The male concubine of the violent son

Ran Qinggu followed the maid into the inner hall, the servants in the inner hall were extremely busy, and the table was full of delicacies.

The concubine was full of smiles, and the slightly coquettish Danfeng's eyes were full of joy: "Come, Yu'er, sit next to mother."

Ran Qinggu obediently followed her to sit down, and after she sat down, she obediently said: "Mother, Yu'er feels that the royal family is upright, and the son has a first-class title. He is favored by the sage, and he is in charge of the Dali Temple." Qing, the future is limitless, and now he is young, and it is a good time to serve the Holy One and serve the country, so it must not be wasted."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Cheng Wang's son is arrogant and domineering, stubborn.

Although he was serving as Minister of Dali Temple, he almost turned Dali Temple into a brothel and gambling house. From time to time, he gambled and played songs and dances with criminals. The servant went to Dali Temple to order a dick, and he went to the brothel with his friends and went to the gambling house. He was known as the number one demon king of the Dasu Dynasty, but he enjoyed himself and became addicted to it.

Let this devil incarnation serve his country?

Don't be kidding, Beiman killed [-] surrendered soldiers back then, which made Beiman still hate Dasu now.

Even the emperor and lord can't control the demon king of the world, and the concubine actually told him not to waste his time?

It's really a big joke in the world.

Could it be that the concubine was raised in her boudoir to raise a fool.

The concubine's smile froze for a moment: "What does Yu'er think?"

Ran Qinggu smiled: "Since Yu'er is married to the son, he is the son of the son in life and death, and the affairs of the son are Yu'er's affairs. Yu'er has prepared thousands of books and the law of punishment and prison in Dali Temple for the son. Check it out in your spare time."

He had asked the servant girl before that this prince was born free and unrestrained, and he hated being imprisoned the most.

He admired girls who were wild and lively, and hated the pretentious and lifeless boudoirs who were full of fame and fortune.

He persuaded his son to study and serve his family and country, and work conscientiously for the court, which is [-]% in line with "pretentious, lifeless, full of fame, fortune and wealth".

He just wanted to make that Prince's son completely despise him, preferably to such an extent that even looking at him was disgusting.

The concubine's smile sank completely, and she said, "Yu'er, you have a heart."

The prince next to him also blew his beard and stared, with an angry look on his face.

If they can control this son, can they let him be so lawless?

"What a 'life and death is the person of this world'." A clear male voice sounded.

Ran Qinggu raised his eyes and saw that he was dressed in black and yellow, he was impeccably handsome, and his posture was loose and flamboyant...

Isn't this the person on the plum tree just now?

When King Cheng saw Shang Rongyu, his eyes burned with anger, and he roared, "Ni Zi, you dare to come back?"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves in a rage and wanted to beat Shang Rongyu.

King Cheng has always been steady and experienced, taciturn, and only his youngest son can make him so angry.

He can tame millions of heroes, but he cannot tame his own son.

The concubine quickly stood up and stood in front of Shang Rongyu: "My lord!"

King Cheng had a heart attack in the past two days, and cursed: "A loving mother is a loser, let's see what kind of son you have taught."

Shang Rongyu casually picked a grape from the grape tray carried by the maidservant, threw it into the sky, caught it with his mouth, and swallowed it: "Father, where is your daughter-in-law still here? If you frighten her, who will Why don't you accompany me to read those messy ancient books and laws of punishment and prison?"

Cheng Wang raised his hand to beat him, but then his hand was in the air, thinking he was hallucinating: "What did you just say?"

Shang Rong and raised his eyes to Ran Qinggu: "My son thinks what the concubine Shizi said is right, you must not waste your time, as the so-called husband and wife are one, if you think the concubine will not make this son too hard, she will be by your side, right? "

The princess was suddenly in a dream. Is her son going to make progress?

She quickly said, "That's natural."

She looked at Ran Qinggu with a full smile: "Yu'er, thank you for your hard work."

She wished that the two of them would spend more time together, that they would fall in love for a long time, and that she would hug her grandson sooner.

In those years, she was not able to conceive a son, and she was often ridiculed by Concubine Liu. Now if the eldest grandson of Cheng Wangfu is born of her son, it is the eldest grandson, and Concubine Liu will not die of anger.

Ran Qinggu: "..."

What does this have to do with him?

He just wanted to look good and despise him, so why did he become a servant of him?

At this time, didn't Shang Rongyu even scratch his heart?

Concubine Liu took pleasure in other people's misfortune.

I'm afraid that Bai Yu didn't know how he died, right?

The waiters gasped.

The prince is looking for an excuse to torment the concubine, right?

The Crown Princess will not be kicked out of the mansion so soon, will she?

At least for a month, right?They all took the coffin book to gamble.

==

In the study room, there is little incense in the three-headed golden unicorn incense burner, and the golden silk charcoal is burning vigorously in the brazier.

Shang Rong and leaning on the couch behind the desk, with a felt blanket on his lap, he was clutching a book in his right hand and flipping through it casually.Ran Qinggu sat on the desk farthest from him, with a book in front of him.

He was so cold that he didn't even want to hold out his hand.

He was always afraid of the cold, and when winter came, his hands, feet, and legs were as cold as ice, and his bones felt cold, causing a dull pain.

But now, Shang Rongyu deliberately punished him by moving all the charcoal fire in front of him, and there was nothing in front of him.

Although the earth dragon was burning in the room, the cold seemed to find a crack to penetrate every part of the body.

Shang Rong and Tiaomei ordered the servants: "I am cold in this world, move the brazier closer."

The two serving servants looked at each other. There were five braziers burning in the room, four of which were moved to the Shizi's feet, and the remaining one was a large stove, which was placed between the Shizi and the concubine. Do you want to take it away?

Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to put it all in front of Shizi?

The son really took great pains for the whole life and concubine.

The servants carried the brazier and placed it in front of Shang Rongyu.

Shang Rong and frowned, staring at the next person: "Do you want to roast this son to death?"

Two people dare not refute, trembling with fear and do not know what to do?

Shang Rongyu: "My son's feet are cold."

Two people had to carry the stove to Shizi's feet, where there were already three stoves.

Now the five stoves are all on Shizi's side, Shizifei's side is deserted, it looks very pitiful.

Ran Qinggu regretted not wearing a cloak just now, his legs were already numb from the cold.

Now he is wearing a light blue skirt and a white and blue embroidered jacket.

The costumes of the noble women of the Dasu Dynasty advocated gorgeous and loose clothing. There were many skirts for women. The skirts were either tied with ribbons at the waist or tied with silk threads at the underarms. Fairy dress.

This results in an easy ride below the legs.

The prince really hated him and thought of this method to punish himself.

Shang Rong and his right hand supported his head and looked at Ran Qinggu with great interest.

She didn't turn a page for a long time, so she was frozen.

Since it's so cold, why do you have to sit so far away?I have to pick a place farthest from him to sit...

"Is the imperial concubine feeling cold? You can get closer to this imperial concubine."

Ran Qinggu replied respectfully: "Back to Shizi, Yu'er is not cold."

Shang Rongyu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Oh? That's good, let me read the Great Criminal Law to my son, my eyes are tired."

Ran Qinggu had no choice but to stand up, took the criminal law book, and read it out in a trembling voice: "There are 43 cases of crimes of wounding, and there are wounds in beating people with disabled hands and feet, so blood, nose, mouth, stick thirty... one hundred crimes of wounding. Article [-], those who fight and injure others to death shall be hanged..."

Shang Rongyu said faintly: "You lost two. Four, wounding and maiming people and still able to work, three hundred lashes, handing in 300 taels of silver, No. 90 eight, destroying yin and yang (life|root) and sending them to the army for three Baili."

Ran Qinggu was very cold, he didn't even notice it himself, he didn't expect Shang Rongyu to memorize it, word for word.

This person is not like the foolish idiot in the legend.

Not only is he not stupid, but he is very smart.

Before he got married, he always thought that Prince Cheng would only rely on his family background to do whatever he wanted, that he was an incompetent waste who held power and bullied others, so he was confident that he could deal with him, now it seems...

He miscalculated.

Deal with this kind of person, have to be very careful.

Shang Rongyu walked down, "This kind of little thing, my son will be silent when he is ten years old. Thanks to you, you can figure it out and let this son make progress. If this son makes progress, there will be civil and military matters in the Manchu Dynasty. You can't just think about it." For myself, I must have a heart to save all sentient beings..."

He snatched the law from Ran Qinggu's hand, and inadvertently, he touched Ran Qinggu's hand.

It was icy cold, colder than the icicles hanging from the eaves.

"Why are your hands so cold?" He held Ran Qinggu's hand.

Frozen like this and still so far away from him, does he really treat him like a jackal?

Ran Qinggu was just startled by Shang Rongyu's bold words, and when Shang Rongyu held his hand suddenly, he shrank back instinctively, "Thank you, sir, for your concern."

Shang Rongyu picked up the cloak that was put aside and draped it over Ran Qinggu's body casually, dragging him to the stove, "Let's have a roast party, in case you are sick, the father, mother and concubine will have to scold me again."

Ran Qinggu said meekly: "Thank you, sir."

Shang Rongyu took Ran Qinggu's hand and put it on the stove to roast it, and rubbed it for him.

After several tosses, Ran Qinggu's hands finally warmed up.

At this time, the servants of the Wang's mansion rushed in, brought brocade quilts and put them on the couch for resting in the study. When they went out, they locked the door.

Before going out, the servant said in a serious manner: "My lord, the princess is afraid that others will disturb my son's study, so I ordered the servants to lock the study room and open the door again at Mao tomorrow morning. The princess also ordered that if the son is tired, he should rest with the concubine early. Don't be in a hurry to work hard, it's a big deal to conceive an heir sooner."

Ran Qinggu: "..."

The princess really took great pains in order to have a grandson.

After the boy finished speaking, he went to talk to the princess.

Because the two masters were locked in the study room, the servants who were serving them had nothing to do, so they were dragged to other places by the servants who were close to them, and whispered about the situation.

"Don't mention how miserable the princess is. I went to lock the door just now, and the prince pressed her hand to the fire to roast."

"Yes, yes, yes, I've seen it too. At first, the prince didn't give the concubine a charcoal fire, which made the concubine tremble from the cold, and even punished the concubine to study..."

"Also, the prince doesn't want to touch the concubine, even when he is studying, he makes the concubine sit at the farthest place from him."

The maid on the side covered her mouth in surprise.

The others were feeling emotional.

"The imperial concubine has completely provoked the imperial concubine."

"It's too miserable. On the wedding night, I was abandoned by the prince to go to the drunk red building to find prostitutes, and now..."

"It has been spread all over the capital that the concubine is ugly, but it is obvious that the concubine is so good-looking, much prettier than the oiran in Zuihonglou."

"Have you seen that oiran in Zuihonglou?"

"No."

……

"Taozi, what are you doing standing so high? Get down quickly." Chun'er smiled and waved to the eaves.

Tao Zi stood at the highest eaves of Chen Yu Pavilion, staring at the direction of Prince Cheng's study.

She was full of energy, like a bow and arrow with a taut string, as long as there was any movement on the pane over there, she would fly over to save her young master.

Chun'er saw that Taozi ignored her, so she smiled happily and went to tell the other maids: "The concubine and the prince can't catch cold when they come back from the consummation of the house. The first night of the new couple will be uncomfortable after all. There must be enough charcoal fire in the room, the bed must be soft, and the cushions must be full. Change it to cotton... Let the stove stew black-bone chicken with ice dates now, avoid spicy food, and replace the incense in the incense burner with purple herbs..."

Several maids said "yes" repeatedly and withdrew.

==

Cigarettes were swarming in the study, and Shang Rongyu stared at the closed door in a daze for a moment: "Mother Concubine is really..."

He glanced at Ran Qinggu, and exhaled: "Forget it, I'm tired, change clothes."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal Ran Qinggu to wait for him to change his clothes.

Ran Qinggu had figured this out a long time ago, but he didn't expect this step to come so fast, he still lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Shang Rong and Ran Qinggu froze in place, and asked: "What are you doing?"

Ran Qinggu walked over, untied his belt, and took off his robe.

Then he took off his shirt slowly.

When I take off the middle clothes, I can see the close-fitting underwear, the skin on the exposed chest is white and tight, the shoulders are wide, the waist is narrow and the legs are long, standing there, it is more powerful than the pines and cypresses in the winter snow.

Such a lean and powerful figure would never have grown into it without years of exercise.

This person's skill is more than a thousand times stronger than his.

Ran Qinggu felt disappointed.

He originally thought that becoming the son of the prince was an idiot, and he was not good at martial arts and martial arts. He only needed to play around a little, and he could get away with it. When he had to, he could kill the other party to save his life.

Looking at the situation now, he can only take one step at a time.

Shang Rong and seeing Ran Qinggu staring at him in a daze, smiled: "What? Is this king in good shape? The Crown Princess is so fascinated?"

Ran Qinggu hurriedly took a step back, and saluted: "Bai Yu knows that His Royal Highness has a sweetheart, and Bai Yu doesn't dare to climb high..."

When Shang Rongyu was about to ask "When will I have a sweetheart", he heard Ran Qinggu's plain and weak voice: "My son was forced to marry Bai Yu, it is really helpless, and Bai Yu was also forced to marry my son , Bai Yuwan dare not have unreasonable thoughts about His Royal Highness, and will never have unreasonable thoughts about His Royal Highness, so His Highness does not need to test Bai Yu, since Bai Yu promised to reconcile, he will definitely abide by the promise."

Shang Rongyu's expression sank: "Are you forced to marry this son?"

Bai Yu nodded: "The emperor bestowed the marriage, I was caught off guard, and I couldn't help myself, so I hope the Shizi Palace sympathizes."

An inexplicable sense of loss welled up in Shang Rong and his heart.

He didn't want to do anything to Bai Yu, but he was used to being served since he was a child, and he has the habit of ordering others around.

Depressed, he walked towards the bamboo couch behind the desk: "Hehe, you are a sensible person."

Ran Qinggu looked at the tall prince leaning on the bamboo couch, pulling the blanket to cover his body, with his little legs curled up.

Is this planning to let him sleep on the only bed in the study?