Mo Yanliang

Chapter 97 Bosi King Enters Beijing ([-])

The sympathy on the baby girl's face made Xia Huaixun very angry.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on Xia Yueliang's head: "What are you thinking, little girl, Weifu didn't intend to find you a princess as a stepmother!"

Xia Yueliang stuck out her tongue: "If you want to marry, Princess Changning may not be interested in her yet!"

"Oh?" Xia Huaixun suddenly said, "You want to be your majesty's brother-in-law for your father, and then you will be completely safe, right?"

"Daddy!" Xia Yueliang was a little annoyed.

Xia Huaixun stuffed the ink stick into her hand: "Stop messing around, grind the ink quickly."

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After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting colder.

In the early morning of the tenth day of September, the guarding soldiers of Dongcheng were about to open the city gate, when they saw a group of more than a dozen horsemen waiting there.

The leader is about 30 years old, tall and handsome, and his proud aura cannot be concealed by the dust on his face.

The little boss boldly stepped forward and said, "It's so early, officials."

The entourage next to the man said: "King Bosi returned to Beijing by order, and quickly opened the city gate."

The little boss was startled, and he didn't bother to salute, and quickly ordered the soldiers to open the city gate.

Less than halfway through the opening, Bosi Wang Yanchengyu shook the reins, and a dozen fast horses flashed by, and soon disappeared.

A soldier patted his chest: "My mother..."

The little head stared at him: "Look at your worthless appearance! He is a prince, do you think he is the second uncle next door?"

The soldiers burst into laughter and opened the city gate completely.

Yan Chengyu and his party soon arrived at Prince Bosi's Mansion in the west of the city.

He held the rein of the horse, looked up at the plaque hanging high, and refused to dismount for a long time.

Seven years later, the capital city has become more and more prosperous, and this mansion is still majestic.

How long can he stay this time?

"My lord..." the attendant beside him called softly.

"You go to the palace to rest, and this king will also go to the palace to face the saint."

The follower said: "Would you like to wash and change clothes?"

Yan Chengyu sneered and said: "Who can determine what the father likes? If he doesn't like it, he will find it an eyesore wearing a gold-thread dress; if he likes it, he will find it cute when dressed as a beggar."

The attendant didn't dare to persuade him anymore, he could only say: "Then the prince should be more careful, the subordinates will go back to the residence first."

Yan Chengyu nodded, turned his horse's head and galloped towards the palace.

Hearing that King Bosi had arrived, Eunuch An greeted him out of the palace gate in person.

It's been seven years since I saw him, but he hasn't changed much, except for a few white hairs on his temples.

Yan Chengyu seemed to be a different person.

He has a short beard on his lips, and his figure is also more burly.The messy bun and the dust all over the body did not give people a decadent feeling, but added a bit of maturity and stability.

Eunuch An watched him grow up, so he couldn't help feeling distressed.

With red eyes, he stepped forward to salute: "My lord..."

Yan Chengyu had a lot of resentment towards Fenghuang, but Eunuch An never forgot the care he gave him in the past.

"Eunuch, don't be too polite. How are you all these years?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Lao, everything is fine with this old slave. You just arrived in the capital?"

I haven't seen you for many years, and there are some words that he really can't bear to say.

His Majesty has always been strict with the princes.

Xia Xueshi wore a commoner face, and His Majesty not only did not blame him, but even appreciated his ease.

If King Bosi appeared in front of him unkempt, it was really hard to say what would happen.

He still feels scared when he thinks about the scene where the father and son broke up last time.

Yan Chengyu said with a smile: "This king just arrived in the capital early this morning, and he came to see his father before he even entered the mansion."

At this point, what can Eunuch An say, he can only be invited into the palace.

Fortunately, today is the rest day, so His Majesty doesn't have to go to the morning court, otherwise it will be troublesome...

When the two came to the emperor's bedroom, Mr. An said fairly: "Your Majesty went to the study early in the morning. The prince will wait here for a while, and the old slave will report back."

"Eunuch, please."

Eunuch An came to the door of the study, gently opened the door and walked in.

Fenghuang was critiquing papers, and asked without raising his head: "Where did you go this early in the morning, and you haven't been seen for a long time."

Eunuch An came closer: "Go back to Your Majesty, King Bosi has arrived."

"Oh?" Fenghuang put down the ink pen in his hand: "It's here so soon?"

"The lord came to Beijing early in the morning, and he didn't even bother to change his clothes before he came to greet His Majesty..."

Seeing him being so cautious, Fenghuang laughed angrily.

"I'm a tiger who can eat people? Don't you just want to say that he missed his father so much that he came to visit me without even paying attention to the palace?"

"Old slave..."

"Let him come in. Could it be that I, a father, will beat my son because of his slovenliness?"

Eunuch An breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and retreated.

After half a cup of tea, the study door was pushed open again, and Yan Chengyu walked in with steady steps.

He walked to the desk, knelt down and made a big salute.

"My son sees my father."

Fenghuang didn't call out immediately, but looked at him for a while before saying: "You're back?"

"Yes, the son-in-law is back."

"Have all my royal grandchildren come back together?"

"My son wanted to return to Beijing before Chongyang Festival, so he set off a few days earlier, never thinking that he would be delayed by the heavy rain on the way.

The others will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and they will definitely not miss the emperor's grandmother's birthday. "

"Get up and sit and talk."

"Thank you, father." Yan Chengyu stood up, found a chair and sat down.

"Is Ah Yu still resenting my father?"

Like the prince, Yan Chengyu hadn't heard such an affectionate title for many years.

But he was not moved, but sneered silently a few times.

"Thunder, rain and dew are all God's blessings, my son dare not."

Having lived to this age, it's not that he doesn't understand the world, he also knows the importance of pleasing his father.

But he knew his father too well, so it would be easier to dispel his father's suspicion by being tough at this time.

Sure enough, Fenghuang was not angry, and his tone became more gentle: "Fengcheng is far away from the capital, have you heard about your elder brother?"

"Brother Dahuang is the crown prince. If the people below commit crimes, he will not be able to escape the crime and should be punished."

"Just punishment is enough?"

"Father does not need to test his sons and ministers, the elder brother is no longer suitable to be a prince.

If you want to ask if your son has that ambition, then you can tell the truth, yes! "

Fenghuang laughed and said: "I remember that you were not straightforward when you were a child.

How come, after being away from Beijing for more than ten years, I have come back alive more and more! "

"The atmosphere in Fengcheng has always been like this, and my son and minister will inevitably be affected. Please forgive me."

"Okay, you'd better go down to wash and change your clothes, and I will accompany you to greet the Queen Mother later.

She is old, so she may not be worried about what you will look like when she sees you like this. "

This time Yan Chengyu did not refuse, and followed the two palace servants to the clean room.

Eunuch An, who had been on tenterhooks all this time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, the old servant is getting more and more excited when he sees the prince."

"Really?" Fenghuang raised his voice.

(End of this chapter)