I can't afford to mess with the concubine doctor

Chapter 136 Rumors
Once you have made up your mind, you must implement it as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and the marriage decree issued by the emperor is the best cover. After all, no one will think that Murong Li will treat her soon-to-be brother-in-law at this time. Leng Yuanxun started.

Let's talk about the emperor, he could have directly sent someone to the Huaiyang Marquis Mansion to announce the decree, but in order to show the importance he attaches to Leng Yuanxun, he finally decided to announce it in public in the court hall early in the morning.

Ordinarily, this matter is airtight. Apart from the emperor, Concubine Xu and Princess Qingyu, only a few confidantes in Qinzheng Palace and Linzhi Palace know about it, but... there has never been an airtight situation in this world. Qiang, although Concubine Xu has repeatedly instructed Princess Qingyu not to mention it to anyone before the emperor's decree, but such a great thing can't be shared with others, even if it's just a few days, for Princess Qingyu, It is also a great torment.

Naturally, there were only a few more people who knew about it, but it was a coincidence that among those people was Leng Yuanxun's eyeliner who had planted in the palace in the early years, so...it was hard not to get news.

To Leng Yuanxun, although such news was a bit sudden, it was not really a surprise. With Princess Qingyu's unyielding temperament, she obsessed the emperor to make such a decision. It was not surprising at all. What's more, it is still in the current situation where the court forces are in urgent need of balance.

"Master, it's okay if the emperor tells you in private. Once the imperial edict is announced, you will be guilty of resisting the edict if you refuse it. This...you need to think carefully about it!" Qing Yang frowned, looking handsome The five sense organs are so worried that they are almost crowded together.

It's no wonder that Qingyang is worried, he is the clearest about his master's feelings for Qu Lingxu, but Princess Qingyu has absolutely no chance of becoming the eldest concubine of Huaiyang Marquis Mansion, but the emperor's will cannot be disobeyed, otherwise once the emperor If he is furious, the master's situation will be even more passive.

One Murong Li is nothing to worry about, but once he offends the emperor, the situation in the capital will inevitably fluctuate greatly, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Of course the decree must be resisted, but the person who resists the decree is not my son." Leng Yuanxun calmly flipped through the "Taiping Yulan" in his hand, without even frowning.

Even in the years when Qu Lingxu didn't appear, Leng Yuanxun never wanted to marry Princess Qingyu for a moment. Now that he knew that this was a string that would be sent out sooner or later, how could he not have thought of a countermeasure, as the saying goes,' People have no long-term concerns, and there must be near-term worries', since I have made plans early, I will not be too flustered, but now I put it together with Murong Li's plan to reveal his life experience, and I have to adapt a little bit to deal with it. achieve more satisfactory results.

"Master, you..." Although Qing Yang believed in Leng Yuanxun's plan, but for a while, he couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking, and the expression on his face not only did not relax, but became more worried.

"Don't worry, it's someone else who has something to do." Leng Yuanxun rarely explained something to Qing Yang, and then lazily said: "Spread the news that this son is not the father's son, don't stick to any version, the more you spread it The more bizarre and lively the better, remember, everyone must know about it.”

If his predictions were correct, Murong Li probably had this idea in mind. Misin from aristocratic families has always been the best thing for common people to talk about after dinner. If such a scandal is so big, it is impossible for the emperor to suppress it even if he wants to.

Instead of waiting for Murong Li to make a move, it's better for him to take the initiative to strike first.

Hearing Leng Yuanxun's order, Qing Yang was almost choked to death by his own saliva, at least he stopped coughing, and immediately retorted: "Master, why do you want to do this kind of thing that damages your own prestige? Could it be that... there is no other way?" Is there a way?"

In aristocratic families, status and bloodlines are a symbol of dignity. Once a dispute arises, even if it is cleared after verification, it will always be disgraceful and damage the prestige, which is inevitable.

"You think of a better one for this son?" Leng Yuanxun didn't explain, he just raised his deep eyes and looked at Qing Yang with a half-smile.

"Subordinate..." Qing Yang has been around Leng Yuanxun for so many years, so he is naturally not a stupid person, but it is still too difficult to deal with such a difficult problem, so that he tilted his head and thought for a long time. Scratching his head blankly, he said, "Is there any way for my subordinates, please think about it again, master, once this remark is spread, it will never be taken back."

"What to do when you take it back, let them talk, there will be more benefits in the future." After saying this, seeing Qingyang still standing there like a pillar, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said: "I don't want to leave, I just want to leave." Let me throw you to the night club for a few days?"

"Um... this subordinate will do it right away." As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yang flashed out of the room like a gust of wind, as if there were wild dogs chasing after him.

Yebu is a place that specializes in cultivating hidden guards. The level of hardship is no less than that of modern special forces. Although they are all their own people, they will not lose their lives, but those devil-style trainings that can be called abnormal levels are just casually believed. It was enough to make Qingyang's scalp numb, and he definitely didn't want to try it.

Although Qing Yang still doesn't understand Leng Yuanxun's approach for the time being, his execution ability is superb. In less than an hour, restaurants, teahouses, theaters, large and small in the capital, including the uncle who sells candied haws at a stall by the bridge, all know about it. This big secret.

Now, the scene is quite lively.

"Have you heard? Leng Shizi is not the son of the Marquis of Huaiyang, but a wild child brought in by Mrs. Hou from outside in order to protect her status." In Jixianju, one of the best restaurants in the capital, several people dressed in The rich young man in brocade clothes didn't even bother to drink the fine wine, so the two or three huddled together and discussed in whispers.

"Yes, yes, I've heard about it too." Seeing that there were no outsiders around, another noble young master poked his head in and said mysteriously: "Actually, I have long felt that something is wrong. Generations of kindness, but generations of descendants no matter how talented and learned martial arts are mediocre, how can Leng Yuanxun come out on top everywhere?"

The person who spoke was Liu Jingze, the son of the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. This man is not like an ordinary dude. He has achieved success in both martial arts and martial arts, but his temper is a little smaller. He always feels that he is the best, and he was compared by Leng Yuanxun for nothing Going down, I am naturally not reconciled.

"If Brother Liu said so, wouldn't Leng Yuanxun's true identity be more noble than the prince of the Hou family? How could it be possible?" Cui Hao, the son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, shook his head and whispered: "If you want me to say, this news is absolutely incredible. It won't come out for no reason, I'm afraid that someone wants to manipulate some conspiracy behind the scenes, we'd better be cautious in our words and deeds, so as to save time from being implicated."

Cui Hao is an upright person, but he is relatively timid. He said a few words casually, but he guessed the truth with every degree of accuracy.

Some people are cautious, and others are naturally flamboyant. As soon as Cui Hao finished speaking, Wang He, the second son of the Minister of Rites who was sitting beside him sipping tea, snorted softly, "I didn't say that, Brother Cui, your courage is too small. The so-called no wind, no waves, even if someone really wants to plot against Leng Yuanxun, there must be solid evidence, otherwise how will it end in the future?"

"Brother Wang is exactly what you said." Liu Jingze repeatedly echoed, "Nowadays, this matter is being spread everywhere, and you can't suppress it. If it continues like this, it will reach the emperor's ears sooner or later. I'm afraid there will be a lot of excitement by then. .”

"That is, people should not be too complacent, otherwise it will be of no benefit."

"that is……"

I remember a celebrity once said that rumors spread faster than the flu, have more energy than a meteor, and are more exhausting than a miscarriage. Therefore, the discussion here is temporarily over, but other places The discussion is far from stopping...

As long as you are in the capital, even if you cover your ears, you will definitely know about such rumors. The Marquis of Huaiyang has occasionally felt cold in the past few days, and has been staying in the inner courtyard to rest. The servants are afraid that he will get angry if he finds out, so they have been cautious all the time. Hiding it, but after all, I still didn't hide it.

After the dinner, the Marquis of Huaiyang felt a little stagnant, so he asked the housekeeper to follow him for a walk in the back garden with a lantern, but within a few steps, he heard two housekeepers who were sweeping the yard whispering.

Because the distance is not too close, the Marquis of Huaiyang didn't hear it clearly, he only vaguely heard a few key words such as 'shizi' and "identity", but this was enough to arouse his vigilance, he quickly stepped forward, and said coldly Asked: "What are you talking about?"

The two servants were just chatting about nothing, but they didn't expect to alarm the Marquis of Huaiyang, they trembled all over in fright, plopped down on their knees, and begged for mercy repeatedly: "The little ones deserve death, please forgive me! "

"Let's talk about that later." The Marquis of Huaiyang raised his hand to signal them to get up, but the two servants were so frightened that they didn't dare to get up.

The slaves are talking about the crime of the master behind his back, but the Marquis of Huaiyang is not the master who treats his servants harshly, at most he just reprimands him, and he will never be scared like this. Thinking about it this way, the Marquis of Huaiyang is more and more sure that something happened For some important matter that he didn't know about, he couldn't help but darken his face, and his tone became more stern, "What exactly happened, tell me all about it, and if you dare to hide anything, you will be beaten to death immediately!"

People are not afraid of death, let alone being beaten to death with a stick. The two servants were so frightened that they almost collapsed into a pile of flesh. After a while, they tremblingly said: "Back... back to the master, in the city... ...There is a rumor spreading in the city, slave... slave..." Because of the fear, the servant's upper and lower teeth kept chattering, and he couldn't speak any more.

The Marquis Mansion of Huaiyang is not a place where news is blocked. Usually, if there is any movement in the capital, the steward will report it immediately, but this time he avoided talking about it. It can be seen that... it must be a big deal.

Thinking like this, he turned to look at the butler who had been silent all this time, and said coldly, "Speak."

(End of this chapter)