After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

"Princess Ying'an's beautiful name is known to everyone in the Great Xia Kingdom. This new champion is good-looking, good-looking, and talented. I think both of them love to read and have a quiet personality. I think this is a good thing." .” The imperial concubine smiled lightly.

"Boom." Unable to smell the tea in the cup, a bubble came out of his mouth.

If you can't smell it, you turn your head, looking at it, you can't face it, then stroked your chin and thought, the eldest princess is really beautiful, but look at the big brother who doesn't want it.

This empress is also, mess up the mandarin ducks.

The emperor on the seat leaned on the stool, looking at his beautiful and beautiful daughter.

Ying An's long hair was loose, hanging on her snow-white and delicate face, a layer of red appeared slightly on her face, she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

The queen next to the emperor raised her finger and wiped the corners of her mouth lightly, with a hint of sneer in her eyes, she said, "When will the imperial concubine need to worry about Princess Ying'an's marriage?"

The smile on the imperial concubine's face froze slightly.

"What's more, the marriage between a man and a woman is a major event in life, not to mention that the eldest princess has a noble status, so how can it be easily settled. I think the number one scholar is devoted to studying for the sake of the country. If he is a husband with Ying An, how will he be an official? You still don't want it, concubine." Do bad things with good intentions."

The imperial concubine held on tightly to the handkerchief, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes, that she was taught a lesson by a woman ten years younger than herself.It's fine if it's Queen Daliang, she, a person who lives under the shadow of Queen Daliang, is so disrespectful to herself!

hateful!

The noble concubine showed a forced smile on her face, "I just see that these two people are the best in appearance, and they are quite a match."

The queen shook her head and said softly: "I don't see any good match. If you say good match, the son of the Liang family, my nephew Fenghe is good-looking and well-behaved. He has read poetry and books but doesn't like to be an official. If Ying An is willing, I can ask him to come and have a look with you."

The "I'll take a look with you" in the Queen's mouth sounds like "Pull it out for a walk" if you don't smell it. I don't know who is pitiful between the eldest princess and the man named Fenghe.

The noble concubine raised the corner of her mouth, fingering her nails and said, "The queen's sister's nephew is fine. My Zhao family also has many excellent children. If the queen invites my nephew into the palace, I might as well inform my sister. It will be more lively if everyone is together."

Go to your sister's sister, who are you, you have a big face, my sister is the queen of golden branches and jade leaves, what kind of onion are you.

The queen rolled her eyes inwardly and snorted.

"Okay, Ying An hasn't spoken yet, you two are about to quarrel." The emperor waved his hand and said, "The children are all sitting here, what are you talking about?"

As soon as the emperor opened his mouth, the table fell silent.

He took the tea offered by Eunuch Cao, skimmed off the froth with the tea lid in his hand, and said, "Ying An's heart is all on Yuan Yu. I once agreed to her. The marriage is only up to her, so don't let you worry about it."

He glanced at Ying An, and said: "However, the Empress is right in saying that if she wants to be a son-in-law, she must give up her official career. Although Ying An is the eldest princess of Daliang, you should discuss this matter carefully with me."

The reflection of her long hair concealed Ying An's expression, she stood up and saluted the emperor, and said softly, "Yes, Ying An respectfully obeys the teachings of the emperor."

If you can't smell it, you can hear a shallow exhalation from the side, as if someone has finally let go.He shook his head, flicking the long black ponytail on his head.

It's not easy for his brother, he has a bright future, he has a sweet voice, and his waist is still thin. I'm really afraid that one day he will be picked up by a "wolf" while walking.

Tut tut, poor.

Or he who has a family is safer.

Thinking of this, he smiled and grabbed Liu Jin's hand.

Above, the emperor put down the teacup, and with a "ding", everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Sure enough, the emperor looked around and suddenly dropped a bomb.

"Yu'er's grand teacher used to be a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. Some time ago, Yu'er's grand teacher has been shelved. Not long ago, I read the articles that I couldn't read in the Jinluan palace exam. I only felt sharp and brilliant, especially the reforms The meaning is deeply in my heart. Even the Grand Scholar himself is not as talented as he is." In the eyes of everyone, the emperor raised his eyes, his thin face looked like a torch, majestic and solemn, and he looked at the same raised eyes.

"Yu'er is still young, so she doesn't like older teachers. I've heard that if she's not young, she's well-educated and stable. Why don't you just be Yu'er's grand teacher for a while?"

If you can't smell it: "!!!"

The eldest brother is going to be the prince's teacher!

Wen Bujiu and Liu Jin's admiring eyes fell on Wen Bucheng.

There was a sudden deep silence in the garden.

Beside the emperor, the empress raised her handkerchief, she looked and smelled the same, but she was so charming that people wanted to pollute/make it so hard to smell, she couldn't help smiling.

To be the prince's grand teacher, okay, that's really close to the water and the platform is the first to get the moon!

She could barely contain her laughter.

When the imperial concubine heard this, her body trembled slightly, she carefully leaned back on the chair, and forced a smile.She just wanted to bring Wen Bucheng and Ying An together, but this time the emperor directly named Wen Bucheng to be the prince's grand teacher, to teach the prince's culture, this... His Majesty actually praised him so much?Or—what did His Majesty hear?

The imperial concubine's right eyelid kept twitching, thinking of the fourth prince who had been moving a lot recently.

She smiled at the emperor: "Your Majesty's vision is naturally good, but the new champion is not a weak crown after all, young and inexperienced, I am afraid that he will not be able to convince the public."

"Conquer the public, whose public will you serve?" The emperor sneered, slapped the table and said, "Cao Youde, draw up an edict now and announce it to the court. Let me see who dares to refuse!"

Eunuch Cao broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and said, "Yes."

Wen Bucheng saw that the emperor had made up his mind to make himself the prince and grand teacher, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and since he suppressed it, he came out from behind the table, raised his official uniform and knelt in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty will live up to His Majesty's mighty grace if you fail to hear about it. Seriously teach His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Okay, Yu'er will leave it to you!" The emperor sighed, "In the future, you young people will eventually win the world."

Daxia, it's your Daxia...

"Ding--"

Yuan Yu let go of his hands at some point, and the silver chopsticks "slapped" on the porcelain plate, making a nice sound.

He looked at Wen Bucheng who was kneeling on the ground in shock, and didn't understand how things turned out like this?Aren't you talking about the marriage between my sister and Wen Bucheng? Why did Wen Bucheng suddenly become my master!

what?

He was so nervous that his cheeks trembled, and his soft baby fat quivered slightly.Yuan Yu saw Wen Bucheng's gaze, which was indifferent and calm, like ice and snow on a lofty mountain that never melted.

Thinking that the ice and snow would float in front of his eyes every day in the future, Yuan Yu gasped and shivered.

Help - help!

The news that Wen Bucheng was appointed as the prince and grand teacher spread throughout the capital overnight.

The whole court was like thunder, and I couldn't believe it. How could such a young boy be able to be the prince's teacher?

Why, with his face!

For a while, the post urging His Majesty to take back the fate flew to the imperial study room like snowflakes, and Wu Yangyang, a civil servant who claimed to be for the country and the country, knelt on the ground in the imperial city, crying and begging the emperor to take back the fate. Wan Si, Si Si Si for the common people.

Marquis Ding Guo, who went to the palace with Wen Bucheng, asked Wen Bu, so he borrowed the painters from the Liu family's tour hall, and asked them to draw this map of all officials kneeling, and give it to these court officials who were crying with tears and snot when they were printed. .

Ding Guohou put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Why don't you call me an old man who doesn't respect pictures?"

"You, you—" the elderly civil servant pointed at Ding Guohou and blushed, "Idiot! We are for the country! What do you know as a military officer!"

Marquis Dingguo laughed loudly, "I don't understand Jiangshan Sheji, but this Jiangshan seems to be guarded by me, Jian, isn't it?"

His heroic laughter slapped the faces of these courtiers like a big slap.

Wen Bucheng's expression was flat, and his tone was even lighter, "I think it should be called self-righteousness, delusional to threaten the emperor with kindness. Didn't I say, don't take yourself seriously, the world will develop without anyone."

"Sharp teeth! Just like you, how can you teach His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"How about me?" Wen Bucheng crossed his hands and suddenly chuckled, "How about the prince I taught, I wonder if you will have a chance to see it."

"You!" He was saying that I died early!The civil servant with a white beard had his eyes slanted and mouth crooked, his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he couldn't speak "you you", rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

Ding Guohou shook his hand and called the painter, "Draw for me!"

Liu's Tourist Hall.

If he couldn't smell it, he swung his long arm, and the huge banner flew to the opposite side with a "swish", and was grabbed by Li Xin in a hurry, and tied to the bamboo.

"Liu's coffee has been upgraded, the prince's Taifu recommends it wholeheartedly, and Wen Cheng is famous, so I only choose Liu's coffee."

If you don't smell it, you wave your hand and ask someone to put down the five-story-high picture scroll from the railing on the fifth floor.

"Wow—"

"Wow!"

The guests standing on the first floor all opened their mouths wide.

I saw the banner on the left, which painted a huge portrait.The man in the red uniform stood under the blooming osmanthus tree, with peach blossoms on his head, which fell slowly like a peach blossom, and fell into his deep and quiet eyes.

He has a rainbow-like temperament, elegant and quiet, with a pensive look on his flawless face, looking at the coffee in his hand.

"Liu's Coffee—Accompany you to read and accompany you."

In the banner on the right, the man who had always shown his indifferent image suddenly smiled a little, and the whole portrait became gentle. He was dressed in white, with black hair like waterfalls, dark eyes with an unpredictable smile, and thin pink lips slightly parted, revealing White teeth and a soft tongue.

Those who looked up at the portrait couldn't help swallowing.

I saw him holding the sleeve of his white shirt on his right arm with his left hand, snow piled up on his white wrist, and a bright red fruit in his white and slender fingers. The bright red juice flowed down his fingers, making one unable to help but want to step forward to help him. Lick - wipe clean!

The unmarried little girl sucked her saliva and watched him freeze in the action of delivering fruit to her mouth, feeling hungry and "hungry" again!

"Ryu's Strawberries - Your Lips Need Sweetness."

"You and his world are only one strawberry away."

"Liu's Strawberry Field, he is calling for you~"

"Your Highness." Wen Bucheng lightly knocked on the door.

"Wow ah ah-"

Yuan Yu, who was holding the poster sent by Liu Jin, was so frightened that he fell off the stool, and the portrait of the fruit in white clothes, pink lips and red lips rolled down to his feet.

Yuan Yu turned pale with shock, his liver and gallbladder trembled, and he stretched out his fleshy little hand: "It's over..."

Wen Bucheng's originally mild eyes turned cold.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!" He sneezed again and again, "Why do I have an ominous premonition."

Liu Jin shook her head and whispered, "I don't think it's a premonition, it's reality."

If you can't smell it, you shiver, "Well, I look so much like my brother, can I say I'm painting myself?"

Liu Jin looked at the unscrupulous sitting portrait of her husband, thought of Wen Bucheng's always straight back, unhurried movements, and shook her head.