The Male Supporting Roles Who Are Lonely and Old All the Time

After a month of rushing time, Wang Yi, who was thinking about He Dongchen's marriage, finally selected a list.

The above lists the prostitutes of several aristocratic families in the Yuanchen Kingdom, all of whom are outstanding in appearance, gentle and virtuous.

As a native of the dynasty, Wang Yi couldn't help being careful, and he deliberately put the only daughter of a Confucian with a small population in the first place, and said kindly: "Mr. Mingda is full of talent and famous all over the world. He is a true gentleman who is indifferent to fame and fortune. His only daughter, Mu Shi, has been famous for playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she is the perfect candidate for the crown princess."

He Dongchen glanced at him lightly, did not say much, picked up a policy theory written by Mu Mingda, and carefully read it.

Words are like a person, and writing is like a person. After reading a few policy discussions, a Confucian who is open-minded and open-minded and caring about the world automatically appears in He Dongchen's mind.

The purpose of the marriage is to appease the people of the Chen Dynasty, not to find an ambitious Yue family. This Mu Mingda is well-known and indifferent to fame and wealth, so he is indeed a good candidate.

Putting down the policy theory, He Dongchen picked up the poem on the side, a simple spring greeting poem, the handwriting is graceful with a bit of free and easy, and there is a sense of transparency between the lines.

Seeing the prince picking up the poem, Wang Yi said with a smile, "This is written by the Mu family. What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Not bad, he is a transparent person." He Dongchen commented.

In fact, being the princess of the dynasty is not a good job.

Just look at the few families that surrendered before, and none of them proposed marriage. Don't they care about the title of Crown Princess? It's so rare! But no one wants to lose the family's reputation and be a rafter.

You must know that the hatred of subjugation is not easy to erase. He Dongchen can almost imagine that once the only daughter of Mr. Mingda becomes his concubine, the reputation accumulated by Mr. Mingda will plummet. Everyone attacked the object of ridicule.

As the princess and concubine, the Mu family is even more on the cusp. While facing the abuse of the people of the country of Chen, at the same time, as a subjugated slave, she has to endure the arrogance of the people of the country.

Such a situation, without a strong heart is unable to withstand.

Thinking of this, He Dongchen got up, straightened his clothes and said, "Get ready and visit Mr. Mingda."

"Yes." As soon as Wang Yi heard that there was something going on, he immediately beamed with joy, and walked out of the hall with windy steps, and went to prepare the congratulatory gift in person, ensuring that nothing would go wrong.

Mr. Mingda lives in an academy outside the city of Nandu. He Dongchen led hundreds of soldiers, galloping on horseback, and the dust was flying all the way. On the way, he was delayed for several hours because of the broken bridge and detour, and he arrived at the foot of the mountain before sunset.

At this time, the academy was already empty, and the whole mountain was quiet, with a few cries from time to time, making it even more lonely.

He Dongchen pulled the reins, looked at the sky, turned the horse's head and said: "It's getting late, I'll go up the mountain to visit tomorrow."

"Yes." Hundreds of soldiers responded loudly, and as they turned around, the sound of horseshoes rumbled.

At this moment, a soldier turned around and found something, staring at a certain bush, shouted loudly: "Who is there! Sneaking!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately stopped and stared at the bushes vigilantly, and then found a touch of white clothes beside the bushes, the fabrics were not affordable for ordinary people.

He Dongchen squinted his eyes, raised a sharp arrow, and shot it precisely at his clothes.

There was an exclamation and rustling in the bushes, and a woman wearing a veiled hat came out after a while. She couldn't see her face clearly through the white veil, but she had a slender and graceful figure, with white and creamy skin on the back of her hands, she looked like a young woman.

Because the corner of the skirt was nailed to the ground by an arrow, she could only bend her body slightly, looking embarrassed.

When everyone saw that she was a delicate beauty, they laughed out loud.

Especially the way the charming beauty pulled out the arrow with all her strength, but couldn't pull it out, it was very cute.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over the woman's veiled hat, revealing her true face.

Everyone quieted down.

The soldiers swallowed, what a beautiful woman!

Wang Yi saw the woman's face clearly, and it was somewhat similar to Mr. Mingda's portrait when he was young. Thinking about his current position, he leaned into He Dongchen's ear and whispered: "This may be Mr. Mingda's only daughter, Mu Jing. Yuan."

He Dongchen understood, raised his hand to signal for everyone to be silent, then got off his horse and walked towards each other step by step.

Mu Jingyuan knew that these people riding tall horses full of evil spirits were the soldiers of the imperial court. She was desperate, knowing that she could not fly with wings, and she didn't want to be ruined by others, so she pulled a hairpin from her head, closed her eyes and swiped at her face .

With a sound of ding, the hairpin in her hand was blown away, and her mouth was in severe pain. Mu Jingyuan woke up suddenly, looked at the hairpin on the ground behind her, and looked back at the man in black who was close at hand. He was tall and handsome, Under the bath of the setting sun, there is a bit of gentleness.

Didn't it mean that the people of the country are all vulgar?

He Dongchen bent down, easily threw the arrow feathers that Mu Jingyuan could not shake, and threw them back into the quiver on the horse's back with precision.

Mu Jingyuan stared slightly, what a powerful technique!

The soldiers of the North Korea shouted: "Your Highness's arrow skills are like gods."

"That's right, on the day of the siege, they shot and killed more than 30 generals and soldiers of the Chen Kingdom."

Mu Jingyuan's face was pale, and she realized that this was a person from the enemy country, so she kept backing away while pinching her skirt.

He Dongchen frowned, told them to be quiet, and then comforted Mu Jingyuan and said, "Girl, don't be afraid. I will come to visit Mr. Mingda today. There is no malice, so you don't have to worry."

Mu Jingyuan's face turned even paler when she heard the words, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly: "Mr. Mingda has already left here, you are looking for the wrong one."

He Dongchen chuckled: "Miss Mu, you didn't look in the mirror when you lied, did you?"

When Mu Jingyuan heard him call her Miss Mu, she knew that her identity had been exposed, and she felt desperate.

"I don't mean anything malicious, Miss Mu, why don't you go down the mountain alone?" He Dongchen changed the subject.

Mu Jingyuan looked at the hundreds of soldiers behind her, and said, "My father is seriously ill, and I went down the mountain to find a doctor."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she descended the mountain, she bumped into the army of the North Korean army, and the corners of Mu Jingyuan's mouth were bitter.

When He Dongchen heard this, he asked Mr. Qing Mingda about his illness, and made people rush to find a doctor.

Now that things are up to now, there is no mention of visiting again tomorrow, and a group of people went up the mountain under the leadership of Mu Jingyuan.

Mu Jingyuan's heart was complicated and unspeakable, while she was afraid that she would bring a pack of evil wolves, but at the same time, she hoped that the other party could cure her father's illness.

Because he was so preoccupied, he didn't pay attention to his feet, stepped on the air and fell forward without noticing.

"Be careful." He Dongchen who was walking aside quickly pulled him up.

"Thank you." Mu Jingyuan withdrew her hand, looked at the uneven stone steps, and touched her chest with lingering fear. The next journey was honest and she didn't dare to be distracted.

Half an hour later, the gate of the academy loomed.

He Dongchen raised his head, looked at the four majestic characters of Qingshan Academy, and praised: "Good characters."

Mu Jingyuan curled her lips slightly: "This is my father's pen and ink."

"Mr. Mingda's good handwriting is well-known all over the world, and the court has also heard of it."

Mu Jingyuan listened to this, and saw the sincerity of what the other party said, without the slightest contempt for irony, she was relieved, looking at the appearance of this group of people, they didn't seem to be looking for trouble.

At this time, the academy was empty, and the teachers, students and servants had already been persuaded to leave. Because it was rumored that Chaoguo looked down on literati, Mu Mingda, as the head of the academy, was afraid that the students would be caught in a pot when they gathered in the academy, so he gritted his teeth and divided the books and let the students go away.

A group of people walked in the empty academy, bypassed the exquisite and elegant garden waterside pavilions, and finally stopped in an elegant courtyard.

He Dongchen only brought Wang Yi into the house and asked the others to guard the door.

Mu Jingyuan pushed open the door, saw her father who was unconscious on the bed, and ran over with small steps.

Wang Yi had a little understanding of Qihuang's technique, and followed with a few steps. He checked Mu Mingda's pulse under Mu Jingyuan's vigilant gaze, and said for a moment, "It's okay, I'll wake up tomorrow after drinking the medicine."

Mu Jingyuan's face softened slightly, she got up and bowed solemnly: "Thank you sir."

Wang Yi took a step back to avoid the ceremony, and said with a smile: "Miss Mu, if you want to thank, please thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Prince! Unbelievable flashed in Mu Jingyuan's eyes, the man in black at the head turned out to be the prince of Chaoguo!

Mu Jingyuan was not stupid, and soon realized the purpose of the other party's visit.

Now that the Chao Kingdom has annexed the Chen Kingdom, there is an urgent need to appease the hearts of the people and stabilize the situation.

The most effective way is to find a respected Confucian to endorse.

Mu Jingyuan looked at her unconscious old father on the bed, at a loss, with her father's reputation on one side and her father's life on the other.

Mu Jingyuan took a deep breath, suppressed her worries, and entertained everyone with a smile.

"Miss Mu don't have to be busy, let them go on their own." Seeing that the other party was about to prepare tea for the soldiers outside, He Dongchen stopped him.

Wang Yi echoed: "Your Highness is right, hundreds of people, how did you greet them?" Wang Yi thought, His Royal Highness seems to have a good attitude towards Mu Jingyuan, so Mu Jingyuan is likely to be the future Crown Princess with a noble status, How will these soldiers deal with themselves after doing this kind of rough work.

Mu Jingyuan stopped when she heard the words and did not persist.

Chen Guo had a lot of restraints on women. Unmarried women never went out of their homes. Mu Jingyuan was lucky to have an enlightened father who was not so restrained, but it was too embarrassing for her to deal with a group of big men.

An hour later, the soldiers brought back an old doctor from a nearby town.

The old doctor was panting with a big medicine box on his back, looked at a group of soldiers with hulking backs, and dared not say anything, his old face was flushed and trembling, he took Mu Mingda's pulse and prescribed the medicine, because he had mentioned the symptoms beforehand , the old doctor brought all the medicines that are suitable for the symptoms, and they can be decocted and taken immediately, without having to go back and forth.

Mu Jingyuan thanked the old doctor and stuffed a bank note.

The old doctor immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and when he went to the kitchen to order the decoction, he whispered to Mu Jingyuan: "Girl, the old man sees that these North Korean soldiers are fierce but not messy, you follow them, don't sing the wrong tune, nothing will kill you important."

The old doctor lives nearby, so he naturally knows about Qingshan Academy, and also knows that the man lying on the bed just now is the respected Mr. Mingda.

When Mu Jingyuan heard this, tears almost fell down, she took a breath and whispered: "I know."

Mu Jingyuan was worried about letting others cook the medicine, so she stayed in the small kitchen by herself. By the time they returned with the medicine, hundreds of soldiers had already lit a fire to cook, eating meat and drinking heavily.

Mu Jingyuan sniffed the smell of alcohol in the air, and then saw that two holes had been dug out under the peach tree in the corner, the corners of her mouth twitched.

Father's treasured wine...

Alas, don't mention it.

Mu Jingyuan struggled for a while, fed her father the medicine, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Someone stood behind him at some point, and Mu Jingyuan was startled when she turned around. After seeing He Dongchen's face clearly, she lowered her eyes and took a step back: "His Royal Highness."

With one hand behind his back, He Dongchen pointed at the food on the table sideways: "Be hungry, eat."

"I'm not hungry." After Mu Jingyuan finished speaking, her stomach grumbled.

The world suddenly fell silent.

The bragging of the soldiers outside was blocked.