From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

In order to gain benefits for herself, she flattered King Cheng very early on. The Royal Concubine had some affection for her and chose a good son-in-law for her.

This girl from the Meng family had a humble background in every way, but she had a connection with King Cheng.

Having been with the Imperial Concubine and Prince Cheng for so many years, Princess Pingyang was very clear about their plans.

The Salt Transport Administration was such an important position that I couldn't bring myself to refuse.

But she was unhappy that her son came to her in person to ask for help.

Princess Pingyang was like many evil mothers-in-law in modern times. She had only one son, who was her darling and whom she was so afraid of dropping that she held him in her arms and legs. Any other woman was not worthy of her son in front of her.

"Got it. I'll send someone to find out. Don't worry."

Gu Zhige couldn't help but say, "Thank you, mother."

Princess Pingyang looked at him coldly with a look of secret delight, waved her hand and told him to go back, out of sight, out of mind.

Before they even met, she already had a bad impression of Meng Liu.

Since her son came to her in person to ask for help, she must have had some private contact with him. She would not think whether her son took the initiative or not, but would only think that the woman was confused by her son's desire to climb up the social ladder.

Ever since his mother agreed, Gu Zhige has come here more often, and it is obvious that he is very anxious.

The main reason was that everyone saw Meng Liu's appearance at the palace banquet. He felt uneasy without getting such a beautiful girl, so he wanted to settle the matter quickly.

Princess Pingyang finished her dinner under his waiting. She said, "I have inquired about it. That girl is not yet of marriageable age. If you really want her, it won't hurt to hire her as a concubine."

Gu Zhige was horrified: "I'm afraid that's not appropriate."

Princess Pingyang glanced at him with her wrinkled eyes: "What's wrong with that? You should know that marrying a daughter of a fifth-rank official will not help you."

"The deputy envoy of the Salt Transport Department is the man of Uncle Cheng, and he controls Uncle Cheng's purse. Hiring him as a concubine may be a disrespect to the Meng family."

Princess Pingyang was quite satisfied with this answer, as she had just mentioned it in the first place.

Meng Qian'an's position is too critical, so she certainly would not displease King Cheng over this matter.

Looking at it from another angle, marrying the daughter of the Meng family as a daughter-in-law can actually be considered another way of surrendering to King Cheng.

She has no biological mother, and her husband's family background is not well-known in the capital. In recent years, she has no room for speech in front of King Cheng. This time, she had to ask the imperial concubine for a job for her son.

If they marry the girl from the Meng family, their princess mansion will certainly have closer ties with King Cheng. In the future, if they want to ask him to do something for them, they won't have to refuse. Even if it's not for the sake of her sister, it should be for the sake of Meng Qian'an.

"The Lantern Festival is a happy family day. It's not a good time to disturb other people's reunion with something like this. After the festival, your mother will personally go through this journey for you."

Gu Zhige smiled immediately: "Thank you, mother."

"But..." Princess Pingyang waved her hand, and two beautiful maids lowered their heads and walked into the room. "You are old now, it is time for you to understand the world. You can take these two maids back with you."

Gu Zhige's expression froze. He didn't want anyone else, but he also knew that his mother had just agreed to marry the girl from the Meng family for him, so it was difficult for him to refuse such a small matter.

"Yes."

The two maids followed him back to the yard. He only ordered the servant to take them downstairs and settle them down. It seemed that he had no intention of favoring them.

On the Lantern Festival, Gu Zhige had dinner early and drove the mansion's carriage to Guanyan Terrace.

When he arrived at the place, he remembered that Meng Liu had never accepted his invitation.

He hurried to the Meng Mansion again, and when he got there he heard the doorman say that the young masters and young ladies had already left the house.

He walked aimlessly on the street somewhat depressed, but unfortunately this time God did not do as he wished. There were crowds of people coming and going, but he did not meet the person he wanted to meet.

The servant beside him probably knew what his young master was worried about, so he suggested, "Young master, why don't you go to Guanyan Terrace and wait? I heard that Guanyan Terrace is the best place to watch the fireworks in Beijing. I'm sure Miss Meng also knows that, so she has to go there."

Gu Zhige touched his chest and nodded: "Okay, let's go."

Meng Liu followed his two brothers and two cousins ​​all the way to the Guanyan Terrace. Many people had already arrived there.

They were accompanied by maids and servants who protected the young men and women inside. The common people nearby did not dare to rush in and moved aside, allowing them to occupy an excellent geographical location.

There were vague gazes all around, which made Meng Liu frown. She didn't like being stared at by others.

"Miss, would you like me to get the curtain from the carriage?" asked the maid Apple.

Meng Liu looked around. There were too many people in Guanyan Terrace at this moment. By the time Apple came and went, the fireworks would probably be over. She knew her maid. Although she was steady, she grew up with the original owner and was only fourteen years old. How could a little girl not love lively occasions?

"Forget it, let's go back after watching it."

When Gu Zhige arrived, all he could see were crowds of people, and he couldn't see any figures at all.

"Make way, make way." The officers and soldiers with swords filed in. "This place has been reserved by our prince. Everyone leave immediately!"

When the people heard this, they didn't dare to say anything and pushed each other away.

In ancient times, class divisions were clear and no one dared to confront an official in person. Therefore, even if the other party was not right, no one dared to object.

Guards with swords cleared the area and soon the Guanyan Terrace was cleared out.

Meng Liu pulled his cloak and said, "Let's go too."

Meng Dingfeng grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Which prince is it? He is so overbearing."

"Brother, shut up!" Meng Liu scolded.

His men are waiting with knives, and you are still saying these things, are you going to die? They are fifth-rank officials, and they can be killed with just a wave of the prince's hand under his power, not to mention that the Meng family is not clean.

Gu Zhige's face was still very recognizable. When the guards with swords saw him, they saluted and said, "Prince."

"May I ask who your master is...?"

"His Royal Highness Duan Wang."

After just two sentences, the man holding his son came up with a loud laugh.

"Put me down! I'm eight years old! I'm not a baby in your arms!"

Prince Duan smiled and threw his son up: "You will always be my son. You were so attached to your father when you were young, how come you are not cute anymore when you grow up?"

"A gentleman embraces his grandchildren, not his own children!" the little boy protested loudly.

Prince Duan touched his head and snorted coldly: "You were born by me, so I can hold you however I want."

The father and son were arguing when the deputy general beside them whispered something.

Prince Duan looked up and asked, "From Pingyang?"