Hard to be a good wife

The first thing that Tang Yue wanted to bring Zhang Chun with him was objected by Prince Zhao.

"Didn't you agree to let him learn literature and martial arts so that he can serve the country in the future?" Prince Zhao asked angrily with a pale face.

He managed to pull that brat away from Tang Yue, why did he tie him together again?

"He is not interested in these things, and I think he is young, so follow me to look around first, and see the world's sophistication, and he will have a good idea of ​​his future." Tang Yue said while peeling an orange for Prince Zhao, and broke it off. One flap was stuffed into his mouth.

Prince Zhao knew that he wanted to please him, but he obediently opened his mouth and ate it, but his face still didn't improve, "He is already ten years old, and he can marry a wife and have children in three or four years. He is not too young. If you don't hurry up and study at this time, Do you want to be a marquis who eats and waits to die in the future?"

Tang Yue thought to himself: There's nothing wrong with that, how many people want to pretend that they haven't had this opportunity yet.

But he didn’t dare to say this, “The most important thing is his personal ambition, isn’t it? Maybe one day he will figure it out and want to learn? And I don’t think I don’t learn anything, I just don’t follow the scriptures. "

"Oh? Then I don't know if the Crown Princess can teach him literature or martial arts?" Prince Zhao squinted at Tang Yue.

Tang Yue coughed dryly twice, his face turned from red to blue, and he glared at the other party, "I can't do it, isn't there someone else around me? Mr. Xuan Jing is even praised by you, and Tangshan's martial arts are even better than Wang Dingjun's. Why is no one teaching it?"

"It's not about learning with peace of mind. Three days of fishing and two days of surfing the net, where can I learn anything?"

Tang Yue curled his lips, "That depends on his efforts."

Because of Prince Zhao's words, Tang Yue was extremely strict with Zhang Chun later on, forcing him to learn both literary and martial arts, and he taught a young master who was not good at civil and martial arts into a man who was good at both civil and martial arts. Sophisticated standard talents, of course, this is all for later.

After this matter was finally settled, Zhang Chun happily started to be Tang Yue's little tail, even if Tang Yue stipulated that he should spend two hours every night to study, he would never tire of it.

On February [-]th, the sky is clear and bright, which is a good day for Marquis of Liyang to marry his daughter.

With the experience from last time, Tang Ya's marriage was done extremely quickly. In addition, her marriage was settled a few years ago, so Mrs. Zhao had already prepared the dowry.

Although Tang Yue was already married, he still carried his younger sister into the sedan chair on behalf of his mother's family. Looking at the beautiful younger sister in a bright red wedding dress, Tang Yue couldn't express his emotion.

He himself didn't think there was anything wrong, seeing Tang Ya getting married at such a young age, he couldn't bear it.

When he followed the welcome team to Duke Heng's mansion, Tang Yue took the opportunity of toasting Ping Shun to pieces, and repeatedly told him to take good care of Tang Ya, otherwise don't blame him for being merciless.

The Heng government attaches great importance to this marriage. Pingshun originally had dozens of concubines living in the backyard. Although he later changed his temper and did not touch them, they still existed.

So this time before marrying his wife, Pingshun took them all on his own initiative, which not only made the new wife look good, but also let everyone see the real change in the son of Duke Heng.

"Don't worry, brother-in-law... my sister-in-law will treat my wife well..." Pingshun said this sentence countless times with his tongue out, but in the end Zhao Sanlang couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Tang Yue away to relieve him.

Tang Yue was not annoyed, and started to drink with Zhao Sanlang again, but was laughed at by Zhao Sanlang for a long time, saying: People who don't know think that the son of Duke Heng married his sweetheart.

"You know what, a girl's heart is fragile. If that kid from Pingshun starts messing around again in the future and pulls all the smelly smells into the house, my Tang Ya won't be pissed off?"

"How can he have the courage now?" Zhao Sanlang knew Ping Shun well, knew that he had respect for Tang Yue beyond friendship, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a mentor.

"People's hearts are changeable, especially men's hearts, not to mention he still has lessons learned from the past."

The corners of Zhao Sanlang's mouth twitched, how could it be so flattering to say this from a big man's mouth?Is he not a man?

He moved his head closer and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that...you are worried that His Highness the Crown Prince will change his mind in the future?"

In fact, Tang Yue was already almost drunk, and his mind was in a mess. Hearing this, he replied without thinking: "Him? What is there to worry about? It's not like I'm a big man, and I can't live without him. Anyway, I'm still the only heir to the Marquis of Liyang."

If there is such a day, he will be the young gentleman of the Liyang Hou Mansion, and he will disappear as he wants.

But women are different, even if they are supported by their mother's family, they will become the target of public criticism.

In this day and age, women are too harsh.

Zhao Sanlang was not feeling well, he looked at the place behind Tang Zhao stiffly, and moved himself away bit by bit.

"Hehe..." He laughed stiffly, "Where is this, His Highness is such a person."

Tang Yue put one hand on his shoulder and pulled him back, "Don't comfort me, it looks fine now, but one day he will have a child with another woman, he is dignified The prince of the country, can you still cut off your sons and grandchildren?"

"Hey, you are also the only male in the Liyanghou Mansion, you want to continue the incense, right?" Zhao Sanlang felt that this was an equal relationship, but after he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself to death. This was in front of Tang Yue It's fine to talk, how can you tell that person?

"Yeah..." Tang Yue sighed for a long time, then changed his voice, "However, I'm not good at dealing with women, so I can only live up to the expectations of my elders."

He knew that the Marquis of Liyang and the old lady hoped to have a son and a half daughter. With the values ​​and worldview of this era, it was normal for him and Prince Zhao to have a few more women.

Zhao Sanlang was about to cry, wishing to take back what he said just now, he said with a big tongue: "Crown Princess, don't even think about such a thing."

Tang Yue gave him a blank look, "Why do you call me such a girly name, be careful I will break up with you!"

Zhao Sanlang felt bitter and couldn't tell, he thought: Maybe Tang Yue didn't want to break up the relationship, and he would be forced to break up the relationship.

He squeezed out a smile, and said to Tang Yue's back: "Your Highness, you are late."

Prince Zhao looked at him coldly, "Yeah, if you don't come later, how do you know that someone dares to let the lonely princess find a woman?"

Tang Yue turned around slowly when he heard the familiar voice, and laughed when he saw Prince Zhao's black face, "Why are you here now? The banquet is almost over."

"Gu came to pick you up." Prince Zhao originally wanted to come to have a wedding banquet, but he had a special status, and when he came, he would just sit for a while and leave, so he simply waited until the show was almost over before coming, and he could pick people up by the way.

He didn't expect to hear such a conversation, which was really bad.

Tang Yue reacted a little slower, stood up with the help of the table, his body swayed a bit, Zhao Sanlang stood beside him, and reflexively helped him up.

Tang Yue didn't stand still, and he fell over with his help, and the two of them bumped their heads into each other.

Prince Zhao's face became darker, and he glanced at the two of them sharply, then pulled Tang Yue into his arms, hugged his waist to support his body, and helped him go out.Before leaving, he gave Zhao Sanlang a deep look.

Zhao Sanlang stood there for a while, as if his whole body was poured with cold water, it was icy cold, and it took him a while to recover.

"Hey, brother, it's a double-edged sword to do this." Zhao Sanlang praised his friendship, and decided to make Tang Yue compensate for his losses tomorrow.

In case Prince Zhao wears small shoes, Tang Yue has to come forward.

Prince Zhao helped Tang Yue to the door, immediately picked him up and stuffed him into the carriage, and he also threw away the BMW and got into the carriage.

Tang Yue was actually still sober, but it was inevitable that he would become dizzy if he drank too much alcohol, and his thinking would be a little slow.

Therefore, Prince Zhao didn't say a word along the way, and he didn't notice anything strange, but instead leaned on Prince Zhao and fell asleep.Prince Zhao recalled Tang Yue's previous words several times, and the more he thought about it, the more fascinated he became. Originally, their mutual love was not as reliable as he thought.

It turned out that he had always regarded the Marquis of Liyang as a way out, if so... Crazy and cruel emotions appeared in Prince Zhao's eyes.

If there was no Liyanghou Mansion, would Tang Yue no longer have such thoughts?

Prince Zhao pondered all the way, and finally put away this crazy idea. If he really did this, then the road of love between him and Tang Yue must have come to an end.

He lowered his head, stroked Tang Yue's side face, and said to himself: "Tang Yue, how can you give a heart to Gu?"

Tang Yue moved his eyelids, but he never opened them.

"I didn't hear...I didn't hear..." He hypnotized himself. He couldn't answer such a question, or he didn't want to answer it, so he could only pretend to be asleep and pretend he didn't hear it.