The Emperor's Son-in-Law

"No way, there are such people?"

Duan Chun was stunned.

Li Bai, the poet, did have a poem.

I refused to board the ship when the emperor called me, claiming that I was a wine immortal.

I didn't expect that there was such a person in the Great Kang Empire.

Duan Chun immediately became interested and wanted to see what kind of talent Du Wanqing was.

How could His Majesty tolerate and value him so much?

"Summon Du Wanqing to see you."

As the voice spread to the outside of the hall.

Duan Chun stared at the gate with wide eyes and curiosity.

A thin man in a brown official robe just walked into the gate.

But the next second, he saw that the man was holding something that looked like a wine gourd in his hand.

He walked crookedly and his steps were weak, and he looked like he was still drunk...

My God, this guy is really brave.

He came while drinking!

I wonder what kind of trouble this guy will cause?

Duan Chun's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.

Moreover, this Du Wanqing actually ran into the palace in a brown official robe.

He was only an official of the eighth or ninth rank, which was too low a position.

Strictly speaking, an official of the eighth or ninth rank could not be called an official.

In the official system of the Great Kang Empire, the lowest rank was the seventh rank.

From the seventh rank and below, they should be called clerks.

At this time, this thin man in a brown official robe and a crown hat on his head.

He was staggering to the center of the hall, raising his head and clasping his fists in a drunken salute.

"Little...little clerk Du Wanqing."

"Greetings to the Queen and the two concubines."

A low laugh sounded.

It turned out that Du Wanqing bowed in the wrong direction, and bowed diagonally to the position of the chief minister of the Honglu Temple and the Guanglu Temple on the side.

Yuwen Xi shook his head speechlessly, and the other adults dodged sideways.

"How much wine did Mr. Du drink tonight?"

The Queen asked with a smile.

"Oh, the queen is here."

"I can't see clearly, please forgive me, the queen."

"I didn't drink much, only half a catty."

Du Wanqing quickly turned around and bowed to the platform.

He almost fell to the ground, which again caused a burst of laughter from the officials in the hall.

But Duan Chun became more and more interested in this person.

Although he didn't know his talent, he could make the emperor value him.

He stayed in Hongwenguan as an eighth- or ninth-rank official.

It can be seen that the emperor kept him for a very important purpose.

Duan Chun knew about the classification of government offices in the Dakang Empire.

Hongwenguan.

It was established in the Tang Empire in history, which was equivalent to the function of political consultation.

You can freely put forward your views on the evolution of the system and the importance of etiquette.

In modern times, that is the responsibility of the National People's Congress.

Officials of Hongwenguan, regardless of their rank, can only enter with real talent and knowledge.

After entering, just read books and provide policy suggestions to the emperor at any time.

It is a very important place.

What is the purpose of His Majesty asking Du Wanqing to participate in the review of the palace banquet tonight?

Duan Chun secretly guessed in his heart...

"Okay, you sit aside quickly."

"I have completed His Majesty's order and have to go back to have a good rest."

Concubine Duan frowned and shouted.

"The little official obeys the Queen's order."

Du Wanqing walked to one side crookedly.

But many officials covered their noses with their sleeves in disgust.

The official with an empty seat next to him turned sideways and refused to sit at the same table with him.

And the seats prepared on both sides of the entire hall only had that one empty seat.

Because in the entire hall, except for the three-rank officials who could sit at a short table alone.

All other officials sat at a long table with two people.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

"Lord Du, come and sit here."

Duan Chun stood up and smiled.

As a prince of a duke, he also enjoyed a short table alone.

"This..."

"Well, I'm sorry to bother this young master."

Du Wanqing glanced at Duan Chun, then staggered over with a smile.

Duan Chun laughed in his heart, this guy was just pretending to be drunk.

You can see his identity at a glance.

They are all people who have been around the wine table, who is deceiving whom.

As a smell of wine wafted over, Du Wanqing sat next to Duan Chun.

The two closest officials frowned together.

Even Concubine Duan, who was ten meters away, couldn't help but cover her nose with her hand.

"Okay, everyone is here."

"Then let's start."

The queen smiled slightly.

So all the officials stood up one by one and followed their duties.

Handed the documents to the maids and handed them to the three ladies for review.

"I wonder which old master's house this young master is from?"

Duan Chun looked at the documents handed over by the officials, and Du Wanqing's soft question came from the side.

Just as he was about to answer, the other party took the initiative to speak again.

"Young Master, don't tell me. Let me guess it myself."

"Okay, guess it."

Duan Chun smiled and whispered.

"Young Master's robe is inlaid with gold threads and patterns."

"He should be the son of a founding duke, right?"

Du Wanqing smiled.

"That's right."

Duan Chun nodded slightly.

"There are only eight founding dukes in the dynasty."

"Looking at the young master's age, only two people can become the son of a duke."

"I know the young master's identity now."

"Your surname should be Duan."

Du Wanqing smiled with his eyes blinking.

"Yes, I am Duan Chun, a junior."

"My father is the Duke of Changguo."

Duan Chun nodded politely.

"Oh, you are really the son of the Duke of Changguo..."

"I didn't expect that I guessed it right!"

"The Duke of Changguo is a fierce general of his generation, with an unparalleled brave character."

"He is heroic enough, but lacks literary style."

"I didn't expect that the son of the Duke of Changguo would be so polite to me."

"It is really a blessing for the Duke of Changguo."

Du Wanqing's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.

"I just don't want to see others inconvenience."

"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."

Duan Chun smiled.

"What a good saying!"

"You are really the best among the young masters I have ever seen."

"The only one who can make me shine!"

Du Wanqing's eyes lit up, and the drunkenness disappeared instantly.

"Well, Lord Du, you don't have to do this."

"I have suffered since I was a child, so I feel this way."

Duan Chun said.

"Young Master, I heard that His Majesty wants to grant you a marriage."

"Let you become the Prince Consort of Dakang."

"I wonder if Young Master has confirmed the marriage?"

Du Wanqing asked softly.

"You also know about this?"

Duan Chun asked indifferently.

"Of course I know, Duke Changguo forced His Majesty to marry him in the hall."

"This matter has spread throughout the Imperial Capital."

"But no one knows yet, which princess will Young Master marry?"

"If Young Master trusts me, can you tell me?"

Du Wanqing asked curiously.

"This..."

"I am not sure about His Majesty's mind now."

"But His Majesty probably wants Princess Xian to grant me a marriage."

Duan Chun said.

"How could it be...Princess Xian!"

Du Wanqing's eyes widened suddenly...

There was a look of extreme shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

"What's wrong, Lord Du?"

Duan Chun knew in his heart that this old drunkard was indeed a great talent.

As soon as he heard Princess Xian's name, he immediately understood the troubles of this marriage.