A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Song Hongshen stood at the door, frowning and looking into the hall.

At this time, Mrs. Wang was kneeling on the ground, crying.

Wang stood up and leaned over to help Madam Wang up, saying, "Sister-in-law, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"Even the emperor didn't interfere with Hong Shen's marriage, so how could I interfere?"

Mrs. Wang refused to get up, "You are his adoptive mother, and your kindness in bringing him up is greater than heaven."

"If you sincerely ask for my help, I don't believe that you can't help Jin Yao's future."

At this point, Madam Wang grabbed Wang's arm and said, "Sister, Jin Yao is your biological niece. Believe me, supporting Jin Yao to ascend the throne is the best for the Wang and Song families."

Upon hearing this, Wang immediately shook off her hand, her face tense as she said, "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? Sister-in-law, I am not afraid of such outrageous words, but please don't implicate my Song family."

As long as the emperor is still alive, the prince can only be the prince.

At this time, if the Song family talks about who to support as the queen, it means they are tired of living.

Besides, the Song family did indeed raise Song Hong with great kindness.

However, no matter how great the grace of raising a child is, it cannot overcome the difference between a ruler and his subjects.

If the Song family relies on the grace of raising their children and acts recklessly, the destruction of the entire clan will not be far away.

Therefore, ever since Song Hongshen performed the enthronement ceremony, the prince has been more low-key than before and has been more strict in disciplining his subordinates.

Wang raised her head and saw Song Hongshen standing at the door.

Song Hongshen stepped into the room and performed the same family ceremony to Wang as before, "Greetings to mother."

Wang said hurriedly, "We are family, why should we be so polite?"

Then he asked him, "Are you ready for dinner? Today the mansion made your favorite roast duck, and I asked someone to leave half of it for you."

Song Hongshen felt warm in his heart, "I'll go and have it later. I'm really craving it. The roast duck sold in restaurants outside is not as good as the one we make at home."

Since he became the crown prince, many people's attitudes towards him have changed. However, the Song family's elders still treat him the same as before.

He really treats the Song family as his own home, and doesn't want to sever this relationship because of a change in his status.

Song Hongshen helped Wang sit down, and then asked, "Why is my aunt here? Why are you crying?"

"My grandmother is old, and it's not auspicious for my aunt to cry like this."

Song Hongshen's words revealed a hint of coldness and dissatisfaction, but he was also willing to give Wang face and called Mrs. Wang aunt.

The word "Aunt" made Mrs. Wang happy, and she thought that the Crown Prince still remembered the old times.

She wiped the tears from her face and her tone returned to normal, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I was thinking of your cousin and was worried."

Song Hongshen sat down next to Wang. Seeing that Mrs. Wang did not stand up, he was too lazy to call her. She could kneel if she wanted.

A servant brought tea. Song Hongshen took a sip and said, "My aunt is worried about my cousin. She should go home and take care of her. It's really not nice to cry here."

Mrs. Wang thought Song Hongshen would ask her what happened to Wang Jinyao, so she took the opportunity to express Wang Jinyao's feelings.

But Song Hongshen didn't ask. She thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, Jin Yao has deep feelings for you. Can Your Highness be flexible and only draw lots to select three?"

Song Hongshen shook his head and said, "No, aunt, please go back."

"Don't bother my mother about this in the future. The Wang family and I only have a small amount of affection. My aunt has worn it out, so it's gone forever."

Mrs. Wang was suddenly stunned. Her master had also said the same thing in the morning.

Wang Jian did not approve of her coming to the Song family to make trouble because of Wang Jinyao's affair.

His original words were: The prince and he were nominally uncle and nephew, but they were not real uncles, so how much affection could there be? The little affection he had with the prince would have to wait until the critical moment.

Mrs. Wang did not dare to face Song Hongshen the same way she did when facing Wang Shi.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Your Highness, it's really because of this that Jin Yao has lost her appetite. I'm afraid something bad will happen to her, so I want to ask Your Highness the Crown Prince to save her life."

Song Hongshen was not moved, and said in a cold voice: "Aunt really dotes on her daughter. Whatever she wants, she can help her achieve it. If she wants to ascend the throne, does she have to ask my father to give up the throne?"

Madam Wang was so frightened that her face turned pale. "I dare not. Your Highness the Crown Prince is too kind."

Seeing that Song Hongshen really had no intention of giving in, Mrs. Wang did not dare to stay any longer, for fear of really angering him.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I will take my leave."

Song Hongshen hummed calmly and said politely, "Take care, aunt."

After the housekeeper sent Madam Wang away, Wang said, "Your aunt is also confused. In my opinion, she should have arranged a marriage for Jin Yao earlier."

Song Hongshen suddenly remembered that before the Chinese New Year, he heard that Wang Jinyao was getting engaged to the son of Zhao, the prefect of Huizhou.

He returned to his ancestral home, and the Wang family canceled the marriage proposal with the Zhao family.

Now it seems that it is not just Mrs. Wang who is confused, I am afraid that Minister Wang also has the same idea.

Song Hongshen thought for a moment and said, "Mother, please persuade my uncle and aunt. They are all family. If they get embarrassed because of this, I'm afraid mother will be embarrassed too."

Wang knew that Song Hongshen was the one who really cared about her.

I'm afraid my brother and sister-in-law are now only concerned about their daughter's future.

She was also a little angry. If her brother and sister-in-law had considered her, they would not have made things so difficult for her.

So after hearing what Song Hongshen said, Wang also snorted coldly, "Don't worry, my son, mother won't be confused about such things. If the Wang family is not afraid of embarrassment, then we are even less afraid."

Song Hongshen praised: "I know that my mother is very righteous."

"I am lucky to have been raised by my mother since I was young. My mother never treated me as an outsider."

Wang patted his hands and said, "We are one family, so let's not talk about different things. The Song family is your home no matter when."

"Let's go have lunch. The roast duck won't taste good if it gets cold."

*

On the night of August 21st, Song Hongshen changed into black clothes.

After leaving the Song family, he went straight to the Ministry of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites was not well guarded, so Song Hongshen sneaked in without much effort.

There was a booklet on the desk of the Minister of Rites.

He flipped through the pages, found the pages he wanted to read, and wrote down the numbers.

Then he restored everything to normal and left the Ministry of Rites.

Early the next morning, autumn rain began to fall in the capital.

After the first light of day appeared, civil and military officials passed through the red walls and went up to the Qianyang Palace.

Shen Zhizheng, who was standing at the head of all officials, spoke to the Loyal Prince Song Zan, "Your Highness, what is the Crown Prince up to?"

Song Zan snorted, "You are his teacher, and you don't know, how should I know?"

"This kid is getting more and more cunning. I can't figure out what he's going to do."

The two of them just chatted with each other, and they supported whatever decision Song Hongshen made.

But the civil and military officials following behind the two men were worried.

Especially those who have daughters of marriageable age, on the way to court, they silently pray for blessings from the gods and Buddhas.

After the morning court session began, it was customary to deal with state affairs.

But for some reason, today very few ministers submitted memorials to the emperor.

Later, when the Minister of Rites saw that no one had submitted a memorial, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have compiled a list of all the suitable candidates in the capital."

"Should we choose people according to what His Royal Highness said?"

He still felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's methods were too casual.