novelaction Chapter 28 Prince An's Concubine
Chapter 28 Prince An's Concubine
I don’t know which young master or young lady came here to hide their identities!
Soon, the supplies she purchased were delivered one by one.
The noise was so loud that it attracted the neighbors to come and watch!
The man who had just moved in next door saw this scene and a hint of deep thought flashed across his eyes.
Although I only saw him once, I still felt that the little boy was extraordinary.
Now the imperial court and the Western Rong are still in negotiations, the situation on the border is on the verge of breaking out, and everyone's attention is focused on the issue of marriage.
Thinking that at worst there was still the escape route of marriage, Emperor Yong would not want to see the border war break out again, no matter how reluctant he was.
Everyone thought so, except for the young man who seemed to have gotten some inside information and actually started stockpiling food in advance.
interesting!
The man raised the corners of his lips slightly and walked towards the inner courtyard.
That night.
A cooing sound was heard, and the man who had just soothed his beloved to sleep gently closed the door, then walked slowly all the way to the study.
At this time, there was an ordinary-looking man in black waiting inside.
Seeing the man coming, he immediately knelt down and greeted him, "Greetings, Master!"
The man waved his sleeves gently, signaling the man in black to stand up.
"How is the situation on the front line? When can I return to my homeland?"
"Master, please allow me to wait for another half a month. An Er and An San have already informed Bei Di of your news. They will definitely open a safe route for you in the shortest possible time."
"We need to hurry up, Emperor Yong should have already reacted!"
"Master, rest assured. We, the subordinates, will fight to the death to protect you and your mistress and bring them back home safely."
The man was about to say something when he suddenly heard a delicate voice calling: Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang...
The man rubbed his brows and then whispered, "Go ahead and continue gathering intelligence!"
The man in black flew away.
The man opened the study door and looked towards the next yard.
It is still inconvenient to communicate here. If we take over the next door, it will be safer!
The man twisted his fingers unconsciously, and the boy next door whom he saw today flashed through his mind. For some reason, he always felt that this person was a little strange!
Without thinking too much, the man put his thoughts aside and headed towards the inner house.
We still have to appease this beauty first.
We will find out everything in the future!
...
Dayong, Shengjing!
Within the palace.
Emperor Yong, Murong Chen, was sitting on the dragon throne at this moment, with a frown on his face. He rubbed his eyebrows weakly, thinking about what the ministers had requested at today's court meeting!
The court is currently divided into three factions.
A faction of civil officials, headed by Prime Minister Gu Ming, advocates marriage alliances!
A faction of military generals, headed by General Cao Wei, advocated the use of force to deter, counterattack the Western Rong, and overshadow our country's prestige!
The last faction is headed by the royal family, who also support marriage alliances!
Now, among the three factions, two have reached a consensus, and the last faction cannot stand alone!
With a bang, Emperor Yong slammed his fist on the imperial desk.
On the surface, the three factions were fighting each other, but in reality, most of the court officials were forcing him, the emperor, to marry his own daughter and form an alliance with the Western Rong!
The small Western Rong, founded only a hundred years ago, has grown into what it is today.
How could he not annihilate the Great Yong army, which was as fierce as a tiger and as fierce as a wolf?
Emperor Yong was fierce in his heart, but then he collapsed powerlessly. His sharpness suddenly disappeared. Although he refused to forgive, he had already made up his mind in his heart.
Although Dayong has sufficient military strength today, it has not been on the battlefield for many years, and its swords and knives may have become dull and slow.
The Western Rong are mainly composed of cavalry, while the Dayong are mostly composed of infantry. Once a war breaks out, how will it end?
What if the Northern Di take advantage of the situation and invade?
The more Emperor Yong thought about it, the more he felt that this war could not be started easily!
Now the border frictions continue, and the border troops of Dayong have suffered repeated setbacks!
The general was eager to return home and repeatedly assured that as long as he went back, he would be able to defeat the Western Rong, but Emperor Yong was still uneasy.
If this war breaks out, the general's reputation will surely rise to a higher level. By then, the whole country will be united and the people will support him. Then where will he, the Emperor Yong, put his face?
What's more, war is the most expensive thing.
Now the treasury is empty...
Emperor Yong thought of this and seemed to have thought of something, then asked, "How is Zhaoyang these days?"
The eunuch stepped forward and replied, "Her Royal Highness has been shutting herself up in her residence lately. It's said that she's been crying for many days..."
Emperor Yong's heart sank.
His precious daughter must have been very sad to hear about the marriage.
She liked the eldest son of the Yongyi Marquis family, and originally planned to stay for another year before arranging the marriage, but who could have thought that the Western Rong prince would suddenly ask for Zhaoyang's hand in marriage?
He had few children, and Zhaoyang was his only daughter. She had been raised with great care since childhood. The Western Rong region was remote, and the area mainly relied on hunting. How could his daughter endure such hardship?
Emperor Yong pressed his eyebrows and said, "Has the concubine daughter of Prince An, who is said to be seven points like Zhaoyang, entered the palace?"
"She has entered the harem and is ready to get married at any time!" replied the eunuch.
"Since that's the case, issue the decree! Confer the title of Imperial Consort on Wu, and summon Princess Zhaoyang to the harem to accompany Mother and prepare for her marriage!"
Emperor Yong's voice was cold and echoed in the palace, making people shudder!
The eunuch raised his head slightly, then lowered it again!
Take Emperor Yong's oral instructions to the Shangshufang and ask the Hanlin attendant to draft the imperial edict!
Emperor Yong got up and went to the harem.
He hadn't seen Zhaoyang for a long time and missed him very much.
I wonder if that girl’s eyes were red and swollen from crying?
If she doesn't want to get married, how can I be willing to do so?
But from now on, I'm afraid she will have to give up her status as a princess and be content to be a concubine in the royal palace.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Zhaoyang can stay with his father for a long time, his status is not important!
With him as his father, how could Zhaoyang be allowed to suffer any loss?
Thinking of this, Emperor Yong seemed to have let go of his worries. He quickened his pace and walked towards the harem.
In Xianfu Palace.
Concubine Wu was carefully examining the face in front of her that resembled Princess Zhaoyang.
The concubine of Prince An’s Mansion, Murong Lan!
Although their faces are similar, their temperaments are very different.
The little concubine's daughter, shaped like a quail, exudes a petty air from the inside out.
How can she compare with her Zhaoyang?
But now, with the country in crisis, we can’t worry too much!
"Keep your head up!"
Murong Lan bit her lip and raised her head slightly.
There were tears in her eyes and her face was full of tears!
Concubine Wu glanced at him sideways, then looked away.
If she had seen this face before, she would have felt terrified, but now, looking at it again, she felt extremely fortunate.
It was her good fortune that a commoner was granted the title of princess and married into the Western Rong army in place of Zhaoyang!
"The emperor is here!" A sharp voice was heard, and Concubine Wu collected her thoughts and prepared to welcome him.
"I, my concubine, meet the Emperor!"
"Your Majesty, please see me!"
Emperor Yong strode in, personally helped Concubine Wu up, and held her tender white flesh tightly in his big hand.
Concubine Wu smiled and gave him a cold look, her eyes swept over the figure still kneeling on the ground, and then she helped Emperor Yong walk to his seat.