Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

The official said something surprising: "You don't know yet, Zexi is getting engaged."

"What..." Ming Heng felt his eyes go dark, the force from his right hand was suddenly released, the wine glass fell on the table, and the wine in the glass flowed down the table.

The official hurriedly tore up a piece of tablecloth and wiped it carelessly, and joked: "Zexi is engaged, why are you reacting so much. I don't know, but I thought it was stealing your sweetheart."

Isn't it the sweetheart?

Ming Heng grabbed Guan Ze by the collar, opened his eyes wide, and looked horrified: "What did you just say! Who is getting engaged?!"

"Zexi," Guan Ze repeated calmly, "I said Zexi is getting engaged. What's your expression?"

Ming Heng let go of his hand in a daze, and froze on the spot, murmured in disbelief: "Engagement...he's going to be engaged...he never mentioned it to me..."

"Don't blame him," Guan said for his friend, "This is what Duke Wei meant."

"Duke Wei?"

"Yes," the official explained, "Didn't Duke Wei return to Beijing with his family more than a month ago? The first thing the old general did when he returned to Beijing was to marry his son. Zexi is also [-] this year. It's three, and there's no one around to warm the bed, can the old general not be in a hurry."

Mingheng suppressed the turbulent emotions and asked: "Which girl does Wei Guogong take a fancy to?"

"The daughter of Prime Minister Wei's family."

Ming Heng's heart sank suddenly: "Ze Xi, he agreed?"

"Why didn't he agree?" the official said, "Prime Minister Wei's daughter is also a well-known talented woman in Beijing, she is both talented and beautiful, and she is in the same family as Zexi."

"The right family...heh," Ming Heng snorted lightly, poured down a glass of wine in depression, and suddenly slammed the glass, "What a good match!"

Angrily left.

The officer stopped him: "Hey! Where are you going?"

"The Palace of the Duke of Wei!"

Mingheng was drunk by the official with a few cups of peach blossom wine, and when he learned that Zexi was going to get married, his anger burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing him to completely lose his mind. When he came out of the building, he went straight to the Duke of Wei's mansion.

Ming Heng came to Duke Wei's mansion aggressively, and the guard at the door saw that he was not friendly, so he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Who are you looking for, Master?"

"Look for your young master! Let He Zexi come out!" Ming Heng was completely drunk, standing at the gate of Duke Wei's mansion and yelling loudly regardless of his appearance.

The guard thought he was here to find fault, so his expression changed suddenly, he frowned and said perfunctorily: "My son is not in the mansion, come back another day."

"I know he's at home, tell him to come out!" Ming Heng staggered, his hazy drunken eyes were completely occupied by anger.

The guard found that he was still a drunk, his expression became more and more impatient, and he even wanted to draw his sword to chase him away.Little Fan was afraid that the blind guards would hurt his master's precious body, so he hurried forward and said, "My master is His Highness the Sixth Highness, if you have something to discuss with Master Xiao He, please pass it on."

"Your Highness Sixth?!" The guard broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the drunken man in front of him, apologized in a panic, and went in to communicate.

Not long after, the guards left and returned, and behind him was He Zexi who went out to greet him in person.

"I've seen Your Highness." He Zexi bowed and was about to salute, but Ming Heng rushed up to him with red eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "I heard you're getting engaged?"

After a brief surprise, He Zexi quickly calmed down and nodded calmly.

"I heard that the bride is the daughter of Prime Minister Wei's family. Do you like her?"

"..." He Zexi was silent.This marriage was arranged for him by his father, he had even seen the face of the bride, so he couldn't say whether he liked it or not.But I heard that Miss Wei's family is well-educated, virtuous and decent, and she is the best candidate for Wei Guogong to be the mistress.Although he was the one who got married, what was more important than that was the mutual benefit of the He and Wei families.He Zexi knew from the very beginning that he was carrying the honor and disgrace of the entire He family, and he was mentally prepared for the marriage. .

Marriage is a common occurrence no matter in the royal family or ordinary people. In fact, a discerning person can see what is going on at a glance, but Mingheng is too angry at this time, and has no time to think about other things. Immersed in the anger of He Zexi's betrayal, the eyes he looked at He Zexi were clearly the eyes of a heartless man.

"You are getting married, why didn't you tell me?" Ming Heng asked him angrily.

"..." He Zexi said quietly, "This is my private matter."

Ming Heng couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

He Zexi sighed inwardly, closed his eyes, and repeated in a heartbeat: "It's just a private matter of this minister, I dare not bother His Highness the Sixth Highness."

A private matter can be said to have opened a hole in Ming Heng's already broken heart.Ming Heng flickered, looked at He Zexi's resolute look unwillingly, suddenly lowered his head and smiled wryly, and murmured: "It's a private matter... What a private matter... Hahaha!"

After laughing three times, he regained his composure, and walked up to He Zexi: "It turns out that I was being too affectionate. Mr. He, Mingheng wishes you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

He said this very lightly and calmly.After speaking, he turned and left without nostalgia.

The carriage quickly disappeared in front of Duke Wei's mansion, He Zexi sighed softly, turned and returned to the mansion.Walking to the front hall, a calm middle-aged male voice stopped him.

"Xi'er."

He Zexi walked into the hall and bowed to the middle-aged man sitting on the upper seat: "Father."

Wei Guogong He Xiao is forty-six this year, but he is well-maintained. He looks at most 36-[-]. Although he is a general, he looks dignified. He looks like a civil servant without his armor. hide.

"I heard that the sixth prince is here, why don't you invite him in?"

"The sixth prince still has something to do, so he left after saying a few words at the door." He Zexi replied.

He Xiao looked at He Zexi with sharp eyes: "When did you get so close to the sixth prince?"

He Zexi said calmly: "It's just that I met a few times at a friend's party, so I can't say I'm familiar with it."

Only then did He Xiao nodded in satisfaction, and then whispered: "The sixth prince's mother family is a sinful minister, and his status in the palace is embarrassing. You should try to avoid getting involved with him in the future."

"...Son understands."

"Well, by the way, where is Huan'er now?"

"I received a letter from him a few days ago, saying that he has returned to the court, and he will go south to visit his father in a few days."

"How is Huan'er?"

"He... is fine."

"That's good."

It has only been three days since Mingheng returned to Beijing, and the rumors about the marriage between Duke Wei's son and Prime Minister Wei's daughter have already spread in Beijing.

While everyone was congratulating the newlyweds who were a match made in heaven, only Ming Heng locked himself in the room and got drunk.

The morning of the third day.

The little fan carefully pushed open the door of the dormitory, and as soon as it opened a crack, the soaring smell of alcohol came over the sky, making the little fan retreat three steps in a row.It was very quiet in the room, not a single movement could be heard.The little fan became more courageous and walked in.

All the way from the door to the inside, there are empty wine jars all over the floor, and the smell of alcohol permeates the corners of the room.Little Fan stood on tiptoe, avoiding the wine jars and walking forward.

On the big carved bed, the bed curtains hang down, covering the scene in the bed, only revealing a white arm, holding the wine jar persistently.

The small fan lifted a corner of the bed curtain, revealing Ming Heng who was lying sprawled on the bed like a drunk.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Little Fan leaned over and whispered in Ming Heng's ear, "Your Highness, it's time to wake up."

Ming Heng opened his eyes leisurely, but before he regained his consciousness completely, he had already murmured "Ze Xi".

"Your Highness, what did you say?"

Fortunately, the voice was small and indistinct, and the little fan couldn't hear it clearly.Ming Heng finally came to his senses, rubbed his forehead that was throbbing with headache, and was supported by the small fan to sit up.

"What time is it?" Ming Heng leaned against the head of the bed and asked with a painful expression.

"It's already time." The little fan said, "Your Highness, it's time to get up. Today, when the Empress Dowager returns to the palace, everyone has to go to the palace gate to greet her. It will be too late."

"Queen Mother?" Ming Heng didn't care about his aching head, he grabbed his small fan and hurriedly asked, "Are you already 26 today?"

"Yes," Little Fan said bitterly, "Your Highness has been locked in the room for two full days. Your Highness, if you don't like it, you can hit Little Fan and scold Little Fan, and stop torturing your body."

Ming Heng waved his hands, got off the bed and said: "You didn't do anything wrong, why should I hit you. That's all, all right, don't act like you want to cry or not, I just encountered some troubles It has nothing to do with you if you want to be quiet."

The little fan knelt on the ground to put on Ming Heng's shoes, and asked cautiously: "Then, is Your Highness still upset now?"

Annoyed, of course annoyed!

The grief that his sweetheart is about to marry someone else cannot be healed so quickly, but in order to prevent the little fan from continuing to cry in his ears, he can only pretend that he is healed.

After Ming Heng finished washing, it was almost time for the Empress Dowager to return to the palace, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried to Qinghe Hall.

The Empress Dowager was the adoptive mother of Emperor Qianyuan, and Emperor Qianyuan's biological mother died of illness not long after giving birth to him, and the Empress Dowager had no children at the time, so the late Emperor entrusted Emperor Qianyuan, who was still in his infancy, to her to be raised.Therefore, for Emperor Qianyuan, the queen mother is better than a biological mother than a biological mother.The mother and son have a deep relationship. After Emperor Qianyuan ascended the throne, the adoptive mother became the queen mother as a matter of course.

This empress dowager is from Jiangnan, her mother's family doesn't have much influence, she is gentle by nature, aloof from the world, always accompanied by the ancient Qingdeng Buddha, she is not keen on managing the harem, so the empress handed over all the affairs of the harem as soon as she came to power Go out and devote yourself to Buddha.A few days ago, I went to Nanyin Temple to offer incense and worship Buddha, and I finally returned to the palace today.Emperor Qianyuan was overjoyed, and led all the civil and military officials to greet him at the gate of the palace in person.

The empress dowager was exhausted, and she returned to the palace to rest after showing her face in front of the officials, and the rest of the people also left separately.Mingheng also returned to Chonghua Palace.

Back in Chonghua Palace, he had just sat down and had a sip of tea when there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

"Brother! Sixth brother!" The girl's lively and crisp voice was as refreshing as a clear bell.

Ming Heng couldn't help but twitched his lips, and looked softly at the head protruding from the door: "Why are you here?"

"Come see brother." The girl came out from the door, trotted to Mingheng's side, folded her arms and acted coquettishly, "I haven't seen brother for a long time, I miss him."

"You're already a big girl and you're still cuddling with your brother, what do you look like?" Although Ming Heng criticized, he didn't push the people around him away.

"What's wrong with hugging my brother?" The pretty girl pouted and hugged her even tighter.

Mingheng shook his head helplessly: "Anyway, she is also a princess of a country, so she should look like a princess."

"Outside everyone warned me to look like a princess and not to embarrass the royal family. At home, I'm not allowed to be myself?"

Ming Heng rubbed his sister's head, and sighed: "I went to Nanyin Temple and had a few days of fasting, and this mouth has become more and more eloquent."

Ninth Princess Ming Qianqian is the younger sister of Ming Heng's mother and compatriot. Although she is called the Ninth Princess, she is actually the seventh and the only princess in the royal family.Unlike his unfavored elder brother Ming Heng, Ming Qianqian is favored by Emperor Qianyuan.Ming Qianqian was sixteen years old, beautiful and intelligent, not only loved by Emperor Qianyuan, but also the only granddaughter who was loved by the Empress Dowager, she took her granddaughter with her when she went to Nanyin Temple some time ago, and they returned to the palace together today.

Mingheng even regarded his only biological sister as a pain in the eyes, for fear that she would be wronged a little.The monastery was poor, and Ming Heng was afraid that his pampered sister would be wronged, so he asked questions and cared for him for a long time.

Ming Qianqian obediently answered them one by one without any impatience.After the question, the brother and sister talked for a while.

While chatting, Ming Qianqian suddenly asked Ming Heng: "Is my brother looking for a sister-in-law for me?"