Chapter 2108: Male Dog in Heat (Thanks to the Leader ‘Happy Girl’ for the Reward)
After the death of Emperor Wen, crises continued to exist. It was not until Zhu Zhanji succeeded to the throne that those crises were slowly suppressed and eliminated.
No, the suspicion is eliminated!
Most crises come from people, and these people are one of the sources of crises.
The struggle between the monarch and his ministers is gradually changing!
Quiet!
Zhu Zhanji is feeling and enjoying this quietness.
Then he smiled and said: "Someone in Shandong is colluding with the Hejian Mansion. I have asked Liu Guan to do things conveniently... Please leave, sir."
After the ministers had gone out, the eunuch outside the door dared to come in and tell the queen mother what she had said.
"After the political affairs have been dealt with, I will go now."
All the way to Ningshou Palace, Hu Shanxiang had already gone back. When the Queen Mother saw him, she frowned and said: "I have seen Wanwan's affairs with many people, but none of them are as good as the first three, but after all, you have to know the root cause!"
Zhu Zhanji comforted him and said, "Don't worry, mother, I have sent someone to check."
The Queen Mother asked: "Who?"
"Xinghebo..."
The Queen Mother nodded and said: "He is quite calm in his work. Hey! Wanwan is eighteen years old. According to the rules, it is time to choose someone. If you are reluctant to let go, then stay for a few more years..."
Zhu Zhanji nodded and accepted what he said.
But the one who is most reluctant to leave is the Queen Mother!
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The most difficult place in the world to keep secrets is probably the palace.
The Queen Mother is planning Wanwan's marriage, so keeping the news is just wishful thinking.
"Princess, the Queen Mother is selecting someone."
Wanwan was standing under the tree, wearing a long skirt and frowning slightly.
Qingye whispered: "There are petty officials, military men, and Jinshi candidates. I want to choose a good one."
She felt that she would definitely follow Wanwan out of the palace. If the consort was not good, her life would also be difficult.
The Ming Dynasty did not need princesses to marry, and starting from Zhu Di, there was no need to treat princesses as bargaining chips to balance the government.
This style brought about a change: most of the princesses' consorts were of ordinary origins, and it was considered a high honor to marry a noble relative.
By the time Zhu Zhanji arrived, he had blocked several waves of relatives' marriage proposals to Wanwan.
This is the signal!
Wanwan was favored by three generations of emperors, and the dowry she received when she got married must have been the first in this dynasty.
Most of the chosen consorts were from ordinary backgrounds, and now they became prosperous!
Moreover, the outside world has long discussed Wanwan's temperament and appearance. It is probably that once she becomes her consort, she will gain both wealth and wealth.
Wanwan looked at the sky.
The sky was cloudless and blue.
She was a little depressed and a little confused.
As a princess, she had no choice. At most, after the Queen Mother determined the final candidate, she would simply explain the situation to her.
So she became a little depressed and didn't even eat dinner.
Qingye quietly asked someone to go to the Queen Mother to talk. But the Queen Mother just sighed and asked someone to bring some snacks.
As parents and elders, of course I feel that I have a good sense and I can never be wrong when choosing someone for my children and grandchildren.
That's what the Queen Mother thought.
So Wanwan became silent. Apart from going to sit with the Queen Mother and the Empress every day, she locked herself in her room.
In the mist, the girl copied carefully. There were already many copied scriptures in the small box next to her.
When the anniversary of the death of Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren, who loved her the most, these scriptures will be burned, just to pray for their happiness in another world.
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Wanwan's search for a son-in-law will naturally attract countless bees and butterflies to covet her.
"I knew I couldn't keep the news, those people... disappeared!"
Many people have focused on Wanwan, especially the Xunqi family, who want to use their children to marry into the royal family, and then continue their own glory and wealth.
Even those civil servant families with many sons at home were inevitably a little moved, but they could not imitate the directness of their relatives, so when the autumn wind blew strongly, people gathered at gatherings from time to time in the capital.
Of course, there must be wine at the party, and there must also be food, good food.
Shenxianju took an order today.
The entire lobby was booked.
"The food and wine are expensive, but they can't bear to go to the private room upstairs. What are these scholars doing?"
The two guys were muttering, and the younger brother who came back early also looked worried.
This group of scholars seems to be personable, but they are fake.
In addition, they were blocked in the lobby, and some people recognized that some of them were officials' sons, so some of the regular guests handed them over and left without eating.
Mochou also came out. She was worried about Huanhuan's health following Fang Xing, so she had been a little uneasy these past few days.
"Miss, do you want to drive them away?"
Brother Yao felt that she couldn't ride a horse, so she was thrown back by Fang Xing. In addition, the man she liked was not in the capital, so she was very angry.
"...The desert is solitary, and the sun is setting over the long river. It's a pity that I don't have the long sword in my hand today, otherwise I would definitely sing a song..."
"The country has no foreign troubles. From now on, it will be a good opportunity for us to serve. There is no harm in singing loudly, but don't forget to learn!"
"..."
The younger brother read and listened for a long time, and finally concluded: "Miss, these people remind me of things at home."
Mochou comforted: "It's over now. You're doing well now. Just forget about the past."
The younger brother shook his head and said, "Miss, I'm missing home! Just looking at them reminds me of those male dogs in heat..."
Mochou frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
She was worried about causing trouble for Fang Xing, so she asked her younger brother to go to the second floor to take a look.
When Yaodi walked down the stairs, a horse neighed outside, and then a waiter went out to greet the guests.
"Master... Young Master!"
Suddenly, a waiter's joyful shout came from outside. Mochou hurried out of the counter and saw Fang Xing and Huanhuan.
Fang Xing walked in slowly with Huanhuan. Seeing Mochou coming out, he said, "It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong."
"Mom!"
After a short separation, the mother and son will naturally be more intimate when they meet again.
The three of them entered the lobby. Fang Xing saw that the atmosphere at the table of readers was good. Some were reciting poems, and some were smiling, and their smiles were reserved.
"Why do these people seem to be showing off and want to let people see them by the way..."
Fang Xing asked Mochou casually. Mochou lowered her head and said nothing. Seeing Huanhuan looking at Fang Xing from time to time, she was overjoyed.
After going out, the father and son became much closer!
Yaodi couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Master, it is said that the palace is looking for a son-in-law for the princess, and these people are showing off."
Fang Xing's face suddenly darkened, and then he said, "They are all playboys. If they show off like this, they will get into trouble sooner or later!"
Yaodi praised, "Master, what you said couldn't be more right. They look like a group of dogs in heat."
Someone at the table suddenly sat up straight, then said something softly with a stern face, and then everyone at the table fell silent.
"Dad! Dad!"
Fang Xing was ready to leave, but Huanhuan was reluctant to let him go. The father and son had a separation drama, and finally Fang Xing asked Mochou to take Huanhuan back to live for a few days before it ended.
After Fang Xing left, everyone at the table breathed a sigh of relief.
That was Fang Xing, who had a close relationship with the royal family. If he said something bad about him, he would forget about being a son-in-law.