Yan Cigui

 “That makes sense.” The Holy Spirit listened very well.

 This is what a married couple needs to do.

 The husband and wife have a harmonious relationship, support each other in life, and are companions in old age.

His purpose of proposing the marriage was for Xu Jian's good. If it created a bad couple, it would be better not to do so.

Looking at his expression, the imperial concubine knew that the Holy Emperor must be thinking of Queen Xia.

 She sipped the sweet soup in small sips.

Not to mention that Your Majesty drank some wine and was confused today, she didn't even drink, she didn't control her mouth, and she said a few more words.

 That’s all, let’s repay the favor.

After all, if the auxiliary Duke had not rescued the prince, the harem would have been in chaos. How could she, the imperial concubine, be safe and comfortable?

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine looked at the Holy Emperor.

 There is indeed something immature in the way the prince behaves, and it is reasonable for the Holy One to want to tweak it.

 As the crown prince of a country, he will shoulder the heavy burden of the world in the future.

Although the Holy Emperor is in his prime and the reserve position has been established early, there are advantages and disadvantages, but the prince has more time to grow up. He is not stable enough now, but he will be stable in another thirty years, right?

 Now, in addition to the guidance of the three princes, several elders have been appointed to teach the prince as the young master, the young master, and the young master.

The Holy Emperor has high hopes for the prince. In the early years, he appointed two companions, and they got along well with the prince. Unfortunately, one had smallpox, and the other's mother died of illness and was in mourning, so the prince had no companions of the same age.

Now I want to select a younger peer with a higher status than my companion, with the purpose of nurturing and urging His Highness the Crown Prince. I can’t say that His Majesty’s idea is wrong.

that is…

The imperial concubine quickly glanced at the Holy Emperor again.

 Even this work should not be left to the Duke of Fu.

There were rumors about how Duke Fuguo's leg injury came about, but the imperial concubine didn't believe what they said. Instead, she pieced together some inside information from the Holy Master's usual words.

Last spring, the prince visited Yumen Pass on behalf of his Majesty and stayed there for more than ten days.

 During this period, the soldiers fought several battles with Xiliang soldiers and won a great victory.

It was originally a very good thing. The prince could just stay behind the closed door and talk a little to boost the morale of the troops. But I don’t know how he went through it. He dared to leave the closed door without many people following him. As a result, he met the soldiers of Xiliang.

Had it not been for Duke Fu and his men to rescue him in time, the prince would have either come back alive or been taken as a prisoner.

 The auxiliary Duke resolved the crisis of the prince and saved the face of the dynasty, but injured his own leg.

 After returning to Beijing, the news did not spread anywhere. They just assumed that he was injured on the battlefield and did not mention the prince's affairs from beginning to end.

Furthermore, the battle report sent back before did not mention that Duke Fu was injured at all. After asking here and there, he could not come up with a specific time when he was injured. Slowly, some bad rumors began to appear. come out.

In Cuihua Palace, the Holy One knew that she was tight-lipped and calm-minded, and would occasionally say something to her about things that had no place to say, and that was how she guessed such clues.

However, the inside story may not be that simple. It cannot be explained in a few words. There are still some conditions that she is not aware of.

She only knew that the Holy Father was furious that day, the door to the royal study was closed, and only the prince was scolded inside.

Having been in the palace for so many years, the imperial concubine never knew that the Holy Emperor could be so angry.

 In the end, everything was suppressed, that is, when the Holy Father mentioned Fu Guogong several times, he would say "feeling guilty".

 Hong Fu Guogong never explained the injury to the outside world. This may have something to do with the emperor.

Your Majesty does not want this matter to spread.

The prince is a prince after all. He sneaked out of the palace without following the rules and even made a young general unable to fight again. The censors could scold him for more than three years.

This group of old men are very good at resurrecting old scores. If there is any movement behind the scenes or when they want to order troops and send generals to the center, they can bring them out and curse them.

Thinking about it like this, the imperial concubine also understood Xu Jian's choice very well.

It would be better to suffer some misunderstandings than to become the reason for the prince's scolding from now on. I am really fighting for the moment. I listen to the censors eloquently scolding His Royal Highness for two quarters of an hour every day, once or twice, which is not bad. The times are too many and the time has passed...

The prince went to court, and the auxiliary prince also went to court, and they stood together in front of the emperor.

One day the prince was sitting, and the Fu Guogong still stood, and when this was from the beginning, could you get it?

The censors dealt with matters impartially and discussed matters according to their circumstances, but the person being criticized felt really uncomfortable.

The prince is not feeling well, and the Duke of Fu is even more uncomfortable.

A good life-saving kindness may become a life-saving talisman...

The imperial concubine secretly thought that the auxiliary Duke was a smart man. The Holy Lord protects the prince and also the auxiliary Duke.

 I just don’t know if the Holy Spirit can point out a girl who suits his heart to a smart man.

The Holy Father thought about the marriage all night.

 After going to court the next day, he sat in the imperial study room. Instead of rushing to review the papers, he spread out another piece of paper and listed the names of girls of similar family status and age.

 He couldn't remember that much, so he wrote one or two and asked Eunuch Cao a few questions.

If Eunuch Cao doesn’t remember his name, just write down his official position as an elder.

The dinner at Cuihua Palace last night was served by the imperial concubine. Eunuch Cao didn't know the emperor's idea yet, so he only speculated: The prince is not young, does the emperor want to choose the princess?

 Such a column fills a piece of paper.

 The little chamberlain outside reported that the Duke of Fu was here.

 Xu Jian entered, bowed respectfully, and handed the case file to Eunuch Cao: "The case has been closed at Shuntian Mansion. I will submit the case file to the Holy One for review on behalf of Lord Shan."

The Holy Spirit took it away, put it aside, and motioned for him to sit down: "I'll look at it later."

 Xu Jian sat down and straightened her back.

 Last time, he asked the Holy Father to decide where to go after the incident in Shuntian Mansion.

Your Majesty has no intention of asking him to drink tea, play chess and do nothing every day. If he refuses blindly, it won't be a big deal. It would be better to pick an idle office first.

 Xu Jian was about to bring it up when he saw His Majesty’s eyes falling on the paper in front of him with unknown words written on it. He seemed to be concentrating on it, but also seemed to be distracted.

After careful consideration, Xu Jian asked Eunuch Cao with his eyes.

Eunuch Cao also observed the Holy Sage’s actions, and after thinking about it carefully, he understood.

These two pieces of paper are not for choosing a princess, but because the Holy Sage wants to propose a marriage to the Duke of Fu, but he doesn’t know if the Duke has someone he likes, so he simply lets him choose from the names...

Eunuch Cao swallowed with a stupor on his face.



Of course, this is definitely not a problem for the Holy Spirit.

The Holy One is the Holy One after all. He is already thinking hard if he can think of letting people choose according to their own preferences.

 It is the business of those who serve you to speculate on your thoughts and preferences all day long!

 Otherwise, why would you need him?

 Serving tea and water is something that young chamberlains who have just entered the palace can do.

 “Ahem.” Eunuch Cao cleared his throat.

The Holy Father came back to his senses and glanced at Eunuch Cao doubtfully.

Eunuch Cao shook his head slightly at the Holy Sage.

The Holy Father didn't understand and just motioned to Eunuch Cao to hand the paper to Xu Jian.

Eunuch Cao took the paper but did not hand it out. He turned his back to Xu Jian and gave the emperor a look.

Your Majesty:…