Nacai has already been done by the woman. Zhong Shuo only needed to ask for his name before, and after asking his name, he will perform the next four rituals in the next year.

The folk custom in Changhua is to use a matchmaker as an intermediary to get a name card and birth date from the woman's home, but the royal family is not the same, the man needs to personally ask the female elders in the woman's family to ask her name, the queen has passed away, and Zhong Shuo is required for this trip Go and invite Yongmu's uncle's wife, Mrs. Jiang.

On the first night of the first day of the new year, Emperor Longde held a banquet in the Zichen Palace for his ministers, and the matter of asking their names was quite urgent. Emperor Longde always pampered Diji Yongmu, but he didn't know why the marriage was so hasty.

After breakfast, Zhong Shuo hurried to the Jiang's residence, and asked Mrs. Jiang to go to the palace to ask her name. Mrs. Jiang had already made preparations, and they were very polite to each other, so that they would not make people laugh.

Zhong Shuo and Mrs. Jiang greeted a few words, then exited the flower hall where the guests were received, and soon saw Jiang Huai leaning on the porch smiling at him.

Inside the Nuan Pavilion in Jiang Huai's courtyard.

Jiang Huai skillfully brewed tea, and after a while, a cup of good Yaoshan Maojian was placed in front of Zhong Shuo, "Try it, the Maojian brought back by my father a few days ago is very fresh."

Zhong Shuo doesn't know how to taste tea, even the best tea tastes good in his mouth, Jiang Huai will not know that he is so attentive now, just to make fun of him.

He took a sip of tea slowly and said, "You can say whatever you want."

Jiang Huai's smile didn't fade, and he just said no, "Brother Beining will soon be Huai's cousin-in-law, and Huai, as a cousin, wants to ask his brother-in-law well."

Zhong Shuo: "..."

Jiang Huai underestimated him, Zhong Shuo had seen some things in the world.

He said: "Brother Jiang be careful, the emperor's concubine is gold and jade, we should not talk about right and wrong behind our backs, this is not what a gentleman does."

Jiang Huai said: "What is Beining afraid of? Cousin Yongmu is not at the house right now, so why not have a private chat with my brother-in-law?"

Zhong Shuo didn't answer his words, and started another topic: "When will the Jiang family's clan open after school? I want to send Zhong Ji Kaimeng." He originally wanted to send him to a private school today, but he remembered what happened when he woke up this morning. This year's festival is approaching, and all the schools are already on vacation, so we have to wait until the next year when the schools open.The Jiang family's scholarly family passed on the family, and the children they taught were all good, so he wanted to hand Zhong Ji over to the Jiang family.

"Your second brother is only seven years old, don't be so eager, let him play for a few more years." Jiang Huai persuaded.

Zhong Shuo shook his head: "There must be no further delay."

His eyes were complicated, and he seemed to be very worried, so Jiang Huai didn't delve into it, just nodded in agreement, and told him to send Zhong Ji away in spring.

Zhong Shuo heaved a sigh of relief after a big event happened.

"Hey, I almost told you to distract me. I invited you here because I have something serious to talk about."

Zhong Shuo looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Huai smiled maliciously again: "Someone asked me to pass a message." He deliberately paused, looked at Zhong Shuo's brows slightly raised, and said: "The banquet on the first day of the new year, at the north corner of Zichen, someone will take you there .”

Zhong Shuo stroked the teacup twice, and said, "I see."

He wasn't sure how much Jiang Huai knew, so he didn't dare to ask questions rashly, he just kept his guesses to himself.

Seeing that he was so calm, Jiang Huai thought that Zhong Shuo had just been promoted and must be busy after the next year, so he would not have much time to meet each other, so he said a few words: "Everything will be known on the day of your wedding."

Zhong Shuo glanced at him, thinking that he knew about it, and still didn't say much, got up and said goodbye and went back to Zhong's residence.

Because there is a mistress who loves to be lively, the Zhongfu has a lively festival every year, and because Zhong Hanjiang and Zhong Shuo have won awards for their meritorious service, and Zhong Shuo will be crowned princess after the next year, so this year seems to be extraordinarily busy in the mansion.

The servants and maidservants hurried past, the nanny was carefully sweeping and placing new things, and Yu's personal nanny supervised it, but it was also in order.

Zhong Shuo went all the way back to Xieyuxuan, his personal bodyguard Song Zhu came up to meet him as soon as he came back, Zhong Shuo understood it, and asked the servant of Sansao to go down and took Song Zhu to the study.

As soon as he entered the door, Songzhu whispered: "My lord, there is a partridge soup served in the small kitchen today. My lord always likes to drink it, but it wasn't brought by Huangmao, it was a little maidservant who didn't know me, so I dared to taste it. The taste was much more delicious than usual, so the subordinate went to the kitchen to ask again, and the person in charge said that the cook who made the soup was sick today, and a new cook was replaced, who was the little maid who delivered the soup, and said that the kitchen was not manned enough. Deliver it yourself."

Zhong Shuo said, "What's wrong with that soup?"

Songzhu said: "There seems to be some ingredients added to the soup, but after drinking it, there is no abnormality. I don't know why."

Zhong Shuo said helplessly, "Next time, don't eat indiscriminately. Just tell me. If someone really wants to put me to death, you will be a dead body now."

Shochiku: "Subordinates, remember."

Zhong Shuo said: "Don't let the old lady know about this matter. Take this soup to Dr. Liu in Yongshan Hall in the west of the city, ask him to have a test, and put the pine smoke in the kitchen, and tell her to keep an eye on the little maid. Go." Song Yan is Song Zhu's biological sister, both of them have served Zhong Shuo since childhood.

Songzhu took the order to leave, Zhong Shuo rubbed his brows, someone was eager to strike before Yongmu entered the house, his son-in-law became a dead horse before he was done, I don't know who benefited, but fortunately Yongmu wanted to see him, when the time came Leave this matter to him, and we will discuss countermeasures together.

He and Yong Mu are now on the same boat, and aside from the vague goodwill in his heart, he must also stand by Yong Mu's side.

The ancestors of the Zhong family were also appointed kings to pay homage to each other, but it has gradually declined in the past few generations. Zhong Hanjiang has worked hard and now he can only reach the third rank. He is still young but his rank is not low. Zhong Ji is still young. The hope of the emperor rests on his shoulders alone, but the current emperor does not favor the Zhong family, and even has the intention of suppressing it, otherwise he would not have promised Yongmu to him, and now he is struggling in the court.If he guessed correctly, Yong Mu was in a similar situation to him. What made a prince who had the right to inherit be forced to pretend to be a woman for 20 years?What Yong Mu experienced must have been even more difficult. Considering his reputation in Beijing and his recent actions, Yong Mu must have conspired a lot.

He picked up the book casually and flipped through it. It contained dense annotations written by him. His writings since elementary school were complicated and huge. It is true that people outside said that he was capable of literature and martial arts. Although he did not like fame, he probably only For the Zhong family.

Concubine Yongmu is a person who can be trusted. Zhong Shuo can only rely on him.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Zhong Shuo went to Jiang's mansion to take the name card Mrs. Jiang asked, and opened it when he returned home. Inside the carefully sealed envelope was a piece of gold-red flower paper with intricate patterns of peonies. The characters written in Hui ink, silver hook and iron painting, are strong and powerful, and the letter: Emperor Yongmu and Ji Xiao Jiulongde three years on the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, and Zhong Shuo couldn't help laughing, but the name was a little cute.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had picked up a stone when he was out fighting. It was dark in color, like jade but not jade. Come down, and now it is placed next to the sword stand in the study.He asked the old gentleman in the mansion, that stone is named Jiu!

He picked up an Empress Dowager from a war outside.

Zhong Shuo snickered.

But that stone had to be put away, and the dignified Empress couldn't be placed next to the sword stand.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, all the officials had a banquet, and the Zichen Hall was brightly lit. Emperor Longde sat at the head, and on the left was Concubine Shen. Concubine Shen was in charge of the six palaces. She already had the status of a queen, so it was logical to sit in the queen's position on such an occasion .

Emperor Longde is forty years old this year, when he is in the prime of life, he raised his glass and prayed. After reading a long speech, he stated the gains and losses of this year according to the documents drawn up by the cabinet. Prosper and prosper.After the lengthy speech was over, the emperor and his ministers drank together. Emperor Longde put down his glass and looked at Concubine Shen beside him. The two looked at each other and smiled with deep affection.

The maidservants served the dishes one by one, the silk and bamboo sounded, the dancers of the music bureau also appeared one by one, and the officials talked in low voices. It was a scene of singing and dancing.

Zhong Shuo sat among the military officers, poured himself a drink, and occasionally tasted the imperial banquet in the palace, which was indeed more delicious than at home.

He sat peacefully, but he heard the emperor's voice from afar in the hall: "Is that Zhong Shuo, the eldest son of the Zhong family?"

Zhong Shuo got up and saluted, "Returning to Your Majesty, it is this humble minister."

Emperor Longde said again: "Come here!"

Zhong Shuo stepped forward and saluted again. Emperor Longde squinted his eyes, looked at him carefully, and said, "A good-looking talent! Zhong Hanjiang gave birth to a good son!"

Zhong Shuo only said: "Your Majesty is so honored, I am ashamed to accept it." After all, he was also the son-in-law who had personally chosen by decree, but now he didn't even know what he looked like, and Zhong Shuo's heart was complicated.

Emperor Longde said some words of encouragement and praise, and let Zhong Shuo go back to sit. Zhong Hanjiang on the other side also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His Majesty clearly slapped the Zhong family in a subtle way. It would be too high, and Emperor Longde praised Zhong Shuo so much, but he was telling him that the Son of Heaven gave him an inescapable gift.

Zhong Hanjiang thought Zhong Shuo couldn't think of it, he slightly lowered his eyes, silently playing with a jade porcelain wine glass in his hand.

After a while, the atmosphere in the hall became lively, Zhong Shuo put down his wine glass, and the maid behind him stepped forward to refill the wine. When she bent down, she whispered to Zhong Shuo, "Emperor Concubine welcomes you." After speaking, she returned to her original place.

Zhong Shuo didn't change his face or look sideways, he didn't get up until he finished drinking the wine in his glass, and asked the maid behind him to lead the way to the clean room.

In the hall, Concubine Shen waved back the palace servants and poured wine for Emperor Longde with a pair of well-maintained bare hands. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Zhong Shuo going to the clean room with a maid in the palace. It's just a pity that such a person is very good for her Zhuang Jingdiji, but the emperor promised it to Yongmu...

Zhong Shuo didn't know that he almost married Emperor Ji Zhuang Jing. At this time, he was walking through a plum garden with a palace official. The plum blossoms in Zichen Palace were probably the most beautiful plum blossoms in the world, but they were in full bloom on the branches in this cold night. Fragrant, Zhong Shuo felt in a trance that his body was also stained with some plum fragrance.

Passing through the plum grove, you will arrive at the north corner of the Zichen Palace, where there are few people, the maid turned around and bowed to him, put out the palace lantern in her hand, and retreated to a place farther away to guard.

In front of him was an unusually tall figure who was dressed in a court lady's attire, and Zhong Shuo heard his indistinguishable voice saying, "My son-in-law can tell me to wait."

Zhong Shuo's heart fell to the ground, he put away his defensive posture, and bowed to the person: "I have seen Diji Yongmu, Diji joked, I dare not ask Diji to wait for a long time."

Xiao Jiu looked at him and said, "Why is the son-in-law so heartless? Yong Mu's heart was wasted in vain."

Zhong Shuo approached Xiao Jiu, and said in a low voice, "Di Ji, but what's wrong with the neighborhood, do the walls have ears?"

Xiao Jiu said: "Not at all."

Zhong Shuo: "Then why does Di Ji...?"

Xiao Jiu said expressionlessly, "Has General Zhong always been so puzzled?"

Zhong Shuo: "?"

Xiao Jiu straightened his sleeves and used this action to cover the corners of his raised lips. He looked at Zhong Shuo and said sincerely, "It's nothing."

Zhong Shuo: ...

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