The general will eat grass

His Majesty's good mood was ruined, so he decided to go to the harem to find a concubine to listen to a ditty.

Marquis of Changle, Zhao Shouyi, was worried all day long about revitalizing the Zhao clan in Wuyang, which was nothing to worry about.But Dingguo's mansion is three generations of generals, holding a hundred thousand Tiangang army that only obeys orders from the Feng family, and is quite famous among the people.

His Majesty the Emperor has to guard against Dingguo Mansion!

His Majesty the Emperor liked Feng Jingde's request to marry a man.Let's not talk about anything else, let's take this morning, several adults participated in the performance of Feng Jingde, which violated the rules of human ethics, so angry that Duke Ding turned into a big black face, and made His Majesty the emperor happy for a long time.

The reason... His Majesty's imperial aunt happened to be Dingguogong Feng Zhaohui's mother. When he was a child, he was often beaten by Dingguogong. When he grew up, he became emperor, and Feng Zhaohui would point his nose and scold him when he got angry.Today, his ninety-five-year-old face has finally been recovered in front of this cousin.

So proud!Look, without my support for your family, you will become the "public enemy" of the whole court!

His Majesty the Emperor was very satisfied with the farce in the early court.

--- Xiaoshouqiu's collection in depression ---

Madam Hou's Peony Court.

Lord Hou of Changle rarely had time to play chess with his wife, and the two were fighting inextricably, when Madam Zhao suddenly came from outside the house, she bowed first to salute Lord Hou, then looked at Mrs Hou, with a look of hesitation And stop.

Mrs. Hou glanced at her, and said indifferently: "If Madam has something to say, just say it, there is nothing that Master Hou can't listen to."

"This..." Zhao Momo was quite embarrassed, "It's about the second young lady..."

Chang Lehou was surprised, he asked amusedly, "What's wrong with Lanzhi?"

Master Hou asked, and Mother Zhao couldn't hide it anymore, so she told the story of Zhao Lanzhi throwing things and beating people in the house, back and forth.

Changlehou frowned, and threw the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard, "Does this girl hate being married?" He knew that his second daughter often bullied Zhao Yuansong, and he only thought she was standing out for Song'er.Now that the emperor has given Zhao Yuansong a marriage, she still treats him like this, is it because she is jealous that he can marry into the first-class duke's mansion?If the scouts of the Emperor's Inspector's Office found out about this, he would have nothing to do with being a goddaughter. Seriously, the Emperor would suspect whether he was dissatisfied with the marriage offer.

Mrs. Hou got up: "Master Hou, don't be angry, this concubine is going to see Lanzhi right now."

Marquis Changle stopped her, turned to Zhao Mama and said, "Mama, let's go for a while, and just say what Ben Hou said, 'A man of pretense, Yuan Ting and Qiu Zhi, can only sing like a phoenix and rise to the sun.'"

"Yes."

After Madam Zhao left, Mrs. Hou sat back in her original seat and asked gently, "Feng Ming Chaoyang...Does Master Hou want to?"

Chang Lehou's eyes flashed, he picked up the chess piece he had thrown on the chessboard, landed it on a particularly important position on the chessboard, and said slowly: "Prince Pingnan, he is seventeen this year."

Mrs. Hou thought for a while, then nodded, "I heard that this prince is a genius in culture and martial arts."

The two kings with different surnames were both heroes who rebelled with Tai-zu back then. Due to their current inaction, their ambitions have already been nourished and fattened.The eldest daughter of Changle Hou, Zhao Xueling, married into the Zhenbei Palace eight years ago. Now, the second daughter, Zhao Lanzhi, is also old, and Zhao Shouyi wants to marry her into the Pingnan Palace.

Mrs. Hou was very happy. No matter which daughter became the mother of a country in the future, it would be her pride.

Thinking of this, she didn't care much about Zhao Yuansong being given a marriage, but she had to do things well, she said softly: "I received a post from Mrs. Ding Guogong today, and she said that after three days, I will follow up with you next time." Zifeng Jingde came to hire together. It seems that the Dingguo government is very satisfied with marrying a man. What does Hou Ye think about this?"

Changlehou smiled and said: "It's just for the people above to see." He picked up another piece from the chessboard and played with it in his hands, "It's good for Zhao Yuansong to marry. After a while, Song'er can come back."

"Master Hou said..." Mrs. Hou wept with joy. She hadn't seen her own son for several years. For Changle Hou Mansion, his son was sent away at such a young age, and he was only sent home once or twice a year. letter.

Chang Lehou put down the chess pieces, stretched out his hand and patted the back of his wife's hand, and comforted him: "Madam, you have worked hard all these years!"

"It's not hard, Master Hou is also here to let our son grow up safely!" The couple talked for a while, and after Mrs. Hou's mood stabilized, she talked about Zhao Yuansong's marriage. "Three days later, Dingguo's mansion will come to hire. I have already made a dowry list and a list of people who will come to the palace to watch the ceremony. The Marquis will take a look to see if there are any omissions."

Marquis Changle: "Madam, I can rest assured that she will never lose the face of Marquis Changle's mansion. The Wuyang family..."

Mrs. Hou immediately nodded, "I know it myself."

Wuyang only informs the patriarch and invites a few elders from the Qinhou Mansion.

---Wedding countdown for collection---

In the 12th year of Jianping, October 22 of the lunar calendar, the weather was fine, and Yong'an City was full of people eating melons along the line from Baihu East Street to Qingluan West Street.Because this day was the day when the Duke Dingguo's mansion made an appointment, Changying General Feng Jingde personally led troops to escort 64 to carry the betrothal gifts, and went to the Marquis of Changle.

These betrothal gifts were covered with red cloth, and they were bulging. I don't know what they contained. Seeing how heavy the porter's shoulders were, I knew that every betrothal gift was definitely not light.

Changlehou Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the head butler yelled at his servants to sweep the stone path from the gate to the main hall again.Nanny Zhao supported Mrs. Hou to sit in the main hall, and asked the little girl to wipe the table for a while, and told them to put the large floor-standing vase in a more suitable position.

"Is the hour up?" Mrs. Hou asked Mother Zhao.

Zhao Momo looked at the sky and nodded, "Here we are, the guests are about to enter the door."

Mrs. Hou raised her voice and said, "Butler Shi, call the fourth young master and ask him to come to the main hall to greet him."

The butler hurriedly walked to the entrance of the main hall, bowed to Mrs. Hou and promised, and then went to the small courtyard of Zizhu.He tidied up his jacket while walking, and turned his head to tell his confidant Fubao who was following behind, "Go to the kitchen and see if the refreshments for the entourage of Duke Ding's mansion are ready."

"Yes." Fu Bao's attitude was perfunctory.

The big steward stopped and scolded: "Little bastard, go as soon as you are told, how many times have I told you, don't take the fourth young master seriously. Besides, entertaining Dingguo's mansion, it is for the face of our Marquis. , don’t be careful, if something goes wrong, Madam will be held accountable, don’t blame me for letting you do it alone!”

"Abao knows, let's go right away." Then Fubao hurried to the kitchen.

Steward Shi snorted, disgusted with his ignorance.Turn around and trot to Zizhu Courtyard, stand at the entrance of the main room, clear your throat and sing a report: "The auspicious time is here, please invite the Fourth Young Master to the main hall to receive the ceremony." , It is possible to meet with guests and prospective bridegrooms.

At this time, the Changle Hou Mansion opened its main gate to welcome the first batch of guests.

At the intersection of Qingluan East Street, horseshoes and gongs and drums sounded. Hearing the movement, Steward Shi called the boy to prepare to set off firecrackers. When the firecrackers exploded, Feng Jingde was wearing a purple auspicious suit and riding a tall black horse. Came on the ground full of red heroes.

The door is wide open, and there are people inside and outside the door.Zhao Yuansong was dressed in purple bamboo-colored brocade with white edges and a white jade belt, which outlined his slender figure.Standing in the main hall and looking at the gate, he saw a uniform team of war horses, passing through the colorful falling flowers blasted by firecrackers.Feng Jingde, who was the leader, got off his mount and looked up at him from afar.The vigorous general, dressed in auspicious clothes, also has a biting air. The six soldiers behind him, all of them are majestic and sturdy. Straight to the hearts of the people.

The melon-eaters around started a hot discussion about the general and his party, as well as the dowry of the 64 units lined up to the end of the street. They all said that the previous rumors in the market were wrong, and it was obvious that General Changying had a deep-rooted affection for Zhao Xiaowan.

The third master who was standing at the door to welcome the guests smiled sincerely when he saw the number of betrothal gifts. He felt that even if Dingguo's mansion was acting, he had given Zhao Yuansong enough face in front of others. embarrass him.He took a few steps forward, took a woman in charge of the Hou Mansion, and politely invited Mrs. Ding Guogong to enter the Changle Hou Mansion.

Steward Shi laughed so hard when he saw this recruitment battle, he didn't know that he was only for the fourth young master, and he was still sighing secretly that the Hou's mansion had a century-old foundation, and even Dingguo's mansion, one of the three lords, You have to give enough face.As the chief steward of this mansion, he showed his face this time, and his reputation will definitely rise accordingly.

Zhao Yuansong at the entrance of the main hall stared blankly at Feng Jingde, who was so handsome that all the girls in the city could fall for him. He followed his mother and walked in through the main entrance with his own soldiers.Zhao Yuansong's heart jumped more vigorously as his footsteps approached.He couldn't help holding his breath, only his male god was left in his eyes.

Feng Jingde walked up to him, and gently placed his big hand on his head, with all the emotions hidden in his dark eyes, he said softly: "I'm here."

Zhao Yuansong opened his mouth and only choked out two words: "...General."

General Changying walked all the way, and the sharpness between his brows remained unabated. He was like a blood-drinking sword, bloodthirsty, cold, and chilling.However, it may be that Zhao Yuansong, who was standing in front of him, looked so silly that he pleased him, only to see the corners of his mouth curled up quickly, and then disappeared, a smile that was as short-lived as a flash in the pan.

Zhao Yuansong, who caught his smile, became even more stupid. He shook his lips and muttered in a low voice: "General, you laughed."

Feng Jingde raised his eyebrows slightly, amused and helpless, he bent his index finger and scratched his nose lightly, and said in a low voice, "Calm down."

God, God!This is his god!Zhao Yuansong was so excited that he wanted to pluck green onions and jump on dry land.

"Hmm!" Mrs. Ding Guogong was embarrassed, she was still waiting for her son to greet Changle Hou and his wife with her.However, she didn't expect that the well-known little dandy in Yong'an looks quiet and good-looking, especially because of his black grape-like eyes, which are very clean and full of affection.

Her son is also very sincere to the young boy, what is going on?

Zhao Yuansong felt embarrassed when he heard Mrs. Dingguo's voice, but he saluted her generously.Mrs. Dingguo saw that he was not flattering or pretentious, and her eyes were still full of shyness, and her favorability for him immediately increased a lot, and she felt that this little dude was not that useless.

Feng Jingde returned to his mother, and after his mother had greeted Chang Lehou and his wife, he only gave a half salute to Chang Lehou, his eyes were clear and cold, suppressing contempt.