: "Is that the child?"
He suddenly realized, could it be that arrogant young man who was sent away on the first day?
"Well, I'll call him Xiaofeng."
The wind is invisible and survives catastrophes. The wind generates water, and when there is water, it moves into clouds. Dragons move among the clouds.
"Real name?"
"Long Zhongxiang."
Prime Minister Yan was really surprised: "He is Concubine Yi's son?"
"yes."
Concubine Yi was a beauty brought back from the folk by the emperor. She was graceful and charming. The emperor loved her so much that he named her his concubine.
"Didn't the Ninth Prince get carried away by a wolf?"
After all, that’s what everyone said at the time.
Situ Kongkong smiled and glanced at his father-in-law: "Father-in-law, do you believe this kind of nonsense? As long as it has something to do with the harem, it is never innocent."
"You mean... the queen's hand?"
Sure enough, the queen's virtuousness is just an act. Who can endure that her husband's heart is not in her, and she favors a charming child who is not as good as her?
"In order to establish a heir apparent, there is nothing that cannot be done in the harem. Especially at that time, Concubine Yi was favored, and there were rumors in the palace that the emperor planned to abolish the crown prince and establish a young prince instead."
When the queen heard this, she couldn't sit still and felt sick, so she took the initiative and eliminated the root cause without leaving any future troubles.
"So the ice palm hit by the prince is the revenge of Concubine Yi?"
The queen killed her son, and she in turn took the life of the queen's son.
"I haven't been in the court these years, so I'm not sure whether it was Concubine Yi who did it, but Concubine Yi came from Renyi Villa and has always been involved with people in the world. I remember that there was a young man named Xianqing who was Concubine Yi's sworn brother. It is this sinister palm technique that I practice."
Yifei is half a Jianghu person, so it is not difficult to find a few people who are willing to help her.
"It's almost him. Although you are always inconsistent, your inferences are never wrong."
Yan Cheng trusted but also distrusted this son-in-law. Although the son-in-law was quite reliable at critical moments, he just refused to follow the rules. He had his own opinions on everything, did not value fame and fortune, and was only greedy for temporary leisure.
That's why he taught his daughter to be as indulgent as he was, not to stick to trivial matters, and only liked the mountains and rivers, not the prosperity. He actually wanted to return the dowry that they had prepared for more than 20 years, saying that she had the hands and feet to make a living, and gave it to her mother. She can't accept the ones given to her, as she will be destined to die; she can't accept the ones given to her even more, because there are still several unmarried girls in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they are the serious masters.
But Jiang is old and spicy, and if she doesn't accept it, why can't the old man force her into it?
Prime Minister Yan simply transferred the shop, village, and land to her name in advance, and took the money in the box to earn interest, and then gave it to her when she got married.
As the saying goes, if the elders give you something, you can't refuse it. By then, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, and she can't refuse it.
Situ Kongkong smiled and rubbed his unbearded chin: "My father-in-law taught me a lesson."
"Don't be so smiling, let's get down to business! Are you sure it's him?"
Ignoring his father-in-law's stinky face, Situ Kongkong still smiled as usual and said slowly: "When I first picked him up, he was covered in wounds, dying, and his hands and feet were broken, but he was still alive and strong. At that time, Then I vaguely saw the shadow of a small dragon taking shape behind him."
"What about now?"
"After four years of rest and adjustment, Xiaolong has grown up a bit. Although he has not opened his eyes, he has become solid."
This statement undoubtedly means that this dragon is growing.
"You want to help him?" Prime Minister Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"uncertain."
It depends on his mood.
Prime Minister Yan glared angrily: "Then why did you tell me?"
"I sent him to the Yin and Yang Sect to practice martial arts for two years to give him the ability to protect himself. He has to make himself stronger." He will not keep watching over him.
"Why two years? What about two years later?"
"I will send him to the Prime Minister's Mansion, where he will be taught by his father-in-law himself."
He has already made a plan. After his daughter gets married, he will observe his son-in-law's character for a year. If he can feel at ease, he will return to Wuyou Valley and settle down next to his wife's tomb. From then on, he will always be with her, waiting for their meeting in the next life.
An appointment has been made.
"What can I teach him? How to be an official?"
"The Art of the Emperor."
Prime Minister Yan was really shocked and remained silent for a long time. It turned out to be him.
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"Grandpa...Grandpa, why are you ignoring me? I'll show you if Qingqing is going to cry." Situ Qingqing gently pushed her grandfather's hand. No one could get distracted while talking. It seems that her troublesome skills are still in use.
Less.
Prime Minister Yan looked at his granddaughter with a far-reaching gaze, with a hint of exploration. It was unbelievable that the little girl in front of him was destined to be a queen!
"I was thinking about what your father said. As people get older, their memory gets worse. Your father said that if he found Xiaofeng's relatives, he would take him back to recognize him."
"Really?"
However, she always felt that this was not the truth.
"Does grandpa seem to be a liar?" He picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl and drank the last sip of soup carefully, with no strange expression on his face.
Aren't you lying? Compared to the nonsense of the old man, my grandfather's ethics are slightly worse. With his position in the court, he shouldn't have to look at people's faces, so he pretends to be a bit far-fetched.
Situ Qingqing was very filial and did not expose him.
Then she said: "Yes, my grandfather is a good man, a very good man."
"Yeah! Be good, your father will be back in a while. He also said that he spent all his wealth to find a good match for you."
His son-in-law was quite wealthy and could rival the country. The Imperial Preceptor's Office was a gift from the Emperor and could not be transferred to others.
Situ Qingqing didn't look happy at all, but felt something was wrong.
"Why are you so anxious to get me married all of a sudden?"
One is sympathy, two is a coincidence, and three is an abnormality. Could it be related to the commotion on her back? She has often heard strange birdsong recently.
"You are fourteen years old, will be fifteen soon, and have reached the age to get married. Your grandmother and I are both old, and there is not much we can do for you. I only hope to see you come out of the cabinet in my lifetime.
I regretted not being able to marry your mother back then."
Speaking of his daughter, whom he never saw for the last time, Prime Minister Yan looked sentimental.
Seeing that her grandfather was sad, she stopped asking any more questions, but the doubts in her heart still lingered.
"Marrying a woman with a noble character can extend your life by ten years?!" When Long Zhongjue heard this, his cold eyes suddenly shone, as bright as pearls.
"Yes! Your Highness, according to my observation of the sky at night, I have deduced that the daughter of Phoenix Ming has returned to the palace. If you can drink her blood, the blood of the Phoenix God can nourish yin and yang, repair the injured internal organs, and the amount can be as low as ten
If you can bring a prosperous husband to the palace in the year, you can succeed in anything you do. If the phoenix enters the palace, it can bring order to chaos and guard the evil spirits in all directions."
"Did you mean that location?"
It was clearly in front of him, but there was only one step away. For him, it was extremely difficult to cross that step.
"Yes." Yu Daosheng said with a deep smile.
I saw that he was wearing the Qin Tian Supervisor's uniform, with cranes and flying clouds embroidered on his chest. The cloud-patterned embroidery threads concealed the miniature of ten thousand characters, and he looked like a master with an immortal air.
"Do I need to allow her to take the throne? After all, the current Crown Princess has done nothing wrong and has given birth to a son for me. If I abolish the concubine at will, I am afraid it will cause dissatisfaction with the Fuguo Palace."
The Fuguogongfu is the natal family of the Crown Princess and holds military power, which should not be underestimated.
"That's not necessary. This woman's phoenix has been forcibly removed, leaving her with only a phoenix life. Although she is a phoenix, she has lost her life as a queen. The position of noble concubine is expected to be a high position. If the phoenix were not a divine bird, there would be no need to give generous gifts.
Ze, being the emperor's concubine is a favor."
Long Zhongjue's eyes flashed: "Did the Imperial Master do it?"
"Who else has the ability to do it besides him? Senior brother is known as a contemporary genius. Even the master treats him differently. No one has a higher status than him." Yu Daosheng is still unwilling to accept it. He and his senior brother are the same.
Coming from the same school, how come the senior brother is a god in the world and easily attracts people's attention.
"Haha... Your abilities are not bad, so why should you belittle yourself? If the Imperial Master can do it, you may not be incapable of it. What you lack is luck." What Long Zhongjue thought was that if the Imperial Master could be used by him, he would be even more powerful than a tiger. Unfortunately,
The whereabouts of the Imperial Master remain a mystery.
"Your Highness is exaggerating. Your Majesty is far inferior to my senior brother. He found the Phoenix woman more than ten years ago, while your Majesty only got a glimpse of the secret in recent years. There is a huge difference between him and me."
Yu Daosheng's words seemed to be self-deprecating, but in fact they were hinting to the prince that the imperial master was a cold-hearted person. He knew clearly that Feng Ming's daughter was born but did not tell him about it, and secretly ruined the prince's path to the great treasure. This was not a clear and heartless person.
Is the prince right? What's more, he also took away the queen's life from the daughter of Phoenix Life, which deprived the prince of another help.
The National Preceptor may not help, but he cannot hinder.
Long Zhongjue's face condensed. The National Master's words "He is not the incarnation of a real dragon" have made him still worried. He has always wanted to overturn the National Master's assertion and declare to the world that he is the Golden Dragon.
He is the true son of destiny!
Now such thoughts were burning him like a raging fire.