treacherous beauty

As soon as Wei Xuanlang returned to Beijing, he set fire to Xue's house, and took Xue Yong as a groom in the mansion, this was not in line with the Wei family's attitude towards Jian's in the past.

"Father, let's wait and see for a while." Chen Yang paused slightly: "Maybe he suffered something in Xue's residence... He couldn't swallow this breath and couldn't say it, so he set fire to Xue's residence and made a fuss." The humble Xue Yong may not really have the heart to be domineering and domineering."

Wei Xuanlang was young and energetic, Xue Yong might have said something that was not to his liking, but it was just burning down a house, just one person, not enough to get a glimpse of his true intentions.

"Yang'er is thinking about it." Chen Ying twitched her beard, "However, the Wei Mansion dares to take Xue Yong as a groom, which can be regarded as humiliating the emperor."

Chen Huan and Su Muchen just wanted to test the bottom line of the Wei Mansion, but they didn't expect the Wei Mansion to take people in so aggressively.

"Speaking of this, the Wei Mansion is probably also testing the emperor's bottom line." Chen Yang smiled darkly: "Father thinks, Wei Xuanlang used Xue Yong as an excuse to vent his anger. First, he didn't take the emperor seriously, and second, he was afraid Let's see what trump card the emperor has in his hand, the so-called know the enemy and know yourself and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles, the Wei family is afraid that they will make a decision this time before making a move."

"Yang'er, I have been unable to figure out one thing for my father. Tell me, does Wei Xianzhi really have no desire to covet the Ninth Five-Year Supreme?" Chen Ying said: "I have dealt with him for more than 30 years, and I have never been able to see through this person. It is also the biggest scruple of my father who dared not act rashly for many years."

The Wei family throws Wei Xuanlang to test Jian Chengcong, and at the same time bows their heads and obeys the royal family's orders. It's really a headache.

Chen Yangdao: "What my father said is that Wei Xianzhi, an old fox, has to be guarded against."

"Yeah." Chen Ying nodded: "It's not just Chen Ying, but the emperor, I always feel that something is wrong."

Jian Chengcong seemed to have changed suddenly as a child, and dared to contradict him over and over again because of two prostitutes.

As for He Yue's matter, the emperor actually acquiesced in his misbehavior.

"The matter of He Yue, my son has always found it quite strange." Chen Yang said.

He had always suspected that someone deliberately obstructed the Chen family to attack the He family, but he couldn't find evidence for a long time, so he had to suppress it for the time being.

"That's why my father didn't drive out the He family." Chen Ying never doubted it, and he also left room for it.

"Father is wise." Chen Yang said: "The emperor will be in his forties in the past year, and he has no sons or daughters under his knees. Young concubines in the harem are rare. If the line of the Jian family is cut off, there is no talk of the Jian family."

Chen Ying's complexion changed slightly: "My son can't say too much, I always feel that the emperor is not worried about his children."

For so many years, he has never mentioned it in the open or in the dark, and even when the ministers advised him, Jian Chengcong would not go along with the flow to recruit a few concubines to his harem, so as to extend the dragon's veins for the royal family.

Either he really wants to give up the idea of ​​heirs, or...

Jian Chengcong has a son!

"Father?" Chen Yang asked in surprise when he saw his father was in a daze.

"Yang'er, send someone to investigate what happened to the emperor in Prince Yin's mansion." If Jian Chengcong had a son, he must have been born when he was King Yin.

"Yes." Chen Yang said, "Father."

He was also in great shock.

Chen Ying patted him on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.

Even if Jian Chengcong raised his son in secret, what he dared not show others could not compare to his two heirs, who were in full bloom.

"Yang'er, the emperor should not be underestimated, and the Wei family must also keep an eye on it."

Chen Yang smiled wryly: "We have never been able to find anyone capable at the Wei family."

"It can't be done in secret, then come in the open." Chen Ying said.

Chen Yang suddenly said: "Father, Wei Xuanlang's return to Beijing this time is a good time to talk about marriage."

"Being in-laws with the Wei Mansion?" Chen Ying laughed hehehehe.

He didn't have a daughter from his concubine, so if he had a daughter from his concubine, he might not be able to climb up to Wei Xuanlang.

Chen Yang: "Father forgot, Princess Tongcheng passed the age of Ji last year, and now she is looking for a good son-in-law."

Princess Tongcheng.

Chen Ying smiled, but he forgot about her.

The Chen family sent a daughter to the palace in the early years, relying on the influence of the Chen family to be promoted to the imperial concubine, Princess Tongcheng is Chen Guifei's daughter.

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget."

Princess Tongcheng is a good pawn.

It's just right to put it in Weifu.

As the mother family of the princess, Chen's house is also suitable for mediators.

Suddenly it has been ten days.

It will be the end of the afternoon.

Xue Yong was changing clothes when he heard a light cough and hurriedly raised his head. Suddenly, he smiled with his lips drawn together, with a very lazy expression, and casually put a piece of clothes on his slender body: "The little general is here?"

Wei Xuanlang suddenly felt impolite, he pursed his thin lips unnaturally, turned around and said, "I'm sorry."

The men from the aristocratic families in Beijing are different from the rough men at the border. Even though Xue Yong is not a serious child, Wei Xuanlang wants to abide by the etiquette of a gentleman out of self-discipline.

Xue Yong: "Is there something wrong with the little general?"

"Nothing." A cold sentence.

Xue Yong covered his clothes, his hair was untied today, and his black hair swayed around his shoulders, making his skin look whiter: "Little general, do you want to ask me about Princess Tongcheng?"

Jian Chengcong's only younger sister, Princess Tongcheng, is 16 years old this year, and it is the year when she chooses a son-in-law.

Wei Xuanlang frowned, but still did not speak.

Yes, that's exactly what it is, but not quite.

Yesterday, Jian Chengcong suddenly announced that Wei Xianzhi had entered the palace, saying that Princess Tongcheng had reached the age of Ji, and Prime Minister Chen Ying was willing to be a matchmaker to betroth the princess to Wei Xuanlang.

Xue Yong: "..."

Alas, this man is really awkward.

"Princess Tongcheng is beautiful and virtuous, she is really a good match for the little general." He said again.

But having said that, if the Wei family accepts this marriage, it will be difficult for the princess to be a man in the future.

Her husband's family, her mother's family, and her uncle's family are not on the same mind, so who should she turn to?

"Xue Yong." Wei Xuanlang said.

Xue Yong has been in good health these past few days, and his spirit has been well maintained: "Little General, please give me instructions."

Wei Xuanlang snorted coldly, stretched out his long fingers to pinch Xue Yong's chin, and said in a full of hostility: "Why did Jian's suddenly propose marriage to the Wei Mansion, you probably knew it earlier?"

Someone is playing tricks to lead him to jump into it step by step.

Xue Yong was pinched so hard that he couldn't breathe, the end of his eyes was slightly red, and he said hoarsely: "I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

Jian Chengcong made such a bad move, but he didn't expect it either.

The palm of the hand that had been holding the sword for many years was warm, and a thin layer of calluses pressed against the cool skin like fine porcelain. Wei Xuanlang was so excited that he almost couldn't let go of his hand.

He didn't let go until Xue Yong's lips faded to bright red.

The remaining slippery fingertips made him extremely uncomfortable, and his heart was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent it.

Xue Yongfu coughed uncontrollably on the wall, he straightened up after a long time, he said: "Little General's horse has been healed these few days, I've been bothering you for a long time, it's time to leave."

"En." Responding coldly, Wei Xuanlang took out a bank note and put it in front of him: "I hope Mr. Xue will respect himself in the future."

Xue Yong: "..."

This is dismissed? !

Fine.

Xue Yong rolled his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, Young Master."

"Send him out of the house." Wei Xuanlang raised his eyes to the eaves.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Ting jumped down from the top: "Young Master Xue, please."

Xue Yong looked at Wei Xuanlang again: "I bid farewell."

The ink eyes under the silver mask were cold, and he turned around without looking at him more.

The winding path is full of ice and snow, and the end of the year is approaching, and winter is getting colder.

Walking outside the gate of Wei Mansion, Murong Ting gave Xue Yong a hand, and said sympathetically: "Seeing that Chinese New Year is coming, and there are few rented houses in Beijing, Mr. Xue should hurry up and find a relative."

My young master set fire to his house. It's really pitiful for this Chinese New Year to be homeless.

"There is a good place in Beijing." Xue Yonggong cupped his hands and smiled: "Brother Murong, please worry about me."

Murong Ting especially wanted to accumulate some virtue today, so he boldly took out a 20 tael banknote from the inside of his boot and handed it over: "Take it, let's start spring and find a good place to live."

Xue Yong waved his hand: "Little General Wei has already rewarded you just now."

He doesn't want anyone's money.

Murong Ting quickly withdrew his hand, thinking: This is the reason, I didn't sleep with you, so naturally there is no such thing as paying the money for nothing.

Thinking about it, it's really unnecessary, for someone as handsome as Xue Yong, how can I put it——

Noble princes and grandchildren quarrel with each other and spend thousands of dollars on a good night.

day.

He counted silently in his heart, his son must have spent a lot of money this time, ahem, it hurts a bit!

"Let's go." Xue Yong said.

Murong Ting stood there and watched him turn around. Such a handsome and handsome man lightly brushed the falling snow from his cloak, and when he walked, he was extremely noble.

Murong Ting did not let go of his slight movements.

The elder brother said that he seemed to see the person in Xue Yong that he couldn't mention in front of his son, maybe he was too dull, he didn't know such a big thing until today.

Xue Yong went straight back to Xue's house.

As he expected, a piece of ruined walls were buried in the snow, dazzling and scattered among the surrounding Zhumendawa, which made people want to shed tears.

The Xue family that used to be noble for generations disappeared like this.

Xue Yong didn't care about being sad, strode across the front hall and came to the courtyard, he looked around and said in a low voice: "Xue Jiu."

He knew that the old servant was not gone.

At the root of the twelfth lunar month, the world is covered with silver frost.

There was no response for a long time, until his legs and feet became numb, and he suddenly woke up. It turned out that even the last servant of the Xue family was gone.

"My lord, my lord..." The weak cry for help came from nowhere, Xue Yong turned around, and was suddenly startled by a bloodstain in the ice and snow: "Ninth Uncle, you... what's going on? "

Xue Jiu struggled to get up from the snow, Xue Yong bent down to support him and put his hand in the air, Mr. Xue's eyes were as cold as a mountain stream, and he looked at him: "I remember that Uncle Jiu has been in Xue's residence for 26 years, right? "

The blood on Xue Jiu's face had already congealed into a soldier, and new blood gushed out from the knife edge. Hearing this, his eyes dimmed for a moment: "Young master, I will give this... to you... "

Xue Yong held his hand without even looking at it, and leaned into his ear: "Uncle Nine, I have never understood why you stayed behind when the Xue family dispersed all their wealth and dismissed the servants."

Xue Jiu's turbid eyes suddenly widened, with a bit of panic: "You..."