God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Old Fu came up and asked, "Master, do you know the news from the palace?"

Du He waved his hand: "Isn't it that the Sikong Mansion wants Changsun Chong, the second generation ancestor, to marry His Royal Highness Princess Changle? Your Majesty also said that the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting will be discussed again. At that time, once my young master comes out, he must not let Changsun Chong obediently surrender. Don't worry, Princess Changle is the chairman of the board of supervisors of our Dream Group, such a good cabbage cannot be eaten by Changsun Chong's pig!"

The first-hand news that Du He got was sent by someone sent by Ximen Qing.

But Du He didn't take this matter to heart at all.

He is confident that he is capable, and if he works hard at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair, even if he can't marry Princess Changle, he will definitely let his eldest grandson rush to the bamboo basket to fetch water in vain, and he won't be able to marry Princess Changle.

Therefore, even though it was less than two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, he was never nervous.

Early in the morning, he went to the brick factory to check the recent production status, and accompanied Lu Yuan to solve several production process problems for the brick factory.

The old Fu grabbed Du He's sleeve and said distressedly: "Master, you don't know, just now, someone came from the palace, took His Majesty's handbook, and forcibly took His Highness Princess Changle away, now... ...I'm afraid they have already reached the palace."

Du He was taken aback.

He looked at Old Fu, and then at everyone.

Everyone's expression was surprisingly unanimous.

Du He turned around, stared at the old Fu, and asked, "Are you sure, it's His Majesty's order?"

The old man nodded hastily: "Master, you can't be wrong, it's His Majesty's order, and Wen Buren brought someone here himself."

"Before Wen Buren left, did he leave any words?" Du He asked.

The old man thought for a while, and said: "Before Mr. Wen leaves, call me aside and let me tell you, young master, that you must not act rashly, otherwise, you will fall into a place of eternal doom."

Du He fell into silence at once.

Now it seems that this matter is by no means as simple as he thought.

What he didn't expect was that it was Li Er who made the move himself.

"Where's Yuan Shu?" Du He asked.

Zhang Jian said, "His Royal Highness Princess Runan is in the finance department."

Du He nodded: "Zecheng, mobilize manpower, block the dream group, no one can enter or leave at will, without my order, even the police in the palace are not allowed to enter. Also, send more manpower to protect the financial department. Not even a mosquito enters the financial office."

"Yes!"

Du He turned around, saw everyone's solemn faces, and said with a smile: "Why are you all just staring blankly, why don't you hurry up and go to work, be careful that my young master deducts your bonuses."

The crowd dispersed.

Du He stood where he was, shaking his head: "This matter...it seems not easy! Lu Bu, you send two people to Chang'an City to find Ximen Qing, and ask him to reveal everything he knows."

Lu Bu asked, "What if that kid won't say anything?"

Du He said in a cold voice: "Spend money on him until he tells Master Ben all the news."

"understand!"

Immediately, five healthy horses rushed out of the Dream Group and headed towards Chang'an City.

Chapter 346 Crazy

Not long after, Zhang Jian hurried back to Dream Group, accompanied by people who had just gone to Chang'an City to inquire about news.

A courtyard next to the independent courtyard where Du He lived was the top secret of the entire Dream Group.

The small courtyard is guarded by five armed guards with high martial arts skills.

Around the yard, there are often mobile guards patrolling.

In the courtyard, there is a post at three steps and a sentry at five steps, and the guards are very strict.

Since Lu Bu sent people out, Du He came to the attic on the second floor of the courtyard, sat quietly at the table, holding a brush in his hand, writing and drawing something over and over again.

Zhang Jian and Lu Bu hurried to the attic, both of them looked a little ugly.

Du He wrote on the paper: The mountains look colorful from a distance, but the water is silent when you hear them close up!

Then he picked up the paper, threw it into the brazier next to it, and set it on fire.

He looked up and asked, "How's the situation?"

Zhang Jian hurriedly said: "Young Master, the situation is not good. It is said that the Sikong Mansion has asked His Majesty to marry Princess Changle. There should be news all over the sky. Everyone only knows that there is such a thing, but no one knows the specifics.”

After a pause, Zhang Jian continued: "I just went to the Laiguo Mansion in person, but I was told that the master was left in the palace yesterday and has not come back yet."

Du He laughed and said: "It seems that the palace deliberately blocked the news, even an official as big as my father was detained. It seems that His Majesty is very afraid of me?"

Lu Bu stepped forward and said, "The ghosts and gods came to report just now, and they have already met Ximen Qing."

"How? Has our old friend spoken?"

Lu Bu shook his head: "Ximen Qing didn't say anything."

"Is the money not enough?"

"No," Lu Bu said helplessly, "Xu Zhengdao and Ghosts and Gods don't regret spending money. Ximen Qing, who was thrown with money, was foaming at the mouth, but that guy still kept silent and refused to say anything. It's really strange .”

Du He put down his brush and said with a smile: "It's nothing strange, there are two reasons, one is that Ximen Qing doesn't know anything, even if he takes money to kill him, he doesn't know, and the other is that he knows , but for some reason dare not speak, anyway, this matter is becoming more and more interesting. The two of you continue to inquire about the news. "

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late at night.

Wende Hall.

In the empty hall, there were only Li Er and Changsun Wugou.

Li Er rubbed his temples and asked, "Is Lizhi back?"

Empress Changsun nodded: "With His Majesty's letter, it was the Dream Group that Mr. Wen went in person. There is no reason why he can't bring him back."

Li Er said: "I thought Du He would make a big fuss, but I didn't expect him to be so restrained in this matter."

Empress Changsun sneered and said: "Restraint? Rather, he has self-knowledge. At a young age, Du He relied on some strange skills to win His Majesty's favor and became a hot figure in the court. But Don't forget, Your Majesty, Du Xiang is now in good health. Every day is not as good as every day, and it is inevitable to retire from old age and return home. As for Du He, in my opinion, although this son has talent, he is only a small talent, not a big talent... How can he become the mainstay of the Tang Dynasty... The most important point ..."

After a pause, Empress Changsun said: "Your Majesty, don't forget that whether it is Du He or Du Ruhui, they are always foreign ministers, and the Tang Dynasty belongs to the Li family. A minister of two hearts, Li Zhi, must never marry Du He, not to mention marrying two princesses, which is unprecedented in history, how can he, Du He Hede, become Li Zhi's consort? Marry into the Sikong Mansion, and from now on, the eldest grandson's family will be devoted to His Majesty wholeheartedly, from generation to generation, they will open up territories for the Li family without any second thoughts."

Li Er hesitated for a while, and said: "Guanyin maidservant, but that grandson Chongming is stubborn, how can he be worthy of beauty."

"It's better to be stubborn than to be uncontrollable like Du He." Empress Changsun has never been so decisive as she is today.