Fake concubine, real queen

When He Nanfeng heard the words, he couldn't help being taken aback, and said: "The king's officer, which king's officer?"

This boy is just a porter, of course it is impossible to know.

"I don't know about it, but..."

The servant couldn't help but swallowed: "But this father-in-law brought a lot of rewards, and now they are almost filling the half street in front of the house. It's really a big show."

In fact, as soon as He Nanfeng asked, he immediately guessed who it was.

To deliver the decree, and to receive a reward, it must be the emperor and queen's close attendant, surnamed Wang, then it must be Wang Zhonglu, the eunuch who is in charge of internal affairs by your majesty.

As soon as He Gu came back after choosing the son-in-law, the palace immediately dispatched the internal officials around His Majesty to deliver the decree in person, and brought generous rewards...

Why come here is simply not too easy to guess.

He Gu was not stupid, he immediately understood what was going on, and immediately threw He Cheng who was still kneeling on the ground and Wan Shu'er who was crying into the sky.

He stood up abruptly, looked at the boy, and asked, "Really?!"

It's not that He Gu can't believe it, it's just that it's half dark now, and it's estimated that it will be less than an hour before the key is released from the palace gate.

In the past, the imperial edict was delivered, and it would not be so late.

It can be seen that His Majesty has chosen his consort today, so he should be very fond of him...?

Otherwise, Wang Neiguan would not be so impatient to deliver the decree today.

However, He Nanfeng cried out in his heart, he sighed secretly, thinking to himself, maybe it was the luck of the Marquis of Changyang.

Human affairs are exhausted, and destiny cannot be avoided, so there is no way.

He also remembered that if Wan Shu'er hadn't been restless, this bad luck would not have happened to him in Changyang Hou's house, he lowered his head and said coldly: "I won't send you to the official today, it's because of Cheng'er's love, From now on, you don't need to take care of the general affairs of the mansion, go back to your courtyard and ground yourself, if I don't allow you to come out for a day, you won't be allowed to step out of the courtyard door."

Pointing to the kneeling Steward Wang under the hall, he shouted in a deep voice, "Come here! Bind this man up to me and send him to Bianjing Mansion. This scumbag invaded the land and shop of the master's house and handed it over to Mr. Fu Yin." , according to the laws and regulations of this dynasty, whether he will live or die in the future has nothing to do with my Changyang Marquis Mansion."

Sure enough, when they heard the news outside the door, two big-armed domestic servants rushed in, pressed down the panic-stricken steward Wang, who repeatedly begged for forgiveness, and went out.

He Nanfeng stood up and walked to the remaining accountants.

"As for the rest of you, within three days you have to settle the dowry of the former wife, the land certificate of the farm, and the deed of the door shop. If you can't do it, you will go to the Yamen of Bianjing Mansion together with Steward Wang. Wait for the interrogation by Lord Fuyin!"

Those accountants, seeing Steward Wang being dragged out, were already terrified, and they kowtowed to agree if they dared to object.

Only then did He Nanfeng turn his gaze to his son, who was clearly absent-minded, and said: "Father, I will receive the order."

He Gu finally waited for his words, so naturally it was impossible to refuse.

The father and son stepped out of the main hall door one after another, Zhengye turned his head to look at Wan Shi who was still kneeling on the ground with a dazed expression and was described as embarrassed, he secretly poohed, cursed that he deserved it, and immediately followed He Guli.

He Gu felt a little strange at this moment, he was thinking that even if the palace found him, the marriage proposal would not come so soon.

His Royal Highness the eldest princess is the eldest daughter of His Majesty, and she has always loved her dearly. The empress is even more in pain like her heart and soul. It is absolutely impossible for her marriage to be arranged hastily. The inner court and the Second Department of Internal Affairs have to take care of the princess's wedding rituals before they can reach the step of announcing the decree.

But when He Gu saw with his own eyes the team of chariots and horses extending from the front of the Hou Mansion to the end of the long street, he still couldn't help but be intimidated by the battle.

Although the teahouse in the front yard was called a teahouse, it didn't actually enter a gate of the Hou Mansion. It was just a small porch with a morning glory stand next to the gate of the front yard.

From a distance, He Gu saw Wang Neiguan in the corridor. He was wearing a small green robe with a round collar, sitting astride a stone bench in the corridor, holding a celadon teacup, and was savoring it carefully with his eyes closed.

... If He Gu didn't know it well, the front yard wouldn't be serving good tea. Seeing Wang Gonggong's intoxicated expression, he almost thought that Wang Zhonglu was holding some good tribute tea.

He Nanfeng made three steps in parallel, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Some trivial matters at home are temporarily delayed, and the internal officials have been waiting for a long time, so don't blame me."

Wang Zhonglu opened his eyes, put the teacup on the small table in the corridor slowly, stood up and said: "Your Majesty is still so polite, it's because our family came here suddenly today, how can you blame him for this?"

He Nanfeng said: "I heard from my servant that the internal officials came here to deliver an order. I don't know... what is your majesty's order?"

Wang Zhonglu said: "Master Hou misunderstood, although our family came here at the order of the emperor, His Majesty did not have any orders, just sent our family to give some rewards to the young master."

He Nanfeng and He Guju were taken aback.

Wang Zhonglu finally cleared his throat and said: "His Majesty's oral order—"

"Congratulations to Gu, the son of the Marquis of Changyang. He is polite in writing, good in writing and good in martial arts. I am very comforted to see him. I also think of Qing Chenghe's meritorious service in arresting the thieves. I will give you a special gift of silver and silk. I appreciate it."

He Nanfeng took his son to thank him quickly, and then he said: "The internal officer has worked hard to leave the palace to give rewards to the dog, but the servants in the mansion are so negligent, and I don't know how to invite the internal officer to come in for a good tea, really..."

Wang Zhonglu waved his hand and said: "It's not their fault, it's our family who wants to wait here. Today, His Majesty rewarded the young master, it was also a temporary idea. This errand came suddenly, to be honest, our family is also in a hurry After ordering the presents and leaving the palace, I still have to go back to the palace before the key is released at the palace gate, so I won't bother Lord Marquis to entertain you."

After he finished speaking, he saw He Gu, who was behind the old Lord He, looking as if he was wandering into the sky. Thinking about the performance of this son-in-law on the court today, Wang Zhonglu guessed that he was probably worried, the son-in-law appointed by the Holy Majesty Candidate, who is it?

Although the imperial decree has not yet been issued, Wang Zhonglu knows that this marriage is a certainty, and he intends to sell it to the future son-in-law, so he lowered his voice and laughed: "The son-in-law will be very expensive in the future, don't worry too much, and live well." Just wait at home."

As for what to wait for, although Wang Zhonglu did not say clearly, but the He family father and son are smart people, of course they know it well.

The boulder in He Gu's heart finally fell to the ground suddenly. It seems that he doesn't have to wait another ten or eight years until His Royal Highness the Third Prince ascends the throne before he can marry a wife.

Although the third prince still wanted to help, but now it would be great if he could get the beauty back as soon as possible, He Guxi said: "Thank you for your advice."

Wang Zhonglu laughed, turned around and waved his hands, and the attendants on the long street hurriedly began to carry the various rewards into the gate of the Marquis Mansion one by one.

He secretly smiled in his heart, and thought narrowly——

One day, if the Third Highness regained his original identity, would He Xiaohou be considered the Third Highness's brother-in-law, or... the Third Prince's concubine?

Thinking about it this way, the young master's future...is indeed extraordinary.