Thinking of this, Mother Liu could only sigh and swallow her words of advice.

The moon is at its zenith, Hanlin Lane, Zhao Mansion.

After an hour, Hualan was already weak and powerless, with her pretty face flushed.

Supported by Cai Zan, she forced herself to bathe, then lay in Zhao Han's arms and whispered, "I overheard someone mention today that you once wrote a poem for Wei Xingshou of Yiyun Tower?"

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment. He chuckled dryly twice, "It was just a spur of the moment thing. Hua'er, are you jealous?"

"Hmph, I didn't." Hua Lan turned her face away with her pink lips slightly pouted.

After a moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said, "Sir, our backyard is really too quiet."

"I thought it would be better for the official to find a concubine that he likes to marry into the mansion, so that she can help me share some of the burden."

"What do you think, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Han, who was playing with his grandfather's lover, looked at Hua Lan in surprise.

However, in this era, it was normal for a husband to have three wives and four concubines. He pondered for a moment and asked in a gentle voice, "Hua'er, do you have someone you like?"

"Yes, my uncle's sister Shulan!"

"Master, you should have seen her. Grandmother also said that Sister Shulan is gentle and virtuous, and will definitely be able to help me serve you well."

Hua Lan raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Han with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhao Han was startled, but Shulan's beautiful face and graceful and voluptuous figure appeared in front of him.

"Grandmother has already sent a letter to Youyang, asking for the opinions of Uncle and Aunt. Do you think it's appropriate, sir?"

This statement clearly left Zhao Han no room for rebuttal.

He had no choice but to nod and say, "Hua'er, please make the arrangements. I... can do anything..."

"That's good!" Hua Lan smiled and clapped her hands happily.

-

A few days later, in Youyang, Sheng's residence.

In the old lady's room, the candlelight flickered, and on the table lay a letter sent at full speed from Bian Jing.

"I don't agree. My Shu'er has been well-mannered and sensible since she was young. How can she be someone else's concubine?" Li twisted her handkerchief and frowned.

She felt that if Shu Lanruo married Wang Ruofu's brother-in-law as a concubine, she would never be able to hold her head up high for the rest of her life.

Sheng Wei sat upright in the chair, constantly weighing things in his mind. As the saying goes, comparing yourself with others will only make you angry.

Whenever he thought of Sun Zhigao's face when he came to ask for money, he became furious.

The eldest old lady said in a deep voice, "I know my sister's temperament best. It's true that she was a bit impulsive when she was young."

"But ever since that short-lived Sheng Huaiyuan passed away, she has been left alone to support the second branch's family business and raise Hong'er to adulthood."

"The Second House is now what it is today, all thanks to me, the elder sister, who has single-handedly managed it."

"She's willing to put aside her pride and personally write a letter to persuade me to marry Shulan to her brother-in-law as a concubine. She must have seen that the brother-in-law has a bright future."

Li curled her lips and said, "Mother, but I'm a concubine... it's not decent to tell others about it!"

The eldest old lady leaned forward, the candlelight flickering in her eyes, "What if that son-in-law can be made a marquis or a prime minister?"

After hearing this, Li was stunned.

Youyang is just a small place, and the most prominent family here is just a seventh-rank county magistrate.

If her daughter could become a concubine of the current marquis or prime minister, it would indeed be a rare and good thing.

"Sir, what do you think?" Li looked at Sheng Wei.

Sheng Wei sighed and said, "Brother Sheng and his family are so lucky!"

"Han Ge'er and Sun Zhigao, one is like the bright moon in the sky, the other is like the mud in the ditch, it makes people..."

"In my opinion, for a girl of Shu'er's appearance and character, it would be a disgrace if she married into the Sun family."

Just as the old lady was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a graceful figure standing behind the screen.

Her eyes moved slightly and she coughed lightly.

"Shu'er, since you're here, why don't you just come out? This will save me, Grandma, from having to send someone all the way here."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Wei and Li both looked towards the screen. Shulan, twisting a handkerchief, slowly walked out from behind the screen.

After bowing politely, she stood beside Li with her eyebrows lowered.

"I'm sure you heard what we said just now."

"According to the rules, I shouldn't ask you about this, but I want to hear your opinion today."

After the old lady said this, she looked at Shulan meaningfully.

She knew that Shulan was a very gentle and well-behaved person, and even if she was asked to jump into the fire pit, she would not refute at all.

"Look at Grandma when you speak. Which one do you like better, Sun Zhigao or Zhao Han?"

Shulan's body trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her jade-like face.

After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "Sun Zhigao is a playboy, with a crude appearance. He squandered our family's money everywhere. How can he be compared with the young man from the Zhao family?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old lady understood Shulan's intentions.

"In that case, I will write a letter tomorrow to tell my old sister that our family has agreed to this matter."

Sheng Wei immediately spoke up, "Okay, Shu'er's marriage is settled. If Sun Zhigao dares to come to our house again, I'll kick him out."

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Chapter 85: Bah, that's insulting (two in one)

In Bian Jing, in the backyard of Prince Yan's Mansion, several weeping crabapple trees are in full bloom.

Prince Yan was dressed in casual clothes, sitting upright in the hexagonal pavilion, playing chess with his lecturer Qiu Zheng while listening to the news brought back from Yangzhou by his subordinates. His expression became increasingly solemn.

"Zhao Shouzhen... the second year of Jingyou..."

"Has the emperor left the capital this year?"

The subordinate bowed at the bottom of the steps and whispered, "In reply to your Highness, I have secretly checked the diary. In September of that year, the emperor went on an incognito tour to the south and passed through Yangzhou."

As soon as these words were spoken, Prince Yan's eyes suddenly froze, and a strong murderous intent surged in his eyes.

"No wonder the emperor suddenly ordered all officials not to mention the matter of adopting a royal family member. So that's why!"

"This prince and his family have been doing business in Bianjing for several years, working tirelessly and diligently to build up a reputation and prestige!"

"Now, a bastard has appeared out of nowhere, ruining my years of planning!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and slapped the pavilion pillar with his palm.

Qiu Zheng quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, please calm down. In my opinion, this matter can still be turned around."

“Nearly half of the officials in the court are your supporters, and most of the important positions in the six ministries are held by our people.

"Even if Zhao Han is the son of an official, he has no imperial certificate to prove his status, and he has lived among the common people for many years, so his family background is shallow."

"As long as we firmly believe that the emperor is old and foolish, and has been deceived by treacherous people, and then contact the censors and make a report, we may be able to turn the tide."

Upon hearing this, the cold light in Prince Yan's eyes grew even colder, and his fists clenched until they made a creaking sound. "What a wild thought!"

"The emperor has so far refused to issue an imperial edict announcing Zhao Han's identity, in order to prevent this very incident."

"Han Zhang and Xue Pu, those ignorant old scoundrels, have probably been secretly supporting Zhao Han for a long time!"

Several years ago, Prince Yan repeatedly invited the old ministers in the court to banquets.

I even condescended to visit them in person, but they always found various excuses to refuse.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and continued, "Prince Yong is a brainless idiot. The emperor threw a few bones at him, and he really thought he was going to rule the East Palace.

"Little did they know that the old man wanted us brothers to fight each other so that he could reap the benefits!"

Seeing Prince Yan so angry, Qiu Jing felt beads of sweat on his forehead and whispered, "Your Highness, what should we do now?"

"If the emperor really appoints Zhao Han as the crown prince in the future, then none of us who have been following the prince will be able to escape punishment."

"My humble life is not worth dying for, but you, Your Highness, and Your Highness the Princess..."

Prince Yan laughed out of anger, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

"This king has been planning this for years. Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

He suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Qiu Zheng, "Tell you, brother, we are all tied together now, no one can escape!"

Qiu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale instantly, and his knees gave way as he fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, please understand. My two brothers are loyal to you and have no second thoughts!"

Prince Yan then coldly looked at his subordinates in tight-fitting clothes and said, "Go to Puzhou and tell Jiao Feng and the others to immediately train their troops day and night and be ready to be dispatched by me at any time. Remember, not a single word of this can leak out!"

Puzhou was the fief of King Yan, located in Jingdong Road.

If we ride fast, we can reach Bianjing in one day. Even if a large army sets out, the journey will take at least three days.

Originally, Prince Yan secretly recruited soldiers and horses in order to one day check and balance Prince Yong, but he never expected that the situation in Bianliang had changed silently.

In the eyes of Prince Yan, Prince Yong is now just a chess piece of Zhao Zhen and will soon be abandoned.

After all, Prince Yong relied on his status as a royal relative to bully men and women and seize people's land in Bianliang over the years, and there were no less than ten murders in these cases.

Whether he ascends the throne in the future or Zhao Han is lucky enough to be appointed as the crown prince, what awaits Prince Yong is that his property will be confiscated and he will be imprisoned by the Imperial City Administration.

"As you command!" The subordinate responded without delaying for a moment and immediately set off on his journey at full speed.

At nightfall, Prince Yan came to the residence of Princess Yan with a gloomy face again.

Princess Yan was removing her hairpin in front of the mirror at the moment. She caught a glimpse of his expression in the bronze mirror, paused, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, Your Highness? Who in the court has offended you?"

"Has Concubine Rong been in contact with you recently?" As he spoke, Prince Yan stretched out his arms, motioning Princess Yan to help him change his clothes.

Princess Yan's eyes flashed with doubt. She stood up and stepped forward and asked, "Why are you asking this suddenly, Your Highness?"

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