Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

In April, the sun gradually became hotter, and the warm and soft sunlight was a bit dazzling all of a sudden.Shining on the glazed tiles of the palace, it looks like layers of golden fish scales.Where the splendor is resplendent, there is a daunting admiration for no reason.

Admire, but guard.

"Please take it back, Your Majesty."

Feng Ruoshu knelt on his knees, leaning on the gold bricks, his tone almost begging.

Wei Linhuan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, coughed while covering a black velvet handkerchief, his voice was broken, like dead leaves in late autumn being picked up by the wind.

"Feng Aiqing, Jinghe is the most beloved princess of the widows. This marriage should have been discussed with you a long time ago, but I was afraid of distracting you from the war, so it was delayed until today."

Feng Ruoshu's birthday after this year is 23, the age at which ordinary people can enjoy family happiness.

Qian Wei Linhuan has been suppressing his marriage from now on. First, Feng Ruoshu repeatedly rejected it, and second, he has never found a suitable candidate.

Until this year, Princess Jinghe turned sixteen and reached the marriageable age.

The eyes of the over fifty-year-old king brightened, and he hurriedly summoned Feng Ruoshu.

"I'm used to being idle, and I don't have any plans to start a family at the moment. I'm afraid that the princess will wrong Jin Zhi if she marries the mansion. Instead of making a big mistake and regretting it later, it's better to break off this marriage from the beginning."

Wei Linhuan's eyes were full of sorrow, and the combination of diseases made him so thin that he almost lost his appearance. He leaned weakly on the back of the chair and said, "I know that you don't want to, but feelings are cultivated for a long time. If you don't try to get along with Jinghe Try, how do you know that there is no marriage between you two?"

Feng Ruoshu's mind was confused, An Ge's figure flashed in his mind, and suddenly that Huo Bang who kissed his forehead in Sanshan flashed, he couldn't make sense of it for a moment, and he didn't understand.

"Chen... the heart is not here."

Wei Linhuan's gray eyebrows twitched, and his words were slightly displeased, "Not here? But still at An Ruyi's place?"

Feng Ruoshu was afraid of bringing trouble to An Ge and the two, and quickly denied, "No! The minister is just pretending to be Rong Guo, and he can't tolerate the love between his children for a while."

Only then did Wei Linhuan's displeasure subside, and after a while, sadness gradually gathered in his brows and eyes, and he said:

"Ruoshu, my body is getting worse day by day. If something happens, I can't afford it, and Rong Guo can't bear it even more. So you should treat it like the whole widow once, and help the widow to settle this matter. how?"

Feng Ruoshu paused in his heart, and only then did he understand Wei Linhuan's intentions - he was afraid that after the death of the king, the powerful ministers would outshine the master, commit rebellion, and divide the Wei family.Only then did the princess get married, and marriage involved one or two things.

The blood in his mouth turned cold for no reason, he fixedly looked at the person on the dragon chair, and said: "Your Majesty, please don't worry. If you don't marry Jing and Princess, I will definitely be loyal to the King and Rongguo."

Wei Linhuan just shook his head, with a deep expression on his face, without showing any signs of dew, "I asked you to marry Jinghe, not because of this."

Not quite, exactly.

"Why is that?" Feng Ruoshu was puzzled, besides this, is there any other reason?

Wei Linhuan sighed, his eyes became far away, as if recalling something from the past, he said faintly:

"That's what your father meant."

Feng Ruoshu was stunned, as if he had been hit by someone, "My...father?"

He has always been unfamiliar with this title. In the mutiny more than 20 years ago, his father was persecuted to death by thieves, making him a posthumous child.

"Back then, the widow was not trusted by the late king. If it hadn't been for your father's support all the time, who would sit on the throne would still be a mystery today."

Many years ago, Wei Linhuan was just a seventh son who no one cared about. By chance, he got to know Feng Fu, and sincerely worshiped him as a disciple, treating each other with the courtesy of a teacher.

Feng's father advised him, and soon he made a breakthrough.

But the emperor's family, especially the royal family where the crown prince hangs high, is always prone to bloody battles for succession.

At that time, there were two sons who were the most powerful and most likely to be crowned princes. One was Wei Linhuan, and the other was the eldest son who had been respected by the ancestors since he was a child.

So on the day when he entered the palace to announce the crown prince, there was a bloody mutiny at the corner of Qinglong Gate.

Back then, he was the young master of the defense and led his subordinates to change, so he suggested Wei Linhuan, took the first step to intimidate and lure the guard of the Qinglong Gate, set up many ambushes, and slaughtered the young master and his subordinates on the spot.

In other words, Wei Linhuan's throne was actually snatched.He had hope of ascending to the position of prince, but there was only a [-]% chance, so before the news was announced, he eliminated all competitors.From fifty percent to ten percent.

Father Feng was resourceful, but also quite cruel, but Feng Ruoshu failed to inherit this point.

It's just that there are thousands of plans, but there will be one mistake.

Feng's father has made countless calculations, and he has thought of all kinds of minor changes, but he has not counted himself.At the same time as the Qinglongmen mutiny, the eldest son was not just waiting to die. He sent his men to the Qigongzi's mansion to capture Feng's father alive. After receiving the news that the eldest son was killed, he tortured him to death in every possible way.

When Wei Linhuan led his men to find him, they only saw his dead body.The eyeballs were smashed, only two of the ten fingers remained, the bones of the knees were dug out, and there was not an inch of intact skin on the whole body.

The eldest son is equally ruthless, but lacks some means to mobilize the overall situation.If he lost this part, he also lost his life and the throne.

"Father, he is a great man who left his name in history."

There are only a few words handed down to Feng Ruoshu's descendants, and the world only knows that Feng's father is like a god in planning and devoting himself to everything.Without him, there would be no future Rong Wang Wei Linhuan.

Although Feng Ruoshu has never met Feng's father, he has always regarded him as a god in his heart, which is why he is so loyal to Wei Linhuan and this country.

"When nothing happened, we often talked about other things besides family and country affairs, so we also talked about this marriage between the fingertips. Your father liked the number 'seven', so he made an agreement with me that if you were a boy If you are a daughter, I will marry you my seventh daughter. If you are a girl, I will marry you my seventh son."

"So, Princess Jinghe is your seventh daughter?"

Wei Linhuan nodded, "Ruoshu, the marriage was decided long ago. You go back and think about it carefully. After two days, finalize the wedding date. Marrying Jinghe is for you, for the widow, for Rongguo, for Baili No harm."

After saying that, there was a pain in his throat, which made him cough violently again.

For a marriage, even the old friends of the ancestors were involved.

Feng Ruoshu smiled coldly, and said something disrespectful: "I have said so much, I am afraid that if the minister really refuses to agree, the king's edict will be announced clearly?"

In private, he was fulfilling his original promise.

Yu Gong, he was on guard against Feng Ruoshu.

It's hard to say which is the most important, or for the king, family affairs and world affairs are sometimes difficult to give up.

To take a step back, when Liu Bei was seriously ill in Baidicheng, he had two intentions to prevent Kong Ming, and asked Liu Adou to worship him as his second father.It's not that Liu Bei doesn't trust Kong Ming, it's because he is a king, and he always likes to keep more hands and multiple layers of protection.

Feng Ruoshu returned to the mansion full of worries, but saw a carriage parked at the gate of the mansion.

The sweaty BMW, the mahogany carriage house, and the groom standing aside respectfully, obviously came from a noble family.

But the car curtains are also dark red patterns on a black background, which complement the wood of Che Shi, revealing a thick and elegant elegance, very low-key, and will not attract attention in the busy streets.

This person must have been born noble and did not want to attract attention.

Feng Ruoshu frowned slightly, he couldn't guess the identity of this person for a while, so he simply walked one step at a time, stopped in front of the carriage, and said:

"Your Excellency came to the humble house. Feng X is far away to welcome you. What's the important thing? Why don't you get out of the car for a while?"

As soon as the words were said, the curtain of the car was lifted from the inside, and a man dressed as a young man stepped out.

The groom was about to help him up immediately, but he raised his hand to refuse, and got out of the car unhurriedly.From the beginning to the end, the back is straight, the chin is slightly retracted, and the gestures are very elegant.He was clearly dressed plainly in white, but for no reason gave birth to a sense of solemnity.

Feng Ruoshu didn't know this person, but his hair was tied up very high, he had an oval face, black brows and starry eyes, a beard above his lips, and a folding fan on his chest from time to time.

"Dare to ask your Excellency?"

The man raised his eyes to face Feng Ruoshu squarely, and said in a low voice, "You don't recognize me, but I recognize you."

Feng Ruoshu's eyes moved - even though the other party deliberately lowered her voice, she couldn't hide the fact that she was a woman.

Reminiscent of what happened today, he guessed suspiciously: "You are... Princess Jinghe?"

Jing He smiled lightly, not surprised by this, put away the folding fan freely, and said: "I know I can't fool you, this outfit is for ordinary people." She looked around, her eyes fell on the open door on, "Can I go in?"

Her speaking speed was relatively slow, her voice was like a spring in deep winter, calm and lively without losing the vivacity that a young girl should have.

There is no trace of being exposed as cramped, but on the contrary, it is generous and very free and easy.

This surprised Feng Ruoshu, took a step back, and raised his hand towards the door, "Princess came to Fengfu, I am flattered. Please."

Guoshifu, Meiting.

Feng Ruoshu waved away the servants, leaving only him, Jinghe, and two cups of hot tea on the stone table in the pavilion.

"The princess condescends to the mansion, what is the purpose?"

After the scene, Feng Ruoshu asked straight to the point.

Jinghe put the folded fan on the stone table, with a faint smile on her lips, "You and I only have marriage to discuss."

Feng Ruoshu sat down on the stone bench opposite her and asked, "What would the princess want to talk about?"

"Naturally, I persuade you to agree to this marriage." Jing He rested his elbows on the edge of the stone table, his back straight, "Although the national teacher will nod his head sooner or later, Jing He feels that a day later is worse than a day sooner."

"Why did the princess think that the minister would 'nod his head sooner or later'?"

"Father called you, right? The national teacher is a filial son and a virtuous minister. I think that as long as the father moves out your father, the national teacher will not refuse."

Feng Ruoshu paused while tasting the tea, then took a sip slowly, put down the teacup, and asked, "Even so, why does the princess think that the minister will advance the wedding date?"

The smile on Jinghe's lips gradually narrowed, as if the bright and bright moon was hidden in thick clouds, and his expression became mature for a while, as if he was a magician who was able to do a job well in the world.

"Because this princess...is the queen's secret work."