MTL - The Male Supporting Roles Who Are Lonely and Old All the Time-Chapter 101 .The Ma Baonan in the house fight 2

The banquet was over and the guests dispersed.

The mess was cleaned up by his servants, and He Dongchen followed the Princess Xiangyang back to the main courtyard.

On the way, Princess Xiangyang asked, "Have you intervened in the Song family's affairs?"

The female officials and maidservants behind them automatically slowed down, opened up a distance, and looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts.

He Dongchen said bluntly: "I happen to know about this, so I naturally want to stop it. How can I let them sing here?"

"You did a good job." The eldest princess of Xiangyang was satisfied. She grew up in the deep palace since she was a child, and she has never seen any monsters. Now that someone dares to set up a stage to sing in her mansion, it seems that she, the eldest princess, is not taken seriously. inside.

"Pass down the order, and no one from the Pingyang Hou's mansion will be allowed to enter the mansion in the future."

"Yes." The female officer replied. When this news spread, the Marquis of Pingyang might be laughed at.

Princess Xiangyang felt a little relieved, turned around a long corridor, and suddenly said: "Tomorrow, I will bring a few people to Wen Guogong's mansion, and take a good look, don't learn the style of internal fighting in the Song family, and then implicate my princess mansion."

Wen Guogong's mansion is He Dongchen's father's family, just like his title, now it is tepid, and there is no one in the court, so they are counting on the eldest princess of Xiangyang to pamper her.

A few years ago, Father He passed away, and the two houses moved less and less.

The main reason is that the eldest princess's mansion doesn't want to deal with that side. The five houses of Wen Guogong's mansion add up to 50 or 60 people, and they are very annoying.

He Dongchen followed aside, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Duke Wen's mansion has no title, and Princess Xiangyang married the second son, which shows that she doesn't only value family background. You must know that when the eldest princess of Xiangyang got married, the emperor had already ascended the throne, and the family in Beijing was not free to choose.

Perhaps in the original text, Princess Xiangyang disagreed with Song Qile's entry. Family background was the first, and family tradition was the second.

In ancient times, one person broke the law, one family was imprisoned, one prospered and the other lost. Many high-ranking and wealthy families died from the inside first. The sisters of the Song family all fought at other people's banquets, so it may be how the fight will turn out at home.

The eldest princess of Xiangyang doesn't even want to deal with her husband's Wen Guogong's mansion, so how can she let Song Qile in and spread out the Pingyang Marquis' mansion.

"Your uncle has no children now, and the palaces are very tossing. Our mother and son are looking at the sky, and everyone is fawning on us. In fact, we can't see where the future lies..." Princess Xiangyang extinguished her voice, and said instead, "I I saw a few girls who are not bad today, after checking the details, if you are innocent and have nothing to do with those things, then you should settle down quickly, you have reached the crown, it is time to start a family and start a career."

He Dongchen listened silently, not worried.

In the memory of Song Qile's rebirth, in the past two years, the eldest princess of Xiangyang has not been able to choose the daughter-in-law she likes.

"By the way, mother, I found a spy in the mansion, who is from Chengwang's mansion." He Dongchen said suddenly. In the original text, Song Qile succeeded in counterattack. The prince immediately fell in love with Song Qile.

Different people have completely different perspectives on the problem. The eldest princess of Xiangyang was ruined by the banquet and felt that Song Qile was inappropriate. Cheng Wang's son was also the first wife's son, suppressed by his stepmother and stepbrother, and naturally felt the same for Song Qile's vigorous counterattack.

The story of the two began from here and deepened step by step.

"The person who became the prince's mansion?" The eldest princess of Xiangyang was surprised, and then sneered, "I don't show up on weekdays, but I didn't expect that all the spies were settled in the princess' mansion."

The eldest princess of Xiangyang was already angry, but now she was even more angry, and she was severely tortured. After being unable to ask questions, she directly threw the **** spies at the gate of Chengwang's mansion.

Now is still the time when she is rampant, and she can't let others take notice of her.

Don't mention how frightened the palace is.

On the second day, He Dongchen picked the time to go to court and went into the palace to meet the emperor's uncle.

The system excitedly pawed at the mall: "Boss, give birth to child pills discount, buy three get one free, use them all for the emperor, give birth to a bunch of dolls, and make those palaces stare."

He Dongchen shook his fan: "Compared to having successors to the throne, I hope the emperor will live longer."

The prince or something, has mother clan, wife clan, mentor, and is separated from the eldest princess's mansion by one floor. When the time comes to seize the heir apparent, how will it be different from the current situation?

If the emperor takes this position, the eldest princess will always be the direct sister.

Therefore, compared with Shengzi Pills, He Dongchen is more willing to give the emperor some health-preserving pills, in order to live a long life of 100 years. If he lives another 60 years, he will be 80 years old by then.

Perfect.

"But, the emperor is crazy about his son now." The system hesitated. The emperor was kind to the eldest princess's mansion. They had medicine in their hands, but they watched the emperor worry day and night. Isn't it a bit unkind?

"Since ancient times, the emperors have always cared about the throne under their buttocks, and immortality. If the emperor lives more and more vigorously, he will not want a son to jump out and block the eyes."

He Dongchen thought for a while, and then said: "Walk and see first, if the emperor still misses his son after he lives, then give it to him."

Otherwise, it's really a bit unkind.

While speaking, the emperor's Hall of Mental Cultivation was close in front of him, and an **** warmly greeted him and said, "Your Majesty, Fufeng County Lord, is reviewing the memorial, and the servant has sent someone in to inform you. Come with me and sit in the side hall. Fang has researched a lot of dim sum recently, and the taste is good, even the emperor praised it a few words."

With a smile on his face, He Dongchen moved to the side hall.

As soon as he sat down, two court ladies came in with snacks and hot tea.

He Dongchen just took a sip of tea when someone came to inform him that His Majesty summoned him.

Got it.

He Dongchen stood up again, straightened his clothes, and followed the little **** into the palace.

The emperor was over forty years old, because he was busy with many things and had no successors. No matter how well he was nursed, his eyes were wrinkled and his brows were furrowed.

He Dongchen entered the hall to salute and greet him.

When the emperor saw his nephew, his brows loosened and he showed a faint smile. He put down his pen, got up, walked to the seat by the window, and asked He Dongchen to sit opposite him.

He Dongchen didn't hesitate and sat down generously.

Several maids served tea lightly and stepped aside.

He Dongchen asked the system to throw a colorless and tasteless Yangyuan Pill into the emperor's tea.

After the emperor drank the tea, he thought it was hot tea to warm up his body and didn't think much about it.

Putting down the teacup, the emperor took two walnuts beside him and played with them in his hands, and asked, "Yesterday, Xiangyang hosted a banquet to choose a wife for you. How is it? Is there a girl you like? Uncle will give you a marriage."

He Dongchen said shyly, "There is no one."

"Let go of the choice, don't worry too much, if you settle down as soon as possible, you can start a family and start a career." The emperor said with sincerity. Outsiders all said that Xiangyang was picky, but the emperor knew that the younger sister was hesitant to make an in-law for his own sake, so as not to get on someone else's boat, and it would be a waste of time to rest or leave.

He Dongchen was about to speak, when a young **** came in outside to announce: "Your Majesty, Editor Jiang has already arrived outside the door."

Editor Jiang was last year's Tanhualang, handsome, talented, rare to advance and retreat, and kept his mouth shut. The emperor liked this young man, so he often called him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to relieve his boredom and talk about poetry and books.

"Let him in." The emperor raised his hand and said to He Dongchen, "This editor Jiang is the same age as you, see you later."

After a while, a young man in a blue official robe entered the hall. He Dongchen looked up, and saw that the person was tall and tall, indistinguishable from male and female, with a dusty temperament, wearing a strict blue official robe, more than others There is a trace of immortality.

Such a picturesque man, no wonder the emperor is willing to summon him, it's not some weird hobby, it's just eye-catching.

"My minister sees Your Majesty, Duke of Fufeng County." Jiang Yueming bowed his hands in a dignified manner.

Dingchao treats literati with courtesy. It is not a grand occasion, and there is no need to kneel down.

"Excuse me, give me a seat."

The **** moved a stool and placed it on the outside, a little lower than the seats of the emperor and He Dongchen.

Jiang Yueming sat down, straightened the hem of his clothes, then turned his head slightly, looked straight into He Dongchen's eyes, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "What can you teach me, Lord Fufeng County?"

He Dongchen didn't mean to peek at the captured bag at all, and said unhurriedly: "Student Jiang is so handsome, I can't help but take a second look."

Last year when Jinshi paraded through the streets, Jiang Yueming, a flower hunter, was said to have been almost drowned by the flowers thrown from both sides.

Jiang Yueming paused his fingers slightly, and smiled: "Mr. Fufeng is joking. You are the bright moon in the sky, and I am the fluorescent light on the ground. I dare not bear this praise."

The emperor looked at the two young men complimenting each other, turned around the walnuts, and joked, "I'm just an old vegetable gangster."

He Dongchen and Jiang Yueming immediately changed the subject, praised the emperor, sang together tacitly, and made the emperor smile.

When the atmosphere was harmonious, the emperor brought up the old matter again, and said to He Dongchen: "Get married and start a career early, so I can arrange a job for you."

Speaking of this, the emperor suddenly realized that he had no children under his knees, and Xiangyang had only one son, so he couldn't help but start worrying about his nephew's heirs.

"No, let the imperial doctor show you?"

After the emperor finished speaking, he pointedly glanced at He Dongchen's lower body.

Jiang Yueming next to her pursed her lips, pretending to be indifferent.

Suddenly, the emperor called his name.

"Editor Jiang, let's take a look together."

"No need." Jiang Yueming froze, stood up suddenly, and cupped his hands to the emperor, "Thank you for your kindness."

The emperor thought he was shy, so he waved his hands and smiled nonchalantly.

He Dongchen interrupted slowly, and rescued Jiang Yueming: "Uncle, this kind of thing is so embarrassing."

The emperor was originally on a whim, but he put down his thoughts and talked about other things.

Jiang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, nodded slightly to He Dongchen, and cast a thankful look.

He Dongchen raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes swept over his Adam's apple, his expression was somewhat meaningful.

The emperor left the two of them to have a meal together. When they left the palace, the sky was dark with dark clouds and a cool breeze was picking up. It looked like it was going to rain.

He Dongchen and Jiang Yueming went out of the palace one after another, chatted politely on the way, and then said goodbye at the gate of the palace. Jiang Yueming went to the Imperial Academy to continue his duty, and He Dongchen returned home in a carriage.

Looking at Jiang Yueming's back, the system clicked his tongue and said, "This disguise is perfect, you can't tell it's a woman at all."

"After all, I have been raised by a man since I was a child." He Dongchen answered.

That's right, Jiang Yueming disguised herself as a man, that's why the emperor was so excited when he said just now that he wanted to find an andrology doctor.

"Twenty years of disguising, passing the imperial examination, and getting under the emperor's nose, is really amazing!" the system sighed.

But it was also thanks to Dingchao's respect for literati, the imperial examination did not search, only changed clothes, which gave Jiang Yueming the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

It's a pity that when she met Song Qile, a reborn girl, she exposed her identity at the wrong time, and lost everything, and ended up in exile in the frontier.

He Dongchen watched Jiang Yueming's slender figure disappear around the corner, and slowly looked away.

What can rebirth do?

Can predict the conspiracy, counterattack Jedi, can know the future, the first to act first.

For example, now, Song Qile's plan failed at the banquet, and when she went back to face her stepmother and stepsister's complaint, she directly used the secret of her stepmother's evacuation of the Marquis to subsidize her mother's family as an excuse, forcing Song Minle to keep her mouth shut and cooperate with Song Qile in lying.

The other rooms in the Pingyang Hou's Mansion knew about the banquet from other people, and they were about to ask the teacher to ask the crime, but the two sisters became very close, and they insisted that it was a misunderstanding.

Xijue's eldest room had no choice but to give up, and warned their second room to be honest and not to bring the whole house down.

Song Qile lowered her head with an obedient look, sniffing in her heart, the eldest house was the noble, always looking at people with airy nostrils, and she was only thinking about separating the other houses from the Hou's mansion.

After leaving Hou's mansion, they are just ordinary Song residences, and they cannot enter the threshold of Shangjing.

Song Qile will definitely not leave the Hou Mansion.

Back at her residence, Song Qile began to think about her next move.

At the same time, there was silence in Prince Cheng's mansion.

When the eldest princess's mansion sent the spies to the door, it was broad daylight, and the **** flesh was released to the gate, and it was threatened that whoever's dog would be tied up. Now, who doesn't know that Cheng Wang's mansion sent spies to the eldest princess's mansion and was discovered.

Several other palaces gloated.

King Cheng was furious, pointing at Prince Cheng's nose and yelling: "It's only been a long time since you got the job, and you've been exposed! You deserve to be a king with just this little ability! Eat shit!"

King Cheng was so angry that he didn't even care about his dignity.

Cheng Wang's son stood at the bottom, bowing his head and being scolded.

After half an hour, he came out of the study room, wiped the saliva off his face, and was so angry that he asked someone to drag the half-dead spies up and interrogate him personally.

"How was it exposed?"

The spy took a deep breath, and said intermittently: "Pingyanghou Mansion...The Song family sisters are fighting each other. I was observing secretly, but unexpectedly I was arrested..."

In short, I was too involved in watching the excitement, and then I got caught.

"Trash." Prince Cheng waved his hand and ordered the spies to be taken down for disposal.

"Pingyang Houfu, good job." Prince Cheng clenched his hands, and the cup in his hand cracked.

A few days later, He Dongchen entered the palace and continued to feed Yuandan to the emperor, and by the way, gained a good impression.

The emperor had just received a group of ministers, and they urged him to adopt the imperial family, establish a prince, and stabilize the country.

The emperor is very annoying. On the one hand, he hates this group of ministers and the several palaces that are jumping up and down. You must know that those palaces were all losers who fought against him for the throne. Now they want to return the throne to them. Unwilling.

On the other hand, he is really worried about Jiangshan Sheji, who will manage Jiangshan after a hundred years.

There is no successor, and the country is unstable.

When He Dongchen saw the irascible emperor, he was thoughtful, and after the system fed the Yangyuan Pill, he changed it to another dream talisman.

At night, after the emperor summoned his concubines to leave, he lay on the dragon bed alone, thinking wildly for a while, and then slowly fell asleep. In his dream, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his sleep was very restless.

Sudden.

The emperor dreamed that he came to a place of whiteness, no matter how much he shouted, no one responded.

The emperor was flustered and ran up for no reason, then bumped into something and fell to the ground.

"I'm confused!" A loud drink exploded in my ear.

"Where is the monster! I have a real dragon to protect my body! I am not afraid of you!" The emperor stood up suddenly, looking at the white mist in surprise.

The system played in friendship secretly smiled inwardly, and turned into the appearance of the late emperor, revealing his figure.

The emperor was dumbfounded, this is his father!

With a plop, the emperor knelt down, hugged the system and wailed loudly: "Father! My son is suffering!"

The system didn't expect the majestic emperor to have such virtues in the dream. He patted his head and pretended to be deep and said: "I know your heart knot, the purpose of this dream is to solve this matter."

The emperor immediately stopped howling, and obediently pricked up his ears: "I also ask my father to enlighten me."

The system stroked his beard, suddenly changed his tone, patted the emperor's head, and said with hatred: "Because of my father's short life, I left this world early, for fear that you will follow in the footsteps, and I deliberately did this to make you live a long life. You can only have children in your later years! You foolish bastard, you still want to hand over the throne to those useless bastards."

The emperor froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

ah ah ah ah!

I see! !

I see! !

Father is simply a real father! When he was alive, he supported his son-in-law as the superior, and when he went to heaven, he didn't forget to give him a way to prolong his life!

Longevity! Which emperor can live a long life!

Can live to be a hundred years old, no son, no son!

The emperor was so happy that the corners of his mouth were cracked to the root of his ears.

The system rolled its eyes, thought for a while and added: "You and the Xiangyang brothers and sisters are in harmony, and you can feel at ease as a father in heaven."

After finishing speaking, the system left an amulet for the emperor as evidence, like smoke dispersed.

Before the emperor had time to stay, he was kicked out of the dream and woke up suddenly.

"Your Majesty?" The queen who was guarding outside the bed heard the movement, and asked for instructions in a low voice.

The emperor came back to his senses, saw the amulet appearing out of thin air in his hand, patted the bed board and laughed.

On the second day, the eldest princess' mansion ushered in a large wave of rewards.

The eldest princess of Xiangyang looked at the rows of bright and blinding treasures, and was a little puzzled, what is the meaning of this, brother? So many valuables are rewarded for no reason.

The **** who ran the errands only said: "The emperor woke up refreshed, Mo Yue dreamed of something good?"

Princess Xiangyang laughed, what a dream, nonsense.

She turned her head, and said to her son who was playing with Ruyi: "Go to the palace to thank you, and find out what your uncle means by the way."

He Dongchen put down Yu Ruyi when he heard the words, got up and left the yard gracefully.

The system floated in the air and shook its head: "The **** has already said it, why don't you believe it?"

Longevity dream?

He Dongchen entered the palace slowly in a carriage, opened the curtain as he passed the main street, and took a look at the bustling Shangjing.

The emperor worked hard to govern, and has been in power for more than ten years. Now the government is smooth and the people are harmonious, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

As the capital of the country, Shangjing is rich and prosperous. At a glance, there are many shops on both sides of the street, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

Seeing the carriage frame of the Princess's Mansion, the passers-by gave way without any look of fear on their faces. There were even a few brave little ladies who had heard about the demeanor of the Duke of Fufeng for a long time, and stretched their heads to take a look.

When the carriage reached an intersection, there was a sudden commotion from the teahouse next to it.

"Have you heard that the girl from Pingyang Hou's Mansion went to Lingshan Temple to hang out with foreign men, was caught straight, and was kicked out of the temple in disheveled clothes?"

"Hey, it's about women's reputation, you can't talk nonsense."

"I saw it with my own eyes! The step-daughter of the second house of the Marquis of Pingyang, and her cousin."

He Dongchen passed by in a carriage, raising his eyebrows slightly.

In just a few days, Song Qile counterattacked quickly enough.

Returning the second wife's stepdaughter and first cousin, the detailed and deliberate words, I am afraid it was ordered by someone.

He Dongchen then smiled, don't care about her, just don't rush to him.

After entering the palace, the emperor was really in high spirits, swept away his dullness, seemed to be ten years younger in an instant, and dragged He Dongchen to the martial arts field to compete.

Jiang Yueming happened to be on duty and went forward together.

After the emperor made happy gestures, he asked He Dongchen and Jiang Yueming to do a few tricks on a whim.

He Dongchen knew Jiang Yueming's secret, so he took the lead in resigning: "Editor Jiang is a civil servant, and if he breaks it, it will be a loss to the court."

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Yueming, who originally wanted to politely refuse, was dissatisfied and took a step forward: "Don't forget, the Duke of Fufeng County. The ancestors of the Jiang family started their career with military exploits, and their father even died for the country. Dare to forget the inheritance from the ancestors."

"Well said." The emperor clapped his hands. Ask someone to prepare light clothes for Jiang Yueming.

He Dongchen raised his eyebrows: "In that case, let's do a few tricks."

Jiang Yueming refused to change his clothes, and only picked up two black belts to tie up the wide sleeves, so as not to get in the way.

The two walked to the stage, each picking up a handy sword.

The emperor sits in the distance with a golden sword, and the **** holds an umbrella and shakes a fan, and serves tea, which is very pleasant.

"Whoever wins today can ask me for a reward." The emperor waved his hand very boldly, and it could be seen that he was very happy after having that dream.

When Jiang Yueming heard the words, his eyes moved, his originally gentle temperament became sharp, and he raised his sword in front of him.

"Master Fufeng County, offended."

After talking about it, he stepped forward.

He Dongchen raised his sword to receive the move unhurriedly, calmly, anyone could see that he was able to do a job with ease, but did not use his full strength.

Jiang Yueming's heart sank slightly, and he swung his long sword, pointing directly at the door, He Dongchen lowered his waist to avoid it, turned around and clamped the edge of the sword with two fingers, and raised his eyebrows at the opponent: "The sword is good."

Jiang Yueming:! ! Who will be buried?

The two fought each other, from the east to the west, Jiang Yueming's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, He Dongchen took it a little seriously, and the emperor watched it with great interest in the audience, commenting on it from time to time.

The system floated over the emperor's head, watching it with great interest, and exchanged a pack of melon seeds from the mall with a small treasury, making a rattling sound.

After more than a hundred moves, Jiang Yueming's weakness began to appear, and his physical strength declined. He Dongchen could clearly hear her panting, and the speed of his sword dropped a lot.

Thinking of being the other party's daughter, and needing this promise to save his life in the future, He Dongchen has the beauty of an adult, and deliberately revealed a flaw when he turned around.

Jiang Yueming's eyes lit up, and he made a sudden move without feeling tired at all. The long sword stopped firmly in front of He Dongchen's eyes, very close at hand.

He Dongchen was stunned, and then laughed, was cleverness mistaken by cleverness?

Knowing the identity of Jiang Yueming's daughter, she took it for granted that she was exhausted, but she didn't expect that there was another bad street tactic called deliberately showing weakness to lure the enemy to be negligent.

The outcome has been decided, Jiang Yueming put away his sword, calmed down his heartbeat, and saluted with fists together: "I accept it."

He Dongchen was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, so he saluted back.

When the two stepped down, the emperor Long was overjoyed and asked Jiang Yueming what he wanted to ask for.

Jiang Yueming shook his head: "Not at the moment."

The emperor knew what he said, and said boldly: "I will come to ask for the decree later, and the Duke of Fufeng County will testify for you."

Jiang Yueming was overjoyed, tried her best to purse the corners of her mouth, and thanked him respectfully.

When leaving the palace, Jiang Yueming had a smile on his lips, and his footsteps were visibly brisker, as if the dark clouds that had been weighing on his heart dissipated, and he saw the sun through the clouds. On that indistinguishable male and female face, there was a trace of delicacy.

He Dongchen followed beside him, shaking his fan unhurriedly.

Before parting, Jiang Yueming turned around suddenly, and saluted He Dongchen solemnly: "Mr. Fufeng's martial arts are far superior to mine, but for some reason he gave way on the stage. Yueming will remember it in his heart and dare not forget."

He Dongchen clapped his fans together: "You should win."

Jiang Yueming didn't continue to argue, but just kept it in his heart and repaid it in the future.

This promise is really important to her.

After the two separated, He Dongchen returned home in a carriage and passed by the tea house again. The topic had become that it was not the second wife's second wife's daughter who was hanging out with the outsider, but the first wife's daughter.

He Dongchen raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect to go to ancient times and watch a public opinion war.