Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 119 It's Enough That She's Happy (Part )

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Uncle's thoughts are still as keen as ever."

Old Master Lu stroked his beard contentedly, "Your aunt said the same thing."

As the footsteps approached, Lu Laohou also leaned on Zizhu, with his folding fan spread out in front of his chest, pretending to be intoxicated and closed his eyes to listen to the piano.

He has always been the character of Confucian generals.

People can't fall down.

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head with a smile. Quan Dazhou thought that Old Master Lu was a Confucian general, and his uncle was probably the only one.

Zhao Chen followed Luo Ping to the vicinity, but did not disturb him, but stood not far away and listened until the end of the song, before he came forward to say hello.

He praised, "The sound of the Seven Emperor Uncle's piano is like high mountains and flowing water, which makes people feel delighted. It's a coincidence that my nephew came. It's rare for others to have such a blessing."

Zhao Chengyuan withdrew his hand, took a sip of tea from the low table beside him, Fang said calmly, "The prince's piano skills are the best among the princes, if you want to listen to the piano sound, you don't have to come to Jin Palace."

Zhao Chen smiled, "My nephew's piano skills don't dare to be compared with Uncle Seven."

Luo Ping couldn't help but slander, if Ye Chang was here, I'm afraid he would have to intervene, the prince didn't mean to let you be compared with him.

Zhao Chen smiled again at Lord Lu, who seemed to be still savoring the sound of the piano, "Old Lord Lu, I'm disturbing your pleasure of listening to the piano all the time."

Only now did Old Hou Ye Lu open his eagle eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, "The prince is here!"

He cupped his hands as a greeting.

"His Royal Highness should pay more attention to the case of the Chen family. Ning girl is going to be your imperial aunt in the future, so it can be counted as your filial piety in advance."

Zhao Chen smiled and said, "Old Lord Hou made a joke. The Lord of Zhaoping County is still in his filial piety and cannot discuss relatives. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to joke like this. Of course, his own family won't take it seriously. Uncle Seventh Emperor and Duke Dingguo will be impeached for disregarding filial piety and human relations."

Old Master Lu said indifferently, "Never mind him! If Ah Yuan can marry a wife, it doesn't matter if he is impeached! As for Duke Ding, he was impeached, and I'm too happy to be happy!"

When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain it, which is Zhao Chen's feeling at this time.

Old Hou Ye Lu has always been open-minded, he just opened his mouth to speak fallacies and heresies, but he also took the title of an old country uncle, the real brother of the Empress Dowager Lu, no one can do anything to him.

He laughed and said, "Old Hou Ye is free and easy, I admire him alone. Did Lao Hou Ye ask Uncle Seventh Emperor if he wants to marry a wife?"

Old Master Lu frowned, "Is there even a need to ask? All the materials and bedding have been sent to Dingguo's mansion. Why doesn't he marry a wife and do these things?"

Even so, he himself didn't have much confidence in himself.He had been talking to himself for so long just now, but Ah Yuan didn't answer a single word.

It is not a lie to say that this uncle is not easy to be.If he was a real father, the child could still be beaten once if he was disobedient, or twice if one was not enough.But A Yuan is a nephew, a prince, and a great prince, so he can't do anything.

Zhao Chen sat on the ground opposite Zhao Chengyuan, looked at Zhao Chengyuan with a smile, "Uncle Seventh Emperor wants to marry a wife?"

Zhao Chengyuan poured a cup of tea and put it on Zhao Chen's side, "Did the prince come here on purpose to ask this king?"

Zhao Chen held the teacup and pressed it under his palm, "Naturally, my nephew should take the important matter of the Seventh Emperor's uncle and concubine into consideration. If we marry Dingguo's mansion, it will be a great event to be celebrated by the whole world."

Old Hou Ye also pricked up his ears.

He also wanted to know Ah Yuan's exact answer!

Zhao Chengyuan turned his head to look at him, "Uncle, it's time to practice sword with aunt."

Being dismissed at a critical moment, Mr. Lu Houye was very unhappy.

But A Luo is still waiting in the mansion, and he can't be late to make his wife unhappy.

He left angrily.

Shake the paper fan whistling wind.

Zhao Chengyuan pointed to the teacup in Zhao Chen's hand, "This is bamboo leaf tea, try it."

Zhao Chen opened the lid of the cup and took a sip, "The tea soup is green and has a pleasant fragrance, it must have been prepared by the uncle himself."

He put down the teacup and said with a smile, "It's just that the frost has passed and the weather is getting colder. Bamboo leaf tea is cold, so it's untimely. Drinking it will hurt your health. Uncle Huang still needs to be cautious."

Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows and eyes were light, "Everything is born and restrained, and each has its own solution. The prince is too worried."

Zhao Chen asked, "If there is an unresolved chill, how will Uncle Huang treat him?"

Zhao Chengyuan slowly poured a cup of tea for himself, "I can't solve it, I just accept it."

Zhao Chen asked, "What if the accumulated cold is too severe and life-threatening?"

Zhao Chengyuan bent one knee, put his elbow on his knee, and held a teacup in his hand. He looked calm and calm, "The prince is obsessed with weighing the pros and cons, but he doesn't care about the sorrows and joys of his heart. As long as the king is happy, why should he care about other things."

Zhao Chen looked at him for a long time, his eyes were gloomy.

He smiled suddenly, "Uncle Qihuang has always had plans since he was a child, and my nephew has never encountered you being trapped by anything. I hope you will never be trapped."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Then I will accept the prince's auspicious words."

He took Zhao Chen's teacup away, "This tea is not suitable for you, so don't force it. I also have jade agarwood from the Marquis of Yongping. It nourishes the stomach and the heart, and it is most suitable for you. Luo Ping, you Go and bring it to the prince to drink."

Luo Ping cupped his hands and left quickly.

Zhao Chen said with a smile, "The emperor may have forgotten that my nephew's five elements belong to fire, and bamboo leaf tea is the most suitable for clearing the fire and clearing the heart. You don't need to bother thinking about the way to resolve it."

Zhao Chengyuan's brows became colder, and he stopped playing riddles with Zhao Chen, "Zhaoping has a simple personality and a miserable life experience, don't do anything that hurts her."

Zhao Chen was silent, he never thought of hurting her.

He just wanted to be nice to her, and to be with her.

But remembering that he had hurt her so deeply, he couldn't say anything that he wouldn't hurt her.

Zhao Chen said, "Nephew would like to ask, Uncle Seventh Emperor, can you guarantee that you will not do that thing that hurt her? If you marry her, how do you know that it will not hurt her the most?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked at his nephew who was two years older than himself, and suddenly couldn't understand him.

He is determined to win You Ning, and his feelings are so passionate, it is really not his nature.

Although it was said that it was love at first sight, it was too much for him to go to the point where he would not hesitate to challenge Jin Wangfu.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at him lightly, "The prince is really young and young, he only has love and love in his heart."

He paused, "It doesn't matter whether you marry or not, as long as she is happy, that's enough."

Zhao Chen was very surprised by this answer, but it seemed to be expected.

Zhao Chen looked at him fixedly, "Uncle Huang, do you believe in the way of heaven?"

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head slowly, "I don't believe it. I believe in myself."

Zhao Chen got up and cupped his hands and said, "My nephew still has some work to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Zhao Chengyuan hummed lightly.

Zhao Chen walked away slowly.

The sound of the piano sounded again behind him, clear and bright, as if there were high mountains and flowing water, and birds singing in the spring stream.

Until he left Jinwangfu, the sound of the piano stopped.

　ashamed...ashamed...

　　Tomorrow one more at noon. . . .

　　Cover your face and run away...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)