As a result, "bad life style" is not a big deal at all. Even if Muchuan did that kind of thing, he would not lose his qualifications as a "Prince-in-law". Instead, he would lose his qualifications only if he did something like plotting to usurp the throne.
The key point is that these are all criminal offenses recorded in the laws of the Tang Dynasty. If you commit them, you will not only lose the qualification to become the Prince Consort, but you may even have your head chopped off!
"No, no, I definitely can't do those things!"
So Ouyang Bufan and Mo Zhu both looked helpless. If Muchuan couldn't do those things, he might have to accept the edict from His Majesty tomorrow.
For the next hour, Muchuan dragged Mo Zhu, and Ouyang Bufan continued to chat. They had to help find a solution, but no matter how they talked, the solutions they came up with were unreliable.
In the end, they couldn't resist their sleepiness, so the three of them had no choice but to disperse and go back to rest.
Time passed, the moon set and the sun rose, and the next morning came.
The sunlight shines through the paper window into the wing room, and everything in the room, including the official chair, the four-legged table, and the porcelain bottles on the coffee table, is clearly illuminated.
Muchuan was fast asleep on the bed, but at this moment there was a slight "push" from his arm, as if something was shaking him.
"Ah...what's going on?"
Muchuan opened his sleepy eyes and found someone in front of him.
He is a man wearing white bamboo clothes. He is 1.65 meters tall, has a fair face, delicate facial features, and a dashing and heroic appearance.
At this time, the man in white clothes was pushing Muchuan to get up.
Muchuan thought he was a eunuch in the palace, so he said impatiently: "What are you doing?
I'm not awake yet... go out and go out."
"stand up!"
The man in white clothes said with a heavy voice. His shout was like a temple bell ringing in his ears, causing Muchuan's soul to shake out.
At that moment, Muchuan got excited and jumped up from the bed, his eyes widened. After a long pause, he looked at the man in annoyance: "What do you want to do, little eunuch?"
Do you understand the rules? Don’t you know that I hate people disturbing your sleep?"
"Stop talking nonsense, are you Muchuan?
That Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance?
General of the Zhenjun Army?"
Hearing this question from the man in white clothes made Muchuan suspicious of the other person's identity. Is the person in front of him a eunuch from the palace?
No, no, definitely not!
The eunuchs in the palace are all observant, smart and sensible people. They all know officials of fifth rank and above, so it is absolutely impossible not to know Muchuan.
Besides, how can any eunuch dress as fresh and refined as a man in white plain clothes?
What's more, this man is very weird. He is thin and small, with a particularly handsome face. His hair is tied in a square scarf. He doesn't look like a normal man.
"Hey, who are you?"
"My lord...this young master is asking you something. You just need to answer! It's not your turn to ask me yet!"
The man in white clothes took a dagger from his inner sleeve and handed the dagger to Muchuan's neck without saying a word.
This frightened Muchuan so much that he broke into cold sweat. Isn't this man in white clothes too cruel?
Just go to the knife!
The blade of the dagger was cold and touched the skin. If it was one centimeter deeper, it would definitely cut through the aorta in Muchuan's neck. For a moment, Muchuan did not dare to act rashly, so he just apologized and laughed and said, "Young master... let's talk carefully if you have anything to say, shout.
It’s not good to yell at me!”
"Answer my question quickly!"
"Oh! Are you asking about my identity?
Yes, this officer is Muchuan, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance, who is both elegant and elegant! He also holds the military title of General of the Army."
When Muchuan said, he also added a special sentence, "I am a popular person in front of the emperor. The eldest son of the imperial court, Sun Wuji, Cheng Yaojin, Duan Zhixuan, etc. are all my good brothers... so if you have anything to say, little brother, please speak it carefully.
If you kill me, you will be in trouble."
Muchuan's original intention was to elevate his status to intimidate the other party, at least to let the man in plain clothes know that his status was not low.
Unexpectedly, the man in Bai Sufu became very angry after hearing Muchuan's "bragging": "It seems that the rumors are right. They say that Muchuan, the Minister of Revenue, has a high self-esteem, is proud of his talents, and never takes others seriously! Today!
Once I saw it, it certainly lived up to its reputation!”
"Haha...thank you."
As Muchuan spoke, he used his fingers to remove the opponent's dagger blade in an attempt to escape.
Unexpectedly, the man in white clothes was very alert. He shook his dagger and shouted: "Don't move! If you move again, I will be really rude to you!"
"Okay, I won't move, I won't move! It's just...little brother, what do you want?
It doesn’t look like you want to take my life.”
If the other party wanted to take his own life, he would have taken action long ago, and there was no need to nag Muchuan. It was precisely because he was not sure of the other party's purpose that Muchuan did not resist immediately.
The key is that the man in Bai Sufu did not explain his purpose. Instead, he asked inexplicably: "I will make the first couplet, and give me the second couplet!"
"ah?"
Muchuan was shocked, he actually wanted to make a couplet?
This made Muchuan even more confused.
"Okay, if the young master has the elegance to make a couplet with me, then let's do it... but can you let go of the knife first?
If you point a knife at me like this, I can't think of any good couplets."
The man in white clothes said suspiciously: "Let you go?
Don’t even think about it, what if I let you go and you run away?”
"How could I run away? This room is so small. Even if I wanted to run away, I wouldn't be able to go anywhere."
When Muchuan spoke, he showed a harmless look, claiming that he was a gentleman, upright and aboveboard, and would not break his promise. If he said he would not run away, he would not run away.
However, the man in white clothes still looked suspicious, it seemed that he didn't believe Muchuan.
In this case, Muchuan further added: "How about this, tie my legs so that I can't run away even if I want to!"
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Muchuan then dug out a piece of silk cloth in the side room, used the cloth strap as a rope and began to tie his feet.
During this period, the man in white clothes acted very cautiously. The dagger in his hand was always pointed at Muchuan's neck, and he never left his side.
After Muchuan tied his feet, he said cheerfully: "That's enough... I have already tied my feet. I wonder if the young master can put away the dagger?"
"No, tie your hands too!"
"Oh... Master, you are too worried. My feet are tied. There is no need to tie my hands, right?"
"hurry up!"
The man in white clothes said in a sonorous voice that Muchuan would be killed if he didn't follow what the other party said.
What a domineering person, okay, just tie him up! Muchuan began to tie his hands during the next half tea time. Since he only had two arms, the man would hold a knife in one hand and help with the other during the hand-tying process.
