As soon as the emperor woke up, he heard a noise outside the Shangqing Courtyard.
"What's going on?" The emperor's voice was particularly bright, making the whole hall buzz with vibration.
"There are several clan princes who want to see the emperor, and several princes...are waiting outside."
Thinking it was Qin Yue from the Ministry of War again, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but he was unwilling to pay attention to either family or state affairs.
The emperor was about to instruct his chamberlain to drive people away.
There were shouts from outside, "Who do you think is a concubine? Who do you think is not of pure royal blood?"
There was only an ouch, and after a while Eunuch Han was helped through the door.
Seeing Eunuch Han's black eyes, Eunuch Huang couldn't help but said: "What's going on? Who dares to do something in the Shangqing Courtyard?"
"They are two county princes, one is the fourth son of Grandfather Cheng, the brother of Grandfather Cheng, who was promoted to Prince Shun when the emperor ascended the throne, and the other is the twelfth son of Grandfather Taizu, who now inherits Prince Duan
Two people had a fight because of their ancestral bloodline. Prince Xian and Prince Chun were unable to hold them back. The slaves also stepped forward to help, but I don’t know who got punched."
The bloodline of the clan, from Xingzu, Yuanzu, Taizu, Chengzu, Gaozong, Suzong, Emperor Xuan to the late emperor Chengdi, although some clan members have gone to accompany the capital, but those who stayed in the capital are still a mess.
The emperor usually didn't bother to figure out who was following whom, but now when Eunuch Han said it, he was immediately confused.
"What's the point of counting blood? Doesn't the Zongren Mansion always pay out money on time? The imperial court supports them, so what else do they have to cause trouble for?"
Is it because there is no money?
The emperor just thought of this. Eunuch Han looked at Eunuch Huang in embarrassment, as if he didn't dare to say something but wanted to report it.
The emperor saw Eunuch Han's expression in his eyes.
"Old dog, what are you hiding from me? Do you think I am a clay Buddha and don't know how to look at you? You dogs."
Eunuch Han immediately knelt down and said, "The emperor's servant dare not say it. After hearing those words... I dare not say it in front of the emperor..."
The emperor suddenly became angry and stood up from the lotus seat, "What are you talking about? Say it and see if there is anything I can't listen to."
Eunuch Huang looked at him with a look, but Eunuch Han pretended not to hear, "I heard from Prince Shun that the son of the Zhou family with the purest blood must be chosen to adopt the throne to the emperor."
The emperor immediately raised his eyes, with a strong murderous intent flashing across his face, "Who said I want to adopt a step-heir? Who said that?"
…
The second old man was lying on the bed listening to the noisy discussions outside the window.
"Where's the second uncle? Who said that the emperor would choose an heir from the clan to adopt?" The emperor is willing to do anything. In order to become an immortal, he didn't even change his reign title when he ascended the throne. He said that this way he could succeed him.
All the merits of the late emperor are inherited on him.
Now, when the Spring and Autumn Period was at its peak, how could he give birth to an heir if he stayed in the Shangqing Courtyard every day instead of going to the inner palace? After Empress Feng's scandal, the emperor might be really disheartened and wanted to adopt an heir.
Anyone in the clan camp who has a title of heir will fight for it. Now he is the emperor, and the emperor's heir will inherit the country of Great Zhou.
The second old man wanted to turn around and keep his sight out of sight, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps. Before he could turn around to look, his wrist was held by someone and he was dragged up from the bed. "Second brother, tell me,
What's going on? They just got it done without saying a word and left us alone."
The second old man looked ugly and wanted to take his hand away but refused to relax.
"Our old lady is sick." The servants were busy trying to persuade him.
"Sick?" Prince Cheng sneered, "My second uncle used this trick to fight for the ancestral property twenty years ago. If something happens, why don't you see the doctor from Baohetang?"
"Yes, second uncle, please don't say anything. This matter started with you, and now it has already gone to Shangqingyuan. Second uncle, do you still want to be quiet?"
The second old man's eyes widened and he deliberately showed a fierce look, "Who said that the child should be adopted to the emperor? Who said that?"
There was silence in the room and soon Prince Cheng said: "Second uncle, don't scare us now. We are not scared. We are not here to adopt a child. How could we kill our son? Now the third brother is saying crazy things.
There is no wall that is airtight, and I still want to hold it down, but I can’t hold it down anymore.”
The second old man looked at the eyes in the room. Those eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, as if they could tear him apart and swallow him at any time.
"Tell me what's going on."
When nothing happens, these people all treat him with respect. Whatever he says will shock the clan camp. He is an elder and everyone has to give him some respect. He has been involved in many cases of this family and that family. The second old man has already
He is used to being catered to by others, but today no matter what means he uses, he cannot suppress these people.
Prince Cheng pulled the second old man out. The second old man immediately wanted to get up but was caught by the quilt and fell off the bed.
The second old man fell to the ground with an "ouch" sound, and his butt suddenly hurt like it was cracking.
…
Princess Chunjun pulled Yang Mo to talk, "Now the roof of the second old man's house is about to be lifted off."
Yang Mo leaned on the soft couch and took some frosted persimmons for Princess Chunjun to eat.
Princess Chunjun looked outside and asked, "Can the third master's illness be cured?"
Mr. Zhou was frightened and told everyone he saw that he had been strangled by his family members. He made endless noises and made noise in Prince Xian's Mansion all night. It was only after Ding Er went to get an injection that he calmed down.
Princess Chunjun's eyes flickered, "The second old master is so cruel that he even wants to kill his own son. If the third master dies, can Brother Feng be legitimately adopted by the emperor?"
Yang Mo said with a smile: "Who can say these things accurately?" People's hearts are so weak that the second old master can't see anything except the throne. Something happened to Mr. Wednesday, and the second old master thought of such a stupid trick. Even if Mr. Wednesday dies,
Well, Brother Feng may not necessarily become the crown prince.
"The Tenth Master has made great achievements this time. I heard that the Ministry of War has submitted a memorial. The emperor will definitely reward him. I heard from the master that the clan has already started preparations and is waiting for the imperial court's decree."
Yang Mo nodded.
Princess Chunjun smiled and said, "So you have to be well prepared."
Speaking of preparations, Yang Mo raised her head and asked, "What should I prepare?"
"You, you don't care about these things," Princess Chunjun took Yang Mo's hand, "You have to prepare to be Princess Kang."
It turned out that she was preparing to be Princess Kang. She had known that Zhou Chengling would make meritorious deeds, and she was already ready to share the joys and sorrows with him, so no matter what it was, she was already ready.
When Zhou Chengling came back in the evening, Yang Mo ordered the small kitchen to prepare several exquisite dishes, and the couple sat together and had a good dinner.
Zhou Chengling ate extremely slowly. Whenever he saw Yang Mo eating a little faster, he would stop and look at Yang Mo. Yang Mo had to slow down.
This way of eating is a common problem among modern people.
After eating and washing up, Yang Mo and Zhou Chengling sat together. Zhou Chengling had some injuries on his forehead. I don't know how he hit it. Yang Mo applied some medicine on it and then put his hand on Zhou Chengling's face.
Her hands gently rubbed against his face, making him feel itchy. He reached out and held her in his arms. Yang Mo put her hands down and turned around, leaning against Zhou Chengling's arms.
"How are things going? Is it going smoothly?"
Zhou Chengling nodded, "I will definitely get my title back. Both the Imperial Household and the Ministry of War have already handed in the certificate. This is how it should be done as usual. Otherwise, the generals who have made meritorious services will not be able to explain. There are not many military generals in the Zhou Dynasty who can still fight. Does the emperor want to reward you?"
It's not up to him. If he doesn't give me a title, he will give me military power."
Zhou Chengling was full of confidence, and Yang Mo was happy to hear it.
"We will move in after Prince Kang's Mansion comes back."
She was moving so soon, and she had only lived in this yard for a short time. Yang Mo looked out the window and said, "So, I want to take a walk in the garden when I have time, otherwise I won't leave the garden when I move out."
Complete."
Zhou Chengling entangled Yang Mo's fingers and smelled the sweet fragrance in her collar, "I'll leave this yard to you. You can ask Zhu Shan and others to move in."
She was worried that there was no good place. Zhu Shan's place was too small and she couldn't do anything.
Yang Mo raised her head and looked at Zhou Chengling, "Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble? There are a lot of gossips outside, and there are many people in the clan camp who want to see your jokes. You are an idle clan member now, and you will be the prince when you get the title. I will show you outside.
The face is somewhat dull..."
As Yang Mo spoke, Zhou Chengling's chuckle came from behind.
"If I wanted to be a good wife and mother, I wouldn't have gone to all the trouble to marry you. There are many women who can stay at home peacefully, but you, Yang Molan, are the only one who can lead so many people through trouble."
"We'll free up the big house for you to work on."
It turned out that she was tossing.
"It's just to return my title of prince. The bigger things are yet to come. As long as I stand in front, no one will dare to speak against you." Zhou Chengling lowered his head in Yang Mo's ear, "It is like this now and it will be like this in the future, so you will always be like this."
There’s no need to be afraid.”
Zhou Chengling said as he reached out to untie Yang Mo's clothes.
Yang Mo looked at the hourglass and said, "It's still early. Someone might come in soon."
Zhou Chengling kept pointing his fingers, "I have already told them to go and rest."
How come she didn’t know at all when it was confessed?
He began to move his hands along her clothes. Her bones were still so small and she didn't look long at all. He turned her around with a little force.
Yang Mo felt her eyes flash and she turned over and leaned into Zhou Chengling's arms. How could she be so anxious? As soon as Yang Mo was about to speak, Zhou Chengling kissed her.
He immediately kissed her until she was out of breath and spinning.
While kissing, he pressed her to take off her pants, pressing the hard part of her body against her lower abdomen.
This was the first time since they got married that Zhou Chengling leaned over without even taking off his clothes. Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling with his eyes slightly closed. His long eyebrows were extraordinarily thick and black, as if they were covered with dew. She
I couldn't help but stretched out my hand and touched it. It was a little moist and a little hot.
Thinking of the doting in his eyes, the envy of others, and how much she cared about him, she felt lucky that she met him here and that she married him.
Yang Mo stretched out her arms to hug Zhou Chengling back and forth, whispering in his ear, "We want to be together forever."
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I officially started studying at Luyuan, hoping to learn more and write better stories.