Brother's Road to Promotion

"Second Young Master, Grandpa Guo asked you to go to the study to meet him immediately after returning to the mansion." As soon as Chen Rongxuan returned to his own courtyard, the personal servant came up to report.

"understood."

Chen Rongxuan didn't enter the house after hearing the words, turned around and went to Chen Guogong's study outside.

Chen Guogong is nearly fifty years old, his hair is mostly gray, but he is still full of energy. He is obviously a general, but he has the elegance of a literati on his face. Chen Rongxuan's eyebrows are very similar to him, but his temperament is not like him.

Right now, I am holding a pen and standing in front of the desk practicing calligraphy.

The maid quickly served Chen Rongxuan tea and then bowed out, while Chen Guogong put the last stroke on the paper before raising his head.

"coming."

"Yes, father." Chen Rongxuan cupped his hands and said.

His relationship with Chen Guogong was not considered close, and Chen Guogong didn't seem to care much about him, and he didn't even say anything about the bad messages that came out a few days ago.

After Chen Rongxuan got up, he walked forward, and at a glance he saw the four characters "loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness" on the white rice paper spread across the table.

"What's the matter with the father calling the son?"

Chen Guogong saw that this temper was not at all like his son, and said with a smile: "Why, I can't call you here because I have nothing to do with my father."

"Father was joking."

Chen Guogong walked to the edge of the window and sat down on the couch with the chess board, "Come, come and play chess with me."

Looking at his father with a smile on his face, Chen Rongxuan responded and sat down together.

"Did you go to see King Yan today?"

"Yes," Chen Rongxuan paused while touching the hand of the chess piece, "Brother's injury is indeed not serious, so I'm relieved."

"That's good," Chen Guogong nodded, and dropped a son, "Our Chen family is just like the royal family. We all have few children. In your father's life, I will have you two males. If something happens to your elder brother thing..."

Chen Guogong shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether the government is defeated or not. On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. Your elder brother has been married for many years, but he has got two girls. Now this time, I am afraid that your elder brother will not be praised. "

This is simply a bad word for cursing Chen Boxuan's untimely death.

Chen Rongxuan glanced at his own father, then lowered his eyes again, "Father is serious, elder brother is in his prime, and the weather has been smooth these years, Zong Lan's vitality has been seriously injured this time, and there will be no more wars in the border towns in the past ten years."

"Indeed," Chen Guogong also agreed, "it's just that your elder brother's injury was not caused by war, it was a natural or man-made disaster, and it was nothing more than a man-made disaster."

"Father..." "Rong Xuan, there are three types of unfilial piety, you know that." Chen Guogong said suddenly.

Chen Rongxuan raised his eyes, looked at Chen Guogong's half white hair, and said with difficulty: "Son, I know."

"After half a month, there will be a flower viewing conference at Princess Pingyuan's mansion. You and your mother can go there together."

Princess Pingyuan, sister of Emperor Jiahe, aunt of Song Yu, has two sons, both of whom are already married, and never get involved in court affairs. It's just that she is old, but she really likes to hold various flower parties, banquets, and invite unmarried couples. of men and women participated.

It's self-evident what the name is.

Not only Chen Rongxuan, but also Song Yu would go to this kind of flower fair, but usually, they only went there for the sake of Princess Pingyuan.

Now that Chen Guogong said so, then this Zihuahui will be different from the past.

"Go and see if you like it. If not, let your mother help you choose a girl who is beautiful and intelligent."

Chen Guogong closed his smile, and looked at Chen Rongxuan with a serious look, "I thought that you are the youngest son, and it doesn't matter if your mother spoils you a little. Your mother and I never forced you, but I allowed you to be free these years, and now it is different from the past, you should take it easy."

Chen Rongxuan's heart skipped a beat.

"Your third sister has also reached her wedding year, so you should think about it for the younger sisters."

Chen Guogong's mansion is not only the two brothers, but also several younger sisters, and even a cousin and younger sisters of Chen Rongxuan's uncle's family. go.

Chen Rongxuan was silent for a while before answering "Yes".

In that game of chess, Chen Rongxuan played quite poorly, but within a cup of tea time, he completely lost.

On the second day, Chen Rongxuan took the wine and went to Prince Yan's mansion, but was told that Song Yu had gone out.

Chen Rongxuan smiled, said "That's all" and went to Pingkangfang alone.

There are many brothels in Pingkang Square, Chen Rongxuan entered the largest one, and ordered wine when he entered the private room.

"His Royal Highness King Yan brought this young master really handsome, it's a pity."

A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door, and Chen Rongxuan was taken aback. Although Song Yu didn't sleep with women, he liked to run to Liuxiang, Huajie Street. In the larger brothels in Pingkangfang, no one didn't know him.

"It's just a ban, what a pity."

Another woman's voice came faintly, and if I tried to listen to it, I couldn't hear it clearly.

Chen Rongxuan knew that he heard these two sentences clearly.

Hearing that Song Yu might be here, he stood up, sat back down, covered his face and smiled softly.

It's just the most despicable prostitute, it's really ridiculous to be able to comment on others with such disdain.

Chen Rongxuan downed a pot of wine with a smile.

Two days later, when the subordinates presented the results of the investigation to Chen Rongxuan, he only glanced at it before setting fire to it.

And knowing that Chen Rongxuan had come to look for him, Song Yu just replied "I know", but he never visited Cheng Guogong's mansion, and never ran into Chen Rongxuan again.

Until half a month later, the flower viewing banquet at Pingyuan Princess Mansion.

Regardless of whether Song Yu wanted to go or not, since the post had been delivered, he had to go through the motions and give Princess Pingyuan a face.

Of course, it was no accident that he ran into Chen Rongxuan at the men's place.

There is a garden in the Princess Mansion dedicated to cultivating peonies. At this moment, the peonies are in full bloom. When a group of young talents began to write a poem for the peonies, Song Yu found an excuse and left the table.

Sitting alone in the gazebo, with a jug of wine in hand, drinking for himself, thinking about the fish at home when he woke up this morning, because he was going to a banquet at breakfast, he asked He Shun Shangjing, why did Peony look so disdainful? .

He heard footsteps behind him.

Turning his head to look, he said with a smile: "Young Master Rong is not here, I'm afraid the poems seem to be less flavorful."

Chen Rongxuan also laughed, but didn't answer the words, looking over the pavilion pillar Song Yu was leaning on to look at the water.

"I'm getting engaged." After a while, Chen Rongxuan said suddenly.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, shook the wine in his hand and teased, "Which lady is so lucky!" The courtyard of the Princess Mansion is not much smaller than that of King Yan, and the lake in the backyard divides the backyard into two sides. Song Yu at this time Sitting in the gazebo by the lake, you can't see the people on the other side clearly, you can only faintly hear the voice of the woman over there.

Chen Rongxuan looked at the other side, and after a while, he turned to look at Song Yu, "Congratulatory gifts are indispensable."

Song Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed, "When did you become so powerful, I can't do without you."

Seeing Song Yu's indifferent attitude, Chen Rongxuan's heart gradually sank, "You are in a much better mood when you come back from the southern tour."

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "As long as there is wine and beauties, I will be in a bad mood someday."

"It seems to be accompanied by a beauty." Chen Rongxuan judged.

Song Yu did not deny it.

Chen Rongxuan returned to the banquet after a while, and Song Yu looked at his back thoughtfully.

Two months later, Song Yu heard the news of Chen Rongxuan's engagement, but this time it was not the daughter of a small official in her previous life, but the second wife of the Pei family.

This gave Emperor Jiahe another reason to complain.

Emperor Jiahe was not originally raised as a heir. Each generation of the Song royal family had a lack of offspring. Even if there were three thousand beauties in the harem, not many were able to conceive an offspring, and even fewer were able to give birth smoothly.

Emperor Jiahe was originally the youngest son, and like Song Yu, he only loved to have fun. Who would have thought that the older brothers were less fortunate than the other. His brother Emperor Jiashan died not long after he ascended the throne. The two sons were still in their infancy, and there was nothing they could do about it. The next thing to do is to pass the throne to Emperor Jiahe.

Fortunately, Emperor Jiahe is playful, but not stupid. In addition, the Qi State is now in good weather, and has been emperor for many years. This is why Song Yu is so absurd, and Emperor Jiahe can tolerate him, not only Because of Song Yu's late mother, and because Emperor Jiahe himself was once a dandy.

It's just that no matter how dandy Emperor Jiahe is, it's not to the point where men who play around don't want to get married at all.

For this eldest son, he really broke his heart.

"Now that even Chen Er has made a marriage agreement, you should take it easy." Emperor Jiahe called Song Yu to the imperial study, intending to persuade him one more time.

"What does Chen Rongxuan's engagement have to do with me?" Song Yu was unmoved.

"I heard that child was placed in the backyard by you as a display?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows. The people in his backyard were mixed, some were respected by others, and some were bestowed by the queen, so he never allowed people from the backyard to come to the front yard. What happened to my son's backyard.

"When did the father even know what happened in my backyard so clearly?"

"Ahem!" Emperor Jiahe cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Don't interrupt! Talk about your business."

"Father, I am not doing well now."

"What's the matter, I haven't heard that cutting off children and grandchildren is good!" Emperor Jiahe sternly said, "I just look at the daughter of Liu Aiqing's family and it's fine."

Although there was no such thing in the previous life, Song Yu was not afraid.

"Take someone's well-behaved daughter to the son's mansion, father, are you not afraid that Liu Qing will blame you?"

"You just need to be nicer to other people's daughters."

"Oh, my son is not interested in women."

"Let Imperial Physician Chen prescribe a medicine for you!"

Song Yu was startled when he heard the words: "Father, have you already..."

Emperor Jiahe understood Song Yu's meaning in just a moment, and became angry from embarrassment: "You bastard!"

Seeing that Emperor Jiahe took a memorial and threw it over, Song Yu dodged and said, "Father, please calm down, and my son will leave."

Emperor Jiahe clicked his tongue, and murmured: "This brat, there are many tricks to avoid things."

Song Yu didn't care about Emperor Jiahe's persuasion several times a year, but he had to care about another thing.

"My lord, His Royal Highness, the Third Princess and Second Young Master Chen have been waiting in the front hall for a long time." Before entering the door, Song Yu listened to Ford's report.