After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

Tangjing City, Dingguo Duke's Mansion.

The red and vermilion lacquered door was tightly closed, only a small door was opened at the base of the wall, completely showing the appearance of closing the door to thank guests.

And just a few steps away from the gate of the mansion——

A solemn guard of honor, carriages, canopies, and silk banners fluttering. A chariot is surrounded by heavy guards. The chariot is surrounded by several servants. The red curtain is hidden by the window, revealing half of the body of the person in the chariot. shape.

It turned out that a distinguished guest was stopped outside the door.

The elite cavalry accompanying the escort could keep silent, but there were also some who couldn't bear the heat and cold treatment, and stared viciously at the plaque with gold letters on the black background.

"I've been following His Highness the Crown Prince for all these years, and I've never seen someone who takes Giotto so big. How can he be so negligent just because he has some military merits?"

"Duke Dingguo has made outstanding achievements and has a high prestige in the army. Didn't you see His Highness and didn't say anything?"

"No matter how outstanding he is, he has already been recalled to Kyoto because of his disobedience on the battlefield. He only said that he was injured and returned to Beijing to recuperate, but who doesn't know..."

The deliberately suppressed voice of discussion drifted with the wind, and spread into the chariot impartially.

Different from the cramped space in the ordinary sedan chair, which is so cramped that it is difficult to turn around, the chariot dedicated to the prince is astonishingly spacious and comfortable. Xie Heng, who was spurning the luxurious life of the feudal nobles, frowned slightly after hearing these words.

Another bloody fact reminded him that he seemed to have become the unlucky person with the same name and surname as himself in a book.

Still an impressive wretch.

The book he had just read was in the middle of the Qi Dynasty, the emperor was incompetent and extravagant, and he was crazily suspicious of the important officials in the court, so that the rebels fled in a panic when they reached the door of his house, ruining half of the Qi Dynasty.At a critical juncture, the protagonist Xie Zhiyao made a brilliant debut, turned the tide and cleaned up the mess, continuing the Qi Dynasty Guozuo for another 200 years.

And the prince of the Qi Dynasty, who has the same name and surname as Xie Heng, is the biggest cannon fodder in this big drama—the current reigning Emperor Hui thinks that the country is about to perish, and doesn't want to bear the infamy of the king of subjugation, so he decisively puts the pot on his son's back On the way, the new emperor, who had been enthroned for less than a day, was left in the capital, and he ran faster than a rabbit.

The emperor's limited-time experience card, which only changes for one day with a lifetime of infamy and a life, is really impressive.

After reading the book, Xie Heng made a concluding speech: "The great situation turned into a bloodbath, this dog emperor is too stupid, I can do it myself."

Then?

Xie Heng remembered that he was too busy to be willing to sleep. He was so sleepy that he just found a place to squint for a while, and then opened his eyes... It was a huge chariot decorated with pearls and jade and a silent and awkward scene.

Xie Heng, who quickly understood his situation, was stunned for a while, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Didn't I just scold Emperor Hui for being a fool?Just say a word and I can do it?

As for?Just leave me here?

Complaints turned to complaints, Xie Heng tried his best to search for the scattered and complicated memories in the original owner's mind, only to see that the Tian family was full of wealth, gold and jade, indulging in sensuality and playing tricks, and the memories of the past few days-such as why at this moment in a fixed place. The Duke's Mansion, what he wanted to do, disappeared like a fragment.

It is expected that it is nothing more than some wooing, benefit exchange and the like.

Xie Heng, who had just come to Treasure Land, was not too impressed by this. Therefore, while the Eastern Palace guards were angry at the fact that their master had been rejected, the righteous master on the chariot felt sincere joy.

Xie Heng squeezed the time and waited for a while, lifted the curtain of the car and took a deep look at the plaque of Duke Dingguo's mansion, sighed softly as the original owner remembered, and ordered: "Go back."

Clear and gentle voice, without the slightest hostility.

However, the fluttering words have not yet landed on the ground...

creak.

The Zhumen, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and a thin young man led a few people to meet him in strides. His face was clouded with displeasure, but the corners of his mouth were bent into an arc, looking extremely stiff.

Facing the young servant who stood not far from the chariot and was dressed in the uniform of an eunuch, the young man pretended not to see the unfriendly face, and said politely: "Mr. I have a seizure, I really can't go out to welcome you, please tell His Highness the Prince, can you move into the mansion?"

Yun Zhou is the prince's personal servant, and he is used to being flattered and flattered by all kinds of people. Now, looking at him coldly, he feels that this person's expression is extremely strange.

The so-called etiquette is not lacking in respect and devotion, and there is even a little bit of disdain that is not well hidden in the corners of the brows and eyes.

Yun Zhou brushed the sweat off his forehead, and his unattractive expression became even more displeased. He wanted to say a few words, but then he thought of something, but finally just snorted coldly, turned to the direction of the chariot and took a few steps , After repeating what the visitor said, he respectfully said: "Your Highness, do you see?"

Xie Heng, who has been secretly observing the situation from the gap in the car curtain: ...

From the perspective of outsiders, the chariot was silent for a long time.

After a long time, fresh sweat broke out on Yun Zhou's forehead, and after a long time, the forced smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared, and the clear and warm voice sounded again.

"Mr. Ding has fought for the country for several years, and the old wounds are hard to heal. Originally, the orphans should come to visit."

Immediately, the savvy Gong'e opened the curtain, put down the horse stool, and helped Xie Heng, who was in complicated clothes, get out of the chariot.

It was midsummer, and the crown prince's body was covered with several layers of layers, but he still looked thin. A few rays of sunlight shone through the canopy that was not fully supported by the palace servants and shone on that handsome and pale face. It just added a bit of warmth to the exquisite and excessive facial features.

As if aware that the atmosphere around him was a bit condensed, Xie Heng subconsciously showed a smile, and nodded to the people around him in a comforting manner.

The young man who stood by and prepared to lead the way was in a daze.

All the dignitaries in Tangjing know that His Royal Highness the current Crown Prince is good-looking.

The crown prince Xie Heng has completely inherited the peerless appearance of the current empress and the most beautiful woman in Tangjing in the past. His appearance is magnificent, handsome and elegant, and it is absolutely necessary to praise a dragon and a phoenix without ignoring his conscience.

Those who know a little bit about the inside story also know that although the crown prince has the name of a crown prince, he is in a bit of an embarrassing situation.

Now that King Jin is very powerful, the emperor is not a master who values ​​decency and law. At least, the emperor doesn't care much about King Jin's repeated words and deeds, and his ambition to challenge the position of the Eastern Palace.

Xie Hengsheng is gentle by nature, but in such a situation, he has cultivated a dignified prince of loyalty, filial piety and humility. In his daily life, he puts safety and self-protection as the top priority, so low-key that he is almost cowardly.

But now seeing him like this, the young man who will be a weak crown is calm and handsome, his appearance is as beautiful as jade, he just stands there calmly, making everything around him look like dust, how can there be any cowardice in the rumors?

The young man's body stagnated almost imperceptibly for a moment, and he regretted the many arrangements he had made to His Royal Highness earlier. After a while, he bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

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Zhiweitang.

As the residence of Qin Ye, Duke of Ding, compared to the luxury and splendor of this imperial mansion, the Zhiwei Hall, which has been deliberately decorated and integrated into Qin Ye's personal style, is much more elegant and simple, even a little bland.

Xie Heng strode forward, and as soon as he reached a step, he smelled the bitter smell of medicine that lingered in the air for a long time, and he was stunned for a moment.

In the memory of the original owner, Ding Guogong had to return to Beijing to recuperate and report on his work because of his disobedience on the battlefield and his old injuries.

It is said that Emperor Hui was very happy for a while when he heard about it, and he ate an extra bowl for dinner that day. He was always worried that he was getting old, but a young general like Qin Ye was still in his prime. …

However, Xie Heng knew that the credibility of this statement was not very high. In the original book, although Qin Ye did not live a long life, he lived to the age of knowing his destiny. In the Qi Dynasty, where the average life expectancy was not too high, this life span was not bad. .

But the smell of medicine in these four weeks is really too strong, as if the soup has been smoked for days.

Is it really sick?Or, pretending to be sick and being too dedicated?

Before he could finish his thoughts, a gust of wind accompanied by the sound of piercing through the air, and a bright red thing hit him head-on.

Xie Heng raised his brows, he didn't want to think about it, subconsciously stretched out his right hand, stepped back quickly and let go of his strength, and finally saw clearly—he used two fingers to quickly and firmly clamp the The thing that is far away from his body is a bright red document.

Looking at where this thing came from, it was obviously not an assassin or an accident, but someone did it deliberately.

He raised his eyes, and saw that the person on the main seat in the main hall seemed to be a little surprised, and his eyes met. The person quickly restrained the surprised look in his eyes, leaned lazily, and had no intention of getting up to greet him.

Xie Heng didn't mind either. Instead, he looked at the war god of the Qi Dynasty who was suspected of his illustrious military achievements in the book, and felt that he was too far from what he imagined——Qin Ye couldn't even stand up now. Compared with the achievements described in the book, he was young and outrageous. He leaned on the back of the chair casually at this time, but it did not damage the cold temperament that had been immersed in the military all year round, and he was even more arrogant and unruly.

What was even more frustrating was that it was obvious that he was meeting the crown prince of a country, so it was fine if he didn't come out to greet him in person, and there was a long sword stabbed on his knee.

I don't know if it's Xie Heng's illusion, but although the simple and unpretentious sword is hidden in the sheath, it still exudes a touch of blood and coldness, making people daunting.

The two just looked at each other for a while, and it was Qin Ye who spoke lazily first: "I suffer from an old illness, so it is difficult to get up and salute. Your Highness doesn't mind?"

Xie Heng concealed his body's subconscious resistance, folded his hands in his sleeves, and kneaded his right hand gently, but his tone was very gentle: "Mr. Ding has done a lot of hard work, and the details of etiquette are nothing."

Qin Ye smiled insincerely, raised his chin slightly, and said: "I have been in the army since I was a child, and I don't know how to read or write. The document sent by His Royal Highness a few days ago has some characters that I can't read or understand. Among them, the three flavors, I took the liberty to return them to His Highness, and I hope His Highness can clarify."

This is face-to-face nonsense, Dingguo Gong Qin Ye was born in the Tangjing Qin family, his family has been rich and famous for generations, and the family education is extremely strict, which is a model of literature and martial arts.

Moreover, when he was young, he had accompanied the prince to study in the palace. Although he is in Beijing now, he is still in charge of military affairs in southern Xinjiang, and he keeps on writing letters every day. How dare he say to his face that he is illiterate?

Xie Heng accepted the behavior of the person in front of him talking nonsense with his eyes open, and Qin Ye's words just gave him an excuse.

If the original owner came to pick up the document with internal force before entering the door, he would probably make a fool of himself in public, even if it was him, his right hand is still faintly numb.

However, he was also quite curious, what the hell did the original owner do to make this general who was in Kyoto under the control of the royal family so shameless.

Xie Heng slowly opened the red document that was stained with ink, his eyes flicked past the wrinkled corners, and went straight to the text.

After taking a breath, His Royal Highness rubbed his eyes with pure eyes.

This is... a marriage letter? !

Leaving aside those gorgeous words and the opulence of red background and gold, isn't this the declaration of marriage proposal?

The marriage letter stated solemnly that "I" the crown prince Xie Heng had admired Qin Ye, Duke of Dingguo for a long time, and was willing to hire Qin Ye as the prince and prince, and form a marriage alliance for three generations...

Although, the marriage environment in the Qi Dynasty was relatively free, and marriage between men was not restricted, but the prince Zhengjun... what the hell is it?

Asking to marry a real powerful prince who holds a heavy army, if it is not for the sympathy between the two, this move is almost humiliating.

No wonder this man was able to hang the prince at the door for so long, and the servants who waited around him, as well as the young man who came out to greet him, did not look very friendly at him.

Xie Heng raised his head stiffly, looked at the playful expression of the person opposite, laughed dryly, and adjusted his expression.

Then all the people in the hall saw His Royal Highness looking at their father-in-law solemnly and gently.

"It's just a letter of greeting. Duke Ding has just returned to Beijing. He is lonely and concerned that he is not feeling well after a long journey, so he came to condolences." Xie Hengzai carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the corners of the marriage letter, and explained with a smile: "I didn't expect that. The people below will have misunderstood it, and it is all my own fault that Duke Ding didn't understand this letter of greeting written in such a difficult and obscure way."

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Looking at the nose, watching the nose, and watching the heart, Yun Zhou, who was standing aside and pretending to be a quail, was stunned for a while, and soon showed a smile that he couldn't hide even though he tried his best to suppress it.

On the other side, the young man who had been standing by Qin Ye's side without saying a word after entering the door turned his body and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Well, their father-in-law said he was illiterate, and the prince really treated him as illiterate.

Open your eyes and talk nonsense. If there is a competition, the competition is quite big...