Your Majesty, I am not worthy

One after another, thunderclaps rang beside Chu Yuheng's ears, and Chu Yuheng's leg bones were pinched blue by himself: "Father, he..."

"At the beginning, Mo Jiang and Zhuo Jing made a marriage contract, but Zhuo Jing was forcibly taken by His Majesty before marriage. It is obvious that His Majesty defiled the Mo Jiang's wife first, but he blamed the Mo Jing for this unbearable behavior? Isn't it ridiculous?"

Chu Yuheng still couldn't believe it, pursed his dry lips, and looked at Hua Zheng with a frosty face: "What do you mean by that?"

"Your Majesty doesn't believe it? Oh, Your Majesty knows that the late emperor even had a son with the wife of the last general."

"Presumptuous!" Chu Yuheng's eyes widened with anger, "Do you know how serious the crime of spreading rumors about royal blood is?"

Seeing that Chu Yuheng didn't believe it, the old general Hua snorted coldly: "If your majesty doesn't believe it, then go and check the blood of the last general's eldest son, Hua Huaiyin? Just drop blood to recognize his relatives? Look at that last general of your majesty." There is a blood relationship between Zitong and His Majesty."

After knowing that His Majesty had defiled his fiancée, Hua Zheng insisted on marrying his fiancée.

They never had intercourse after marriage, until Mrs. Hua was diagnosed with pregnancy.

And that first child is Hua Huaiyin...

The entire imperial study room fell into a dead silence, occasionally a wind would blow in from the window, causing the fragile paper on the table to rattle.

Little Xuanzi outside the imperial study room has been afraid to come in.

It was also the first time for him to see the legendary General Zhenbei. As the protector in the hearts of the people, General Hua was indeed as powerful as Xiao Xuanzi imagined.

Even the back view is like the evil spirit of blood wrapped in the shadow of swords and swords.

But Xiao Xuanzi's reverie continued to be broken by a summons from the emperor in the imperial study.

"Little Xuanzi, come in."

Xiao Xuanzi entered in response.

"How's the celebration banquet going?"

The emperor put down the memorial that had not been turned over in his hand.

"It's almost arranged." Hearing that the emperor asked about the celebration banquet, Xiao Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few pauses, Xiao Xuanzi looked suspicious, "It's the position of the prime minister...is it still available?" Want to stay out?"

During the period when Rong Mu was gone, the civil and military officials of the court had been promoted and demoted, but the position of the prime minister was the same as that of the prime minister's mansion, which remained unchanged.

People in the palace and outside the palace were full of sorrow, but the celebration banquet was different from the palace banquet at the end of the year. There were quite a lot of ministers attending the banquet, so Xiao Xuanzi was a little uncertain what the emperor meant to the outside world.

But Chu Yuheng replied simply and neatly: "I still keep it..."

Chu Yuheng suddenly remembered something, and reminded him: "Don't use sweet-scented osmanthus to make wine for the banquet. You can do anything else. If you want dim sum, go to Hao Jing to invite the most powerful dim sum master to make it."

"Here."

Chu Yuheng tried his best to recall the dim sum that Rong Mu used frequently when he was in Jiangnan, but he couldn't recall the specific appearance.

A little frustrated, Chu Yuheng had to work harder on the banquet.

Xiao Xuanzi all responded one by one.

The next day, the sky was clear and cloudless.

Song Du gently pushed open the door of his lord, and saw that his lord was already wearing a robe and leaning against the window to read a book.

The spirit is clear and the bone is beautiful, and the eyes are clear.

Song Du, who had been holding his breath all the time, was a little discouraged, and then his steps became more generous: "My lord ran so much yesterday, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

The morning light jumped wantonly on the red sandalwood window sill, and finally jumped into Rong Mu's glazed eyes: "Did you forget, I'm much better now."

Explaining to people over and over again that his body is already full is a cumbersome thing in the eyes of others, but Rong Mu is willing to do it.

Using a toothpick to insert the page just reviewed, Rong Mu's thumb interlaced with the other four fingers, and then he closed the book: "Adu, please tidy up, take the gift prepared by the butler last week, we Go to Zhenbei Great General’s Mansion to visit, just so you have time to meet the young general.”

"My lord..." Song Du blushed a little, "I don't want to see him too much..."

"Really?" Rong Mu had a half-smile, "I'm someone who has been there, Adu, what kind of mood you are in now, I still have some clarity."

When you are passionate, don't you just hope that you can be in one place all the time.

Even if it was him who was about to obtain fame in the exam, didn't his whole heart hang on Chu Yuheng.

Standing up and inserting the book in his hand back to its original position, Rong Mujiang crushed the spring, and seriously put on the outer robe: "Adu, you don't have to worry, don't have to be stressed, I'm going to suppress the North General this time." The main purpose of the government is to meet the old general Hua, and I will not interfere with the relationship between you and the young general."

"This subordinate knows." Song Du understood what his lord meant, "but this subordinate still needs to thank you, otherwise there is no chance for this subordinate to see him."

Song Du really wanted to see Hua Huaiyin, but he was in the prime minister's mansion, so there was no reason to meet Hua Huaiyin in private, but it was different when Rong Mu came forward.

Now being quietly satisfied by his own adults, Song Du's face instantly seemed to be on fire, red and hot, but more of it was the iron post flowing in his heart.

Rong Mu and Song Du rode out of the house on horseback.

The spring breeze rolled up the corner of Rong Mu's clothes, but his speed was not fast, and people greeted him from time to time on the way, and Rong Mu responded one by one.

Arriving at the mansion of General Zhenbei, Rong Mu ordered the horse to stop, and the movement of dismounting was like flowing water, which was particularly comfortable under the bright light.

Song Du saw it in his eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time: "My lord is really talented, and I don't see many horse riders like a lord."

"No, it's just that if you ride a lot of subordinates, you'll be familiar with it." Rong Mu stroked the horse's mane, calmed down his breathing under the horse's snort,

Before he and Song Du approached the gate of the mansion, Hua Huaiyin's voice came from inside: "Let's go, let's go to Zuixianju for a drink."

吃酒

Rong Mu's heart trembled.

Hua Huaiyin's drinking capacity is only as big as a fingernail, does he still go out to drink now?

Rong Mu couldn't help looking at Song Du.

Sure enough, Song Du's lips that had been raised all the time suddenly pulled down—that guy was not very good at drinking, and he promised him not to drink without authorization when he was in Tainan County, but now he actually wants to go to Zuixianju to drink go?

How could Hua Huaiyin think that it was only yesterday that they parted, and today they saw Rong Mu and Song Du again at the door of their mansion, recalling the words he mentioned just now that he was going to Zuixianju to drink, Hua Huaiyin's face immediately lit up. There was a burning pain.

Good guy, he was caught by Song Du just as he thought about being presumptuous.

Quickly expelling the servants around him, Hua Huaiyin was still trying to make up for herself: "Uncle Zhou got a new dish, so I'm going to try it now... I didn't say I want to eat wine , I said it’s going to be late, and the food will be cold!”

The more you explain, the more outrageous it becomes. You don't realize that the Huahuai sound is biased.

Even if Song Du was annoyed, it was not his turn to say anything at this moment, he just shrank behind his adult with the gift in his arms, not seeing what he saw but what he thought was pure.

But Rong Mu saw that the two of them seemed to be about to have a conflict as soon as they met, raised his eyes and smiled and took an extra step in front of Song Du, calmly relieving the awkward atmosphere at the moment.

Showing Hua Huaiyin the congratulatory gift that he brought today, Rong Mu seemed a little familiar in his estrangement: "The old general is at the mansion, and Rong is here for a special visit today."

"Yes, yes!" Hua Huaiyin glanced at Song Du, who was still carrying presents behind Rong Mu, and sure enough, Rong Mu diverted all his attention, "My father is practicing swords in the backyard. come on in."

The author has something to say: The horse exploded, Hua Huaiyin's vest exploded first...

Sort out the relationship: Hua Huaiyin is the emperor's elder brother, and also Ah Mu's elder brother, but Ah Mu and the emperor have no blood relationship

There may be another chapter~