The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 149 The Rebellion of Emperor Yan (3)
He planned step by step, playing the whole Fengqing world with applause. If it was for the world, it would be fine if it was for a man's ambition. If it was just for a woman, for the sake of a child's private relationship, how ridiculous would it be for a member of the royal family? .

After a moment of silence, Xiao Shen narrowed his blue eyes and said, "The marriage document."

Emperor Hui laughed, he was so scheming and scheming that he deceived the whole world. The chaos of Emperor Yan was actually his beauty's scheme.Forget it, so what if he has the answer, he wants all the beauties in the world, and who can stop him.

"I will pass on my will, and the prince's joint document shall be the standard." After a slight pause, Emperor Hui's voice resounded throughout the Changxin Palace, "I specially grant the crown prince and the dead king to marry on the sixteenth day of the next month. As a national wedding ceremony, all parties come to congratulate .”

At this time, it was already three quarters in the noon, outside You Rongrong's mansion, a report came suddenly: "The imperial decree has arrived!"

Emperor Hui's holy will disturbed the peace of the entire Xiangfu.

In Changlin Pavilion, in the gazebo surrounded by green bamboos, the woman is facing the wind, her clear eyes are fragmented and the tree shadows are mottled, she sneers: "It's so fast."

Behind the woman, the woman's face was serious: "Fan Hua, listen to your mother, don't think about that person anymore, you will be a good lookout for the prince, if the prince becomes the emperor in the future, how can you tolerate him, where will you be then?"

With a piece of holy will, the crown prince chose a date for the national marriage, but Concubine Liang didn't even accept the imperial decree. How many pairs of eyes watched, this marriage could not be tolerated in the slightest. They all said that the phoenix girl was reckless and despised the imperial power, but Lin knew that, These are all because of a dead king.

Lin's earnest words: "Promise mother, don't be obsessed anymore, okay?"

Rong Fanhua turned her eyes, her silent eyes were stained with ink, she said lightly: "Xiao Yan will not be emperor." Sneered, "He doesn't have that qualification."

Lin was annoyed when she heard it, and asked in a deep voice: "Then who is qualified? The dead king?" He snorted coldly, "Fang Hua, he is just a useless person."

"Mother, do you believe it or not? It's not that he doesn't have the qualifications to want Feng Qing, but that Feng Qing doesn't have the qualifications."

Whenever she mentioned that person, there was always something almost obsessed in her eyes.

The Rong family is prosperous, and because of Xiao Shen, they have long been insane, crazy, and demonic.

Lin just sneered: "How can the emperor Yan's lottery be groundless, you are the empress, and the only one who can be the emperor is Prince Xiao Yan."

As soon as Emperor Yan came out, not only the Lin family, but the whole Fengqing, firmly believed in the saying that the phoenix girl is destined for this day.

Rong Fanhua laughed, mocking herself, she sighed, and slowly opened her lips: "Mother, that day, my lottery was not Diwangyan."

Lin's face turned pale in shock, and she lost her composure and shouted: "How could it be? Whose signature did Zen Master Wuwang decipher?"

Everyone in the world knows that on the Blessing Festival, the eleven daughters of the Rong family got an autograph of Emperor Yan, and Zen Master Wuwang of Huguo Temple personally interpreted the autograph.

How could it be wrong?Who has the ability?Who is that Emperor Yan?
Rong Fanhua said, "Rong Jiu."

Rong Jiu, it was her...

Lin didn't even think about it, and shouted: "Impossible! You are the phoenix girl destined for heaven. What kind of thing is she? Speaking of mother's rites, she doesn't have them. She doesn't have the gentleness and virtue that ordinary girls should have. , but Kong has a whole body of ruthlessness, how could it be the Heavenly Phoenix Girl, how could it be her?"

Rong Fanhua smiled coldly, the wind blew the waves of the lake, and the reflection in her eyes was dead silent: "It's her, Diwangyan was drawn by Rong Jiu, I saw it with my own eyes, before unraveling the paper, Zen Master Wuwang saw it." Xiao Chan, this is all his game."

A blessing festival, the wind is clear and the wind is surging, and the prosperous princess of the Rong family is on the cusp of the storm, but who knows, it is that woman who has washed away all her glory.What is the fate of the phoenix girl, in the end, it is just a farce.

Lin's face turned pale, and she said to herself: "How could this happen, you are the phoenix girl destined for heaven, you are the prince Liangdi."

She laughed, sarcastically: "I'm just his pawn."

Lin slumped on the ground and sneered: No wonder, the wedding documents consist of two papers, one prosperous and the other nine.

It turned out that this rebellion of Emperor Yan was actually a chess game played by the ten sons of the Xiao family, how many people were in the game, but they were just pawns, and it was Rong Jiu who conspired.

A dream of prosperity, now I wake up from the dream, empty, nothing left.Facing the lake, she sighed in vain: "Since he wants me to marry, I will grant his wish."

Lin fell silent and sighed bitterly.

The sighs in the Changlin Pavilion lasted for a long time, and the chatting and laughing in the Beauty Garden.

"come yet?"

Under the tree, there was a lacquered wood desk, a pot of hot tea, two or three pastries, a darling, a smiling woman, behind her, a handsome girl and a handsome servant surrounded her.

There are no clouds in the sky, and the peach blossoms are dancing. It's really pleasant.

Thirteen replied: "The father-in-law who passed the decree in the palace just left, and the people from the uncle's mansion arrived, and they are talking with the master at the moment." Thirteen laughed straight, "The imperial edict of the national marriage has just arrived at the prime minister's mansion. The Uncle’s Mansion has people asking for marriage again, and the Prime Minister’s Mansion is full of happy events.”

happy event?Twelve no comment.

Rong Qiannian, on the other hand, is always in good spirits when it comes to happy events, and she smiles beautifully. She is so happy that she lazily raises her fingers and picks up a piece of apricot flower cake. She speaks lazily, "Twelve, send this almanac to the main hall, and tell old man Rong, next time The sixteenth day of the lunar month is a good day, suitable for marriage."

Twelve said nothing, turned around and took the almanac.

Thirteen exclaimed: "Wow, it's NO.16 again."

"It's not a good day." Rong Qiannian propped her head and smiled happily.

From a long distance, Wubu raised his head and saw the woman under the peach tree smiling like a flower, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Thirteen smiled and said, "Miss, you have to be kind."

Rong Qiannian blinked: "Why am I not being kind?" Squinting her eyes, she smiled like a crooked moon, "I think it's very good to have three blessings at the door, very good."

But what about the three blessings?
In the market, there was a lot of discussion everywhere, what they said was that Rong Xiang's family had many happy events.

In the tea shop, there were groups of twos and threes, and the big guys were very excited when they mentioned that matter: "On the sixteenth of next month, the two daughters of Rong Xiang's family will get married together, and there will be more excitement."

The big man at the next table said: "Three women are married together."

"Who else?"

As soon as the marriage documents of Miss Ninth and Miss Eleven of the Rong family came down, the entire Imperial Capital knew about it, but it was strange that the three happy couples were coming.

The man said eloquently: "Today, the uncle's mansion has just given a dowry gift to the Prime Minister's mansion, and Lord Zhangqing is begging to marry the eighth miss of the Rong family."

Someone exclaimed: "That eunuch Zhang Qinghou?"

Ever since Lord Zhang Qing's precious egg was bitten, the people of Fengqing have been making Lord Zhang Qing a eunuch openly and secretly, but he is not an eunuch.

The big man catered to him and spoke vigorously: "That's right, the date will be on the sixteenth of next month."

Many people were amazed and sighed in disbelief: "Everyone knows that Zhang Qinghou lost his precious egg, so why did Prime Minister You push his daughter into the fire pit?"

The man sneered, put a piece of beef in his mouth, and said, "Who knows, it is said that there is a fortune teller who made a fortune for Master Zhangqing, and read the birth dates of the women who have not left the court in Kyoto one by one. In the end, this calculation calculated the beautiful marriage between the Eighth Miss of the Rong family and Lord Zhangqing, and Master Rong didn't know why he was so excited that he accepted this marriage."

(End of this chapter)