Chapter 16 Recruiting Relatives by Competition
The bowl shattered at her feet, and Pingle was stunned for a moment, but finally quiet.
Zong Zheng went to clench his fists and bowed, "The emperor is angry, and the princess is also unintentional." I do know that the princess already has a husband's family, but I can't forget the princess after seeing it again, and I can't give it up from my heart. I also know that the emperor is embarrassed, and if two men admire a woman at the same time, they will compete for that woman, and the winner will naturally hold the beauty. I heard that there are also women in your country who compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, I don't know if the emperor will allow me to compete with Yuan Zhuangyuan?"
Yuan Diyi said with a smile, "When I heard the prince's statement, I remembered that some ordinary people would also set up gambling money to compare their wrists when they were bored. "How much money is Pingle staked? one tael or ten taels?
The emperor politely refused, "If the princess's marriage is like the people fighting in the ring to recruit relatives, it will be unseemly." ā
Zong Zheng said quickly, "If the emperor is afraid that the spread of the matter will affect the reputation of the princess, I will compete with the champion in private, and whoever loses and who wins depends on the will of God." If I lose, it will be destined by God, and I will not have a relationship with the princess, and I will naturally die. ā
"The champion doesn't know martial arts. "The emperor wanted to push this mention out of this.
Who knew that Yuan Diyi's next sentence was to continue, "I shouldn't have interjected, but I didn't say that I was afraid of committing the crime of bullying the king, Mu Sheng was weak when he was young, so I found a master who knew martial arts for him." Although his martial arts skills are not high, the three-legged cat's kung fu is still good. ā
The Emperor was silent, apparently not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Zong Zheng thought for a moment and said, "That's it." I heard that when Yuan Daren was in high school, he rode a horse and paraded the streets very magnificently, and he should know how to ride, not more than martial arts, but also more than riding. This time I came to the imperial capital, in addition to the treasures to be dedicated to His Majesty, I also brought a few horses to support relatives, and now they are raised in the Zhan Wangfu, the champion can choose the horses by himself, if they can't look down on it, in order to be fair, go to the Zhan Wangfu to choose the horses I brought to compete. I played two games against the champion, and as long as I lost one game, I would give up my thoughts. ā
Zong Zheng looked at it because he insisted on competing, and the emperor looked at the bowl of wolfberry soft-shelled turtle soup that Yuan Diyi was holding in his hand, and suddenly he was not in a hurry to refuse, "The prince's mention yƬ, I will think about it." He looked at Ping Le and said, "You rely on your favor, and you are less and less at ease with my will." The palace maids and eunuchs in your palace can't persuade you, and they are also derelict in their duties, so they will be fined half a year of silver and beaten with a rod for thirty years. ā
Pingle was in a hurry, Zhang Nian hurriedly stepped forward, crossed his hand and persuaded Pingle in a low voice, "Princess, the old slave will send the princess back first." ā
Pingle wiped the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes and ran out crying. Zong Zheng raised his eyes and saw Yuan Diyi holding the bowl of half-cold soup and continuing to drink it leisurely.
She passed through the corridor when she left the palace, and when she turned the corner, she saw Pingle and Zhang Nian, who was in charge of sending Pingle back to the dormitory, waiting at the exit. Zhang Nian should have sent people back to the palace, but because he had served in front of the emperor for many years, watching Pingle grow up, he couldn't stand Pingle's pleading, and as soon as his heart softened, he agreed that Pingle would go back after seeing Yuan Diyi.
Zhang Nian bent down and said to Pingle, "The slave is the princess, and the princess must remember to make a long story short." "He still wants to send Pingle back, and then execute the minions who serve Pingle, but if he sends it late, it shouldn't cause any big disaster, so he agreed to Pingle.
Zhang Nian stepped back, and Pingle stepped forward to blame, "Why don't you speak for me!" Don't you keep saying that Mu Sheng is your son, and you can't see his marriage like this. ā
Obviously, what she says now is better than a thousand words for others, as long as she spoke for her just now, her father might reject Prince Fuqi.
Yuan Diyi really thought it was funny, why did she want to help her speak, is this her responsibility or obligation?" I have arranged the Yuan Mansion inside and out, but I am happy because my son is going to marry his daughter-in-law, and it doesn't matter who he marries. ā
Pingle Qi Knot, "You ......"
She said slowly, "What am I? Didn't you never treat me as a mother-in-law, but at this time you remembered that I was Mu Sheng's mother." Are you here to beg me, or are you here to quarrel with me?"
Pingle never intended to beg her in a low voice, "If you don't help me, naturally someone else will help me." ā
Yuan Diyi clasped his hands and said, "Feng Michu, the bachelor who taught you for a few years, or Lu Cunxi, the elder brother of your good friend Lu Menglian? Have you never used your brain to think of a way first? Or are you used to asking others to help you solve problems when you encounter trouble? In the past, you asked the emperor and the queen mother to help you clean up the mess, but now that the emperor and the queen mother don't help you, you start to order others? You can't even tell whether people are true or false about you. ā
"They are not like you, they really care for me for my good, if you don't help, they will help. Pingle bit his lip, snorted heavily at her nostrils and left.
She laughed at this way of resisting that was no better than a child's temper, this palace could not tolerate naivety and naivety, and the queen mother's spoiling did not know whether it was love or harm.
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Yuan Musheng told her that the emperor actually agreed to Pingle's family affairs in the early dynasty, and it was up to him and Zong Zheng to compete with each other, Yuan Diyi was holding a book of thirty-six plans to review the old and learn the new, smiled, and knew that the **** was effective in borrowing the topic through that bowl of soup.
"That's not good, you've been having a headache about how to push Pingle's marriage. Now that there is a way, you lose to Zongzheng to get sick, don't lose so obviously, others have nothing to say. ā
Anyway, it was the emperor's old man's decree, and if he lost, he could only say a word of providence, and his daughter-in-law, who was about to arrive, was robbed. There may be ridicule at that time, but it is better than marrying a wife you don't like and suffering for the rest of your life.
Yuan Musheng hesitated, "If I lose, Pingle will marry to help my relatives." ā
Yuan Diyi only felt that he was lenient, and he was troubled when he didn't know how to withdraw from his relatives, and now he is still worried when he has a way. She was most unaccustomed to seeing this, and said coolly, "In this world, either you will suffer yourself, or you will suffer others." If you have pity on all living beings, you can marry Pingle and harm yourself to fulfill others. ā
"I just think it's not simple for Zongzheng to marry Pingle. ā
"Is there only Pingle? Which son and daughter under the old man of the emperor have a simple marriage? The favored dowry is richer, and the unfavored has less dowry. ā
In her opinion, the difference is at most like Pingle's wedding dress, with a few more Dongzhu inlaid on the sleeves. It's just that Pingle was also happy for those beads, and he didn't think that the roast pig covered with red cloth was the same as the roast pig without red cloth, which was used as a tribute to the gods.
Yuan Musheng said, "Actually, I don't think it's useless, I heard that the prince of Zongzheng is strong in martial arts, and he is the first warrior to support Qi." ā
Yuan Diyi said with a strange yin and yang aura, "Then you just say that I don't teach well, and I'm not a famous teacher, so I can't be a high apprentice, right?" She looked at Yuan Musheng with a smile, closed the thirty-six plans, and threw them on the coffee table. Yuan Musheng knew that he was wrong, and under the pretext that he still had official business, he slipped back to the study.
Yuan Diyi muttered, "Coward." Just thinking of Yuan Musheng's last sentence of the first warrior, the corners of his mouth raised with interest. "The first ...... to help relatives"