Getting Rich from Legend of Zhen Huan

Chapter 275 The Meng Family bowed their heads and Prince 7 was unwilling

Yixiu was so moved by what Defei said that she acted very skillfully.

But poor Peiguo Duke Meng Dase smiled bitterly as he looked at the two letters in front of him. He was injured on the battlefield in his early years and had only one daughter. He had originally planned to find a capable and honest son-in-law to inherit the military power of Peiguo Mansion and also give his daughter a place to live in the second half of her life.

But man proposes, God disposes. Who would have thought that Concubine Shu in the palace would look down upon the little things in the Duke of Pei's mansion? It's not that Meng Da was modest. He had not been to the battlefield for a long time, and there was no male heir in his family. He just had some face in front of Emperor Kangxi, and he never thought that his family would have the chance to "climb on the dragon and attach to the phoenix" one day.

To be honest, the Seventeenth Prince was a good candidate. He was liked by Kangxi, too young to get involved in the fight for the throne, and he was good at both literature and martial arts, and had good character. However, all these good things were ruined by Shu Fei's initiative. Meng Dase knew it very well. If Shu Fei had no idea, why would she contact him?

Moreover, Meng Dasai had a clear understanding of her family. She was born in the Han army banner, and it was useless to have the title of Duke. If Shu Fei and her son really succeeded, it would be difficult for her daughter to become the queen, unless she was posthumously conferred the title. The person was dead, so what was the point of posthumously conferring the title? It was just a nice thing to say.

If the intentions of Shufei and Defei were different, Meng Dasai might have been able to play both sides and find a way to get Meng Jingxian out. But the two letters all had the same meaning, that is, his daughter was going to be the seventeenth wife.

Worried! But no matter how worried he is, Meng Dase has to talk to his wife, otherwise he will be in a more passive position when the draft comes next year. It is better to say that he is prepared now than to receive an imperial decree next year.

Mrs. Meng burst into tears after hearing the news. "You are so good, Meng Dase. I married into your family and took care of your household affairs. What do you give me in return? You actually want to marry Jingxian to the royal family!"

Meng Dase smiled bitterly, "My wife, how can I make the decision? The palace thinks highly of us, so they said it in advance in a nice way. Can we take advantage of them?"

Mrs. Meng wiped her tears and asked, "Is there no other way?"

Meng Dase raised his head and said helplessly, "If it was only Concubine Shu, I would have gone to the palace to ask the emperor to make the decision even if I had to break up with him, but Concubine De also intervened."

Now that the Eighth Prince has failed, the Eighth Prince's faction has been taken over by the Fourteenth Prince. Now it seems that the only two possible candidates are the Fourth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince. Concubine De will be the future empress dowager anyway. Meng Dasai can afford to offend Concubine De, but not the empress dowager.

Mrs. Meng cried out in pain, "My poor son!"

Meng Dase felt equally bad, "It is because of my incompetence as a father that our Jingxian has been implicated." If he could still fight on the battlefields, how could the ladies in the harem dare to treat their family like this?

Meng Jingxian, who knew the whole story, was calmer than her parents. "Seventeenth Master inherited the good looks of the Emperor and Concubine Shu. He is proficient in poetry, songs, riding and archery. Many girls in the capital like him. My daughter is getting an advantage."

Meng Dasai said with guilt and pride, "Jingxian is more insightful than your father."

Meng Jingxian smiled, "What's the big deal? If I'm lucky enough to win the favor of Master Seventeen, I can save our family business."

Meng Dase only has one daughter, Meng Jingxian. Even if he wants to support his future son-in-law, she is not his biological son after all. When Meng Dase dies, who will inherit the Peiguo Mansion? But if Meng Jingxian becomes the Seventeenth Concubine, who would dare to be so ugly in the name of the Seventeenth Prince?

It was just nice words. Meng Dase and Madam Meng still looked unhappy. How could anyone be easy to deal with from the royal family?

Meng Jingxian comforted her, "My daughter has always hated that she cannot be a man. She cannot even continue the family business created by her father. Now that she has the opportunity, she can repay her father and mother."

Mrs. Meng felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife when she heard this. She felt so sorry for her poor daughter.

The family hugged each other and cried for a while, then wiped their tears and gritted their teeth to get ready.

However, before Shu Fei had time to be happy after receiving the confirmation from the Duke of Pei, she was hit hard by the Seventeenth Prince.

"Mother, my son wants to find someone who shares the same ideals with him and live a life like a fairy couple." When the Seventeenth Prince heard that Shu Fei was looking for someone for him, he came over and said directly.

These words made Shu Fei so angry that she fell back. She had been arranging his marriage for a long time and finally got the Duke of Pei to agree. But this brat came to make trouble again.

"What do you mean by being in love? If you are attracted to a girl from a fishing family, do you want to marry her home as your wife?"

The Seventeenth Prince said firmly, "If love lasts forever, it doesn't matter if we are together day and night. If there is really such a woman who loves my son, why not marry her as my wife?"

Shu Fei was so angry that she laughed, "Okay, okay, our Seventeenth Master, for love, is willing to go against the ancestral precept of 'Manchus and Hans cannot intermarry'. What can I, a woman in the deep palace, say?"

The Seventeenth Prince was helpless, "You know that's not what I meant." No matter how carefree he was, he dared not go against the family rules of his ancestors.

Shu Fei quickly calmed down and said from another angle, "You are already this old, don't you want to think about making achievements and establishing a career?"

Of course the Seventeenth Prince wanted to, but when he thought about the life-and-death struggles among his brothers in the previous dynasty, he became discouraged. “Nowadays, the court is becoming more and more unstable. Even if my son goes, I’m afraid he won’t get any chance.” The previous princes tried their best to show themselves, so how could they easily give up the opportunity to the Seventeenth Prince?

Shu Fei continued, "You also know that the brothers ahead are very capable, so mother wanted to find some help for you!"

The Seventeenth Prince remained silent. After all, he was inexperienced and didn't know that there were so many twists and turns behind marriage.

After a long while, the Seventeenth Prince finally managed to say, "The wife is the one who will live with my son for the rest of his life, how can we just decide on her so easily?"

Seeing that the Seventeenth Prince was wavering, Shu Fei stopped pressing and said, "You are right. You and Fu Jin will live together in the future. Why not meet her so that you can have a plan in mind?"

The Seventeenth Prince knew that this was Shu Fei's bottom line, so he could only nod in agreement.

However, after leaving Shufei's palace, the Seventeenth Prince walked lonely on the path, reciting Beifeng·Xintai in a low voice, "Xintai has a river, the river water is overflowing. Yan Wan's request, the Quxie is not fresh. Xintai has a sprinkle, the river water is surging. Yan Wan's request, the Quxie is not extinguished. The fish net is set, the wild geese will fly away. Yan Wan's request, got this kind of charity."

This poem is about a woman who was deceived. She thought she had married her ideal husband, but she didn't expect that he was ugly and immoral like a toad. It expresses the gap between ideal and reality. The Seventeenth Prince didn't dislike Meng Jingxian, he was just sad that he couldn't choose the person he liked.

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