"Xinxian, why do you have the entry and exit order from His Highness King Yong? Also, what happened to the package you hid in the quilt?"
In the house of He Xinxian, the son of He Mansion, He's father sternly questioned his son.
No more than He Xiangxu who loved his grandson, He's father, as the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, always strictly disciplined his son, just like a strict father.
Seeing He Xinxian kneeling on the ground without saying a word, he immediately angrily picked up the picture scroll inserted in the large porcelain vase next to him. Quan used the wooden scroll of the picture scroll as a stick to enforce family law and beat He Xinxian hard on the back.
Mrs. Zhang was shocked and pale at the sight. She hugged her son distressedly and begged, "Master, don't hit me... Xinxian, please tell your father what you said. Where did you get King Yong's token from?"
He Xinxian remained silent.
Seeing this, He Yu's face became even more angry. He pulled his wife Zhang away and said bitterly: "It seems that you won't talk until you fight?"
With that said, he was about to raise his hand and hit again. He Xiangxu, who was sitting on the chair next to him, sighed and said, "Don't hit."
Seeing that it was his father who was speaking, He Yu did not dare to disobey, and stood aside obediently, saying in a low voice: "Dad, it's okay for you to favor Xinxian on weekdays, but what happened today... that was King Yong's entry and exit order.
Is it easy to ask for it? Our Xinxian family has no contact with King Yong, how can we get this token?"
He Xiangxu rolled his eyelids with drooping eyes and interrupted: "So in your opinion, Xinxian was stolen?"
"Huh?" He Yu was stunned when he heard this.
After all, the access order is very important. How can it be stolen if you want to?
"Get out of the way, sit aside and don't say anything. I'm here to ask Xinxian." He Xiangxu waved his hand.
He Yu didn't dare to disobey, so he had to walk aside.
At this time, He Xiangxu looked at his grandson He Xinxian up and down, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is the eighth prince giving you the entry and exit order from King Yong?"
"..." He Xinxian raised his head subconsciously, his eyes full of surprise.
"Eighth prince?" He Yu was slightly stunned and asked in surprise: "Dad, how can he be the eighth prince?"
He Xiangxu glanced at his son and sighed: "You don't know what happens in the palace... The eighth prince Hongrun is by no means just a naughty prince as you and other court officials know. On the contrary, the eighth prince's mind
Extremely high, also knowledgeable and talented, only
It's just hidden... Now His Majesty's love for the Eighth Prince is no less than that of the Sixth Prince. Even King Yong is trying to win over His Highness, so the Eighth Prince wants to ask for a few coins from King Yong.
It’s easy to play cards. The problem is..."
Having said this, He Xiangxu turned his attention to his grandson He Xinxian and sighed: "The question is, what did the Eighth Prince give you this token for, Xinxian?"
He Xinxian lowered his head again and said nothing.
Seeing this, He Yu showed anger again on his face and scolded: "You treacherous son, why don't you follow the truth?"
"Didn't I tell you that I'm here to ask?" He Xiangxu glanced at his son reproachfully, and then asked He Xinxian nicely: "Xinxian, you have the entry and exit order from King Yong and your luggage ready, are you planning to leave the city?
"
"..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I know better... A few days ago, you unusually begged me to propose marriage to His Majesty on your behalf to marry Princess Yulong. In fact, you were using my words to test whether His Majesty was prepared to marry Princess Yulong.
The princess is marrying to the Kingdom of Chu, right?"
"..."
"You packed the package secretly and took King Yong's entry and exit order with you. Are you planning to abandon my He family and fly away with Princess Yulong?"
"..." He Xinxian remained silent, but his heart felt like a storm. After all, his grandfather He Xiangxu had definitely guessed it.
"What a scoundrel!" He Yu was trembling all over as he listened.
After all, he was the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of the etiquette of the Zongli Palace and other etiquette. He didn't expect that his son would want to do such a disgraceful thing.
He Xiangxu raised his hand to stop his angry son, and sighed and said to He Xinxian: "Xinxian, you are the eldest son of my He family, but what you have done is driving my He family to a dead end.
…”
Listening to his grandfather's sad tone, He Xinxian finally couldn't bear it anymore, knocked his forehead on the ground, and whispered: "The Eighth Prince has promised me that he will never cause anything to happen to my He family... I ask my grandfather to do it."
really……
He Xiangxu secretly sighed, shook his head and said, "Yes, you have a good idea. The Eighth Prince protects my He family, and with His Majesty's love for him, my He family will not suffer any harm.
But have you ever thought about it, not suffering a crime does not mean that His Majesty will be relieved... If you really do such a thing, Your Majesty will still reuse your father.
Huh? My contemporaries with my surnamed family, your cousins, their official careers, and their elders, anyone who is related to my surnamed family will probably be hated by Your Majesty. This is a disaster for the emperor.
My heart...have you ever thought about how my Hexing clan will be able to gain a foothold once the Eighth Prince is no longer in Daliang?"
"..." He Xinxian was speechless.
"Do you want to watch my family with the surname He and the foundation of our ancestors be destroyed?"
"My grandson... my grandson will never have that idea." He Xinxian was a little shaken, because He Xiangxu clearly pointed out that the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun alone could save the He family for a while, but not for a lifetime. After all, he was just a prince.
Not the emperor.
"In that case, why don't you tell the truth quickly, you traitor?" He Yu cursed bitterly from the side.
He Xinxian struggled for a long time, and finally told the story of his acquaintance with Princess Yulong, including the request to the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun to pass the letter, and the meeting at Shili Pavilion outside the city at midnight tonight.
"It's... it's unbelievable," He Yu cursed bitterly.
He Xiangxu pondered for a moment and advised: "Xinxian, after all, our friendship is only more than three months, and it is just a letter sent by flying letter. How can we compare it to Jin Jian? In my opinion, it is just the impulsiveness of you young people.
...As far as I know, there are many people in the capital who can rival Princess Yulong in talent and appearance. Why should I stick to her and spoil His Majesty's opinion of my He family? Or maybe you have taken a fancy to the title of princess?
"
"How could your grandfather say that?" He Xinxian replied angrily after hearing the last sentence.
"What's the point?" Seeing that his beloved grandson was almost jumping up and down at his words, He Xiangxu said with a smile: "Being able to get attached to the royal family is both a skill and an opportunity, but as far as Princess Yulong is concerned... I advise you to give up.
You may have this idea. According to my inference, Your Majesty is very prejudiced against Princess Yulong... You can marry any princess, but not Princess Yulong."
He Yu snorted coldly and interjected: "Dad, why are you talking to this traitor so much? Tomorrow I will go to the Hanlin Office to inform you and put this traitor under house arrest. I'll see where he can go...
If it doesn’t work, I’ll break his legs.”
Seeing the angry look on her husband's face, Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that she hugged her son and cried repeatedly: "Xinxian, if you come back to your father quickly, you won't ignore your family, right?"
Looking at the sighing expression on his grandfather He Xiangxu's face, at the angry look on his father He Yu's face, and at the anxious tears on his mother Zhang's face, He Xinxian gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
"Humph, you know how to look." Seeing this, He Yu was a little satisfied, and coldly snorted: "Just stay at home for the past few days, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." After saying that, he said to Mrs. Zhang: "You let me
My son asked me to choose one of the picture albums, and I went to the house to propose marriage... I got married recently and completely stopped thinking about this rebellious son."
"Is this... in such a hurry?" Mrs. Zhang showed hesitation on her face, but when she saw her husband's eyes widening, she quickly nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, He Yu helped his father He Xiangxu out of his son's bedroom.
The father and son walked to the courtyard, and He Xiangxu couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "It seems that I really have to beg my elders this time, and I have stepped down from the position of Zhongshu Ling."
"Dad, why is this?" He Yu asked in surprise.
He Xiangxu shook his head and had no explanation.
But he knew in his heart that although the He family might not change anything in the emperor's mind, they had already offended the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun.
At the same time, Zhao Hongrun rode the carriage of his second brother Yong Wang Hongyu and slowly arrived at Shili Pavilion in the southern suburb of Daliang.
As the name of Shili Pavilion suggests, sending relatives and friends for ten miles must be said goodbye eventually, and this pavilion is used to practice this for relatives and friends.
Because they were in a hurry when they left the palace, neither Zhao Hongrun, his imperial guards, nor Princess Yulong had had dinner yet.
Fortunately, Zhao Hongrun had prepared wine and food in the carriage in advance. He originally planned to carry out the meal for He Xinxian and Princess Yulong. Now that he was hungry, he simply took out the meat and wine he had prepared and ate while waiting.
As for the clan guards, Zhao Hongrun ordered them to search nearby. After all, this was an official road, and there were inns along the road that provided paid food, drinks, and accommodation to travelers.
Mu Qing and Zhu Gui drove a carriage to look for food. They came back not long after, bringing back several large plates of meat, several jars of wine, as well as some preserved fruits, fried beans and other dry goods to serve as appetizers.
It was getting later and later, and Princess Yulong, wearing the fleece and cloak Zhao Hongrun had prepared for her, was waiting for He Xinxian in the long night. However, He Xinxian did not come to the appointment for a long time.
Zhao Hongrun's complexion gradually became ugly. Although he and He Xinxian had agreed on Zi Shi, it stands to reason that He Xinxian should have ridden out of the city and rushed to Shiliting before Daliang closed the city gate.
But seeing Princess Yulong's expression gradually becoming helpless, he could only offer some kind words.
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, Zhao Hongrun did not see the figure of He Xinxian.
What is this?
Zhao Hongrun felt as if he wanted to crush the wine glass in his hand with hatred.
In his opinion, since you, He Xinxian, have made an agreement on this matter, you must fulfill it; if you cannot do it, simply don't make a promise.
In this case, Zhao Hongrun would naturally think of other ways.
But He Xinxian made a promise, but then broke the promise. In Zhao Hongrun's opinion, this was simply a joke.
"Sir, why don't you go to the carriage and rest for a while?"
Zhao Hongrun persuaded her kindly, because he felt that Princess Yulong seemed to have predicted something. She drank glass after glass of wine with a bleak smile on her face. She was not at all as happy as when she saw the piece of paper that He Xinxian made the promise in the palace.
Princess Yulong stubbornly shook her head.
"No, I'll just wait here... until midnight."
ps: Strange, there is no reason why this book is recommended by Sanjiang to be included in the list? This is the only one that is not included among the fifteen books? What is this? Is it contempt? Or is it included in the list for no reason? I can’t figure it out.