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

After sending away Mr. Guo, Xie Heng also failed to be clean.

Qin Ye ordered someone to deliver a table of dishes, saying that he would do his best to treat guests.

Xie Heng thought to himself, this person should really do his best to treat guests.

He entered the mansion yesterday afternoon, only drank a full stomach of tea, and didn't eat any serious food.

When he first entered the mansion, he was busy arguing with Qin Ye about whether it was a marriage letter or an invitation letter, then he was busy treating illnesses and saving lives to cover up the scene, and then... Xie Heng was sleepy.

Qin Ye was ill, and there were no other masters in such a big mansion, so the current crown prince actually fell asleep hungry.

The corner of the prince's mouth twitched when he saw what was on his table, hungry and looking forward to the state's food.

On the carved wooden table, there are 48 plates placed neatly and easily counted according to the ceremonial system of Prince Qi Chao.

It's just a bit weird.

Deer blood, venison, lamb loin...?

There are some original versions of dark dishes in the exquisite set of dishes. Although they have been treated initially, they still look unappetizing.

As the breeze blew, a burst of fishy smell drifted out from the dishes, and the smell was so unpleasant that it made people sick.

Xie Heng stopped chopping his chopsticks, his eyes drifted slantingly towards Qin Ye's direction.

The emperor and his subjects did not sit at the same table, but Qin Ye, as the head of the family, wanted to accompany him to eat, so he set up a separate table at the lower end, and at the moment a handsome servant was busy serving dishes.

The dishes on this person's own table are full of color, fragrance and taste, which is very normal.

And Qin Ye himself also happened to look over, and the eyes of the two met in the air. Qin Ye smiled slightly, and that smile could be called rippling.

Xie Heng narrowed his eyes, not knowing what kind of neurosis this person was having.

Of course he didn't know that Qin Ye was just annoyed at him for not getting a good night's sleep, but he slept until the sun was up.

Xie Heng frowned and thought, is this person not very happy that he stayed in the mansion to rest for a night?

Or was it because he pretended to be asleep last night that he made a fuss and became angry from embarrassment?

He was thinking like this, but his stomach was still rumbling with hunger. The scene in front of him was a little pale under the extreme contrast between the smell of the dishes in front of him and the aroma of the food on Qin Ye's table.

Xie Heng threw away the wild thoughts in his mind in an instant, and made a decision in an instant.

He waved his hand, and the people in the room who belonged to the prince retreated tactfully.

Xie Heng stared at Lu Yanhe again.

Lu Yanhe felt a little guilty when he heard Qin Ye's order to prepare the dishes. Seeing that the prince looked at him unkindly, and didn't want to get involved in the trouble between the "bamboo horses", he bowed vigorously, He quickly evacuated with the servants of Duke Dingguo's mansion.

The servants in the house walked away cleanly, and the surroundings were quiet, except for two people.

Xie Heng stood up, lifted the chair under him, and walked towards Qin Ye with it.

When Xie Heng picked up the stool, Qin Ye almost thought that His Royal Highness was in a hurry and wanted to fight him with the chair.

This person doesn't know whether it's because of his weak body or other reasons, but he only lifts a stool, but his steps are unnaturally weak and his breathing is rough.

Qin Ye, who didn't expect the prince to react like this, was a little worried.

His martial arts are naturally much higher than the prince's, but if he really wants to fight...do he want to fight back?

He was not afraid of the crime of beating the prince, but he thought of the thin body when the prince was supporting him yesterday, and felt that he couldn't do it.

Before he could come up with a result, Xie Heng had already put down the chair in his hand heavily, and it was less than half a foot away from him. Then he sat down beside him, and motioned Qin Ye to move over with his eyes. .

Qin Ye: "..."

Xie Heng looked at Qin Ye unceremoniously and said: "In ancient times, there was a saying that one should undress one's clothes and push one's food, one respects the Duke of the country alone, but today it is private again, so there is no distinction between monarch and minister. You and I sit at the same table, regardless. each other."

Qin Ye was completely shocked, and he looked at the shameless prince in front of him with reproachful eyes.

Undressing and pushing food means that the monarch gives all the food on his body to his ministers!

It's not the other way around grabbing food from the courtiers!

……

After desperately trying to be shameless, the prince who finally ate a full meal from Duke Ding patted his ass and left. Qin Ye personally sent the man to the door, and then looked at Lu Yanhe slowly with deep eyes.

Lu Yanhe thought that his father-in-law blamed him for leaving the prince alone with him, so he laughed dryly and explained: "My father-in-law, the matter between you and the prince cannot be controlled by the subordinates..."

Qin Ye shook his head: "I didn't ask you this."

Then why are you looking at me like that?

"Before returning to Beijing, I asked our people in Beijing to collect the preferences and personalities of prominent figures in the palace. You are responsible for this."

Lu Yanhe didn't know why, so he nodded numbly.

Emperor Hui's suspicion of Qin Ye's behavior was too obvious. Although Qin Ye had no intention of rebelling and was ordered to return to Beijing, it was impossible for him to be willing to be a mermaid after all.

Dingguo's mansion has indeed spent a great deal of money to raise a group of people in Tangjing, who are placed in the mansions or palaces of dignitaries from various aristocratic families, specializing in inquiring about all kinds of information.

These matters are under Lu Yanhe's control.

When Qin Ye mentioned it suddenly, Lu Yanhe's nerves tensed instantly.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the subordinates?What did the prince and the father-in-law talk about in private?

Then Qin Ye said coolly: "You told me earlier that the prince is good at poetry and prose, and is cowardly by nature. In recent years, because the King of Jin has become powerful and His Majesty doesn't trust him, he is even more cautious in his actions, and he doesn't dare to go one step further. .”

Lu Yanhe was stunned.

Is there anything wrong with this?

How honorable is the crown prince of a country, who is usually a temperamental lord, who will let you wait obediently at the door for half an hour?

Qin Ye continued to say coolly: "You also said that the crown prince values ​​the military power in southern Xinjiang and Beijing, and he is using the name of the marriage letter this time to win me over. When we get along in private, he will definitely pay a full price. All respect."

What's wrong with that? !

They even sent you the genius doctor who has been hiding for more than ten years!

Lu Yanhe spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and saw Qin Ye look at him with more and more disgust.

"You also said that the rules in the East Palace are very strict, and it is not easy to insert people. You put in all your efforts to install a little eunuch in charge of cleaning in the small kitchen. He worked so hard to hand over a sentence, saying," Qin Ye Looking at Lu Yanhe's eyes became more and more disgusting; "The prince likes to eat roasted mutton."

Xie Heng was sitting next to him today, and Qin Ye saw it for real. Xie Heng didn't even move a chopstick on the plate of roasted mutton placed in the lower right corner of the table.

Lu Yanhe was already numb.

Didn't you ask me to serve the prince a table of messy and inedible dishes?The dish of roasted lamb is obviously on your own table!

Speaking of eating together, there is always a distance of five or six steps between the two tables. How good are your eyes, can you see that the prince despises roasted mutton?

Qin Ye turned around and walked towards the mansion, leaving the last sentence.

"The group of people we raised in Beijing lacked some standards. You should work harder on weekdays."

Unaware of what they did, Lu Yan and the beaten Xie Heng returned from Dingguo Duke's Mansion to the East Palace without hindrance. The chariot stopped at the gate of the Prince's bedroom, Mingde Hall.

Xie Heng lifted the curtain of the car earlier, and vaguely saw a person kneeling in the middle of the palace road.

On the left is a boy who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, his stature has not yet grown, and his appearance can be called handsome. He is wearing a half-new brocade robe, which looks like the clothes of the children of the Qi Dynasty clan.

As soon as Xie Heng got out of the car, the young man rushed over as if seeing a savior.

"Your Highness! I beg you to save my father! My father did not collude with the local nobles in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Someone must be accusing me of this! Your Highness!"

He failed to get within five steps of Xie Heng.

Xie Heng stared at the person in front of him for a while, and confirmed that the original owner did not have this dear friend in his memory.

The Qi Dynasty had a large number of clans, and this young man didn't gain much power just by looking at his clothes. How could the prince recognize him?

The prince had no expression on his face, so the guards around him naturally couldn't let anyone come over. Two vigorous guards jumped out of the line in tacit understanding, restrained the young man's hands and pressed them to the ground.

The young man still had a childish look on his face, and he didn't resist when he was restrained. He knelt down in an unusually cooperative manner, looking a little childish and pitiful.

Xie Heng couldn't bear to see it, raised his hand, searched hard from the incomplete memory he had received, and said slowly: "All serious cases in the imperial court must be heard by Datian, and there are three jurisprudence joint trials. Nothing."

Since he raised his hand, the guard naturally let go of his hand and let him go.Unexpectedly, the young man was nimble, and when he got up, he rolled and crawled a few steps, and hugged Xie Heng's... thigh.

"Your Highness! Those in the Ministry of Punishment only use torture and intimidation, and don't go to southern Xinjiang to investigate in person. How can they know the truth of the matter!"

"Your Highness! My father visited the southern borders back then, and had a friendship with my uncle..."

"Chenfu also served in the Gu family army in Xijiang, and can be regarded as the old army of Duke Xianning..."

Xie Heng looked helplessly at the young man's small mouth, and related his father, who was imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, for colluding with the wealthy clan of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, with all the direct descendants of the Eastern Palace.

Uncle Zhao Shuyao is the current queen and the brother of Xie Hengsheng's mother, so he is naturally a well-deserved princeling.

Ningguo Duke Gu Jiashi is in Xijiang, he is famous in the army, and he is also the prince's confidant and direct descendant of the East Palace.

What this guy wants to say is true, he really should come to the East Palace to cry and beg the crown prince to save his father.

But if it's really the prince's person, no matter how timid and self-preserving the original owner is, he can't completely ignore him, right?

While Xie Heng was thinking, the boy's expression changed, and he continued to hold his thigh in his hands and hum.

"Your Highness! You don't need to look at my father's achievements in the past, you have to look at Duke Ding's face!"

"You and Ding Guogong have already passed the Geng Tie and issued a gift list, and the wedding is imminent! At this moment, it is really not easy to see blood!"

"You should avoid your blood for the big wedding..."

The boy's voice stopped abruptly, not because he suddenly awakened his sense of shame and stopped gossiping about the prince in the East Palace Road, but because someone grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up completely—— Xie Heng's thigh area.

The person who was carrying him had a handsome face, with a slightly cold and impatient expression on his face, and looked at the young man with contemptuous eyes.

"First, your father is not my father's old department. Your father was just working in Xijiang at that time. He caught up with him and escorted a grain of food. Don't misunderstand the name of Gu Jiajun's old department."

"Secondly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not issue a gift list with Duke Dingguo. Don't bring those speculative things in the palace to make a fuss about them."

Xie Heng's thighs suddenly loosened, and the noisy voices in his ears disappeared, his heart relaxed a lot, and he turned his head to look at the man who rescued him in distress.

As soon as the person uttered a few words, and then mirrored it with the person in the memory of the original owner, the identity of the person in front of him was already obvious.

Gu Mingzhao, formerly the second son of Duke Ning, is now the younger brother of Duke Ning Gu Zhaoxuan, the commander of the guards of the Eastern Palace, and the dog-headed military adviser and super thug of Prince Xie Heng.

After Gu Zhaoming finished these two sentences, he put the boy on the ground not very gently, and waved his hands. Immediately, several guards stepped forward, half begging and half dragging the boy away.

Gu Mingzhao's complexion not only did not look better, but even worse.

"His Royal Highness," he looked at Xie Heng, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the ending of the last word was extremely long; "Are you finally willing to come back?"

Xie Heng met his complaining gaze, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

It's the look in the eyes of a boudoir.

God is so pitiful, he has only been here for one day, and he has been entangled with Qin Ye for eleven hours, so he shouldn't have caused any damage to the person in front of him, right?

But what is this inexplicable guilty feeling?

Gu Zhaoming looked at the prince who was avoiding his eyes, and was very angry.

"I agreed to go to Dingguo's mansion to hand over the marriage certificate, and discuss some conditions with the surname Qin. No matter whether the matter is successful or not, I will pretend to be at odds with Qin Ye."

"As a result... His Royal Highness didn't come back all night, so that's all. Why did the palace gate open early this morning?" Gu Zhaoming frowned tightly, "I received eighteen versions of rumors about the prince's general's marriage?!"