MTL - The Male Supporting Roles Who Are Lonely and Old All the Time-Chapter 104 .The Ma Bao Boy in House Fighting Essay 5

At the end of the palace banquet, the sky was full of stars, and everyone lined up to leave the palace one after another, yawning quietly. Fortunately, the emperor was sympathetic and granted permission to rest and take a bath on the second day without going to court.

He Dongchen stayed overnight in the palace with the eldest princess of Xiangyang, so as not to be busy. The palace before Princess Xiangyang left the pavilion is still there, which shows that she is favored.

Jiang Yueming dragged his exhausted body, moving step by step outside the palace, finally got out of the palace gate, climbed into the carriage, and Prince Cheng came to find his presence again.

"Editor Jiang has improved his skills, so he must be promoted in a few days?" Prince Cheng rode a black horse and followed Jiang Yueming's carriage slowly.

Jiang Yueming raised his eyelids, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Prince Cheng didn't hear the voice in the car, so he was not angry at all, and continued to talk to himself, and when he turned to a secluded street, his tone changed, and he said in a low voice: "Editor Jiang should have heard a sentence, the more you climb, the faster you climb. High, the harder you fall, today I can know your secret, tomorrow more people will know, the road ahead is full of thorns and thorns, and it is difficult to move, if you don't join hands with this son, I will definitely keep you safe."

Jiang Yueming sneered: "My biggest enemy is you."

Shut up you!

Prince Cheng continued to persuade: "As a woman, you are not in the court for power and status. If not, after you are exposed, I will marry you as my wife. I can save my life and continue to display my ambitions. It is the best of both worlds."

Jiang Yueming's beautiful eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm: "Hiding in the inner house to fulfill your ambitions for you?"

"What's more, Cheng Wang's son has such a big face. I let the emperor take your position in a few words. How dare you say that you will protect me? What a joke."

Cheng Wang Shizi's frosty handsome face finally froze for a moment, and slowly cracked.

Jiang Yueming told the driver to speed up, and he left him behind in a short while.

After returning to the mansion, Jiang Yueming took a shower and changed clothes, sat in front of the mirror, accidentally found out a set of women's clothes that he kept in his possession, and put them on slowly. The delicate pink softened the original heroic eyebrows and eyes. Jiang Yueming raised his hand, tapped his fingertips on the mirror, and carefully depicted the beauty in the mirror, his thoughts drifted away.

On the second day, He Dongchen accompanied Princess Xiangyang and the emperor to have dinner.

The emperor was refreshed recently, his face was flushed, and the eldest princess of Xiangyang was very surprised. She looked around, leaned over and whispered: "Is there a joy in the harem?"

The emperor smiled and waved his hands: "No."

Princess Xiangyang was even more curious when she saw this. This free and easy appearance was completely different from the past.

The emperor saw his sister's doubts, and explained: "I saw it, the heirs can't force it, it's better to take good care of the body, live a few more years, maybe when the time comes, the willows will be dark and the flowers will be bright, and the dead trees will be spring."

The emperor thought to himself, his father said that the price of his longevity is to have a son in his later years, this is simply too sympathetic to him! When he gets old, he won't feel his son is an eyesore. There has been no father and son in the Tian family since ancient times. If the father hadn't left early, he might not know where he is.

The eldest princess of Xiangyang loosened her brows when she heard the words: "It's good that the emperor can look away."

After all, as long as they live, no one can get past them.

The emperor knew that he could live a long life, but other people didn't know that the ministers who worried about the country and the people, or officials with ulterior motives, all urged the emperor to adopt an heir and establish a prince early.

The emperor is annoyed by the reminders every two days, and those who have ulterior motives can be beaten, but for the loyal ministers who are really worried about the country and the country, the emperor can't take it lightly.

He Dongchen once entered the palace and heard the emperor complaining, his heart moved slightly, and he suggested: "I think they are just too busy, uncle might as well find something for them to do."

The emperor sighed: "I found it, maybe the matter is not big enough, but I still work tirelessly."

After finishing speaking, the emperor changed the subject and pointed to an imperial decree on the table: "You and Jiang Yueming are friends, go and send him a good news."

At Jiang Yueming's palace banquet, he slapped the country in the face and won glory for Dingguo. Of course, the emperor had to show something.

For officials, the best way to reward them is to get promoted!

Jiang Yueming was an editor of the seventh rank, and the emperor skipped from the editor of the sixth rank, and was directly promoted to the official sixth rank. She was promoted across the ranks and became the most promising youngster of the same year.

He Dongchen received the imperial decree and left the palace to pay a visit.

Today, Muxiu, Jiang Yueming was in the mansion, and was puzzled when he heard the Duke of Fufeng came to the door, and then he was smashed by the imperial decree of promotion.

Jiang Yueming received the imperial decree, smiling rarely, and invited He Dongchen to have a meal in the mansion. After drinking a few glasses of warm wine, his cheeks flushed and his eyes became dizzy.

It looks a little silly, which is the complete opposite of his usual shrewdness.

He Dongchen spread out his fan and shook it in front of him: "Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Yueming looked at the fan unresponsively, and suddenly raised his hand to grab it.

The paper fan couldn't resist being grasped, it immediately wrinkled up, He Dongchen simply let go, to see what she was going to do.

As a result, after Jiang Yueming got the fan, his body tilted and he was completely drunk.

He Dongchen stretched out his hand to help, and asked the servant next to him to help him into the house, and covered him with a quilt.

Jiang's mother heard the news and saw her daughter's hair was messed up and her clothes intact, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to He Dongchen, "Let the Duke see the joke, so does Yueming, but the banquet guests got herself drunk. "

He Dongchen said with a smile: "It's human nature to get drunk on the occasion of a promotion."

Mother Jiang smiled bitterly, and the snowball got bigger and bigger.

Jiang Yueming was drunk, and He Dongchen couldn't stay, so he bid farewell and left, heading back home.

There is no shortage of well-informed people in Beijing. Jiang Yueming was promoted to an official, and He Dongchen sent the imperial decree, which soon reached the ears of those who cared.

For example, Prince Cheng, for example, Song Qile who happened to come to find Prince Cheng.

Song Qile tightened her handkerchief, a sixth-rank official, her father had been a sixth-rank idle official all his life, Jiang Yueming was only twenty years old, and had a bright future.

"My lord, if you let Jiang Yueming grow bigger, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future."

During this period of time, Cheng Wang's son played both soft and hard ways, and even promised to become his wife, but Jiang Yueming remained unmoved. This made Cheng Wangshizi start to get irritable, and his patience gradually ran out.

Song Qile checked her face and said softly: "Keeping a tiger is a danger, and the gain outweighs the loss, my lord."

Prince Cheng took a deep breath, and said, "Don't worry, Jiang Yueming's handle is in our hands, and we can't turn the world over."

Song Qile was discouraged, so she changed the subject tactfully, and mentioned something else: "Next month and autumn hunting, can your son open my eyes."

In the previous life, during the Autumn Hunt, assassins assassinated the emperor, and the emperor almost died. Fortunately, a court lady blocked the arrow with her body. Afterwards, the court lady was granted the title of country lord and married into a noble family, which was envied by everyone.

Song Qile had already missed the opportunity at the palace banquet, and she must not miss this time again. Otherwise, the older she gets, the stepmother will marry her at will and repeat the same mistakes.

Prince Cheng frowned: "What are you doing in Autumn Hunting?"

The autumn hunting list was hand-picked by the emperor, that is, only those whose names the emperor could remember were eligible to go. The Pingyang Marquis Mansion had long been in ruins, so naturally they were not included in the trip.

"I just want to open my eyes." Song Qile didn't say her plan, but complained, "At the beginning, we agreed to make a deal, but now the prince got the news, but I lost my shop, and my brother dropped out of school... Sir, you have to make it up to me. "

Prince Cheng pondered for a moment, then nodded in response, at worst, he would disguise Song Qile as a maid and bring him by his side.

Song Qile immediately beamed with joy in her heart, looking forward to the day when she would become the village lord.

Then the autumn hunting list came down in a few days.

Chengwang Mansion is not listed.

Prince Cheng: ...

Song Qile didn't know, so she even sent someone to ask when to leave and what luggage to bring.

Cheng Wang's son became angry from embarrassment and threw him out.

Of the eight palaces, only the Chengwang Palace was missed! It's just a slap in the face.

Cheng Wang, who had done nothing, despaired again! Why again this time!

"Father! Your Majesty must have known that Eldest Brother was going to take Song Qile to the hunting ground, so he named Cheng Wang's mansion!" Cheng Wang's stepbrother ran in and complained. Grab it and ask, good guy! Another braid!

Prince Cheng's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth: "It's just a woman, how could the emperor care about such trivial matters."

"Then why did we become the king's mansion alone!"

Prince Cheng was at a loss for words, he had just received the news and was in a daze, how could he know.

So King Cheng scolded Prince Cheng again, and ordered: "You must break up with that woman! Otherwise, you don't have to do it!"

Prince Cheng endured it.

Song Qile took a scapegoat from the sky.

The fact that Prince Cheng's Mansion was not on the autumn hunting list was naturally due to Jiang Yueming's contribution, and the imperial celebrity was not called casually. She knew in her heart that Cheng Wangfu would not let her go. Once her patience ran out, it would be the time for her identity to be exposed, so if she could cheat her once, she would earn money.

It just so happened that the emperor didn't want to see Cheng Wangfu either, so he crossed out his name with a swipe of a pen.

A hundred-year-old emperor, super capricious!

When Qiuhun Haohaotangtang's team left the city, Song Qile sat blankly in her boudoir, lost in her wits.

Seeing her tossing around for so long, but the bamboo basket fetching water in vain, the personal maid whispered: "Girl, let's take a closer look, isn't it easier?"

Song Qile moved her eyeballs and remained silent.

During the five days of autumn hunting, two days were spent on the road. He Dongchen rode a tall white horse and walked slowly among the team. When the autumn wind passed by, his hair fluttered lightly.

For the assassination in the original text, He Dongchen had already thought of a way to let the emperor know, and he had secretly arranged it, just waiting for the king to enter the urn.

This autumn hunting is a veritable hunting ground.

Jiang Yueming was lucky enough to travel this time, and was at the back of the queue.

When they arrived at the hunting ground palace, they were assigned by the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and each took his place. He Dongchen was allocated a clean yard, free from dust.

Jiang Yueming lived in the same courtyard with several small officials, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He Dongchen invited her to his yard.

Jiang Yueming hesitated for a moment, nodded in agreement, and went to He Dongchen with all his luggage. It's better than sharing a room with a few officials you don't know well.

On the day of the autumn hunt, several princes of the royal family competed to perform and tripped each other. Then one prince fell off the horse and broke his leg, and the other became blind.

The battle for the throne has always been bloody.

The emperor watched coldly. If it was his son who was crippled, he might have to feel sorry for him, but it doesn't matter if it was his nephew who crippled himself.

After listening to them complaining to each other, the emperor each hit 50 big boards, so that the rest of the people can continue to be lively and don't disappoint.

Everyone dared not refuse, and the scene became lively again, making appointments in twos and threes to go hunting in the forest.

He Dongchen and Jiang Yueming brought a few guards into the forest. They had good luck along the way. Many silly rabbits stayed where they were, and they seemed to be deliberately let go.

He Dongchen was too lazy to shoot an arrow, so he urged his horse forward unhurriedly. When he passed a bamboo forest, he picked a green bamboo leaf and played with it in his hand.

Jiang Yueming also has no desire to win against those stupid rabbits.

The two wandered around in the forest, and after an unknown amount of time, they suddenly heard a commotion behind them, with the faint roar of escorts.

"Too bad, the emperor was assassinated!" Jiang Yueming urged the horse back.

He Dongchen followed, but he wasn't worried. Not to mention that he arranged the deployment in advance, even if the assassin broke his defense, wouldn't he still have the amulet that the system left for the emperor in his dream.

When the two arrived, the situation was settled, the assassin fell to the ground, blood flowed like a river, and the emperor stood with his hands behind his back among a group of guards, with a solemn expression on his face.

Next to it, there was another court lady who was shot by an arrow in the shoulder, and the imperial physician was treating her.

People who went hunting in the forest came one after another, retching from the soaring smell of blood. Jiang Yueming's face turned pale slightly, and he tried hard to suppress the nausea in his chest.

The assassination incident brought the autumn hunt to a hasty end. The emperor waved his hand and set off to return to the capital. It was time to clean it up, and it was time to let it go. The emperor was furious, and laid down millions of corpses.

The eldest princess of Xiangyang finally fell in love with a noble daughter of a family, but she didn't expect to be involved in this incident, her home was ransacked and exiled, and her busy work was wasted.

"It's a good thing we haven't settled on a marriage, otherwise we'll end up with a reputation of being ungrateful and ungrateful, and if we don't retreat, we'll be stuck there." The eldest princess of Xiangyang sighed.

"That's all, the situation is undecided, just wait."

Prince Cheng's mansion failed to participate in the autumn hunt and stayed out of the matter. King Cheng rarely showed a smile, and he had a good look at Prince Cheng's son.

After half a month, the atmosphere in Shangjing gradually eased. There was a reward decree from the palace, which made people talk about it, especially the women in the boudoir, who were envious.

"The court lady was lucky, she blocked an arrow for the emperor, and won the title of country lord, so she won't have to worry about it for the rest of her life."

"Yes, it is said that the queen is ready to come forward and find a marriage for her."

Song Qile sat in the corner, feeling lost.

Successive failures made Song Qile, who was reborn full of confidence, start to waver. Maybe she was just a clown.

When people are unlucky, they have all kinds of unlucky things. On the way back home, Song Qile accidentally collided with the carriage of Cheng Wang's stepbrother.

Cheng Wang's son's stepbrother is narrow-minded, so he can't help his elder brother, so he finds trouble with Song Qile, blocks people in the alley, and flirts with her words.

"Let me see what ecstasy potion you gave my elder brother, and let him, an unfeminine person, help you over and over again."

Song Qile was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly told the truth.

Cheng Wang's stepbrother doesn't have any capital, so he knows that Jiang Yueming is a woman! Immediately yelling out, everyone has to say a word, just to show off.

So in the capital, there was a sudden wave of rumors that Jiang Yueming, the celebrity in front of the imperial court, was a daughter!

Jiang Yueming climbed to this position at a young age, naturally aroused a lot of red eyes, and her remarks became more and more intense, and soon spread to the emperor's ears.

The emperor snorted: "These people don't have much ability, and they are jealous of virtuous ones." How could Jiang Yueming be a woman? He is obviously a poor man who doesn't give up.

He Dongchen just happened to enter the palace, and he sighed softly when he heard the words.

What should come is still coming.

I wish the wind and rain would be gentler.