One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 48
It was quite a distance from the Hou's mansion to the city gate, Yuan Zhao raised the curtain and looked outside until the sound of people outside gradually faded away.

"I'm back in Zhengyang Lane, do you have any impression?" Seeing her curious face, the third brother smiled a little far-fetchedly, "In this area, our Hou Mansion is the most magnificent..."

I wanted to explain more, but after thinking about it, I finally swallowed the words back.

When I was in Beicang, apart from the royal palace, Zhengyang Lane was considered noble and grand.Because here lives the most proud grandson of the Northern Emperor, King Anping.Those who can be neighbors are high-ranking officials and ministers, and the residences bestowed by the emperor.

The name Lane implies humility, and it is actually the most spacious street in the capital.

However, after the change of dynasty, the courtiers thought that today the Marquis of Dingyuan would move out of that house.Especially the clan members, each and every one of them hoped that their family could occupy that extremely noble and magnificent house.

Unexpectedly, after being persuaded by the prince, the old Emperor Wu not only did not kill Dingyuan Hou, but allowed their family to continue living there.

Just replace the plaque of the palace without moving it.

This move won a good reputation for their father and son. Scholars from far away countries and close at hand praised Feng's generosity and generosity. .

The clansmen were so annoyed that they moved out of Zhengyang Lane collectively to protest.And, open up a more spacious street to build houses.

In those years, the reason why the treasury was empty was inseparable from this matter.

Later, the prince of the year, who is now Emperor Fengyuan, came up with an idea to sell the house in Zhengyang Lane to merchants' homes at a high price, so that each government would have money to build houses, and there was no need to empty the treasury.

At the beginning of the new dynasty, the clan members did not dare to make too much noise, for fear of repeating the mistakes of the tyrants of the old dynasty.

After ten years of hard work, Zhengyang Lane is no longer the most spacious street in the capital, let alone a place where rich and powerful gather.In the past, high-ranking officials and nobles were proud to live in Zhengyang Lane, but now they have become arty and show-off capital for merchants.

Not only that, some merchants who were backed by the royal family even made a good idea that when Dingyuan Hou's family offended Shengyan one day and the whole family was executed, they must be the first to seize this solemn and luxurious house and give it to the backers.

It can be said that the world is stormy, and honor and disgrace are overnight.

In the past, young people did not know sorrow.As the brothers grew older, many ominous thoughts swirled in their minds.As the third son of the Hou Mansion, Bei Yueli is cheerful on the surface, but in reality he is as heavy as a mountain in his heart, but there is nothing he can do.

It would be great if my brother-in-law was still alive!

Standing on a tall horse, Bei Yueli stared at the sunset in the sky, his face full of melancholy.He is 20 years old this year, has been fighting with his father, and has no time to take care of his marriage.

After returning home, A Niang said that she and her aunt had taken a fancy to a family, and the wedding was scheduled for the next spring.

To be honest, he didn't want to get married.

My family is in danger, if there is no future today, why bother to harm other girls?However, all goodness and filial piety come first, and the mother-in-law has informed His Majesty of this marriage, and His Majesty is happy to see it come to fruition.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, so he can't help but not marry.

But... alas.

"Third Brother," Yuan Zhao couldn't help asking seeing his deep expression, "Did the sky fall?"

Well?Bei Yueli froze for a moment, looked up at the sky subconsciously, "Uh, no..." He paused, suddenly understood what Dimei meant, and couldn't help laughing heartily.

The sky is not terrible, what is terrible is the uneasy feeling that it is about to fall.

Of course, the sister-in-law is still young, so there is no need to worry about it.

"Third brother, am I about to have a third sister-in-law?" The closer you get to home, the more depressed your third brother is. Yuan Zhao deliberately provoked the topic to distract him, "While there are few people now, can you tell me quietly if there is a concubine? I promise Don't tell sister-in-law three."

"How could I have the heart to do that kind of thing?" Bei Yueli didn't feel that Dimei's words were too much, but just frowned in doubt, "It's strange, Uncle Ji seems to have asked me too."

Ah, haha, Yuan Zhao smiled embarrassingly:
"Really? I just overheard Uncle Ji mentioning that he wanted to record something. Maybe he will write the genealogy when he returns home?"

sorry!Uncle Ji, you will be responsible for the time being.

"Absurd! Outlaws are not included in the genealogy, this is the ancestor's precept. Uncle Ji has been handling internal affairs for decades, how can he not know?" Bei Yueli glanced at her, "Could it be that you came up with some other idea, afraid that your father would know and scold you before marrying Uncle Fu Ji?"

Hee hee, Yuan Zhao smiled mischievously, and said bluntly:
"It's about the lifelong happiness of my brothers, and it's inevitable that a younger sister should care about it. Just ask, don't interfere, just say what you want..."

"You are so young, where did you know these things?" There was a troublesome girl, and the third brother had a headache.

She's the first sister again, so she can't be beaten or scolded.And his mind is turning faster than him, so he can't fool around, feeling aggrieved.

"I've not only engaged in marriage, but also divorced. I'm someone from here, what can I say? Third brother has such an expression, doesn't he only know how to lead soldiers to fight, and doesn't know anything about romance? You are so simple, won't Paozhe make fun of you?"

"..."

Father and mother, where are you?He can't handle this girl...

After recognizing the little princess at the gate of the city, some servants galloped back to the mansion on horseback, and informed the mistress, the eldest princess and others.The masters sent their maidservants to look at the door one after another, and the steward also ordered the servants to wait in front of the mansion for a long time.

The sparsely populated Hou's Mansion suddenly became lively, attracting the attention of the neighbors, but no one dared to come to find out.

The Marquis of Dingyuan was ordered to return to Beijing, and his subjects had heard about it for a long time.

The merchants who can afford the houses in Zhengyang Lane are extraordinary. In addition to wealth, they also have extraordinary courage.Facing the residents of the Hou Mansion, servants were sent to watch day and night, and to report any movement.

No, when he learned that the little princess had returned first, he quickly closed the door and closed the door, and could not hold on.

They are Lord Marquis and Princess, and civilians who pass by unintentionally will kneel and kowtow, and cannot get up without permission.As we all know, the whole family of the Hou Mansion is not welcomed by the royal family and courtiers, but it is definitely not something that common people can ignore.

When the time comes, will they kneel or not?
If you kneel, you will offend the royal family; if you don't kneel, you will offend the Houfu, and you can kill yourself with just one order.I couldn't afford it, so I had to hide at home and pretend I didn't know anything.

Although you can't go out, you can still take a peek by lying on the crack of the door.

Look, it didn't take a while for the three young masters of the Hou Mansion to ride horses and escort a carriage back to the main gate to stop. The neatly lined up servants and guards knelt down in unison, with a respectful attitude. Said in unison:

"Slaves (subordinates) welcome the princess back to the mansion—"

Bei Yueli got off the horse and raised the curtain of the carriage in person.

Yuan Zhao listened to the long-lost movement from outside, and his mood was slightly fluttering; when he bent over and came out, he looked up and saw the wide lintel, the high-hanging plaque of the Marquis Mansion and the black-painted rafters, his heart was surging and he coughed uncontrollably A few times.

Her injury has healed by [-]% to [-]%, and her agitation affected her internal injury and caused her to cough.

Feng Changshi saw her at the back, and wanted to go up to comfort her and persuade her to calm down, but she was still a child, had been away from home for many years, and was about to see her mother, so how could she control her emotions?

I had no choice but to tell Ji Wu in a low voice, telling him to remind the mistress later.

But Yuan Zhao knew that he was injured, so he shouldn't get excited.Trying to suppress the turbulent emotions, looking straight at the open door with red eyes, trying to stabilize the tone:
"Get up."

Then he strode up the steps, stepped into the mansion gate, and went straight to the main hall of the main house.

(End of this chapter)