The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

There was a strange atmosphere spreading in Wuji Hall. None of the sitting ministers and nobles spoke, but the dancers in the hall were still dancing happily.

Everyone is looking at Pang Taishi, who is the Crown Prince and Tutor. He is a famous Confucian in Yan State and a model for scholars in the world. On weekdays, he is the most particular person who puts etiquette and justice first. If it is true as the prince said, then today he will be disgraced and reviled by the world.

The censors on the side were like hunting dogs that had smelled the smell of meat, staring secretly at Grand Master Pang in front of him. Ding You was unfilial to be a prostitute, so they could definitely be included in the book. The New Year's Eve has not yet passed, and the work targets for the new year have been met with a good start. I must thank Master Pang very much. The words of this book must be sharper. At this time, the first draft of the memorial in the minds of several people is Finished.

But Taishi Pang stood there, feeling as if he had fallen into a three-foot ice cave. Nowadays, things that are degrading to gentlemen and Ding You and prostitutes are no longer things that scare him. What he is afraid of is the way the prince looks at him and those words that are not a place for romance.

Indeed, the time when he had sex with the courtesan, it was not in the fireworks brothel, but in a villa that he secretly purchased.

But there were very few people present at that time, and all of them were his confidants. It can even be said that he has not even told his son about the existence of that courtyard. So how did the prince know and clearly know what he did in that courtyard? So there must be a prince among the closest people around you, so does the prince know everything you say and do? He felt as if he had been stripped naked now, feeling the cold eyes of Yan Sinian above him in this hall.

He has not been in the court for three years. Except for some former scholars and some students who are still serving as officials, it can be said that he has no real power. He knows very well that his biggest support is that he is the prince's teacher. As long as the prince respects If you follow yourself, you will always be superior to others. Therefore, in order to make the emperor pay attention to himself as the prince's teacher, he often used the excuse of thinking about the prince before, and he was very suppressive in his words, making the emperor feel that the prince still had a lot to learn.

But someone like him, who only has knowledge but no real power, actually has a prince beside him. What about the other courtiers who hold great power?

Originally, he had heard that the prince had infiltrated his confidants into the three provinces and six ministries, and even revealed his identity. He also thought that the prince was still young and too immature, how could he let his own people go so blatantly? At the hands of others. Now it seems that the prince's skill in building the plank road openly and secretly crossing Chencang is really beautiful. Those people are just a cover on the surface, there may not be many people secretly, they are all the prince's people!

As expected of the Grand Master who has spent his whole life studying the emperor's mind and teaching two princes. After he calmed down, he quietly raised his eyes and looked around. All the people in the palace showed contempt for him. He even looked like he was laughing. He sneered in his heart, after tonight, he will definitely be ruined, but so will everyone else. Now that you are laughing at me, no one will be able to escape in the end.

Master Pang faced the contemptuous looks of the people around him, knelt down and kowtowed three times. After getting up tremblingly, it was visible to the naked eye that his whole body was decadent, and all the energy in his body was gone in an instant. He sat back in his seat, his head lowered like that, his body trembling slightly.

Just then, a laugh came from the seat on the other side. Everyone looked up and saw that this person was Shouchang Hou Xiaolin. They heard him smile and say: "Life is romantic and beautiful, what a blessing it is to be accompanied by beautiful women. Why is it so shameful to be polite? It's passed, it's passed. Today's Wuji Palace A banquet with wine, meat and beautiful women." He pointed at the artists performing in the middle of the hall and continued: "Don't let down such a wonderful performance, everyone should be happy. Let's drink, drink."

This Shouchang Hou Xiao Lin was a well-known dandy in the capital. The Xiao family was also a famous family at that time. Even when the Holy Patriarch was conquering the country, he used all his wealth to support it. However, after the world became peaceful, the Xiao family was the only one left. Xiao Lin is in this lineage. When it came to Xiao Lin's father's generation, there was only one single son left. His father, Shouchang Hou, gave birth to an only son, Xiao Lin. It can be said that he was a sprout in the world, not to mention the Shouchang Hou Mansion. How pampered he was, even other mansions in the entire capital kept him at arm's length, fearing that if any naughty child in the family was ignorant and hurt him, the Xiao family would be extinct in a hundred years.

When Xiao Lin was 13 years old, he began to be a frequent visitor to all the brothels in the capital. He kept fans and supported actors. He often fought with other patrons because of these people. The main reason was that no one dared to hit him. When a person is angry, he just hits the people around him to vent his anger, and he has to be careful not to touch him. So every now and then, someone came to complain to his father. His father was so angry that he would often chase him around the city with a whip. Later, his father had no choice but to buy a concubine for him and keep him at home.

When he reaches the age where he wants to marry, no other daughter is willing to marry him. His father had no other choice, so he brought home the spiritual tablet of his cousin who died young in aunt Xiaolin's house, and took over the position of his head wife. On the surface, it's about being engaged at a young age, and I can't bear to see her daughter's soul disappear. He also found someone to spread the word behind his back, saying that his son was careless, so he would not bring trouble to the noble ladies in the city.

In the future, the concubines in the backyard of his Xiaolin home, no matter who gave birth to the child, or whether the child was a boy or a girl, would record the child in the name of his late wife. I don’t know if it’s because the young Marquis was too romantic when he was young, but he still hasn’t given birth to a son and a half daughters. When his father passed away, he was very sorry for this, and even left a message, asking him to stay at home to give birth to a child. If he did not give birth to an eldest grandson, he would not be allowed to go out.

After all, he listened to his father's words. After his father died, he really stopped going out. He has long disappeared from the Hualiu Street in the capital, but his legend has always been there. If it weren't for this grand banquet in the palace, and the royal decree. He may still be hanging out with his concubines at home.

Emperor Jingtian looked at Shouchang Hou who had stirred up the atmosphere, smiled and nodded.

"Marquis Shouchang is right. It's the Chinese New Year and everyone should be happy. Su Laiguang will add a jug of good wine to each table."

"Here!" Su Laiguang nodded in agreement.

The ministers thanked the emperor in unison, but they almost cursed in their hearts. Since your son came in, he has killed a whole family of a minister of Zhongshu and ruined the reputation of the imperial master. Of course, this is nothing like killing his whole family. There is a difference. No one dared to answer the call now, for fear that the prince would point out some unknown facts about themselves, except for the generous Hou Changhou.

Emperor Jingtian turned his head and looked at Yan Sinian, only to see him secretly picking up the vegetables in her bowl with chopsticks when the little palace maid turned to talk to the little eunuch next to her. How does Emperor Jingtian like this son now? Even when he sees him stealing other people's food, he feels like he is as cute as a naughty boy (this word may be a bit inappropriate, but I am stuck on the word, you understand the meaning) Bar!).

The emperor turned back to look at the imperial concubine beside him and asked: "My dear concubine, didn't you say there was some kind of show? What is it?"

The imperial concubine's thoughts had not stopped since the beginning of the banquet. She looked coldly at the demise of Mr. Cao's family and the silence of Master Pang. While the prince was chatting and laughing, two people were missing from the court. She had a feeling that something might go wrong with her plan today, but the plan had already started, but it was not too late to stop it. But she didn't know how to choose, stop or not? She was very tangled in her heart, with some claws scratching her heart. At this moment, she heard the emperor calling her, and the imperial concubine immediately looked at the emperor with a smile.

"Your Majesty, today is New Year's Eve. There are many noble ladies in the capital who want to perform for Your Majesty, so that Your Majesty can see the style of my daughter Dayan's family." The smile on the imperial concubine's face became even brighter.

"Your Majesty! Don't look at our Dayan girls who don't leave the boudoir on weekdays. They are good at playing, playing, playing, playing and singing. You have to take a good look at her!"

The imperial concubine initially arranged for the noble girl to perform because she wanted to find a good-looking successor for her son, the eighth prince. The princess before the eighth prince was a young lady from the Wusun family in the family.

The Wusun family is not a top-notch family in the capital. Their ancestral home is in Wushang and they are the largest businessmen in the area. Their family's property is involved in all five elements and eight industries. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are as rich as the country. At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, his family's ancestors donated more money than the previous dynasty's treasury confiscated at that time, so they were granted the title of Yishanbo and lost their business status. This is also the reason why his daughter can marry the eighth prince, and the eighth prince is not so much marrying a wife, but marrying with the money of Uncle Yishan's family.

After the eighth prince's concubine passed away, the ladies from the top aristocratic families were not willing to succumb to the young ladies from the Wusun family, so the noble concubine gave up her thoughts of marrying another noble daughter for her son, and thought of finding someone in the family of a powerful minister. A lady from an official family with a gentle temper and outstanding appearance.

However, when she notified the various governments of her request to perform in front of the palace, very few people signed up. The aristocratic family was okay, but the powerful ministers believed that their daughter was a boudoir girl who usually stayed close to home, but she showed off in front of others. This is the behavior of an actor, absolutely unacceptable.

When the imperial concubine heard about this, she thought about canceling the performance. The worst she can do is spend some money, prepare an extra batch of purses, and give them to the ladies. When they come to thank them, she can take a closer look at them. Otherwise, she really has no chance to see these things. Official lady. But she didn't expect that as soon as the news spread that His Majesty was going to select someone for the Crown Prince's East Palace, more than half of the people would sign up, which made her very angry. He also called the eighth prince into the palace and scolded him. Accusing him of not making progress, besides the title of a prince, there is nothing else, and the eighth prince can't compare, otherwise why would she be so embarrassed. At that time, the Eighth Prince replied, "We are not competing for anything, just faces. You have given me a face like that. Let's see who the noble ladies in the capital choose."

The mother and son had an unhappiness over this matter before. Now that they met again in the palace, more than half of the girls in the boudoir were wearing pink makeup. The imperial concubine was already very angry. After hearing His Majesty's question, she naturally wanted to let her go. These people who want to enter the East Palace should make a show of themselves.