"The patron king of Weiyuan Town is getting married!"
A piece of gossip, from a certain corner of Datong Fucheng, spread throughout the city like a whirlwind in a short period of time.
"Which girl did you marry?"
"Second Miss Ma Mansion!"
"What! That White Tiger Star?" A third aunt first gave the woman a definition, and then she was shocked, "Don't talk nonsense, how can I have a backing king in Weiyuan Town? Be careful if you violate the king's law, you will be punished
Go bankrupt."
The sixth wife who was chatting with her smiled mysteriously: "This prince is very capable. He bought the Confucian Temple in Dongcheng and built a magnificent palace. Miss Ma Er is the princess!"
"Confucian Temple?" Sangu asked again in surprise, "That is a treasure land with every inch of land. It is surrounded by wealthy families, a place that even the richest people cannot buy! What is the background of this prince?"
The sixth wife immediately shut up and walked away. The key to a family's shortcomings is to kill each other's appetite. If you see a middle-aged woman beating her chest on the street, it is definitely not that she lost her money, but the gossip she just heard.
He’s actually a eunuch!
"What a mess." This news also reached Zhu Shou's ears. "When did I buy a house in the Confucian Temple?"
Zhang Yong and Chen Jing looked at each other, but neither of them answered.
Wang Shouren, who was promoted by Zhu Shou to the position of right commissioner of Youchunfang in Zhanshi Mansion, was watching the memorial sent from the capital without saying anything. Zhu Shou thought this middle-aged man was very interesting. He could flatter people and was knowledgeable.
He is also incredibly knowledgeable. He knows everything from astronomy and geography to food, drink and entertainment. He is even more like Tinker Bell than Mr. Liu.
The emperors and saints who did not have much intersection in official history came together in a very affectionate way in the post-travel history.
To Saint Wang, You Zanshan of Youchunfang in Zhan Shifu was a very small sixth-rank official, one level lower than the head of the Ministry of War before he fled to Guizhou in embarrassment under the pursuit of Liu Jin. However,
This official position was the most valuable one in the Ming Dynasty, because among all the people who had held this official position in the past, eight out of ten became cabinet ministers, and the remaining two were accidentally killed in bloody political battles.
Horse's bad luck.
Praising good deeds from the left and from the right was the only way for Mr. Ge in the Ming Dynasty.
These three people didn't talk about it because they all knew the secret. But Su Jin didn't care so much. He was an ally with Sister Li Feng and Concubine Li Ning. Ma Qinglian, a woman who had just appeared, naturally became his potential political enemy.
"Your Majesty," Su Zhangyin said directly, "this matter was done by Ma Ang and Wang Xun. Wang Xun and the Ma family are close friends."
After listening to his words, Chen Jing's eyes showed a hint of worry, not for Ma and Wang, but for Su Jin himself.
The three little tigers have been good friends since childhood. Wang Weiyuan was building ships in Nanjing. They were the only two people who helped each other around the emperor. Although the two had different political opinions and occasionally had conflicts, compared to the old eight tigers,
It is said that Su Jin is a trustworthy political ally.
Su Jin was a fan of the authorities and did not see clearly Zhu Shou's mentality. If he had not followed Zhu Shou since he was a child, he would have been severely punished by the emperor.
Sure enough, Zhu Shou glared at Su Jin and decreed: "I have an audience with King Xuan Dai."
In the side hall of the temporary palace, the acting king Zhu Junzhang was carefully hanging by half of his buttocks, sitting on a brocade stool, sweating profusely, looking at the emperor opposite.
"How is King Dai's health?" Zhu Shou asked politely.
Zhu Junzhang's legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground from the brocade stool, knocked his head to the ground, and shouted: "I am guilty!"
Zhu Shou smiled and said, "What crime do you have?"
Zhu Junzhang raised his head, stayed for a moment, and then said: "Forcibly occupy people's fields...capture people's wives and daughters..."...
The words of Dai Wang are a typical example of avoiding the important and taking the easy. To the common people, these are serious crimes, but to the vassal king, they are not crimes at all. The vassal king of the Ming Dynasty actually had only one crime that would kill him, and that was
rebellion.
Zhu Laosi not only deprived the princes of their military command rights, but also deprived or reduced their rights of protection. He raised all the vassal princes like pigs. If they were not careful, he would strictly warn those who were disobedient.
He immediately deposed the prince and imprisoned him in the royal prison in Fengyang.
Zhu Junzhang's ancestor, the first generation king Zhu Gui, was punished several times by Emperor Jianwen and Zhu Laosi. Finally, his three guards were dismissed and his official family was reduced. Zhu Junzhang's father was also deposed as a commoner.
People. With these examples in mind, the young Uncle Zhu was naturally frightened when he looked at the younger emperor's nephew.
"It's just a trivial matter," Zhu Shou laughed loudly, pointed at the king, and said, "In terms of seniority, you are my uncle."
King Dai quickly kowtowed three times: "The guilty minister dare not."
Zhu Shou frowned: "Okay, get up and talk to me."
King Dai quickly got up and stood in front of Zhu Shou.
"Sit down." Zhu Shou's voice was not loud, but he did not allow the king to disobey.
King Dai quickly put half of his buttocks on the brocade stool and looked at the emperor with pitiful eyes.
Zhu Shou originally learned several Sanshou moves to deal with the princes from his mother, Queen Mother Zhang, but seeing the poor prince acting like a little daughter-in-law, he didn't bother to train him any more and said directly: "I'm here to find you.
I want you to go to Ma Mansion to propose marriage."
"Proposing a marriage?" Uncle Dai Wang was sweating profusely. He did not dare to say that this was not in line with royal etiquette, so he had to change his explanation, "I am so bold, may I ask whose family you are proposing for?"
Who else in Datong Fucheng doesn't know that the patron king of Weiyuan Town wants to marry the second lady of the Ma family?
Before being summoned by Zhu Shou, Uncle Daiwang was still in his palace, secretly laughing at the emperor's ridiculous behavior: How could anyone give himself a salary?
Zhu Shou saw that this old boy dared to be so arrogant, and he snorted from his nose: "Replace me!"
Seeing how shameless the emperor was, the king had no choice but to pinch his nose, bow his head and say: "I accept the decree."
It was very cold in Datong Prefecture in February. The north wind carrying snow was like a knife cutting into his face. Ma Ang was wrapped in a thick fox fur coat and wearing a tiger skin hat customized by Jubaozhai in the city.
Happy, standing in front of his house. Next to him is Wang Xun, who is equally festive.
The one who made these two young masters open the door of the mansion and stand in the cold wind to greet them was of course the Prince Dai who came to propose marriage.
"Your Majesty," Ma Ang saw the palace guard of honor and greeted them from a distance. He called a concubine to put the footrest on the bridge for the king, and laughed, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are becoming more and more heroic with age."
Seeing the two young men, Prince Dai also had a smile on his face. He stepped on Ma Ang's concubine and got out of the sedan chair. He held Young Ma's hand affectionately, walked a few steps, and then took Wang Xun's hand.
Then he said with a smile: "Two worthy brothers, last time we said goodbye at Cuihong Mansion, I missed you day and night. Now that we have met, we have to do business first. You and I, brothers, must have a good drink."
Wang Xun also smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a destiny, and my two brothers will naturally sacrifice their lives to accompany you. We will not return until we are drunk."
After hearing this, King Dai frowned, straightened his face, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, what you said is wrong! You and I are worthy of brothers. If you are so polite again, then I will turn around and leave, and will never come back again."
Half a step away from your mansion!"
From being alone to me, the twenty-eight-year-old Dai Wangye skillfully positioned himself in front of these two guys who were not worthy of carrying his shoes in the past.
Ma Ang quickly tried to smooth things over: "We are brothers when we enter the house, but outside the house, there are differences of honor and inferiority. The acting prince cannot put us on the fire to roast us."….
King Dai then smiled and said: "Brother Ma is really generous!"
The three of them entered the main hall of Ma Mansion and listened to the King Dai's explanation of the purpose of their visit. A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on Ma Ang's face: The princess of Weiyuan Town? Not an imperial concubine, a noble concubine, not even a lady, just a princess.
, it’s useless, just look at the fat pig-like king opposite.
A big man cannot be without power for a day, and a young husband cannot be without money for a day. Ma Ang is already rich, and for him, power is the most important thing.
With power, you can have everything!
Wang Xun pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, I will accept this marriage on behalf of Ma Mansion."
The situation was pressing, and Ma Ang had no choice but to accept the letter of appointment and acceptance from the acting king.
During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the ancient Three Books and Six Rituals had been very simplified. However, for the marriage between Zhu and Ma, and with the king acting as envoy, the ceremony was still very complete.
The letter of appointment, the letter of etiquette, and the letter of welcome are all complete; the six etiquettes of accepting the offer, asking for the name, accepting the acknowledgment, accepting the invitation, asking for an appointment, and personally welcoming the person are all prepared.
After Zhu Shou traveled through time, he had never experienced an ancient wedding ceremony. The memory of the emperor's wedding left by Zhu Houzhao was very vague. He only remembered that it took several days. The emperor's wedding with tens of thousands of people was held by one generation after another.
This big event is naturally completely different from Zhu Shou's current childish wedding ceremony.
Looking at the hesitant expressions of the eunuch bosses, Zhu Shou also understood that his nonsense was only effective in Datong Mansion. When he returned to the capital, everything would have to return to its original state. What was waiting for Ma Qinglian might be a miscellaneous name.
Regarding the concubine's title, after all, Queen Mother Zhang was a very serious mother and could tolerate her son's nonsense, but she did not have to tolerate the consequences of his son's nonsense.
This wedding was a joke to others, but to Zhu Shou, it was a baptism.
The longing and pain caused by time travel have been suppressed in his heart for two years. The life of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, although full of dangers and sometimes so depressing that he wanted to hit the wall, was colorful. In just two years,
It felt like he had experienced a whole life.
The modern plot that he deliberately suppressed in his heart, as well as the romance and wildness of Zhu Houzhao himself, were all impacting his rationality.
Although he is a good-for-nothing otaku, he is not a fool. Facing the ancient political geniuses whose IQs are beyond ordinary people, he can only hide his modern consciousness.
YY novels that treat the ancients as fools can only be nonsense. Whether it is Boss Liu, Admiral Zhang, or even Master Yang, who is indistinguishable from friend to foe, each of these ancient geniuses around him has something.
The ability to play with him in the palm of your hand.
The only thing they feared and feared was his identity: Emperor!
Zhu Shou understood that if he were not the emperor, he would have been crippled by these ancients. He came through time and space, but he only had five hundred years of experience. If he only talked about power and intelligence, the ancient sages two thousand years ago were no better than those of later generations.
It's not much different from those political geniuses, it's even slightly better.
Since the emergence of human civilization, the only thing that has not evolved is the human heart.
In order to put his own mark on this empire, Zhu Shou understood that in addition to continuing to hide his true thoughts, the more important thing was not to get lost in the ancient society of the Ming Dynasty.
This ridiculous prince and this ridiculous wedding are Zhu Shou's explanation of his past history.
I came to this world, but I do not belong to this world.
The sharp edges and corners deep inside the otaku's heart begin to reveal their prowess.