Invincible son

Chapter 683 682 [Fate saves one side]

The main street of Jian'an City is extremely wide, able to accommodate at least four carriages in parallel at the same time.

On the main road from the imperial palace to the west city, spacious and comfortable carriages kept coming and going, and naturally all the dignitaries and dignitaries of the Great Zhou were inside.This place advocates the style of extravagance and shelter, and the rich and powerful often go out with hundreds of relatives. Someone once laughed that the reason why the imperial court built the main road so wide was mainly to prevent the nobles from being blocked on the road and unable to move.

Some unwritten rules are kept firmly in the hearts of all the grooms who accompany them. Naturally, they should avoid the kind of big people who can't be provoked early. They all have a pair of sharp eyes that can distinguish the identity of the owner through the carriage.

Today's main road is still full of traffic. When a carriage that looked ordinary came from the north, it bumped into several luxurious carriages with dozens of entourages.Surprisingly, the ordinary carriage had no intention of avoiding it, and passed straight through the middle of the street, and the noble servants on the opposite side gave way one after another.

A sharp-eyed passerby recognized the emblem on the ordinary carriage, and sighed in his heart.

This is the Xu family's carriage, no wonder no one dared to bump into it along the way.

When the former Wei Dynasty fell, a large number of Wenhua families in the north went south with their families to escape the endless wars at that time.According to the statistics of good people, there were at least 90 well-dressed aristocratic families traveling to the south at that time, almost including the seeds of reading cultivated by Guozuo in the hundreds of years of the former Wei Dynasty.Nowadays, literature in Daliang is not flourishing, and only the Luling Han family and Jiangbei Fu family are relatively well-known, which cannot be compared with the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Among the many poetry and book families in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the Xu family of Qinghe is unique. It was already the leader of the literary world a hundred years ago. It took root and sprouted on this piece of land, and now it is flourishing.

Xu Huiyan, the contemporary patriarch of the Xu family, is 47 years old this year. He is officially the chief assistant of the Southern Zhou cabinet.

Sitting in this ordinary carriage today is Xu Huiyan's young daughter, named Xu Churong, who is only 15 years old.

Only this kind of family background can make her say such bold words in the palace. She actually wants to hinder the marriage plan approved by His Majesty the Emperor. Moreover, Princess Qinghe didn't react too exaggeratedly after hearing it, it was just simple. Just a few words of advice.

The carriage went all the way back to Xu's mansion without any hindrance, entered through the side door and went straight to the inner courtyard, Xu Churong got off the carriage, raised his eyes and saw a young man standing not far away, and called out affectionately: "Third brother!"

The young man was Xu Huiyan's third son, Xu Xi. He stepped forward to signal the maidservants to back down, and asked softly, "Are you going to the palace today?"

Xu Churong nodded slightly, blinked and said, "Third brother, do you want to know what sister Princess said to me today?"

Xu Xi sighed softly, shook his head and said, "What else can I say? Left and right are just common sayings to save the common people. I don't mean to question her intentions, but how can a national war be trapped by a marriage?"

Xu Churong said angrily: "Third brother, how can you think of the princess sister like this? Now the only princess under your majesty's knees is her who is of the right age and has not yet betrothed to others. You can't just find a palace maid to replace her. Who told you to dawdle all these years?" Not decisive?"

Xu Xi blushed a little at what she said, turned her head and said: "I originally planned to mention this matter to my father in the next few days."

Xu Churong knew that he was very disciplined in his bones. Even though His Majesty had mentioned to Xu Huiyan more than ten years ago that the Tian family would marry the Xu family in the future, that's why he was given the title of Princess Qinghe, but Xu Xi never overstepped it recklessly. It is also very respectful to meet Princess Qinghe by chance.

Thinking of this, Xu Churong stopped taunting him, and said in a low voice: "Third brother, don't panic, my little sister has a way."

Xu Xi's eyes lit up, and he cheered up and asked, "What method?"

The two talked while walking along the small path in the mansion. Xu Churong's eyebrows and eyes were lively, and he was even more energetic when he talked about rising.

"Ahem——" Xu Xi suddenly covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed twice.

Xu Churong shut his mouth quickly, turned his head to look at Xu Huiyan who was standing on the steps not far away, and said with a sweet smile, "Papa please."

"Greetings to father." Xu Xi saluted respectfully.

Xu Huiyan was wearing a navy blue scholar's gown, with an upright and peaceful demeanor, warm and quiet eyes, and a leisurely temperament of looking at the clouds and clouds in the sky.He didn't expose his little daughter's tricks, but only said to Xu Xi: "Although you have already won the Jinshi, your studies are not good, just leave it behind and go back to study."

"Yes, father." Xu Xi is the most gentle and honest among brothers and sisters, especially in front of Xu Huiyan, it is by no means a feigned respect, but a completely sincere awe.

Xu Churong walked up the steps, embraced Xu Huiyan's forearm affectionately, and couldn't help but said with a smile: "Daddy, you're scaring third brother again."

Xu Huiyan was not upset, but just sighed: "It would be great if you two's temperaments were neutralized."

Xu Churong shook his head and said, "Father, the golden mean is not acceptable."

"So you are going to gather those literati in the capital who have learned too much, and give the Beiliang mission a blow, and it is best to destroy the marriage appointed by His Majesty?" The gentleness on Xu Huiyan's face gradually faded.

Xu Churong shrank his neck, and said softly: "Daddy, even if the princess sister married to the north, would the emperor of Beiliang care about her face and stop the confrontation on the border completely? How can you let me feel at ease after being blushed, suddenly going to such a place where there are no relatives, and having to face Liang people with malicious intentions, and being bullied without anyone to complain?"

Her voice became lower and lower, but at this moment she heard Xu Huiyan say: "Since you treat Princess Qinghe as your own sister, you shouldn't act recklessly."

Xu Churong raised his head in surprise, looking at his father with a look of worry on his brows.

"Think about it again, our mission is still on the way. Even if the Emperor Beiliang agrees to this matter, it will take several months to come and go." Speaking of this, Xu Huiyan paused and reminded: "You have to remember one thing, don't let His Majesty and the court lose face."

A moment later, Xu Huiyan had already left, and Xu Churong was still standing there, feeling as if he was in a dream.

She didn't expect her father to acquiesce in her deviant ideas, and even gave some suggestions, which was not like his usual style of doing things.

Xu Churong suddenly realized that his father did not know about Princess Qinghe's marriage to Beiliang, or that His Majesty had not consulted him.It's just that for the chief minister of a country, such a small matter will definitely not make him feel resentful. It seems that the undercurrent between the various forces in the DPRK and China is becoming more and more intense, almost surfacing.

She turned around and walked back to her own courtyard. The birds on the porch were singing happily, as if welcoming the young lady.

After feeding the birds for a while, Xu Churong came to the study and looked at the words pressed on the table with a paperweight, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

There was a poem written on the paper, which she splashed ink on a whim before going out this morning. The handwriting was elegant and fast, and she was not like ordinary girls, who are graceful and soft.

only……

She stared at her book for a moment, then shook her head and said, "It's a pity."

The first sentence written on the paper is: the fragrance of red lotus root and the remnant of jade in autumn.

It was the one-cut plum that shocked everyone at the Qiujiang Banquet in Lingzhou.

Xu Churong removed the paperweight, then picked up the paper, handed it to the maid standing beside him, and said flatly, "Burn it."

The maid froze for a moment, Miss Mingming liked this poem very much when she saw it two days ago, why did she react like this today?
Xu Churong curled her lips and said, "Tell those people outside, don't send in the poems of such deceitful people in the future."

The servant girl nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Miss."

The study room became quiet, Xu Churong looked at the maidservant's disappearing figure through the window, and murmured to himself: "Where in this world is there a genius who has never even touched a book when he was a teenager, and has both civil and military skills in just a few years?"

"I don't know where you copied this poem from. I think that in this life, I will never have the chance to expose your scandal in person."

"What a pity."

(End of this chapter)