Rebirth of marriage

Marquis Mingyuan was a man and it was inconvenient to go to the backyard of the Duke's mansion. When Mrs. Hou went to see Nihuang, he brought two jars of wine to see Duke Zhen.

"Uncle, what happened to the fire in the Buddhist hall? I heard that Nihuang was seriously injured." Marquis Mingyuan poured two glasses of wine and gave one to Duke Zhen.

After the death of his eldest son, Duke Zhen Guo would drink some wine in private to relieve his worries in his free time.

Zhao Huaikang was the youngest son and was raised more by his mother. Compared to his eldest brother, he was estranged from his father. After his eldest brother passed away, he felt inferior to his eldest brother and was so outstanding that his father was satisfied. He always maintained a respectful distance from his father but did not dare to talk to him. .

On the contrary, Marquis Mingyuan often came over to have a few drinks with him and talk about the late Zhao Huaian. Over time, the relationship between the two became closer.

The Duke of Zhen Guo picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. "He said he fell asleep while copying the scriptures and accidentally knocked over the candlestick."

In fact, he didn't believe it. Based on his recent understanding of Nihuang, with her irritable temper, she might have been impatient to copy scriptures and knocked over the candlestick by herself. There were many candlesticks in the Buddhist hall, and one place caught fire. Soon It will ignite.

If she really knocked over the candlestick while sleeping, she would have woken up as soon as the fire started. She would have shouted and the secret guards in the house would have appeared to put out the fire. How could she have been burned?

She didn't dare to shout, just because she felt guilty and thought she could destroy it.

Duke Zhen Guo never expected that Nihuang would be stabbed in his sleeping hole by Qiu Chengfeng.

Qiu Chengfeng's acupuncture skills were far superior to those of Xie Jiu. Nihuang was lying on the table with her head drooped, not wanting to move. She felt the slight pain like a light bite from an ant and had no doubt that she had been tampered with. Just feeling sleepy.

However, Marquis Mingyuan became suspicious, "Could a thief have entered the house and want to harm the princess?"

The Duke of Zhen Guo shook his head, "How many thieves have entered Duke Zhen Guo's residence if the entire capital can remain silent and unnoticed by the secret guards?"

"I heard that several martial arts masters have come to the capital recently. Nihuang offended someone at Yongning Marquis that day. Could it be them?"

Duke Zhen Guo abandoned the cup and directly picked up the wine jar and took a sip. "The Qiu couple have a heroic demeanor. They took action on the spot when they were angry. They will not frame up someone's back just because of a few quarrels."

Marquis Mingyuan saw that he was sure, so he stopped insisting. He had never met the Qiu family, but people in the army had heard some of their stories, and it seemed that they would not care about Nihuang's child.

He then changed the subject, "The most important thing for a woman is her appearance. I hope she doesn't leave any scars."

After the Duke of Zhen Guo drank, he would talk more than usual. He glanced at him and said, "Character is more important. Appearance is of no use. It's not a big deal to have scars."

Marquis Mingyuan followed his words and said, "What my uncle said makes sense. Character is the most important thing. However, the princess is to be the wife of the royal family. The royal family values ​​​​face the most. If the princess loses her appearance, I am afraid that she will be provoked. They weren’t happy.”

The Duke of Zhen Guo snorted coldly and took two more sips of wine.

Who said she was going to marry a member of the royal family? King Xiao didn't care about her at all. It would be better to find an honest young man under him to marry and live an ordinary life in the future.

But it was about King Xiao, so he didn’t say this to Marquis Mingyuan.

He also thought about what Mrs. Qian had said to instigate Nihuang. The little woman was more ambitious. She was targeting the third prince because she felt that with the Cao family behind him, he had the best chance of winning that position in the future. She wanted Nihuang to become the queen of a country. ah.

But Nihuang is a member of his Duke Zhenguo's Mansion, and if she really becomes a queen, she will also benefit from the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion. What good will it do to her, Song Nianru?

His thoughts were uncontrollable, and the previously suppressed doubts came up again. Could it be that Nihuang was really her, Song Nianru's child?

But that's not right, Song Nianru gave birth to a son, and he hugged the child with his own hands during the child's first birthday. So what exactly was Song Nianru drawing?

Seeing that he was silent, Marquis Mingyuan just thought that the Duke of Zhen didn't like him talking about such a topic. He took a sip of wine to cover up his emotions and sighed, "In a flash, my cousin has been away for 15 years. If he is still alive, look. How happy I will be when Nihuang is about to get married."

This uncle loves drinking to miss his cousin.

Sure enough, the Duke of Zhenguo answered, "It's three months short of 15 years."

The death of his eldest son was an eternal pain in his heart. He remembered it very clearly. When he thought of his affairs, he couldn't help but think of his eldest son Qingyun.

He said, "I plan to find a match for Qingyun."

Marquis Mingyuan was sipping his wine, waiting for the old Duke to talk about Zhao Huai'an's various outstanding achievements as before. Unexpectedly, the conversation suddenly turned to Zhao Qingyun's marriage. He almost choked on the wine without warning, and stabilized himself. In his mind, he said, "Qingyun is only eighteen this year, isn't it too early?"

The Duke of Zhenguo sighed, "It's getting late. Although there are no major wars in Daxia, there are small battles from time to time. There is also a special force clan that is eyeing the battle. Qingyun will be on the battlefield sooner or later.

To start a family and start a career, it is better to start a family first and then to start a career. It would be better to leave the bloodline earlier. I don’t want the tragedy in Huai’an to happen to him again. "

Back then, father and son were defending against the enemy together, and spies in the army fired hidden arrows at him. In order to repel the arrow for him, Huai'an, who was facing the enemy, disregarded his own safety and was wounded by the enemy's vital parts, making it impossible for him to have children.

Marquis Mingyuan, who was also on the battlefield, also knew about this matter. He comforted him, "My cousin, it was an accident. Qingyun wouldn't do it. Please relax.

Regarding marrying a wife, my nephew thinks it would be better for you to ask Qingyun. After all, he is still young. If you don't really want to marry, and you meet the woman you like in the future, it would be small to have regrets. It would only be painful for the same wife to become a bitter couple. It's a big deal. "

"Father, cousin." As soon as Marquis Mingyuan finished speaking, Zhao Huaikang stepped in.

After seeing the ceremony, Zhao Huaikang looked at the wine jar in the hands of the Duke of Zhen Guo and said warmly, "Father, the doctor told you not to drink more alcohol a few days ago. Just drink this today, right?"

I heard that you were worried about Nihuang today and didn't eat well. Xiaoshuang went to cook for you personally. My son and cousin can eat some with you, okay? "

Xiaoshuang is Mrs. Zhao's maiden name. The two of them have a good relationship. Zhao Huaikang has been calling her this way since their marriage and has never changed her name.

Although the Duke of Zhen Guo drank most of the jar of wine, he was not drunk at all. Seeing the worry and concern on his son's face, he felt much relieved. Although the younger son was not very talented, the couple were extremely filial.

He nodded and said, "Okay, eat some. Tell Xiaoshuang to get some deep-fried dried fish."

Zhao Huaikang smiled, "I know you like to eat. When my son comes, this is what Xiaoshuang will make."

Duke Zhen Guo felt even more worried and patted Marquis Mingyuan on the shoulder, "Let's go, Qingyun is also in the mansion today. Let him and Huaikang drink with you. Qingyun is worried about Nihuang, so he will stay in the mansion these days. Now, you should pay more attention to matters in the army."

"Don't worry, let him have a good rest for a few days." Marquis Mingyuan said with pity, "This child has been able to endure hardship since he was a child, and he is so sensible that it makes people feel sad."

After hearing this, Zhao Huaikang lowered his head. If he wasn't irresponsible, why would his son be so steady and sensible at a young age?

Marquis Mingyuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and patted his shoulder, "Cousin, I really envy you for having such a good son like Qingyun, but cousin, you have to stand up. My uncle is old and Qingyun's shoulders are young. You have to Please help."

"That's what my cousin said." Zhao Huaikang lowered his head.

When the Duke of Zhen Guo saw that his son's head had dropped to his chest, he felt a little distressed, so he smiled and said, "Huaikang is not bad, there must be someone to take care of him. I was born in a general, and I have long been prepared to be shrouded in horse leather. I didn't expect it at this age." I still have Huaikang around my knees, so I’m content.”

Zhao Huaikang rarely heard his father praise him. Although he was not sure whether it was a compliment, he was still very happy. He raised his head to look at Duke Zhen Guo and saw that he had a smile on his face and his head He lifted it up a little more and laughed too.

He didn't like to practice or study since he was a child. He just liked to eat delicious food and play fun things. His parents didn't force him to make progress, so he just lived according to his own temperament.

By the time he knew he wanted to make progress, it was already too late for many things. Seeing his father working hard and his son working hard, he also blamed himself. However, Xiaoshuang was right, blaming himself was useless. They tried their best to do the things in front of them, that is, to their father and son. My son is the biggest help.

Marquis Mingyuan was a little surprised. In the past, when the Duke of Zhen mentioned Zhao Huaikang, he could not help but sigh helplessly, but today he actually spoke for him.

The meal looked the same to him, but he didn't taste it. After leaving the Duke's mansion and getting on the carriage, he said to Madam Hou, "The Duke wants to marry Zhao Qingyun. Please ask Ruoyi to visit me more these days." Walk around in front of people.”

Mrs. Hou's expression changed slightly, "Master Hou wants Ruoyun to marry Zhao Qingyun?"

Marquis Mingyuan raised his head and pressed his eyebrows. He didn't reply, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"Master Hou, I am just a daughter like this, you can't..."

Marquis Mingyuan suddenly turned cold, "What can't you do? I've been raising her with fine clothes and fine food, and it's time for her to fulfill her responsibilities. Do you still expect the Duke of Zhenguo to fall in love with any concubine?"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Mrs. Mingyuan suddenly collapsed in the carriage, her face pale.