Datang Fenghua Road

The eldest grandson Wuji is an old fox, and King Zhenping is not only the lord of the country, but he is also much older than him. Although he questioned the other party in a tone of voice, he was not angry at all, but respectfully said: "Your Majesty Xinluo, what do you want to do? Grandpa, there is only one Marquis of Jingyang in the world, and the first child was not born by a Han wife, but from your daughter of Xinluo, do you think this is a big profit?"

"The first child, doesn't that mean? The eldest son..." King Zhenping's eyes lit up. Although he was old and frail, his eyes were bright.

Zhangsun Wuji nodded slowly and said solemnly: "The queen of our country personally wrote down the silk book and bestowed Princess Deshan as one of Jingyang Houping's wives. The son she gave birth is naturally the eldest son."

King Zhenping stood up from the carriage, turned his head and shouted to the guards: "You will turn around quickly, and the horse will gallop back to the country. Order the Ministry of Households to transfer the treasury immediately and send the 1000 million coins over."

While speaking, he put his hand into his bosom, took out a golden token and threw it to the guard, and then said: "Order the queen to open the royal treasury, take a cart of Laoshan ginseng, ten carts of mink fur, and 10 taels of gold. 20 volumes of silk and silk, all supplies must be delivered within ten days, and this king will give his grandson a big meeting gift."

Such a big hand, worthy of being an emperor, no matter how small the country is, he is still an emperor.

Zhangsun Wuji was a little jealous, and the dozen or so princes next to him also swallowed.Old Cheng tutted and murmured, "His grandma's is really more popular than anyone else. Look at this old man, and then look at his son's old man. Why is the gap so big? My son and Han Yue are still married. Brother, why is the difference so big..."

Next to him, Qin Qiong jumped up with a kick, and scolded: "Shut your stinky mouth, if you don't talk, no one will be dumb."

Lao Cheng was stunned for a while, his eyes caught a glimpse of Qin Qiong's livid face, while the eldest grandson Wuji beside him was laughing meaningfully, a flash of light flashed in Lao Cheng's mind, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and said, "Second brother is right. , I was talking nonsense just now, I really should be beaten, I should be beaten...Ahahaha, let's welcome His Majesty Silla into the city first, then the cold weather is not the way to entertain guests."

It is obvious that certain things are not a small threat to make Datang's No.There is no other reason, but because Li Shimin just gave Cheng Chumo a marriage, and the person assigned is Princess Qinghe, so Li Shimin is Cheng Chumo's father-in-law.

Just now, Lao Cheng opened his mouth and said that his son's father-in-law is not as good as Han Yue's father-in-law. If these words are hyped up by someone with a heart, it will be resentment and dissatisfaction with the royal family.

King Zhenping glanced deeply at Lao Cheng, he was the emperor of Silla, and he didn't care about the affairs of the Tang Dynasty.However, since these people are with their son-in-law, they should be a faction. The old man smiled and said lightly: "Lu Guogong doesn't need to worry, if someone uses this sentence to plan you, the old man will definitely explain it to His Majesty the Tang in handwriting. On the day of my son's wedding, I, Silla, will also send envoys to congratulate him."

Love the house and Wu, this is the support.Lao Cheng was stunned for a while, then quickly bowed his hands and said solemnly, "The lord of the country is very kind and righteous, and Cheng Zhijie is inexplicably grateful."

King Zhenping smiled slightly, but instead of accepting Lao Cheng's thanks, he turned his eyes to the towering Shenyang City, and said meaningfully: "I'm going to enter the city soon, this king should take a good look at this city, is it worth keeping my grandson? down."

These words had deep meaning, and all the princes were startled. Li Ji tentatively asked, "Your Majesty Silla, what do you mean by this?"

"This king, I have no children in my life..." King Zhenping said lightly.

The emperor has no sons, so there is no heir in the country. All the people present are the Dukes of the Tang Dynasty.

King Zhenping's words clearly wanted the child born by Jin Ling'er to return to the country to inherit the throne. Lao Cheng and everyone looked at each other in dismay, but Wuji, the eldest grandson next to him, was annoyed and said loudly, "Your Majesty Xinluo, please take back your thoughts, son of the Marquis of Jingyang. You must not go to Silla, and your Majesty will never agree to it.”

"Then the king will go to Li Shimin to fight." King Zhenping's eyes turned cold, and he said with a tough face: "Although the Tang Dynasty is the upper country, it must also adhere to the etiquette. This king has no children, I originally thought Silla The royal family will cut off the male roots in my generation, but I can't think of God's mercy, and this grandson says I have to earn it."

He glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji and said loudly: "Han Yue is just a prince, if his son-in-law stays in the Tang Dynasty, he can only be named a county man in Dingtian, but it is different in my Silla, I will let my grandson To become the emperor of Silla, this matter is not afraid of trouble with Li Shimin. Although he is the emperor of the Central Plains, he is not qualified to take care of the family affairs of his subjects."

The eldest grandson Wuji looked strange, Lao Cheng and the others also looked at each other, Li Ji looked around carefully, and saw that there were no outsiders in a radius of ten meters, the Tang military god said with deep meaning: "Your Majesty, the son of the Marquis of Jingyang has a noble status, I am afraid The throne you gave may not be worthy of him..."

Some words can be stopped, King Zhenping was slightly startled, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

Don't underestimate an emperor. Those who can ascend to the throne are mostly intelligent and can always infer a lot from bit by bit.

"Even if Li Shimin comes, this king will fight!" After a long time, the old man's face showed a firm look again, very firm.

Chapter 282 This child can be surnamed Jin

Fighting with Li Shimin for a grandson, there are probably not many people in the world who dare to say so, but King Zhenping not only said it, but also wants to do it based on the posture.

Li Ji sighed, cupped his hands and said, "His Majesty Xinluo has such great ambitions, and the Lord of the country admires him very much. But we can't help, the affairs of the royal family are not for me and other subjects to intervene."

His words had basically leaked a lot of information, and he almost told the other party that Han Yue was of royal blood, King Zhenping was not a fool, and in fact there were spies in the Tang Dynasty from all over the world, and they all knew about certain gossip about the court.

King Zhenping glanced at Li Ji meaningfully, and said lightly: "The blood of the royal family is naturally noble. Since Han Gaozu issued the covenant of 'not Liu is not the king, the world will fight together', you have changed several generations of royal families in the Central Plains for thousands of years, and In Silla, however, I have always been headed by the surname Jin. Based on this alone, this king dares to compete with Li Shimin."

Mingren doesn't need to talk too much, the implication is very clear, you will change the dynasty at any time in the Central Plains, but I, Silla, are stable. For the safety of future generations, Han Yue's descendants should also go to Silla to be the emperor.

However, this matter is very difficult to succeed. Li Shimin said he disagreed with him, but Changsun Wuji first jumped out to object. Uncle Guo said with a cold face: "Your Majesty Silla, although the Duke of this country is not a royal family, he is an upright and upright relative of the Tang Dynasty. State relatives, if you want the eldest son of Marquis Jingyang to change his surname, don’t even think about it, even if I agree with His Majesty, my Duke will also object."

Changsun Wuji is indeed qualified to refute.

In terms of seniority, he is Han Yue's uncle, that is, the uncle of Han Yue's eldest son. In ancient times, people valued their parents' uncle the most, and sometimes he spoke more forcefully than his father.

King Zhenping glanced at him and said indifferently: "This king does not agree with what Zhao Guogong said..."

Zhangsun Wuji snorted coldly and cupped his hands: "I don't want to speculate for a long time. The prince of this country put his words here today. In the future, His Majesty Silla will fight for children, and the prince of this country will be the first to dispute with you."

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight each other, Li Ji and the others looked at each other in dismay. Lao Cheng touched Qin Qiong and said in a low voice, "Second brother, Jing'er is also a flat wife. You are also a relative according to your status.

Qin Qiong sighed, shook his head and said, "I can't persuade him, can't you see that your Majesty Xinluo is unlucky, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time."

Lao Cheng was stunned and looked back subconsciously. He looked at it carefully for a long time, and sure enough, there was some darkness between King Zhenping's eyebrows.

Ancient generals have the ability to observe words and colors. This is not the meaning of slapping horses as understood by modern people, but refers to the observation of other people's complexion and complexion, and then to calculate the person's fortune and lifespan.

"It's really unlucky. Looking at the posture, it seems that I can't live for a month..." Lao Cheng murmured, and said in a low voice: "Silla has no crown prince. If King Zhenping suddenly died, it would be a little bad."

Qin Qiong glanced at him and sighed softly: "So the old man can't go up to persuade him, if I guess correctly, the reason why King Zhenping is in a hurry to come to Shenyang City is because he misses his children, and secondly, he is afraid of things behind him. I want to bring Princess Deshan back to China."

"Then what should I do?" Lao Cheng was a little worried, he looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "You and I both know that Han Yue is His Majesty's eldest son. The first grandson of the third generation. If King Zhenping brings Princess Deshan back to China, wouldn't the child be born in a foreign country?"

"Life and death are important matters, and everyone must be in awe. King Zhenping's time is short. If he insists strongly, I guess our majesty will agree to his request..."

"But the eldest grandson also said that, he will speak out against it."

"It's useless for him to object. Although Jin Ling'er and Han Yue are actually married, they didn't have a big wedding. To put it bluntly, this is called elopement. King Zhenping is qualified to bring his daughter home." Qin Qiong said this. Somewhat annoyed, Jin Linger did not have a big wedding, and his niece also did not have a big wedding, so he followed Han Yue so unclearly. .

Lao Cheng was speechless and sighed softly.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and gradually entered the city gate with the frame of King Zhenping.

At this moment, Han Yue and Jin Ling'er had also finished fighting and were waiting for everyone inside the city gate. King Zhenping suddenly ordered the carriage to stop. The 60-year-old Silla emperor slowly got off the carriage, saying meaningfully : "The old man hasn't wandered on foot for many years. Today, I suddenly became interested. Can my son-in-law accompany me for a walk?"

The implication was that he wanted to walk alone with Han Yue.

Zhangsun Wuji was startled in his heart, and stopped him: "His Majesty Xinluo has been running all the way, and his face is full of wind, frost and smoke. Let's go back to the residence and rest for a while."

"The old man is not tired, I just want to walk!" King Zhenping didn't even look at him, he dismissed it lightly, and then continued to ask Han Yue, "Xian-in-law, would you like to accompany the old man for a walk?"

Calling himself an old man and calling Han Yue a virtuous son-in-law is to give up his status as an emperor and focus on family affairs alone. The eldest grandson Wuji was very impatient, but Han Yue didn’t know the way, he laughed and agreed, and said cheerfully: “Since you Open your mouth to invite, the boy has to accompany you to walk around no matter what you say."

While speaking, he touched Jin Ling'er lightly and said softly, "Go home and prepare, let Doudou and the others cook for you, and let's have a good dinner for father at noon."

"Don't worry, I haven't eaten anything in my life. I didn't come here all the way to eat and drink. Ling'er also stayed, your husband and wife will accompany me for a walk..."

He subconsciously looked back at Li Ji and the others, and found that everyone had a strange look, especially the face of the eldest grandson Wuji, who was obviously a white-faced old man, but now it is black Like the bottom of a pot.

"Husband!" Jin Ling'er gently pulled Han Yue.

"Ahahaha, my father-in-law has a life, how dare my son-in-law refuse to obey, come and come, I will help you to walk, let's have a good walk."

King Zhenping nodded, but he didn't refuse Han Yue's help. Weng and husband-in-law walked slowly along the road, and the little girl followed lightly.

"The old man wants to follow him!" Zhangsun Wuji raised his foot and was about to step forward, but Qin Qiong next to him stretched out his hand to hold him and persuaded: "Leave them some time, this matter can't be forced, Han Yue's temper is not good. Great, don't piss him off."

"Is this old man afraid of him?" The eldest grandson Wuji raised his brows, blew his beard and stared, and said angrily, "According to his seniority, he has to call me uncle..."