Without further ado, Zhao Hongrun immediately led the imperial guards out of the palace and went straight to the Hanlin Office.∷
After all, at this hour, He Xinxian, the scribe, should be copying books in the library of the Hanlin Department.
As expected, Zhao Hongrun saw the third placer in the new subject examination in the library of the Hanlin Department. Who would have thought that this third place in the new subject examination, the legitimate son of the dignified He family, would be willing to be regarded as one of the hundreds of scholars in the history of writing.
One.
"He Shu Lingshi, someone is looking for it."
As soon as the announcement was announced, all the scribes named He in the library raised their heads and looked at the door of the library.
At a rough count, there were four or five people.
Seeing this, the official who communicated the message shouted again: "It's He Tanhua from Xinke."
Looking for me?
He Xinxian muttered, put down his copying duties, stood up and walked towards the door of the library. He immediately saw Zhao Hongrun and his clan guards standing under the tree in the yard, looking sideways.
His Highness the Eighth Prince?
He Xinxian couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw this. After all, it stands to reason that Zhao Hongrun was delivering the letter to him and Princess Yulong, so it would not be sent to the Hanlin Office. Moreover, there was no need to mobilize such a large number of troops.
"I wonder what the Eighth Prince has to do to find his subordinates?" Because he was in the Hanlin Office, and He Xinxian was here to write history books, so he addressed himself with the modest title of officialdom.
Zhao Hongrun did not speak immediately, but took He Xinxian by the shoulders and took him to a remote corner. Then he took out the letter conveying the important message from his arms and handed it to He Xinxian.
He Xinxian had a puzzled look on his face, so he took the letter and opened it and took a look. As a result, his face changed drastically when he saw it.
"How...this...how could this happen?"
"Calm down...what do you think about this matter?"
After Zhao Hongrun's reminder, He Xinxian finally calmed down, frowned and thought: "I haven't heard the news here... Logically speaking, for such a major event as a marriage, there should be no news from the DPRK...
Could it be that someone is joking with His Highness?" He asked suspiciously.
"Who would make such a joke with me and hold on after eating?" Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes angrily.
"This..." He Xinxian thought for a while and said hesitantly: "How about I go home tonight and ask my father and ancestors?"
Zhao Hongrun knew that He Xinxian's father, He Yu, was the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, and his grandfather, He Xiangxu, was the secretary of the Chui Gong Palace. Cheng could be said to be an important minister in the court, but even so, Zhao Hongrun still did not hold out hope that they would know about this matter.
After all, in his opinion, if his father Emperor Wei really had this intention and deliberately blocked the news, even He Xiangxu would have difficulty knowing about it.
"No, I have a better way." After rejecting He Xinxian's plan, He Xinxian lowered his voice and said: "When you return home today, you must persuade Mr. He, your ancestor, to ask Mr. He to propose marriage to my father on your behalf tomorrow. If
If my father is willing to marry Princess Yulong to you, then this matter will be nothing, but if my father refuses...then you and I will discuss it in the long run."
He Xinxian nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but when he thought about proposing marriage, he felt a little embarrassed: "Princess Yulong has not yet left the palace and has hairpin, so..."
"Stupid!" Zhao Hongrun said angrily: "Can't you get engaged first?"
"This... okay, I will go back to my house today to talk to my ancestors about this..."
Hearing his unambitious words, Zhao Hongrun frowned immediately and corrected him dissatisfiedly: "Show up some morale!...Why talk about this? You must convince Mr. He! You are so weak, how can I trust Sister Huang?"
Entrusted to you?"
Inspired by Zhao Hongrun's words, He Xinxian's face turned red and he nodded vigorously.
In the evening of that day, He Xinxian returned home from the Imperial Academy and heard that his grandfather He Xiangxu had also returned to his residence, so he went straight to his grandfather's study.
He Xiangxu always loved his grandson He Xinxian. When he saw him pushing the door open, he smiled and said hello: "It's Xinxian."
"Grandpa." He Xinxian bowed his hands.
He Xiangxu saw that his grandson seemed to want to talk to him about something, so he put down the pen in his hand and joked with a smile: "Is it possible that you can't stand it anymore in the Imperial Academy? Let's make it clear first, I won't help you with this matter."
He Xinxian smiled reluctantly when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Grandpa, I misunderstood. It's good for my grandson to work as a scholar in the Imperial Academy. I have no complaints. I just want to ask my grandfather for another thing today."
"Oh? Tell me."
Seeing this, He Xinxian took courage, knelt in front of He Xiangxu's desk, and begged: "My grandson, please ask your grandfather to propose marriage to Your Majesty on your behalf and marry Princess Yulong."
"..." He Xiangxu suddenly heard this sentence and was stunned.
After a while, he came back to his senses and asked in shock and doubt: "You...Xinxian, what did you just say?"
"My grandson begs your grandfather to propose marriage to Your Majesty on your behalf and marry Princess Yulong." He Xinxian mustered up the courage to repeat it again.
He Xiangxu was angry and funny when he heard this. He stood up and walked over, stretched out his hand to help his beloved grandson up, and asked hesitantly: "Xinxian, you and Princess Yulong..."
So He Xinxian told He Xiangxu everything about how he met Princess Yulong at the Yafeng Poetry Fair a few months ago, and how the two exchanged letters continuously during that period.
"Are you saying that the Eighth Prince is secretly helping you and delivering letters to you and others?" He Xiangxu stroked his beard and pondered for a moment. In his opinion, the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun should also recognize his grandson, otherwise it would be impossible to replace him.
His grandson delivered the letter.
The problem is that the person his grandson wants to marry is a princess, which is a bit troublesome.
Princess Yulong?... By the way, Princess Yulong should be the daughter of the deceased Xiao Shuai, right?
He Xiangxu recalled, his already gray eyebrows gradually wrinkled: "Xinxian, if it were any other princess, based on my current status in the He family, she would be able to climb high, but Princess Yulong... is a bit troublesome."
He Xinxian was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion: "Grandpa, how is Princess Yulong different from the other princesses?... Could it be that Your Majesty favors Princess Yulong?"
"On the contrary, Princess Yulong is not favored."
"this……"
Seeing his grandson's expression of confusion, He Xiangxu stroked his beard and explained: "This is related to a matter that happened more than ten years ago... Xiao Shu'ai is the daughter of Xiao Boyuan, the general who guards Nanyan on the border. She is the daughter of a general... Your Majesty.
Before he ascended the throne, Xiao Boyuan strongly supported His Majesty and even betrothed his daughter to His Majesty..."
"Xiao Boyuan?" He Xinxian was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Grandpa, did you remember wrongly? The guard general of Nanyan is General Wei Mu."
"I was the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, how could I remember it wrong?" He Xiangxu shook his head and continued: "I remember very clearly that Wei Mu was the first place in the Daliang martial arts test in the second year of Hongde's reign after His Majesty ascended the throne. The imperial court appointed him as the official at that time.
Nanyan guard Xiao Boyuan
The deputy general... After Wei Mu arrived at Nanyan, he did not expect to find out a few months later that Xiao Bo was not only supporting his troops, but also repeatedly taking advantage of the soldiers' empty pay and lining his own pocket. He pocketed most of the military pay allocated by the Ministry of Revenue, causing Nanyan to suffer.
Soldier riots occurred several times.
Yes, Wei Mu then secretly sent a secret message to Daliang to impeach Xiao Boyuan... His Majesty was furious and ordered Xiao Boyuan to go to Daliang immediately to review the matter. Unexpectedly, Xiao Boyuan refused to hand over military power and actually incited the soldiers of Nanyan to rebel.
The Nanyan army was mentally unstable and it was difficult to
He went to Beijing, and later it was rumored that he had secret connections with North Korea, or had the intention to defect to North Korea... His Majesty was furious, so he sent troops to attack him. With the secret assistance of Wei Mu, Xiao Boyuan was finally captured and escorted to Daliang, and the rest of the rebel soldiers also
Behead them all."
"The Xiao family rebelled?" He Xinxian was surprised.
He Xiangxu glanced at his beloved grandson, shook his head and sighed: "This matter was quite a big deal at first... Huh! Xiao Boyuan has always been arrogant. With his great efforts in helping His Majesty ascend the throne, he supported his troops in Nanyan, and he seemed to be the leader of the country.
It’s not surprising that the country of China will end up like this.”
"Then Princess Yulong's mother-in-law..."
He Xiangxu sighed slightly, shook his head and said: "According to what I heard, Xiao Shu'ai once begged your Majesty before Xiao Boyuan was executed... However, raising an army to rebel is an unpardonable crime, and even if His Majesty always loves Xiao Shu'ai, he cannot agree.
Unexpectedly... Xiao Shuai actually committed suicide in Youzhi Palace a few days after her father was executed, regardless of the love between husband and wife and Princess Yulong who was only about three years old..."
"She... committed suicide? Didn't Xiao Shuai die of illness?" He Xinxian asked in shock.
He Xiangxu glanced at his grandson with a funny look, and whispered: "I begged for mercy for a traitor, but when my plea failed and I ignored my husband and daughter, I committed suicide. Do you think such a scandal will be allowed to be publicized in the palace?... By the way.
, you must not reveal this matter casually, His Majesty hates this matter very much!"
"My grandson understands." He Xinxian nodded quickly: "Then Princess Yulong..."
He Xiangxu frowned when he heard this and said: "I have said so much, don't you understand? Princess Yulong is the daughter of Xiao Shu'ai, and in the eyes of your majesty, Xiao Shu'ai is a woman who does not care about importance and does not know favor. She is in vain to care for your majesty.
Dote on her like that... In my opinion, with your talent and the status of my He family, why should you worry about not being able to find a suitable woman? Just don't have anything to do with Princess Yulong."
Seeing that He Xiangxu obviously did not intend to help, He Xinxian was anxious and quickly knelt down and begged: "My grandson will not marry anyone other than Princess Yulong. I beg my grandfather to grant my permission."
"This..." He Xiangxu was in trouble. He always loved his grandson and persuaded him nicely: "Even so, you don't have to rush for a while, right? After all, you are marrying a princess, and this matter needs to be considered in the long run..."
He Xinxian had already received the news from Zhao Hongrun, so he would not listen to He Xiangxu's long-term plan and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Seeing that his grandson was so anxious, He Xiangxu became a little suspicious and asked: "Xinxian, as far as I know, Princess Yulong has not yet left the palace and has a hairpin. Why are you so anxious?"
Obviously He Xinxian is also a person with quick thinking. After a moment of thought, he came up with the corresponding words and lied: "My grandfather doesn't know that after the Yafeng Poetry Meeting that day, He Song also had an admiration for Princess Yulong. My grandson was afraid that
This brings about long nights and many dreams.”
"He Song? The official minister, He Meihe, is Lord He's grandson?" He Xiangxu muttered and nodded in relief. After all, in his opinion, the He family's status in the court was enough for the princess to marry.
"Please, Grandpa, please do it."
"This..." He Xiangxu really had no choice but to say: "That's all, I will test out His Majesty's tone in the Chui Gong Hall tomorrow. If Your Majesty has forgiven what happened in the past, I will make the decision to propose the marriage on your behalf. How about that?"
"Thank you, Grandpa!" He Xinxian kowtowed respectfully and stood up with a smile on his face.