MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 131 situation

Outside Shanglin Court, a group of young ladies from aristocratic families were fanned by their servants, sitting or standing together to chat, and occasionally glanced at the west gate of the palace garden.

On a chair behind a table in the middle of them sat Wang Jingyu, the second son of the Zuo Prime Minister's residence.

Wang Jingyu leaned against the back of the chair, folded his legs on the other chair, held an unopened folding fan loosely in his hand, tapped the table in front of him one after another, and issued "Knock, knock. , knock" sound.

There are two piles of gold, silver or other valuables on the gambling table, and the ratio of the two sides is almost equal.

Most of these young ladies and gentlemen don't think that Da Xia can win this polo match, but for some unknown reason, many people still bet on Da Xia's side, including Wang Jingyu.

At this time, someone finally came out from the west gate of Shanglinyuan. It seemed that they were Turks and Xirong people. They hurriedly carried a number of stretchers onto the carriage, and then left quickly.

Young masters and young ladies are curious and puzzled. Is the polo match... over?

And a palace servant from Shanglinyuan, who was already bought by Wang Jingyu, also trotted over from another door.

"Second son Wang." The palace servant ran to Wang Jingyu's gambling table, put his hands on his knees, hunched his waist and kept panting.

The young masters and the young ladies immediately stood up nervously and asked repeatedly:

"What was the result of the game?"

"Which side won?"

"Did Da Xia win?"

"You should say it quickly..."

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"Crack", Wang Jingyu raised the handle of the fan and tapped the edge of the table with a little force.

All the young ladies and gentlemen stopped for a moment.

The palace servant calmed down his rapid breathing and opened his mouth:

"Da, Da Xia wins!"

Everyone cheered for a while, including the young masters and young ladies who suppressed Turkic and Xirong wins.

Money and other things are trivial matters, and as the children of Daxia Jingguan, you still have to have some political consciousness.

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And Wang Jingyu was still sitting on the chair. He stared at the palace servant in front of him, frowning slightly, and always felt that something was wrong.

From what I just saw, it seems that the Turks and Xirong have carried a lot of people out of Shanglin Garden.

Go in upright, come out sideways.

It's just a ball game, what happened in it?

"What's going on inside?" Wang Jingyu asked the palace servant.

Hearing Second Young Master Wang speak, everyone stopped.

There was a bit of hesitation on the face of the palace servant.

Wang Jingyu frowned,

"The message was blocked above?"

Wang Jingyu has been in the court since he was a child. His grandfather, father, and elder brother are all high-ranking officials in the court. He is no stranger to some routine operations in the court. If the top is sealed, Wang Jingyu will not continue to ask questions, at least he has to go back to the mansion and close the door.

The palace servant pondered secretly, the above did not let the news be blocked, and the imperial guards who just guarded the garden gate did not stop him from coming out. He even saw several other palace servants leaving Shanglin Garden quickly, probably to report the letter.

And there are so many envoys from other countries on the court today, I believe the news will soon spread throughout the capital.

However, things did take a turn for the worse.

Seeing that the palace servant's demeanor was a bit wrong, everyone felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

Something must have happened in there.

"What's going on inside?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

The young masters and the ladies all looked nervous.

The palace man swallowed his saliva and said:

"The result of the game was that Daxia defeated Turkic and Xirong three-to-nil, and the three chips were won by the princess. The first two goals were won by the princess at the center line of the court, and the last one didn't even reach the center line. Prince The concubine is truly divine."

The palace man did not see the situation on the court. He inquired about the guard who came out of the court.

This group of young ladies and gentlemen are usually playful masters. All of them are familiar with polo, and they all exclaimed when they heard the words.

I really hate myself for not seeing such a grand event with my own eyes.

However, almost all of them have seen the situation where the princess Qin Yan twisted the horse's neck with her bare hands at the racecourse in the western suburbs, and hit the ball at the center line of the court to get started. It was also something that the princess could do.

Thinking of the arrogance of the Turks and Xirong people provoking Daxia in Fengtian Hall the day before yesterday, everyone exhaled.

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Wang Jingyu stared at the palace servant and continued to ask:

"What else?"

The young masters and the young ladies stopped again and all looked at the palace servant.

The palace man said:

"There were originally ten players on the two sides in this game. Because the nine princesses of the Turks proposed not to restrict the players' actions according to the rules, the battle was tragic."

"A soldier died on Daxia's side."

"There were ten people on the field between Turkic and Xirong, and eight died, including Prince Xirong."

"In addition, the nine princesses of the Turks also seriously injured their legs."

Everyone was shocked by the news.

Things got a little bigger now.

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Minister of War, He House.

Unlike the days when He Xiao returned to Beijing from Shuobei, he could only lie on the bed all day. He had already stood up and sat in a special wheelchair made for him by his father. A blanket, covering his lower body, which was empty from the middle of his thighs.

After listening to the news of Shanglinyuan reported by the servants, He Xiao laughed in the sky:

"Hahaha, happy!"

"Daxia won the game, Prince Xirong died, and the Turkic princess broke her leg."

"Happy! Really happy!"

He Xiao took a few shots of himself with only his legs left, his chest undulating, and he was very excited.

It is because of the Turks that his legs are like this!

"Bring the wine!" He Xiao shouted to the servant.

The man below has a troubled face,

"Eldest son, but your leg hurt... The doctor said..."

"Why, I'm crippled, and even you can't use it, right?" He Xiao's eyes were fierce, and he saw that the servant was shaking.

He Xiao suddenly had other thoughts, and instead ordered:

"Let the madam bring me wine, go!"

"Yes, eldest son." The servant hurried out.

After a while, Qin Nian came slowly with a black lacquered tray containing wine utensils.

Qin Nian put his face down, put the tray on the round table next to He Xiao, and then placed the jug and wine cup in front of He Xiao.

"Husband..." Qin Nian's words were interrupted by He Xiao's cold voice.

He Xiao looked sideways at Qin Nian, his wife, with a cold and ironic tone:

"Have you heard, today's ball game in Shanglinyuan, the princess Qin Yan led someone to win against Turkic and Xirong."

"Qin Nian, you and your unreliable mother have done some pickling to make you change from a concubine to a daughter-in-law. But you and your sister-in-law Qin Yan are so different."

"What about being a concubine, what kind of thing are you, Qin Nian, how can you compare to your first sister, and how can your mother who came from a humble concubine compare to Shen Shiying from the Duke's Mansion? "

"Qin Xiang is probably blind."

Since He Xiao was injured and returned to Beijing, his temper has become more and more irritable and his mouth is open.

Qin Nian gritted her teeth and endured He Xiao's humiliation. She didn't want to provoke He Xiao any more. She would be the one who would suffer at that time.

A sarcastic smile appeared on He Xiao's lips, and continued:

"The three of you are also your younger brother Qin Ming. I heard that he invited him to the Shuobei Army? Oh, he's a man."

"However, in the bitter cold in the army, I don't know if that kid will be able to come back alive."

"You..." Qin Nian glared at He Xiao angrily, full of resentment in his heart.

He Xiao is getting more and more tasteless, is this still human? Qin Ming is his brother-in-law!

He Xiao poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it, and then slammed the wine cup in his hand at Qin Nian.

"Ah!" Qin Nian screamed, covering his bleeding forehead, and retreated to the door with a look of fear.

He Xiao looked at Qin Nian's embarrassed appearance, and a burst of happiness rose in his heart,

"Qin Nian, it's ridiculous that you can only be **** with a **** like me, He Xiao, for the rest of your life."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Amidst He Xiao's crazy laughter, Qin Nian's maid hurried in and helped his wife out, and the master and servant left quickly.

Qin Nian walked down the corridor, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at He Xiao's door coldly.

He Xiao!

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Shanglin Court, the racetrack.

A polo match full of blood and violence ended so tragically.

Prince Feng Zhan ordered Lu Chen Haosheng to take care of the Nanya sergeant who died today, and rewarded all the contestants today, including the ten sergeants who were going to replace him.

He also sent people from Honglu Temple and Taiyuan Hospital to the post houses of Turks and Xirong to offer condolences and help them deal with the follow-up.

Regardless of the winner, the loser, or the spectator, the mood is not good.

I'm afraid it's not over for today.

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Left Prime Minister Wang Xian and his eldest son Wang Jingheng found Han Shuangling resting in a pavilion outside the polo field.

"Cough, cough..." Wang Xian pressed his fist to his lips and pretended to clear his throat.

Han Shuangling was still wearing the black narrow-sleeved brocade robe that she wore on the court just now. She sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, but faced outside the pavilion.

At this moment, Han Shuangling's legs were differentiated, her elbows were placed on her knees, and her face was buried in her palms.

Hearing the noise outside the pavilion, Han Shuangling slowly raised her head.

Seeing the person who came, Han Shuangling didn't say a word, just put down her hand, her eyes were slightly lowered, she still looked a little tired, and she didn't seem to plan to get up.

Zuo Xiang Wang Xian's face was not very good-looking, this Han Shuangling didn't even care about etiquette, and whether he sat or not, it really became more and more disrespectful.

Wang Jingheng stepped forward and was just about to speak, when the left minister Wang Xian spoke first, and his tone sounded rather unpleasant:

"Although this game was proposed by the Turks, and both sides signed a life-and-death contract. But after all, a prince of Xirong died and the princess of the Turks was seriously injured. I am afraid that the Turks and Xirong will not be good."

"I said a long time ago not to get involved..." At this moment, a full-fledged voice came from behind Wang Xian.

"Why, your father and son of the Wang family are going to bully my daughter?"

When Wang Xian and Wang Jingheng heard the words, they immediately turned to look.

It was Han Shiyan, Marquis of Guannei.

Wang Xian was a little embarrassed and explained:

"Han Hou..."

At this time, Han Shuangling in the pavilion suddenly made a sound, and his voice was tired:

"Wang Jingheng."

Several people looked towards Han Shuangling.

Han Shuangling raised her eyes to look at Wang Jingheng who was standing two steps in front of her, and said slowly:

"Wang Jingheng, let's reconcile."

Wang Xian and Wang Jingheng!

What did Hanshuangling say?

And away!

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After the polo match, the Royal Family of Daxia hosted a banquet for the embassies and ministers of civil and military affairs who participated in the competition today and came to watch the match in the Hanxiang Hall of Shanglinyuan.

Except for the Turkic and Xirong embassies who returned to the post house, everyone left the venue one after another and went to the Hanxiang Hall.

On the way from the polo field to the Hanxiang Hall, there are groups of envoys from other countries whispering in whispers:

"Although Daxia is a country of etiquette, it is not a person who is afraid of things. If you really do it, you will not lose the Turks who have the name of the 'Prairie Wolf'."

"Isn't there an old saying in Daxia called 'the ceremony comes first, then the soldiers'? I also heard a saying in Daxia called 'the ceremony is honored'. This time I really saw it."

"Prince Daxia and the Crown Princess are both very skilled, and their actions are also tough and resolute!"

"From what I can see, Daxia's generation is really talented, and its strength should not be underestimated."

"Yeah yeah…"

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The Southern Border Mission came to a clump of green bamboos, and Princess New Moon stopped.

Along the way, they heard a lot of remarks from the envoys of other countries. They were generally shocked by the tough attitude of the Daxia royal family, and they all said that they should avoid its edge.

Princess New Moon frowned slightly, her face a little dignified.

Those small countries said they wanted to avoid it, and they could only avoid it, but Southern Border was unavoidable.

In recent years, there have been conflicts between the southern border and the Daxia border. If Daxia is allowed to take the lead, after the Turks and Xirong, the next one will probably be the southern border.

After a while, Princess New Moon said to the valet beside her:

"The people who contact us are always on call."

"Yes, my lord." The attendant nodded.

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In the Hanxiang Hall, the palace music was played, the palace maids with slender waists danced in the hall, and the guests staggered and drank happily.

Not long after the banquet, the Turkic Khan Ashnaqigu and the West Rong King Jiang Quyi returned from the post house and entered the main hall.

Amid the complicated expressions of everyone, Ashina Qigu and Jiang Quyi both took their seats with dark faces.

After the Turkic Khan and the King of Xirong were seated, they also found that if the seats for the envoys of various countries were arranged according to the previous Daxia, it seemed that they had been moved down by one. There was a seat, but the seat was empty.

Whose seat is this?

At the banquet, everyone was speculating whether the Turkic Khan and the King of Xirong would attack Daxia because of what happened today, but the two of them didn't say a word for almost half a stick of incense after they entered the table, just a cup of a cup. Head up drinking wine.

Jiang Quyi, the king of Xirong, was angry and distressed at the moment, but he couldn't talk to Da Xia about the death of his beloved son Jiang Shang.

Jiang Xun was the only one who attacked his son Jiang Shang on the field today, and no Daxia people were involved.

He had no doubt that if he insisted on Jiang Shang's death to ask Da Xia to explain, Da Xia might take advantage of the situation to make things bigger, expose Jiang Xun's identity on the spot, and support Jiang Xun to return to Xirong to seize the throne.

Jiang Quyi can only delay now and cannot let Xirong know that Jiang Xun is still alive. He must send someone to assassinate Jiang Xun as soon as possible, otherwise the domestic political situation will be unstable.

And he had just heard that the current Jiang Xun, now named Jiang Mu, was the adopted brother of the Daxia Crown Princess Qin Yan.

Jiang Quyi, the king of Xirong, squinted at Qin Yan, the crown prince above, with ruthlessness in his heart.

Qin Yan, this king will take your life sooner or later!

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At this time, the Turkic Khan also looked at the Crown Princess Qin Yan and opened his mouth with a cold voice:

"Ben Khan got a piece of news and wanted to ask the Princess Daxia for confirmation."

Everyone in the hall stopped talking and looked at the Turkic Khan King and Crown Princess Qin Yan.

here we go?

The Turkic Khan King Ashnaqigu continued to speak:

"I heard that Qin Yan, the princess of Daxia, was also the city lord of Gucheng?"

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As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

Except for a few people who knew about it, most of them didn't know that the Crown Princess Qin Yan had this identity.

Prince Feng Zhan looked at the Turkic Khan with sharp eyes.

If Ashina Qigu had known about this long ago, he would have made a fuss about it at the Fengtian Temple the day before yesterday, and he would not have waited until now.

Well, his news is likely to be received not long ago.

In today's polo match, Ashina Qigu didn't plan to end the game, but suddenly decided to participate in the game. Is it too coincidental?

In this way, the news is likely to be sent to Ashina Qigu before the start of the game.

Moreover, the person who delivered the news to the Turks may also be from Daxia.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

If this is the case, that person's goal, if not Da Xia, is Qin Yan.

Although it is a foregone conclusion that Gucheng is now under the control of Daxia, it also allows Daxia to seize the opportunity in the frontier affairs of Xirong and the Turks.

But, who would have given the news to the Turks? His heart can be punished.

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Crown Princess Qin Yan put down the wine cup in her hand, lifted her eyes, and said lazily:

"It's really me."

There was another buzzing discussion in the hall, some surprised, some excited, and some enthusiastically explaining to the surrounding people what the meaning of Gucheng and the city lord of Gucheng represented.

Jiang Quyi, the king of Xirong, had received the news from the Turkic Khan before he left the inn. He looked at the Crown Princess Qin Yan,

"Five years ago, the Turks, Xirong and Daxia agreed to a truce, and the armies of various countries returned to the customs."

"But the Crown Princess took people to occupy Gucheng outside the border of the Three Kingdoms, and now she has let Daxia garrison enter the city. Is this a broken rule?"

Qin Yan chuckled and said:

"Many of all of you here know that I have Yu Qingfeng in Qin Yan's hands. I am a businessman. I did clear out the once chaotic Gucheng for business."

"And Gucheng is now a trade city that protects the merchants coming and going. I think that the status quo of Gucheng is also visible to the countries in the Western Regions, isn't it?"

The Turkic Khan king sneered after hearing Qin Yan say this high-sounding nonsense:

"Since it is to protect the caravan in the past, it can't just make Da Xia work hard."

"Ben Khan proposed that the three kingdoms of Turks, Xirong and Daxia take turns to manage Gucheng, and all three countries can garrison in Gucheng."

King Xirong immediately answered:

"King Khan's proposal is good, and Xirong also encourages border trade. It is not impossible to send a border army of 200,000 to 300,000 to Gucheng."

The Turkic Khan smiled and said:

"The Turks happen to have 600,000 troops near the northwest of Daxia, so they will all be sent to Gucheng."

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The people in the hall were startled again, buzzing and discussing.

Gucheng is only a hundred miles away from Xiaoguan, the northwestern border of Daxia. What the Turks and Xirong said was clearly that they wanted to press their army on the northwestern border of Daxia. This was a threat!

Duke Zhen Guo Shen Changshan slammed the food table, but before he could speak, the palace people outside the hall sang loudly:

"Emperor Northern Liang is here!"

People are amazed!

Beiliang? Is that Bei Liang?

Not long after, a tall and tall man dressed in a black brocade robe embroidered with a dragon pattern with gold thread, with a deep and cold face, who looked like a mature and handsome man in his early thirties, walked into the hall with his entourage.

Emperor Hui had learned from the crown prince that Emperor Bei Liang might go to Daxia in person. He had also seen the portrait of Emperor Bei Liang Xiao Qian in advance, but it seemed that he remembered that Emperor Bei Liang should be around forty years old. How does it look? yet so young.

"Emperor Beiliang has come from a long way, please take a seat." Emperor Hui asked Li Fuquan to arrange the seat of the Beiliang embassy.

After the Beiliang Emperor looked at the prince Feng Zhan on the high platform, he turned his head sideways and whispered something to the officials of Daxia Honglu Temple who were traveling with him.

The official indicated a direction to Emperor Bei Liang, and Emperor Bei Liang raised his eyes and glanced at the position of Duke Zhenguo Shen Changshan, and then spoke to Emperor Hui on the throne:

"Beiliang formally proposed to Daxia a marriage between the two countries."

"I, Xiao Qian, Emperor of Beiliang, asks to marry Shen Shiying, the Queen of Beiliang, from the Duke's Mansion in Daxia Town."

Without waiting for everyone in the hall to react in shock, Emperor Bei Liang motioned his subordinates to pick up a tray with several high stacks of booklets and walked to Shen Changshan, Duke Zhen Guo.

Emperor Bei Liang said to Shen Changshan:

"Empress Zhenguo, this is Beiliang's gift list for the future queen. The betrothal gift has now been sent to Duke Zhenguo's mansion."

Although Shen Changshan and Shen Shiyan knew about the relationship between Shi Ying and the Beiliang Emperor, but... they want to marry Shi Ying as the Queen of Beiliang!

This…

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Everyone at the banquet was in shock. Today, Shanglin Court is in a lot of conditions, and they can't finish talking about it after three days and three nights.

Emperor Hui's face was dark. He admired Emperor Bei Liang just now, and now he hates it. He can't wait to drive Emperor Bei Liang out of the Great Xia border at this moment.

Xiao Qian dared to ask to marry Shen Shiying!

Qin Wenzheng was also extremely shocked. He frequently received complicated expressions from colleagues around him.

Qin Wenzheng knew what they were slandering, and Shen Shiying, who was separated from him, was likely to become the queen of Beiliang!

The Turkic Khan Ashina Qigu and Xirong King Jiang Quyi were also shocked.

Emperor Bei Liang was seated, and the banquet continued.

But the Turkic Khan and King Xirong didn't say a word, it seemed that the tension in the hall was just an illusion.

Both of them are very clear in their hearts, if Daxia and Beiliang really marry, then what kind of dangerous situation will be faced by the Turks and Xirong sandwiched between the two countries.

At the Fengtian Hall the day before yesterday, Ashina Qigu kept saying that the Turks had sincerity to marry Daxia, but they only wanted Princess Daxia to be the side room of the Turkic Khan.

But today, the Beiliang Emperor is begging to marry the daughter of the Duke of Daxiazhen as the Beiliang Empress.

The Northern Liang Emperor's move was to slap the face of the Turkic Khan Ashnaqigu.

In the sound of dancing and music, everyone in the hall had their own thoughts.

Now, because of Emperor Beiliang's courtship of Daxia, what kind of shocking changes will happen to the situation in various countries...