Wen Yao suddenly asked Yuan Rui, and Yuan Rui naturally praised him without hesitation: "Of course he is very good, smart and studious, sensible, filial, humble and polite. Who doesn't praise your grandson full of praise?"
Even the second brother Wen Zhao is very partial to the grandson and always praises him full of praise. Now many great scholars are staying away from the East Palace, fearing that one day the prince will be deposed and the new prince will be angry, and they will not have a good life.
Only Wen Zhao spared no effort to help Yuan Boxi, constantly persuading him and encouraging him, so the child was not so gloomy and depressed.
Wen Yao looked around and saw that no one was passing by. They were all helping in the main hall and whispered: "You said that the grandson will directly become the prince, what do you think?"
Yuan Rui held Wen Yao's hand and unconsciously tightened it, his pupils narrowed, "Yao Yao, you..."
Wen Yao acted nonchalantly, as if saying that the weather today is very good, and said: "I used to do business, and I would choose the best-selling goods, but there were too many people competing for them, and I had no hope of getting them, so I would find another shortcut.
, unpopular goods are not necessarily difficult to sell, it depends on whether the seller is high enough.
King Cheng is soft-boned and has the air of a scholar. One cannot but say that he is bad, but he is by no means a qualified king.
Forget about King Xuan. If he didn't kill him with his own hands, it was because of the difference between the emperor and his ministers. It depends on the emperor's face.
If you can't choose a few princes, why not choose the emperor's grandson? Anyway, the grandson is the legitimate son and grandson, and with the queen here, I think it's a good idea to take advantage of the fact that the emperor can survive for another two years."
Two years later, the great-grandson will be fourteen or fifteen years old, and children from ordinary families will have to start a family, so it's time to get married.
Yuan Rui's heart was pounding. He was frightened by her idea, but he felt that it made sense. The prince was not good, but his son was good. They were both direct bloodlines. With the help of the queen, plus Yi Zaifu and other old ministers, it was enough.
The grandson can grow into an excellent king.
Moreover, the grandson is young, easier to teach, and very obedient, but King Cheng is not so good. He has his own three views, and sometimes he is extremely conceited. It will be very tiring for anyone to help such a person.
For example, Bai Jinyu really wants to give up his career now.
Some people, if you don't really do things together, you will never know their true nature.
Yuan Rui sighed: "Yaoyao, if your words are heard by those old ministers, they should say that the merchants deserve to die. This is the throne, and you say it is like a commodity."
Wen Yao was smiling all over her face, and she felt good about it. One reason was also for her younger brother. It was better to burn a cold stove now than to hold a hot pot.
Wen Zhao is still young and can grow up with his grandson. It might not be a bad idea to be the future prime minister!
Yi Zaifu is old and there will always be a time to retire. Wen Zhao has been experienced for so many years and is the favorite of the new emperor. Why can't he become Zaifu?
The more Wen Yao thought about it, the more she felt that it was most appropriate to support Yuan Boxi.
The two of them walked around for a while, and a eunuch came to invite him: "The envoy of Dajin is leaving, and the queen asked me to ask you to go back and see him off."
"Just send them away, I would rather send them to hell."
Wen Yao made no secret of her disgust for these people. The palace people did not dare to say anything. The princess was pregnant and her temper seemed to have increased.
Yuan Rui doted on her: "I know, send them down. Sooner or later, I'll leave it to the child's father to take care of it. Can you just rest?"
Wen Yao snorted coldly and did not say a word. This time, he was testing the power of killing a foreigner.
When the two went back, Xiao Siyu gave Wen Yao a cold look. Wen Yao was holding her belly with one hand and Yuan Rui's arm with the other. She was more elegant than the empress. She was dressed in luxurious clothes, which made her even more imposing.
, will not lose to Xiao Siyu at all.
"Prince Princess, are you feeling better?"
Xiao Yunci expressed concern, this man was rough in appearance, but thoughtful in his words, and his badness was not that obvious.
But he is also bad, even worse than Xiao Siyu. Xiao Siyu's badness is obvious and undisguised. His badness is like stabbing you in the dark. He may give you a knife at any time, and he is full of evil.
"Much better. Thank you Prince Xiao for your concern."
"Humph, just pretending."
Xiao Siyu is very annoying. I have never seen a woman carrying a child like her ancestors. Didn't you say that men are superior to women in Dazhou? Prince Yuan did not feel embarrassed to serve his wife like this.
"Ouch, Hengyu, the child kicked me and my stomach hurts a little."
Wen Yao didn't argue with her, but only made Yuan Rui more nervous. He didn't even look at her, which made her angry to death.
"Let's go back home quickly and let Mr. Ghost Doctor take a look at it. Does it hurt too much? I'll hold you in my arms."
"Fortunately, I can still walk."
Yuan Rui couldn't help but explain, hugged Wen Yao and the queen to confess, and left first.
Even if they knew that Wen Yao did it on purpose, no one could fault her. The world is huge and pregnant women are the biggest, so Wen Yao also had a small orgasm.
Xiao Siyu's eyes almost popped out of his head with anger, and Princess Jing said goodbye. She wanted to go back to see her daughter-in-law.
Yuanhua also followed, going to see his nephew, and took Yi Junyue, Wen Zhao and others away. There was a rumble in the hall, and after walking a third of the way, everyone was distracted by Wen Yao.
This was something Wen Yao didn't expect.
Of course Wen Yao was pretending, but Yuan Rui was also nervous. He went back home as soon as possible and the ghost doctor checked his pulse. Everything was normal, so he felt relieved.
Everyone else also came back, and Wen Yao ordered the kitchen to make something to eat. Most people don't have enough to eat during a palace banquet, so it's better to go home and have a bowl of porridge and some steamed buns and snacks to make your stomach feel better.
Only then did Wen Zhao realize that the eldest sister was pretending, and worriedly said: "Sister, don't make fun of things like this in the future, it scares me to death."
Worrying about herself so much made Wen Yao feel very relieved. She had given up on this brother because of her indifference in her previous life, but she didn't expect that now he was the most considerate and promising one. The most important thing was that he was filial. He was really better to Wen Yao than his own mother.
In my heart, I treat Wen Yao like my own mother. After all, none of the Wen family members are reliable.
"I know, I can only rely on my belly for these ten months to do anything. After the child is born, everyone will focus on the child. Who cares about me, the mother of the child!"
Yi Junyue couldn't stop laughing: "Yaoyao, you are so funny. You know what you do, but you do it too."
"Creating is a girl's privilege. Of course, someone must be willing to pamper me. If no one pays attention to me, wouldn't I be a slap in the face if I show my charming eyes to a blind man?
Isn't that right, Hengyu, you won't be angry, right?"
What can Yuan Rui do?
She enjoys doing it as a kind of pleasure and trusts herself. "Don't be angry. As long as the child is good and you are good, we can pick the stars in the sky."
Yi Junyue was envious: "Sure enough, someone is pampering me. I'm so envious. You two are so loving. I use your heir apparent as a benchmark and I can't even choose a good man. If I can't marry you,
What should I do if I get out?"
Wen Yao said with a smile: "Then lower your standards."
"No, I won't give in!"
As Yi Junyue spoke, she glanced at Wen Zhao, who was just drinking tea, as if he didn't notice anything.