In the starry night, the waning moon is hanging in the sky, frogs are chirping, and the cicadas are dying.
In the pragmatic bedroom, the insect repellent incense came out through the screen window, making the guards and servants downstairs feel sleepy.
Since the beginning of summer, Gao Pragmatic has been feeling some kind of discomfort, but he still couldn't remember why. It wasn't until he received Huang Zhiting's letter today that he suddenly realized that when he was in Guangxi and Annan, because he was in Luoyuzhai first
After drinking that magical insect-avoiding soup, I didn’t feel the pain of mosquito bites at all.
But although the insect-avoiding soup is magical, it has a time limit after all. Now that more than a year has passed, it should have already expired, so now there are incense, screens and other things in his bedroom according to ordinary people's standards. This is unexpectedly temporary.
It made him a little uncomfortable.
"It's a pity that the insect-avoiding soup seems to be a secret that is not passed down. Otherwise, we should really make a recipe to benefit the public - if it really can't be spread, it would be good to benefit me. I don't know if the Huang family's insect-avoiding soup can be spread.
Why don't you ask Zhiting to get one when you don't have time?"
Just as he was thinking about all this, Gao Mo suddenly came in from outside in a hurry. Gao Pingshi, who was standing by the window on the second floor, happened to see him and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Gao Mo is already a well-known person, and he also holds an important position in the Internal Affairs Office. Naturally, he will not always be with Gao Pragmatic like he did in the past. You must know that the power of the Internal Affairs Office is very powerful, not only Gao Pragmatic's "
The "Life Secretary" team and private intelligence agency are also the disciplinary department within the entire Jinghua Group. Unless there are very important occasions, such as today's pragmatic birthday, Gao Mo rarely shows up.
It was late at night, and Gao Mo came to see him in person. It was obviously something important. Gao Pragmatic couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Master..." Gao Mo's voice sounded.
"Come in." Gao pragmatically answered directly.
Gao Mo pushed the door open, but did not come forward. Instead, he bowed slightly from a distance and said, "Director Huang Factory left the city overnight and said he had something important to tell me."
Huang Mengyu?
Gao pragmatic couldn't help but be even more surprised, and said hurriedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Please come quickly... no, I will go and greet you."
The situation was a bit strange. Gao Pragmatic didn't have the time to bathe and change clothes, so he simply changed into a sapphire blue robe and left in a hurry.
When he arrived outside the courtyard, Gao Puzhi Ming's servant opened the middle door and welcomed him out in person. He saw Huang Mengyu, also wearing a Taoist robe, waiting outside the door.
"Hahaha, Lao Huang, you don't come to drink during the day, but you come here in the middle of the night. Is it because you are afraid that I won't be able to use good wine at the banquet, so you plan to come to eat at Xiao Zao?" Although there is something in his heart, he is very pragmatic.
He couldn't tell at all, and he could still joke with Huang Mengyu with a smile.
As he spoke, he observed Huang Mengyu's expression.
Huang Mengyu looked a little anxious, but he didn't look very nervous.
Gao Pragmatic quickly made a judgment: There was indeed an emergency, but it should not be political.
It’s easy to say if it’s not about politics. If you’re highly pragmatic, it’s probably because of political problems. Since it’s not politics, it must be related to money. Well… it’s easy to say.
However, Huang Mengyu just laughed and took the joke away, and then took advantage of Gao Pragmatic's opportunity to invite him in, and whispered as he walked: "Attendant, do you know about Princess Yongning's wedding tomorrow?"
Gao Wuzhen is now a scholar at the Hanlin Academy, but what Huang Mengyu said is not a scholar at the Hanlin Academy, but a "fake bachelor's degree" that Gao Wuzhen once did. Huang Mengyu obviously did not change his words on purpose, because it showed that they were friends.
deep.
Of course Gao Jingjing knew about Princess Yongning's wedding, but... she was getting married on her wedding day. Is this worthy of Huang Mengyu, the dignified admiral of the East Factory, personally coming out of the city overnight to see him? It's not like I didn't prepare the gifts that should be prepared.
Although he couldn't figure it out, Huang Mengyu's deep frown still made him dare not neglect him. He first invited Factory Supervisor Huang to sit down in his inner study, and then said: "Of course I know about the princess's wedding, but this matter
The matter has nothing to do with me..."
Huang Mengyu knew as soon as he heard that Gao Jingshi had misunderstood, because there was a little "past" between Princess Yongning and Gao Jingshi, but this "past" actually had little to do with Gao Jingshi himself. Huang Mengyu knew that Gao Jingshi was reminding him—
—Gao Shidu has no intention of getting involved in this matter.
But after hearing it, Huang Mengyu's face became more serious. He stared into Gao Pragmatic's eyes and said, "There is something wrong with Princess Yongning's marriage this time."
Gao pragmatic frowned slightly and asked, "Which aspect are you referring to?"
Who knew that this sentence was misunderstood by Huang Mengyu. He was slightly startled and asked: "The attendant has also learned the news?"
"I didn't get any news." Gao Pragmatic waved his hand: "I mean, if you are here to tell me why Yongning's wedding was arranged in such a hurry, more than two months earlier than last year's scheduled time? What if?
In this case, needless to say, I know that the Empress Dowager Cisheng is afraid that after I come back, Yongning will have... well, the nights will be long and the dreams will be many."
He sighed and said helplessly: "After I returned to Beijing, except for handing over the imperial envoy, I never lived in the city. Instead, I stayed in Jianxinzhai. A large part of the reason was because of this matter. I also
I want Princess Yongning to get married as soon as possible so that Empress Dowager Cisheng can stop worrying about impossible things."
Huang Mengyu was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands quickly and said: "No, no, that's not what our family is talking about."
"Oh?" Gao Pingshi frowned and said, "Is there any other inside story?"
Huang Mengyu sighed and said, "There is something wrong with the marriage itself."
"What problems can there be in the marriage itself?" Gao Pragmatic said unexpectedly: "Is it true that Princess Yongning refuses to consummate the marriage? Isn't it?" He thought in his mind that this princess looks delicate and weak, and it doesn't seem like she can stage a drama of resisting marriage.
Her temperament, and the last time I met her, she seemed to have accepted her fate.
After all, this is the Ming Dynasty, which is not suitable for some of the wonderful plots of Qiong Yao dramas. Besides, what can Princess Yongning do to resist the marriage? The princess of the Ming Dynasty wants power, not power, but status...it seems that status is all that matters——
Well, in fact, according to the rules, the status is quite high, but the key is that the princesses of the Ming Dynasty do not even have freedom of movement. They live in the palace before marriage and are not allowed to go out at will. Even if they have a princess mansion after marriage, they cannot actually live in it.
, still living in the palace - actually only the consort lives in the princess mansion.
If the consort wants to meet the princess, he needs the consent of the stewardess next to the princess, and then takes the princess to the princess's house. Even if he lives as a couple, he must follow this rule. This is why the stewardess next to the princess can control the consort and the princess couple.
Reasons for taking bribes.
"Resisting marriage? How is that possible!" Huang Mengyu immediately shook his head, but now he was convinced that Gao Pragmatic had no idea, so he hurriedly said: "The problem lies with the consort... The chosen consort is a tuberculosis man!
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"Ah?" Gao Pingshi was stunned when he heard this.
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