Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 125 Can you, Rong Chen say something

Early this morning, Old Master Murong sent someone into the palace to hand over a request for an audience.

For this former father-in-law, Dongfang Guiyi naturally gave enough face and approved the promise.

So the old man Murong excitedly sat in the sedan chair and drove over.

Walking to the gate of the palace, he happened to meet Yan Qicheng coming out of the sedan chair. He had no doubts, thinking that Yan Qicheng was going to explain the funeral of Zhongyonghou, so he went to greet him and sighed.

Falling in love is worse than meeting by chance, the two walked together and entered the palace.

Seeing that the two of them came together, the emperor just remembered that a few days ago, Yan Qicheng also handed over the note of today's meeting, and he also complied.

It needs to be explained here that the emperor of the Dayu Kingdom does not have such a grand event every morning, and the courtiers stand in line to start the performance, at most once a month.

On weekdays, they are the chief ministers of the departments, such as the ministers of the six departments, and officials of the level of Zhongshu and Shizhong under the door will submit the processed and screened government affairs papers to the emperor.

Meetings will be called only if necessary.

Of course, there are also many memorials that the emperor needs to review every day.

But it will not be like the one shown in the TV series in the previous life. It seems that there is an early court every day, so that the emperor can show that the emperor is diligent and loving the people.In fact, even in the real history of the previous life, this would not be the case.In that case, the bosses of the government department would quarrel in the court every day, and the entire department would not have to do anything.

Therefore, if the dignitaries wanted to meet the emperor, they had to go to the palace to hand over the papers for the meeting in advance.After the emperor approves, he can enter the palace to see him.

If the emperor wanted to see someone, he could just ask the eunuch to summon him out of the palace.

Old Master Murong and Yan Qicheng are both highly respected and rare people who are rarely seen.

Moreover, neither of them are members of the court, so what they are talking about must have nothing to do with the government.Dongfang Guiyi invited them to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a chat.

After serving tea and snacks and exchanging greetings, it is time to get down to business.

Old Master Murong and Yan Qicheng looked at each other.

"Old Master, please first." Yan Qicheng respected the old man and made a gesture of invitation.

Old Master Murong was also polite, and turned his eyes to Dongfang Guiyi, "Your Majesty, I am here today to discuss with you the choice of the emperor's grandson Dongfang Hao's rightful concubine."

Yan Qicheng was startled, his eyes were raised high.

Dongfang Guiyi was not surprised by the intention of the old man Murong, after all, he also had spies, and he generally knew the movements of the various mansions in Yecheng.

It is no secret that the old man Murong hid a beautiful woman for Dongfang Hao in the village of Yue'e Lake.

Both Han Xiangting and Li Gan hinted to him that the position of Concubine Su cannot be left to the Murong Mansion.

These two families have deep influence in the court, and the Murong family has their feet on the political and business circles, and their energies are scattered. Although he helped Murong Yunhao to be the prime minister, it will take time to cultivate power.

At present, compared with these two, the Murong family is still relatively weak.

Therefore, today he planned to play Tai Chi with the old man.

"Hao'er's house has just entered two side concubines. A few days ago, I asked him about his plans for the main concubine, but he has no idea for the time being. So, I also want to talk about it slowly."

Old Mr. Murong took a deep breath in his heart. Hearing the emperor's tone, he seemed to know his plan and wanted to refuse?
"Marriage since ancient times has been the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. Even if Hao'er is the prince, the emperor has to decide. Hao'er's mother and concubine died early, and the old man is his grandfather, so naturally he has to worry about it."

"Old Taishan's words are very true."

Hearing his mention of Concubine Shu who died young, Dongfang Guiyi's face darkened a little, and his tone couldn't help but soften.

Yan Qicheng was startled when he heard it, and couldn't help interjecting, "Since we are discussing the candidate for Prince Su's concubine, can you let me say something."

Immediately, four hesitant eyes swept towards him.

Yan Qicheng felt that he had come at the right time, and he pulled out an envelope from his sleeve, "Your Majesty, this is a letter from my father to my minister one month before his death, and it contained the request he planned to make to the Eastern royal family."

He stood up, knelt down respectfully, and presented the envelope.

Eunuch Fuhai hurried over to take the envelope and forwarded it to the emperor.

Dongfang Guiyi took out the letter paper inside and looked at it carefully.I didn't seem to understand the meaning after reading it, so I went back to the top of the page and read it again.

Hao'er's market is really good. Even the Zhongyonghou Mansion, who has never intermarried with the royal family, has ideas for him.

However, this matter... how to deal with it?
It seems to be interesting.

Dongfang Guiyi is a shrewd politician, he is still calculating the gains and losses in his heart, but his face is becoming more and more silent, no one can see his thoughts.

Finally, he raised his head.

His eyes turned towards the old man Murong, "Old Taishan, the old loyal and brave Marquis wants to betroth Yan Xinyi, the prostitute daughter of the Hou family, to Hao'er."

Old Master Murong had some bad thoughts in the beginning, but now that they are implemented, it is like a bolt from the blue.

"Your Majesty, this old man has already found a good concubine candidate for Hao'er. She is Murong Qingxue, the eldest daughter of Murong's direct descendant who was left behind by the old man's ancestors in the north. She was raised by the old man herself. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, embroidery and dance, and has a beautiful appearance." Hao'er also has a deep affection for her, and she is the best candidate for the concubine of Prince Su's mansion." He hastily recommended it.

Yan Qicheng had already returned to his seat, and he didn't give way at this time.

"Your Majesty, the Zhongyonghou's Mansion has been loyal and good for generations, and the youngest daughter Yan Xinyi is beautiful, virtuous and meritorious, worthy of the title of Concubine of Su Wang's Mansion."

After finishing speaking, he felt that his effectiveness was not enough, and he added, "This is what my father asked the Eastern Royal Family."

This sentence is too lethal.

Dongfang Guiyi's eyes narrowed, the ancients valued their promises, let alone the promises of the royal family.

He wanted to make a decision right away.

"Your Majesty." Old Master Murong sensed something was wrong, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The previous Zhongyong Hou's request to the Eastern royal family must be witnessed by at least three important officials in the court, and it cannot be determined by just a letter."

Yan Qicheng refused to accept, "My father died suddenly, leaving only a letter, which clearly stated that he wanted Xinyi to marry into Prince Su's residence. Could it be that I forged it?"

The old man Murong relied on the old to sell the old, and refused to show weakness. "I don't dare. However, the rules were passed down more than 200 years ago, and they cannot be easily changed."

"Rules are dead, people are alive."

"No rules, no standards."

"This time it happened suddenly, my father's spirit is in the sky. Could it be that he can't go to heaven because of this?"

"The old man discusses the matter as it stands, Lord Hou don't want to scare me."

……

Both of them felt that today was the right time to come. If they came half a day late, the emperor would be fooled into making an order, and it would be too late to regret it.

Thinking about it this way, the passion for fighting is even more intense, and it's a fight right away. No one will give in to anyone you say.

Fu Hai looked dizzy from the sidelines, Lord Su was indeed a sweet pastry, even the Zhongyonghou Mansion wanted to come over to have a bite.It's just this situation, why is it so messy? !
Thinking of the Han and Li families who would attack next, he couldn't help but feel a headache for the emperor.

The two quarreled until the end, and they couldn't compete for the ugly Yinmao. In the end, their eyes met Dongfang Guiyi unanimously, "The emperor please decide."

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was instantly quiet.

　Liuliu: "My lord, so many people are coming to snatch this sweet pastry, Ah Jiu, what are you doing?"

　　Ah Jiu: "Let him curl up and leave in a round shape."

　　Prince: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)