surnamed Wang

After hearing Nanmenhong's almost matchmaker words, Nanmen Fuqing did not show a shy expression like ordinary women, but asked with a slight frown:

"Is this on uncle's intention, or the Eighth Prince's intention?"

Nanmen Hong thought for a while and said:
"It's true that the Eighth Prince didn't say it clearly, but he was inquiring about you between the lines. Uncle was thinking, you two are about the same age, no matter whether he is really interested in you or not, if this marriage can be facilitated, it will be for you in Nanmen's house." , it’s all a matter of luck.”

Nanmen Fuqing thought for a moment when he heard the words, then smiled and said slowly:
"Uncle probably misunderstood this matter, although I am not familiar with the eighth prince, I know very well what the princess is like.

Sister Yan looks carefree, as if she is easy to talk about, but when it comes to the prince, she can't rub the sand in her eyes at all. "

When Nanmenhong heard this, he couldn't help but wonder:

"The prince chooses the side concubine, even the current emperor, it is hard to say anything, let alone the princess?"

Nanmen Fuqing shook her head and said:

"This prince seems to be different from other men. He is not a lustful person. He usually obeys the princess's orders. And according to sister Yan, he is not only not ashamed but proud of it. It's not like that. A man of royal birth.

It stands to reason that a man who is so fearful of guilt should not have any courage and ambition, but he is not. Not only did he break into the enemy's army alone, but he also took the initiative to take the lead when the country was in danger, and finally even led troops out of Beijing to resist the enemy... "

As the woman was talking, she suddenly noticed that her uncle's face became strange, so she blushed, stopped talking, and said instead:
"In Qing'er's humble opinion, it is absolutely impossible for the prince to secretly look for the side concubine behind his back. The reason why he asked about me in front of his uncle was probably just out of curiosity. Uncle had to confirm with the prince before making a decision. In order not to make any jokes."

……

Hearing that his niece had finished speaking, Nanmenhong couldn't help but stroked his beard.

Thinking about it now, the conversation between the two of them that day was indeed mostly polite. Even when they talked about their family, the prince only said a few words, and his tone was not at all happy or angry.

If one had to say something that changed the Eighth Prince's demeanor, the only thing left was the roast leg of lamb on the dinner table. The look in his eyes at that time was much more exciting than seeing Yao Jie, who was half undressed.

Nanmenhong pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"Niece Xian, I am indeed hasty about this matter, maybe I really messed up the mandarin ducks, wait until I turn around and ask Lord Ming, and then make plans."

Nanmen Fuqing nodded with a smile and got up to bid farewell to his uncle.

After Nanmenhong walked away, the woman changed her calmness just now, her delicate face was slightly sad, and she looked up at the new spring buds on the old trees in the courtyard.

The fragrant tree is green and swaying with the wind, just like a woman's long skirt with wide sleeves, dancing and playing with green shadows.

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After 20 years of painstaking management by General Wen, Donghan City has a magnificent atmosphere that is not inferior to that of the capital of the Dynasty. There are all kinds of teahouses, restaurants, brothels and theaters. When Su Qiaoqiao first came to the capital, she had the illusion of returning to the Dynasty. .

It's no wonder that she felt this way. When Prime Minister Wen Jiang planned the capital, he built it according to the capital he remembered, especially in the palace. The first floor and one pavilion can all be found in the shadow of the imperial palace of the dynasty.

This also made it possible for Wang Gingquan to find the Zique Pavilion where General Wen was staying when he first arrived at the Eastern Han Palace.

……

In the past few days, Yidu has been showing joy everywhere. The dynasty known as the land of abundance has actually sent a princess to marry him. For the people of Eastern Han, this is a great joy.

The people of Donghan, who have been able to fight on horseback since they were young, have engraved their toughness into their bones, and will not lose their instincts because of 20 years of comfortable life. For them, tyrannical force is still more attractive than gold, silver and jewelry. .

But they didn't know that the prince who was called the future of Donghan was following the Prince Dynasty's ass like a dog's leg at this moment, serving tea and water all the time, more attentive than his own great king father.

……

"Uncle, are you satisfied with this strength?"

Chu Lichun asked while rubbing Wang Gingquan's shoulders.

"I didn't expect you to be a prince for so long, and this job has not been left behind."

Now Wang Gangquan has gotten used to the nature of the opponent's slave, this is fate, and he can't change it, so he simply eats grapes and enjoys it.

"That's right, I've practiced in private for a long time, and I'm just waiting for you to come."

Princess Chu Lixia couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard the words. To be honest, she regretted finding this brother back very much now. The other party seemed to have no other use except to discredit the family.

Although Wang Gingquan didn't look at the "broad-minded" Princess Donghan, he could feel her murderous eyes, so he coughed, waved his hands and said:

"Okay, let's stop here today, your sister's eyes are growing on me, I'm afraid I'll have erotic dreams at night."

"you!"

When Chu Lixia heard the words, he jumped up immediately, if it wasn't for Chu Lichun's quick eyes and hands, he would have been so high or low today.

……

Chu Lichun sent his sister away after talking about it. Looking at Princess Donghan who left angrily, Wang Gangquan's face disappeared from the joke just now, and he sighed and said:

"She really doesn't intend to marry?"

As the elder brother, Chu Lichun had no choice but to smile bitterly, and said:

"It seems that I was stimulated in the capital, saying that I was extremely disappointed in the man, and planned to die alone all my life. However, a talented young man appeared in the court recently, and somehow fell in love with her. Recently, she has been paying attention to her."

Wang Gangquan nodded, did not continue talking on this topic, but turned his head and said with a smile:

"We're getting married tomorrow, are you nervous?"

The skinless and shameless Chu Lichun rarely smiled shyly, scratched his head and said:

"It's a lie to say I'm not nervous. I'm more than ten years older than Qiaoqiao, so I always feel like an old cow eating young grass."

Wang Bingquan took a sip of his tea and said lightly:
"You feel right."

……

The next day, red lanterns were hung all over the Donghan Palace, and the gongs, drums, and firecrackers roared, making it very lively.

There were no such customs in Eastern Han, but the prince grew up in the Central Plains, and everything he said should follow the customs of the Central Plains. King Chu couldn't hold back this lost and found son, so he had to agree.

Chu Lichun was dressed in a bright red groom's attire, looking very sullen. Not far away, Wang Gangquan couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene. Yan Rongrong, who was on the side, caught a glimpse and asked curiously:

"What laughing?"

"I was wondering if I had the same stupid look when I got married." Wang Gangquan still had a smile on his face.

"Which marriage are you referring to?" Yan Rongrong asked with a smile.

Wang Gangquan couldn't help shivering when he heard the words, and twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

……

As the banquet progressed, everyone at the meeting got a little drunk.

Every time someone else gets married, Wang Gingquan seems to be more enthusiastic than the groom, like right now, a large group of people are gathering around the campfire, drinking strong wine and eating barbecue, Wang Gingquan completely ignores his own situation, and directly draws out the sword at his waist and shouts road:

"I am happy today, I will dance swords for everyone to add to the fun."

Although the people around didn't know this young man who didn't know him, they were all drunk at this moment, so they didn't care and applauded.

Wang Gingquan dragged his sword to the bonfire, raised his neck, gulped down a big gulp of spirits, and said casually:

"Looking at the sword while drunk!"

Immediately handed out a sword.

……