Dress to be a celebrity

It was almost noon, and the badminton members came back. Song Shi was a little hungry after eating snacks, so he proposed to have dinner at the temple fair and then think about what to do in the afternoon.

Lingquan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, where Buddhism is extremely prosperous and incense is even more prosperous.During a long holiday like the beginning of May, officials and common people in the capital rush to worship in the temple, and the temple fair at the foot of the mountain is also in full swing. There are stalls selling food a few miles away from the temple, and some people set up temporary tents to collect money for the exhibition. There are exotic beasts such as elephants and white camels, and many Luqi people perform on the spot.

The most popular ones are fire breathing, sword swallowing, flag poles, rope climbing, sumo wrestling...there are crowds of people outside.Relying on riding on horses, they can see into the crowd by virtue of their height, and those who walk outside the circle can only look at the heads and listen to the excitement.

The two walked around watching all the way, and when they encountered good things, they stopped to look more, applauded, and rewarded a handful of copper coins or a few silver coins when someone collected money.

However, compared to these acrobatics, Song Shi prefers to watch birds taming frogs and the like.It is quite common to train birds to pick up characters. Choose smart and docile birds, and use food to train conditioned reflexes. The owner can pick up a piece of paper from whichever word the owner says.Only Xunwa Jueyi, he had only read about it in newspapers before, but he never expected to see it alive after time travel——

The busker lying on the ground said something to the frog, and the big frog in the field croaked loudly, and then a group of small frogs around it croaked at the same time, as if listening to the command of the big frog , especially tidy.And after the performance, the frogs still knew that they crawled back into the jar on their own initiative. This IQ was almost against the sky, not like amphibians at all!

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many tourists in the middle, he couldn't squeeze in. I really want to buy those frogs and train them every day!

Even if he couldn't squeeze in, he stretched his neck and tried his best to take a few more glances. He didn't want to turn his neck back until the last frog crawled back into the jar.His senior brothers were afraid that he would get off the horse, and also that he would not look at the road and the horse would bump into someone else, so they held the rope for him to keep track of the direction, and the singers and performers on both sides all passed by.

When I got to the empty field outside the mountain gate, I saw that a disbanded zaju troupe had already surrounded the field, and there was a large cart surrounded by hooks parked in the middle. It's just that we are far away and don't know what to sing.

The theater audience was crowded with people standing beside the car, and there were many vacant seats left in the food stalls on both sides of the road.Huan Ling's eyes were good, and when he saw a seller of Lengtao between the butcher stalls, he pointed his whip and turned to Song Shi and said, "It's a hot day, and there are so many people on the street, it's stuffy, so I might as well use a bowl Leng Tao, no matter what is sung over there, we can still listen to a few verses along with it."

Song Shi also felt the same, but eating cold noodles alone was a bit vegetarian, so he went to the stall next to him and bought a pot of lotus white, a box of meat dishes with white-cut belly, white-cut meat, elbow, duck, and braised herring. Serve with it.

The dishes in Beijing are not as exquisite as those in the south, but both of them grew up here, so they are easy to eat.They sat across the table like other tourists, poured wine, ate and chatted about homework.Before we could chat a few words, a burst of laughter burst out from the crowd watching the porn not far away, which aroused people's curiosity.

——The erotic section is like a short section of cross talk before talking about cross talk in modern times. The words rhyme and are interesting, so a few lines make the audience laugh endlessly.

The two of them also made this laughter arouse curiosity, so they greeted the stall owner who came to deliver Leng Tao and asked: "Does this troupe also come to Lingquan Temple to sing operas on weekdays? Which part of his family's pornographic section? Usually we also listen to operas, I don't know." Did we hear that?"

The stall owner put down the two bowls of Lengtao and explained with a smile: "His family is telling the story of Li Kui becoming an official. The guest officials can see that they are the sons of a rich family. They are well-informed, so they naturally know this story."

I do know.Song Shi watched "Water Margin" before he heard Zaju in his last life. Li Kui at least knew the plot when he became an official, not to mention that he could recite it.Huan Ling is also a person who often listens to operas, and he is more familiar with this episode than him, so he laughed when he heard the name: "So it's this episode."

This story of Li Kui pretending to be an official and killing a real villain is brave and funny, which is just what the world likes.Even Huan Ling is a loyal fan of this play, and asked Song Shi if he had heard of this play, and wanted to tell him about it.

It was the first time Song Shi heard that he wanted to sing an opera, no matter how old the story was, he agreed to it on the spot, and heard him speak in rhymes with some funny opera accents.

Well said.Everyone at the tables next to me could hear them secretly laughing.

A censor sings opera in broad daylight, but no one sees it. If someone sees... his fame in his life will be turned into running water.Song Shi didn't want his reputation to be damaged, so he took out his handkerchief and pushed it towards him, explaining in a low voice under his puzzled eyes: "You cover your face, so that no one will recognize you, and it won't look good if you say it."

Huan Ling told him that he couldn't laugh or cry, and the people at the table behind him who listened to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.Fortunately, there was a tsunami of cheers from the carriage at this time, suppressing the chuckle, otherwise Huan Geshizhong and Song Hanlin knew that they had become a joke, so they had to leave their food and run away.

After the applause passed, they could hear people's words clearly again, only to hear the guest at the table behind Huan Ling ask shyly and politely: "Dare to ask the old man, the cheers in the car are so loud, is it going to be a drama? "

The stall owner said with a loud voice, as if he was very proud: "No, I heard that this zaju troupe came from Baoding Mansion, and they sang the zaju "The Legend of the White-haired Fairy" written by Song Sanyuan himself!"

pat!

Song Shi put his chopsticks on the table and almost stood up from his chair.When did he write dramas?He didn't even write Zhugong Tiao himself, he asked someone to polish it after he wrote the outline, and someone used his name——

He is really regarded as a master of art!

These people have believed it, and the people in the court will not believe it too. In the future, he will be asked to make music and rehearse or something?

He didn't know whether to be proud or worried, he shook his head with complicated emotions, and laughed at himself: "I don't know how many "Biography of the White-haired Fairy" the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty wrote. There is only one Zhugong tune in Fujian. There is another Zaju, and I don’t know if there are other books of singing elsewhere.”

Huan Ling couldn't help but said with a smile: "Since it's Song Sanyuan, at least three kinds can be drawn. This is not the only time I have seen Zaju, and I haven't heard anyone who talks about him as a book."

The stall owner snorted coldly, and complained to them sincerely: "Young Master, I don't know that there are already novelists telling this story in the tiles of Xijiaofang Hutong. I thought it was good when I listened to Zhugong Diao, but it's a pity that Song Zhuangyuan When Zhongbu came to Beijing, those people didn’t know the high and the low, and didn’t know how to talk about it. Now Song Zhuangyuan Wenquxing High School, asked Sheng Shanglian to order three yuan, and they hurriedly took advantage of the limelight to change this good divertimento!”

Song Shimang said modestly: "The story is a good story, but it is written in a biased way, and the deep meaning behind the story cannot be fully understood."

The person on the table at the back gave a slight "Huh?", as if he had some objections, but the stall owner was a real fan, so he was unhappy on the spot when he heard what he said, and argued for him: "Why? Profound meaning? That is the handwriting of the champion, and the champion cannot write profound meaning, so can ordinary scholars write more grandly than the champion?"

The guests at other tables looked at them one after another, wondering what the stall owner and Song Shi were arguing about.However, at this moment, there was a commotion from the big car, which immediately covered up the disturbance: "Yang Xi'er has come out! What a sweet girl!"

The stall owner didn't care about the quarrel, so he climbed onto the stool with a vigor that didn't suit his age, and applauded: "Good! Good-looking! Good figure! She looks like a fairy descended to earth!"

Driven by his passion, Song Shi and Huan Ling also stood up and glanced at the car, and both of them couldn't help "噫" - this makeup method is so familiar!Isn't this what he taught to design for Aunt Zhu?Could it be that their husband and wife came to Beijing again to take advantage of food?

The two looked at each other, and Song Shi said, "Why don't we take a closer look, is it an old friend?" If so, you can also invite them to help write a new play. The two of them cooperated very happily last time. Zhao Yueshu begged him to write It is more suitable for Meng Sanlang to adapt his new play than for an outsider who does not know him.

He glanced at the food on the table that was suitable for cold eating, and simply reached out to Huan Ling: "Let's take a look first, and ask the stall owner not to remove our dishes, and eat after we come back."

After reading it, Leng Tao became a mound.

Huan Ling got up with a smile, turned around and told the stall owner: "These two bowls of noodles will not..."

When he turned back to look for the stall owner, his eyes glanced at a servant standing by the table behind him, the half-sentence he hadn't said suddenly stuck on the tip of his tongue, and he subconsciously looked at the person at the top of the table.The man met his eyes, blushed suddenly, and called out in a low voice: "Brother."

With this cry, Huan Ling's breath that was trapped in his chest suddenly fell, while Song Shi, who was about to leave across the way, froze by the table.

There seems to be only one person who can be called Uncle Huan Ling...in the world?

This is the meeting of rivals in love... Uh, no, they are not rivals in love, they are just predecessors and predecessors.Although his predecessor hadn't resigned when the successor came, but after all, the matter is over and everyone wants to save face. It is not good for anyone to raise such a matter.

He slowly and lightly raised his left foot in the air to the ground, turned to face him, held his breath, and respectfully looked at the king of Zhou who had left an important touch in his life even though he had never seen it before. Your Highness.

Fortunately, they only talked about the relocation just now, and did not mention the marriage of the two princes, otherwise they would have waited for the king of Zhou to put on a yellow dress and condemn him for disrespecting the royal family.

Huan Ling was about to raise his hand to salute, but was discouraged by the "brother" in the air, so he pretended to take money, reached into his sleeve and took out a purse, forced a smile and said, "I don't want to see you here." Zhou...brother-in-law, Brother Song Xian and I came to the temple to make a wish. We are destined today, so why don’t brother-in-law Zhou wait for me to sit in a clean place at Lingquan Temple?"

The King of Zhou bowed his head slightly, and said with some struggle: "Ben...I originally brought people to offer incense, but I heard that there was a good show here, so I delayed for a while. Since my uncle invited me, let's go to the temple first. go."

The Danjiao on the stage was singing a cheerful and sad song, and Zhou Wang's mood fell from joy to sorrow in the same way. He gave up the rare drama and led the people towards the car with a forced smile.

When they arrived at the temple, the eunuchs who accompanied the king of Zhou booked a spacious and clean monk's room for them to talk.Several people went in one after another, and when the servants closed the doors and windows, Huan Ling lifted up his robe, and pulled Song Shi to kneel down side by side with him in salute.

The king of Zhou hurriedly made an empty promise and said: "Brother and Song Zhuangyuan don't need to perform this big ceremony, this is outside the palace, let's just talk about family etiquette."

No, no, brother Huan Xiao, just talk about family etiquette with you, I don't dare to talk about it!

In the Song Dynasty, a full set of salutes was solemnly performed, and he was called "Chen" by the mouth, and he got up from the ground after several prostrations.Although the king of Zhou was a little shy, he understood his knot, helped him up himself, and persuaded him with a smile: "Song Zhuangyuan doesn't have to be like this. This king knows that you and the princess were married before, and it's not a big deal. The princess is Gao Jie, Song Zhuangyuan is dignified and gentle, and this king certainly believes in your character."

Song Shi smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your understanding and trust. The engagement between the minister and the concubine is the order of the parents, and the divorce is also the decision of the elders. In fact, the two hardly know each other. At the beginning, the minister was also worried that His Royal Highness would be unhappy because of this engagement, but now Only then did I realize that His Highness is so magnanimous, and that I was worrying too much in vain."

Zhou Wang smiled gently, helped him up, and said: "Song Jun will stop worrying from now on?"

Song Shi bowed his hand to thank him, and Huan Ling also thanked King Zhou for his attention and comfort, and asked mercilessly, "Why does Your Highness take the white dragon fish uniform and go to that place where three religions and nine streams are mixed?"

The king of Zhou glanced at him, pursed his lips, looked down at his feet, and said in a low voice: "This king came to pray for the blessings of the father and mother, but he was tired from walking just now, so he took a rest outside the temple. Nothing from outside the palace has been used.”

Huan Ling nodded slightly, cupped his hands and said: "I heard that the son of a daughter will not wait on the hall, but I hope that His Highness will be holy and cherish him for the people of the world."

The King of Zhou quickly agreed, and looked at Song Shi again, and said, "Song Zhuangyuan, please step down, I have something to say to my uncle."

In the Song Dynasty, he immediately followed his servants to another monk's house. Seeing that they had gone out, the king of Zhou said shyly, "I came to Lingquan Temple to offer incense and worship in person today, for one thing——Yuanniang's entry." The palace has been in the palace for several months, I am getting old, and I am looking forward to having a baby sooner. However, Yuan Niang cannot come out in the palace. I heard people say that this Lingquan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and everything you ask for will come true, so I took advantage of it. Today is a holiday, come here to ask for..."

Hearing what he said, Huan Ling felt ashamed of being a courtier who owed the king's kindness.Although he does not need to give birth to this child, his sister's entry into the palace is not for ordinary women to marry, but to serve the emperor as a minister, so she must spread branches and leaves for the royal family and continue to have heirs.Although his sister has not been in the palace for a long time, the two princes behind have grown up, and King Zhou is in a hurry to have a child.

He sighed silently from the bottom of his heart, saluted and apologized, and hoped that the king of Zhou could successfully obtain the emperor's grandson this time.

King Zhou held him up and said: "Brother, don't do this. The princess has only entered the palace for a few months, so I can't be in a hurry. I just came to ask for it because I was a little impatient. In fact, our husband and wife are still young, and the child came earlier and later. It doesn't matter."

Huan Ling bowed his head and said: "I will also accompany Your Highness to pray before the Buddha, and His Highness will surely get his wish."

King Zhou's eyes flashed with hope, "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. If Yuanniang and I can have a child, the two people are truly connected by life and death. Whether it's a boy or a girl, I have to teach He grew up carefree and didn't have to bear..." He suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he pursed his lips and smiled: "I just want this child to be born safely and grow up happily, and I don't want anything else."

Today, the emperor is in full swing, and the following princes are all grown-ups. They will get married, open a mansion, and go to the ministry to take power. At that time, whether it is the court or the Zhou Palace, it will be difficult to return to the cleanliness of today.I'm afraid that this child will bear heavy burdens when he is born, and he will not be able to live the peaceful life he wants to give.

The King of Zhou shook his head slightly, and said to Huan Ling: "My uncle is at this age, and he is a Jinshi, so it's time to consider getting married. If it doesn't work, you will learn from Lin and Jingmei's wife and son? The emperor also loves uncle very much. Zeng I said that brother-in-law is a clear-cut person, if you fancy someone, you might as well go to the palace and ask for a marriage proposal."

Huan Ling smiled slightly, and replied in a low voice: "I have my eye on someone, so naturally I have to ask his parents for permission before I can enter the palace to ask for his will, otherwise I will marry him by force."

King Zhou narrowed his eyes, frowned and asked, "Brother, could it be that you have a sweetheart?"

Huan Ling smiled and said, "Your Highness, please take me with you to pray for His Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Highness, and the princess. After praying, I can also ask for a marriage for myself."

The king of Zhou told him that he couldn't believe what he said, so he took Huan Ling to the main hall to burn incense and pray for blessings, praying for the safety of the country and the people's living in peace, and praying to the Buddha to bless the saint, the concubine, and their couple in safety and health, and finally went to the Guanyin Hall to pray for Bodhisattva Bestow a son.

His uncle also knelt aside and prayed devoutly. He must have no child to ask for, but he didn't know what kind of cause and fate he asked for, which made this Jinshi who was in a high position at a young age so exhausting.

After finishing this act of praying that ordinary courtiers should not know, he called Song Shi again, and thoughtfully asked him how he felt after entering the court, and if there was any inconvenience.

In the Song Dynasty, based on the experience of the Ministry of Rites, he dryly followed the etiquette system to answer, and did not dare to learn the answering methods from the TV dramas in his previous life, for fear of stepping on the minefield of the court etiquette system.

He was so polite, Zhou Wang himself couldn't help it, and asked him: "I have read Song Zhuangyuan's "Biography of the White-haired Fairy" a few years ago. It makes people sad and happy, so how can you say it is biased?"

Because this story was originally a revolutionary story, it was written as an internal struggle of the landlord class, can it be correct?

But at that time, he was just casually self-effacing, and he planned to reveal his identity as Song Zhuangyuan with a few words, and also enjoyed the fun of Mr. Huang's private visit back then.Whoever would have thought that they would run into the prince for a meal, not only had to keep his identity secret for the sake of the prince's privacy, but also had to deal with the prince's problem!

If I knew I was not self-effacing, I just praised it!No one knew he was the author anyway!

Song Shi suppressed a sigh in his heart, and explained calmly: "This "Biography of the White-haired Fairy" was not actually written by me. Because I am not good at writing lyrics, I asked a local Mr. Meng who can write lyrics to fill it in. I just wrote it. It’s just a story. When he writes, he can’t help but be a bit biased, he writes more about Yang Xier’s hatred, and less about her family love and her new life after being rescued.”

It turned out to be this bias.

King Zhou smiled indifferently, and said casually: "But I don't know where is the manuscript of Song Zhuangyuan? If it is still there, I will take it to find someone to remake it into a play, and it will definitely follow the original intention of Song Zhuangyuan without any omissions." place."

Huan Ling couldn't help furrowing his brows slightly, thinking again that "loyal words are harsh to my ears".However, Song Shi was faster than him, and immediately refused: "Your Highness, as a prince, is under everyone's watchful eyes, so how can you ask someone to adapt a drama? If anyone with a heart sees it, it will be detrimental to the prince!"

A touch of emotion flashed in King Zhou's eyes, and he replied: "Song Zhuangyuan is so considerate of this king, how can this king not appreciate it? In fact, this king is not very fond of Zaju, but since the printed manuscript of the Fujian Lecture Conference was handed down. In Beijing, when I read your sentences when you presided over the debate, I always felt that they were more concise and powerful than others, and I wanted to read your articles."

It’s okay if you just read an outline article, but what if you are addicted to reading it and want to urge him to rewrite it into a long article?

Furthermore, apart from Wan Shoufu of the Chenghua Dynasty, who else has heard of a courtier who wrote novels for the emperor and the prince?Rumor has it that both of them have bad reputations!

Song Shi sighed: "That manuscript has already been rewritten into Zhugong Tune. After listening to too many tunes, I don't remember the original text. Even if I write it now, it is not the original article. I have to live up to His Highness's love."

The king of Zhou was a little disappointed, but he didn't insist anymore, and sighed: "It means that this king has no fate. I hope that in the future, we can see articles written by Song Zhuangyuan. However, this king will go to the Ministry Academy in a few days. If there is a chance, I will go to Hanlin When the court sees Song Zhuangyuan, it must see what your Song family seal method looks like."

Song Shi simply agreed this time.

The king of Zhou came out to pray for blessings, not for fun. After finishing the serious business of praying for blessings, he was about to leave after talking for a while.The two respectfully sent His Highness out of the mountain gate, guessing that the noodles and food they left at the booth had already been cleaned up, so they went back to the temple for a fast meal——

It's not all vegetarian. The monks in this temple burn a good pig's head. The skin is peeled off and the bones are rotten. The pig's skin is soft and glutinous and melts in the mouth. Eat with rice.

The two played badminton and crossbow again, and while they were eating, they also dealt with King Zhou conscientiously. They were so hungry that they didn't even ask for vegetarian wine, and ate a table of dishes directly with rice.

When they were full, they remembered that the king of Zhou also left hungry, and they didn't know if he had returned to the palace at this time... Cough, they ate something at the stall, the prince probably didn't dare to eat it , can only watch?

Song Shi wanted to sympathize with King Zhou, and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth and said, "It would be fine if I pretended not to see His Highness just now, and His Highness can still eat while resting here."

Just now if he had pretended not to see King Zhou, then King Zhou would have watched the show.Today is the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and many of the ministers who know him are away on vacation, if other censors bump into the prince watching a play, how can they not participate in the performance?

After all, there is only one crown prince, but there are more than one prince.Your Majesty has not changed the marriage of King Zhou these years, which has given many people room to guess. If the marriage of King Qi still requires money, then the court will be more peaceful. If the marriages of King Qi and King Wei go smoothly Dangdang...

Huan Ling frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to rub his forehead.

Song Shi pulled his wrist away, stretched out his hand to lift his chin, and said with a smile: "Seeing that Brother Huan is like this, he is worried about King Zhou's affairs, right? What are you worried about? It's not that you can worry about it and find a way out Yes, there are so many old gentlemen and ministers in the imperial court, why should you, a fifth-rank official, think so much?"

Huan Ling looked at him in surprise, Song Shi raised his eyebrows, and smiled complacently: "How many years have I known senior brother, I still don't know what you think? You don't have this face when you think of me, and neither do your eyes. So bleak..."

When this little brother plotted against him, he looked like a wolf with a big tail, his eyes were as sharp as a searchlight, but now he showed a look suitable for his age.

It was rare for Song Shi to have the opportunity to be relieved by the elders, so he naturally had to put up the airs that should be put on, and he straightened his shoulders, pulled his neck, looked him in the eyes and taught him: "You don't always do what you want to do. Is it the same this time, you don’t have to think about the King of Zhou’s embarrassment here and there, this is not what your courtiers should think about, you just need to take care of what you should do in your duties, other things are in front of you, naturally you are not alone .”

Seeing that Huan Ling told him to be stunned for a while, he finally let go of the anger he had played with his hands two days ago, and finally he was willing to put down his chin, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, leaving a deep famous saying: " How can you be as good as you want, but please be ashamed of your heart.”

How can it be as expected, but I want to be ashamed of my heart, which is really good.

When he found out about his grandfather sending his sister into the palace to be elected, didn't he just take his own future as a priority and go to Fujian to protect Junior Brother Song and his son?

I was able to stop it at the time, why do I think about it now?

Establishing a crown prince is a family matter every day. He is just a courtier, so what is his identity and standpoint?As a courtier, he should only be a courtier. He is so worried about gains and losses, does he really regard himself as the future uncle of the country, and is he really going to embark on the path of party struggle like his grandfather?

Even if everyone in the Huan family wants to gamble on the success of the dragon, he should also clear his father's name after death, and stick to his post in order to keep the character that Shi Guan'er liked.

The duty of the imperial envoy is to advise the court of the country.

After he went back, he wrote a memorial to ask the Holy Majesty to choose ladies from the families of officials above the fourth rank, and prepare them for the candidates of King Qi and Princess Wei.

The Secretary of General Administration has staff on duty. After the memorials submitted by Chinese and foreign countries are classified and transcribed, they are transferred to the cabinet.When Mr. Huan Ge saw this remonstrance letter with his grandson's name on it, he couldn't believe his eyes—he was right under his nose!Not only did he get on good terms with the man under his own nose, but he even got this kind of trick that would improve the status of the next two princes and pose a threat to King Zhou!

Now that King Zhou has no heirs, why is he in a hurry?He couldn't give his sister a few months until she was pregnant with the emperor's eldest grandson!

The elder Huan Ge was shocked and angry, but he had cultivated his energy deeply, and his face did not change. He asked the three elders: "What do the three scholars think of this memorial? Now the Ministry of Rites is busy with the matter of the emperor's eldest son going to the Ministry Academy to practice. In addition to the selection of concubines by the two princes, I am afraid that no one can be spared to do these things for a while..."

Lu Ge is in charge of the power of the Ministry of Rites, and he knows better than his servant whether the officials below can squeeze out time to work, so he thought about it and said: "This year, we will decide on the matter of choosing a concubine, and next year we will choose someone to get married. It's time to be sixteen, and in case something procrastinates, it will be seventeen or eight again... This age is really not young. King Wei is not in a hurry to get married this year, but the two are only one year apart, so they took this opportunity to be elected together Wangfei, those of us who are on errands can save some trouble."

Li Sanfu said bluntly: "It also saved a sum of money from the household department. If there is anything to add to the palace at that time, I can take some out and fill it in."

The four court elders were not sure about the future of the future, and the three who would not have a princess in their families would rather choose early rather than late, lest they wait until the nineteenth to get married like King Zhou.

Mr. Huan Ge also wanted to persuade him that this year the king of Zhou had just got married, and then he was invaded by captives, and the treasury had no money.Elder Li Ge just finished reading his memorial carefully, tapped the end of his pen on the table, and said in a deep voice: "It happens that he didn't mention in the memorial that he wanted to choose a son of the capital in the suburbs of Beijing, so we don't have to mention it when we play the memorial." .Even if His Majesty wants to choose, we have to persuade—”

Back then when the king of Zhou was selecting his concubine, he also chose Du Renzi to serve in the palace. Now that everyone is young, the palace doesn't need so many people.When will there be more palace maids at the age of 25, or simply wait until the two princes get married before choosing a new one to serve them.

Several people joined hands to criticize the blue, and sent the memorial to the palace.

When Emperor Xintai saw Huan Ling's name on the memorial, and the contents of asking for marriage for the two princes, his eyes couldn't help but freeze on the paper for a moment.The emperor actually read the memo several times in such a short memorandum, and after confirming that there was no other intention in his article, he asked the chief eunuch in front of the hall to grind the ink and dip his pen, and severely approved a "quasi memorandum".

This Huan Ling is a pure minister.

The marriage of the two princes was handed over to the Hanlin Academy to draft an edict, and the Qin Tianjian calculated the auspicious time, and the Ministry of Rites submitted a note to the ceremony, and everything must be done quickly and strictly.The palace is optional, but after the prince gets married, he has to open the mansion and live in another mansion. The Ministry of Household Affairs must prepare money for the building of the mansion, and cooperate with the Ministry of Industry to build a mansion in the city that fits the identities of the two princes.

After this imperial decree went down, there was another speculation in the court.

It was extremely difficult for the King of Zhou to get married back then, and the court memorials flew like snowflakes, all in exchange for the request of the Holy Majesty to enrich the national treasury, but when it came to the two kings of Qi and Wei, the Holy Majesty had no intention of making it difficult. The difference is huge, could it be What is more profound?

But if it is said that His Majesty intends to abolish the elders and establish the younger ones, these two princes are about to open the mansion after they get married, and the status of those who open the mansion and those who live in the palace are naturally different...

The Dragon Boat Festival has not yet passed, and the hearts of the people in the court have been fluctuating, and they have no intention of taking a vacation.