poor family young gentleman

"Long live my emperor, long live my emperor, and my queen!"

Long live three times, resounding through the hall, the emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe stepped into the hall with his empress and nobles. He was only in his 40s and looked like he was 60 or [-] years old. He is no different from an ordinary bad old man. In comparison, the empress who is about the same age as him and the emperor who is a few years younger look much younger. His demeanor showed his identity again. The latter is also covered in red, but with a lighter color, and his demeanor is also extraordinary. The difference is that although Huang Guijun is a man, there is an invisible coquettish all over his body. His confident smile also makes him look more energetic.

Along with them were the two princesses of the Empress and the ten-year-old second prince Yin Huanting. He was right next to Huang Guijun, but he didn't look very much like the emperor, but he looked exactly like Huang Guijun. It was printed, and it was already handsome at a young age.

"All Aiqings are flat."

After the emperor sat down on the dragon chair, he raised his hand to let everyone flatten. At the same time, Ye Junheng who came with them also returned to Feng Jiye's side, and the little eunuch who was serving beside him immediately whispered in his ear, Ye Junheng His eyes sank, he didn't say anything, he just waved his hand to let the little eunuch back down.

"Thank you, my emperor!"

All the officials thanked in unison and took their seats one after another, but when they saw that he was holding the second prince's hand and sitting with him on the dragon chair, all of them turned ugly. Today is specially for the first prince and Xiao Ling. At the dust-cleaning banquet held by the army, it is reasonable that the second prince should sit under the first prince, but now it is good, he wants to tell them that only the second prince is worthy of sitting in that dragon chair?

Not only that, the emperor and the empress are also equal, regardless of their formal attire, who can tell who is the queen?

Knowing that the emperor didn't want to see Yin Huanyang, he only loved the second son, but he didn't expect to dislike the eldest son to such an extent, Feng Jiye couldn't help but glanced at the person who was diagonally opposite him, but he didn't seem to feel anything. Sitting posture, eyes drooping, like an old monk sitting still, not disturbed by the outside world, retracting his gaze, Feng Jiye stretched out his hand to hold his son's little hand, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think about anything, he was just teasing the child play.

"Your Majesty, it's noon and it's time to start the banquet."

The chief assistant of the cabinet, Mr. Sun Ge, got up again. While speaking, he looked straight at the second prince. Anyone with eyes could see that he was ostensibly reminding the emperor to open the table, but in fact he was urging the emperor to drive the second prince away. Come down, there is no rule without rules, the emperor did this, isn't he afraid that Xiao Lingjun will be chilled?

"What the old man said is very true."

The emperor smiled and agreed, but he didn't do what he wanted. He looked around and said slowly: "Today is a dust-cleaning banquet specially held for my son Huanyang and Xiao Lingjun. This time, Xiao Lingjun is brave and invincible. The barbarians in the north were discouraged, causing them to take the initiative to offer cattle and sheep, and promised to conclude an eternal friendship with Mingxia, and never come again. The Xiaoling army is my well-deserved teacher of the king in Mingxia. Fang Aiqing, Zhou Aiqing, I hope you will continue to work hard and continue to guard My Ming Xia is thousands of miles away!"

The emperor took the lead in picking up the wine glass, skipping over Yin Huanyang and facing Fang Xiaoling and Zhou Huaiyuan, the chief and deputy commanders of the Xiaoling Army. It was a special army formed after Yin Huanyang went to the border. The emperor knew that they were all loyal to Yin Huanyang, but he couldn't tolerate this. He was the emperor, and all the troops in the country should be loyal to him.

"Your Majesty, thank you. The Xiao Ling Army can win every battle because of His Highness's wise deployment of troops. Without him, the Xiao Ling Army is just a second-rate army."

Standing up with the wine glass in hand, Fang Xiaoling looked straight at the emperor without humility. They were Ming Xia's regular army, but only if Yin Huanyang was their leader. Without Yin Huanyang, there would be no need for Xiaoling's army to exist.

"What General Fang said is very true. Your Highness has made the most of the credit, and should be the first credit!"

Mr. Sun Ge, who was originally in a bad mood by the emperor, gave a thumbs up in a timely manner, and Mr. Jiang Ge, who was sitting with him, stood up and clasped his fists and said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is well-versed in civil and martial arts, and has both ability and political integrity. Summer Blessing!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

With the two of them taking the lead, two-thirds of the officials present stood up and said peace in unison. Although the emperor didn't have a smile on his face, it wasn't ugly, but deep in his heart, he was extremely annoyed. He was against them, but he still had nothing to do with them. If he dared to reply, there was no doubt that those civil servants could overwhelm him with a single sentence.

The emperors and ministers of Ming Xia are often not like the emperors and ministers. The imperial power is indeed supreme, but the power of the ministers is not low. No matter how good the emperor's eloquence was, it could not match the civil and military skills of the Manchu Dynasty.

"What all the loves said is very true, Huanyang, you have worked hard these few years."

After a while, the emperor finally faced up to Yin Huanyang's existence.

"Father's words are serious, this son-in-law is just doing his own thing."

Holding the wine glass and standing up, Yin Huanyang's face was calm, and his eyes were not happy.

"I am so relieved that you can guard against arrogance and impetuosity like this."

He really didn't like his dead appearance, so the emperor turned to the crowd again: "My dear friends, let us drink this cup to the brim, and congratulate my son and Xiao Lingjun for their invaluable feats!"

"Long live my emperor!"

Everyone stood up and held their glasses high, Feng Jiye, who couldn't drink, made a symbolic gesture, not even a drop of wine!

"Serve!"

"Serve!"

When the emperor gave an order, Wu Jin, the chief inspector of ceremonies who was serving him and the owner of the Dongchang factory, gave a loud and long drink, and the maids who had already prepared came in with all kinds of delicacies. At the same time, singing and dancing followed. Catering to the theme of today's banquet, the opening song and dance was a little different from the usual ones. Those who came up were warriors dressed as soldiers, and the one who led the dance with a long sword was Mu Jingzhou, the son of Marquis of Huai Ling.

"Mingxia's number one kun is indeed not something touted by others."

Feng Jiye admired Mu Jingzhou's sword dance with great interest. In terms of foreign martial arts alone, he would not lose to anyone. In addition, he has practiced internal skills for several months, so it can be seen at a glance that Mu Jingzhou Jing Zhou's martial arts are very good, every time he strikes the sword, he is vigorous and powerful, and when he returns the sword, he can do it with ease.

"What is the first kun? Those who boast so much have never seen the world."

Ye Junheng curled his lips in displeasure. In his mind, only his elder brother deserves to be number one, and everyone else is rubbish.

Turning to look at him, Feng Jiye couldn't help laughing: "Mu Jingzhou deserves to be number one, you shouldn't be prejudiced."

"You are number one."

"Ha ha…"

Knowing that his younger brother was becoming stubborn again, Feng Jiye simply stopped talking. Being number one is very tiring, he never had that interest, and he was not self-proclaimed as King Kun in his previous life. If possible, he would rather remain unknown, but he I also know that it is impossible, the last days are different from the present, obscurity is undoubtedly synonymous with the weak, and it is impossible for the weak to survive in the last days.

"Okay, I haven't seen you for a few years, Jingzhou's sword dance has reached its peak, thank you!"

When the dance was over, the emperor clapped his hands and applauded loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Mu Jingzhou held the sword behind his back and bowed slightly. The emperor said like a kind elder, "If I remember correctly, Jingzhou is almost [-] years old, right?"

"Yes, Wei Chen is the same age as His Highness."

Mu Jingzhou's attitude is humble but not humble, and he responds with courtesy. He is undoubtedly a model among the sons of meritorious nobles.

"It's time to get married at the age of 20. In the past, it was fine if you were far away at the border. Now that you are back, it's almost time to take care of it. I think Chang Huan of General Chang's family is good. You grew up together since childhood, and you have always been friends. How about I give you a marriage?"

After the words fell, the audience was in an uproar. Who in the entire imperial city didn't know why Mu Jingzhou went to the border to fight on the battlefield?The emperor is so messed up, isn't he afraid of offending several powerful families at the same time?

Chang Huan and Mu Jingzhou, who were the parties involved, were also taken aback, and subconsciously frowned.

"Your Majesty, have you overlooked someone? Huanyang also grew up with Jingzhou, and Huanyang has fought side by side with Jingzhou over the years and made countless contributions. If you want to give a marriage, you should first consider Huan Yang and Jingzhou, right?"

The Empress who was sitting next to the emperor tilted his head slightly, deliberately pretending that he did not understand the hint of the emperor. As the empress of Mingxia, he might have hoped for the emperor at one time, hoping that one day he would give birth to the emperor's son and become the ruler Donggong, inheriting the throne, but now, at the age of forty, he is desperate. Instead of expecting to give birth to a son-in-law with the emperor who has not touched him for many years, it is better to throw an olive branch to Yin Huanyang. At least Yin Huanyang succeeds to the throne, and he is still the queen mother Jun, he can still take care of his two daughters. If the second prince succeeds, it doesn't matter who the queen mother is. If he gains power, how can he treat him and his daughter clan kindly?

The queen's idea is good, and it is indeed out of goodwill. After all, Mu Jingzhou is worthy of Yin Huanyang in terms of his own talent and family background, but what he doesn't know is that his proposal makes both of them feel uncomfortable. Refreshingly, one is Yin Huanyang, and the other is Ye Junheng. The former looked at Feng Jiye reflexively, fearing that he really misunderstood, while the latter frowned, as if he might give Houjun back anytime. Feng Jiye himself reacted normally, or even had no reaction at all, which made Han Lin, who had been paying attention to him, frown, a little uncertain whether his guess was accurate, if he really had an affair with Yin Huanyang, It shouldn't be this reaction, right?

"What the Empress said is not unreasonable, but this palace has a different opinion. If His Royal Highness and Jing Zhou really have feelings for each other, why should they waste so many years? As long as they ask for a marriage order, the emperor, as the father of His Royal Highness, Is it still not allowed? Ben Gong thinks that Jing Zhou and Chang Huan are quite suitable."

The emperor messed up the mandarin ducks, obviously he didn't want Yin Huanyang or the Marquis of Huai Ling to ask for a marriage, in case he got the full support of the Marquis of Huaiyang, the emperor was naturally happy to see the success, how could the queen be in the way? ?

"Your Majesty's words are very true, Your Majesty, don't say any more!"

Before the queen could strike back, the emperor cast a stern look at him. Most of the people present were human beings who had already sensed something was wrong. The faces of those officials who supported the eldest prince became more and more ugly, and they were already on the verge of breaking out.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the kindness of the queen and the emperor. I have just returned to the capital, and I just want to be filial to my parents first, and I am not in a hurry to get married. If I have someone I like, I will definitely ask your majesty to marry me. I hope His Majesty will grant you!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Jingzhou, who had already calmed down, cupped his fists and lowered his eyes, and skillfully rejected both marriages. He knew that as long as he said here that he was happy with Huanyang, even if the emperor didn't want to, he would have to give them a favor. Marriage, because he brought up this topic first, the officials will not allow him to shrink back, but his pride does not allow him to force Huanyang to marry him in this way, it is an insult to him!