Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Wei Su was in a hurry to thank her, and the hearts of those in the cubicle were all broken.

Wei Canggui is the teacher of the emperor, his family style is clean and upright, and Wei Su's appearance marks him, and now he is in the limelight again.

All the girls in Qianyu City were looking forward to marrying the Wei family as the young wife, but Wei Su unexpectedly wanted to marry a man.

Jiang Xian seemed to hear the heartbreaking sounds of the little sisters next door.

Mr. Hong, the bureaucrat, is also a veteran of the three dynasties, and he is utterly loyal. Since Qian Zuisheng came to the throne, he has relied on him a lot.

I don't know if it was because of drinking, but Jiang Xianjing casually said "Do as the Romans do" and it fell into his ears.

He raised his wine glass: "Your Highness the Crown Prince knows the etiquette, I admire you, and I would like to respect you for relying on the old to sell the old."

Jiang Xian was startled that he was unwilling to be righteous at this moment.

Jiang Xianjing only touched Wei Sujing's glass of wine just now, and then he was knocked out by Qian Zui's voice, and quietly snatched the glass away.

Jiang Xian's startled eyes suddenly lit up: "Master Hong, you are welcome..."

"Hey, His Royal Highness is serious..." Mr. Hong stroked his beard, "Since ancient times, Yin and Yang have been reconciled, and the love between men and women can last for generations. Your Majesty and the prince are in love with each other. Surely you don't want your majesty's heirs to wither and the rule to end? "

Jiang Xianjing's expression did not change, but the wine glass was gently put back on the Longan: "Oh, what does Master Hong mean by that?"

Master Hong really drank too much, and his eyesight was blurry. Wei Cang gave him several winks, but he had no idea.

Lord Hong knelt down and bowed: "Your glory is fleeting. Your Royal Highness, you are the king of the country. You will return to Jiangling sooner or later. At that time, His Majesty will still be alone. Please forgive me for the old man's nonsense. Please persuade Your Majesty to marry your side concubine as soon as possible." , give birth to an imperial heir, let me have someone to succeed me!"

When Jiang Xian left in shock, Qian Zuisheng suddenly dismissed all the maids and nuns in the palace, and moved the harem women to live elsewhere.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites once wrote to oppose it.

At that time, everyone thought that Jiang Xian was frightened and jealous, and he was difficult to get along with, but they didn't expect that during these days in Qianyu Country, he was well-measured, and he was not arrogant in the slightest.

Maybe he was really drunk and cowardly, or maybe Jiang Xianjing was so good-tempered that he would smile at everyone he saw.

Only then did Master Hong dare to utter nonsense with sincerity.

Only the father and son of the Wei family in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty have seen Jiang Xian's shock.

As soon as Mr. Hong said this, Wei Su's head "boomed", and he woke up from the drunkenness instantly, and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground directly.

Jiang Xian smiled and glanced at the crowd: "Master Hong's words are reasonable, and you think so too?"

Mr. Hong felt relieved, this Jiang Xianjing was still aware of current affairs.

Several veteran ministers of the Ministry of Rites stood up tremblingly: "The old man seconded the proposal."

Lei Wu slowly put down his chopsticks, and looked at the veteran officials on the ground with great sympathy.

Nu Yi raised his head from the braised lion's head in a daze, a stream of oil trickled down the corner of his mouth, his first thought was that these old fellows on the ground were finished.

"Boom..."

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the steaming soup pot in front of Wei Cang directly fell to the ground.

"Oh, father, what's the matter with you?"

Wei Cang shouted exaggeratedly.

Wei Cang hurriedly pleaded guilty, but Jiang Xianjing didn't even look at him, and took a sip from his glass.

Those imperial wives and little sisters next door can't see what's going on here.

Those who have daughters to marry at home, the flames that had just been extinguished in their eyes were rekindled.

Only Qianyechen glanced at Madam Hong calmly: "If I remember correctly, Madam Hong's granddaughter is eighteen this year?"

Hearing that her husband's proposal was not refuted by Jiang Xianjing, and was seconded by close veterans, Mrs. Hong's heart was already full of joy.

At this moment, it was pointed out by Qianyechen, and it was only because Qianyechen wanted to be the big matchmaker, so he hurriedly pushed out a little girl with red lips and white teeth behind him: "Xue'er, meet Your Highness the eldest princess soon."

As the name suggests, Xue'er is glamorous and charming. Shi Shiran stepped forward to salute: "I have seen Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

Qianyechen smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Mrs. Hong was wondering, and Jiang Xianjing from outside seemed to chuckle: "Oh? If that's the case, all the adults in the Ministry of Rites, who are the girls from?"

Master Hong didn't say a word.

An old minister beside him squinted at Master Hong, turned his gaze to Jiang Xianjing, and said loudly:

"Returning to His Royal Highness, Lord Hong's granddaughter is eighteen years old, elegant and dignified, knowledgeable in books and etiquette, I think she is the best candidate for a noble concubine."

"Since such a good person, isn't it too wronged to be a noble concubine?" Jiang Xian smiled in surprise, and turned to look at Qian Zuisheng.

Qian Zuisheng was about to speak, but Master Hong preempted him: "His Royal Highness is absurdly praised, and it is Xue'er's blessing to serve His Majesty together with His Highness. other?"

Jiang Xianjing's tone was not at all unhappy from the beginning to the end, and Mr. Hong was even more determined in his heart.

How can there be a long relationship between men?

What's more, Jiang Xian is Jinggui as the crown prince, and he will marry a wife and concubine in the future to prolong his heirs. Today, I recommend myself, maybe Jiang Xian is in Jing's arms.

Jiang Xian picked up the teacup in surprise, took a sip slowly, and didn't speak.

Lord Hong became more courageous: "Speaking of which, it's really a fate, my Majesty Xue'er has seen it before!"

Jiang Xianjing put down the teacup and glanced at Qian Zuisheng with a smile, Qian Zuisheng was horrified by Jiang Xian's laughter.

His lips twitched as he was about to speak.

The teacup in Jiang Xianjing's hand flew towards Mr. Hong's head.

Unbiased, it just splashed head-on on Mr. Hong's official hat, the glazed tea bowl was torn apart, and the emerald green tea mixed with tea soup was steaming above Mr. Hong's head.

A needle drop could be heard in the hall.

Only the muffled sound of the tea dripping from Master Hong's head on the jade hall.

Qian Zuisheng didn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud, Jiang Xianjing gave him a hard look, Qian Zuisheng retracted his neck, and shrank in the dragon chair, not daring to move.

"Oh..." Jiang Xian's face was full of innocence, "Master Hong has been talking for a while, I'm afraid I'm thirsty, I just wanted to reward you with a cup of tea, I didn't expect to spill it by accident, I'm really sorry, my lords , which one of you wants to drink tea?"

"No, no, no, I don't dare to wait..."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were startled and anxious, regretting that they hadn't done it before, only hated themselves for not being aware of it for a while, and being used as a spear by Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong couldn't hold back his old face, so he bit the bullet and found a way for himself: "It's okay, if His Highness the Crown Prince dislikes Xue'er's stupidity, there are many girls waiting to be married in the families of the princes, and His Highness the Crown Prince can choose slowly. Chi, those who know think that His Highness the Crown Prince is careful and considerate for Guo Zuo, those who don't know think that His Highness the Crown Prince is jealous and has no tolerance for tolerance..."

"Everything dares!"

Before Master Hong finished speaking, Jiang Xianjing grabbed the teacup in front of Qian Zuisheng and threw it at Master Hong.

Master Hong couldn't dodge in time, and a red envelope the size of a teacup suddenly swelled on his forehead.