Chapter 472: In-laws
It was obviously congratulations, but his voice and expression were indifferent and made people unable to see the emotion.
However, since the day Xiao Yi met Luo Zhisong, he has been like this, and Xiao Yi has long been familiar with it.
No matter what the expression and tone, loyalty and competence are enough.
It's just his adviser's staff, not his woman, and her ability is far more powerful than flattery.
After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Yi, and Luo Zhisong said again: "And the second daughter of General Gongsun happens to be marriageable and unmarried. Presumably, General Gongsun came to the door this time to ask for a marriage for his daughter in person!"
Xiao Yi listened to Luo Zhisong's words, and his face was happy, layer by layer, like waves, flooding up, "Even if you said before, this king is the true son of heaven and has the favor of heaven, in the past, this king didn't believe this, just when you were like them, pleasing in front of this king, but now, this king believes this." ”
Xiao Yi's always gloomy eyes, with an arrogant smile, took care of himself, and said excitedly: "What is really missing! ”
"Although Gongsun Mu is not as capable as Gu Zhen, looking at the court situation, in terms of military affairs, Gu Zhen ranks first, and Gongsun Mu is definitely second. Over the years, Gu Zhen only knew how to ask for pills, and almost had no contact with people in the court. ”
"Although he is returning to the dynasty now, he first went to escort Duanwang to Qibei, and then went on an expedition to Liao, so he has no intention, power, and no time to lay a network of relationships in the court, but Gongsun Mu is different, without Gu Zhen's days, he is the first military general of this dynasty, and his family rank can be said to be higher than the sky. is also Gongsun Mu is sleek, and in the court, it is a well-known good popularity. ”
Analyzing the situation, Xiao Yi's eyebrows fluttered excitedly.
Luo Zhisong was silent all the time, but when his words fell, he interjected: "Since His Royal Highness is so optimistic about Gongsun Mu, why didn't he ask to marry Gongsun Qi before?"
Luo Zhisong's question seems ordinary, but for Xiao Yi, it can also be called scathing.
The excited expression was slightly restrained, and Xiao Yi said: "Gongsun Qi has a stubborn temperament, an ordinary appearance, and he doesn't understand all kinds of poetry and songs, but he just has a good background, where is he worthy of this king." What's more, this king thought that this king's marriage was to be given by his father and the emperor, so it was naturally not good for him to make a difference. ”
After that, he was sure that Gu Yuqing was at his fingertips, so he never touched the idea of the Gongsun family.
If it weren't for Gongsun Mu coming to the door in person today, I am afraid that such a good marriage will be missed by him!
He never dreamed that the emperor would give him a marriage, but he bypassed his third son and gave marriage directly to his fourth son.
This is simply ignoring him.
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yi's heart became more and more hateful.
Luo Zhisong's eyelashes moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to look at Xiao Yi, with a slight intriguing but unpredictable luster in his eyes, "In this way, His Royal Highness is not satisfied with Gongsun Qi?"
Xiao Yi nodded, "For the sake of the great cause, this king can only be temporarily wronged, and when the king of Japan ascends the throne, there are no concubines!"
This is a bold statement.
When Luo Zhisong heard this, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, he took a breath, and slowly spit it out, as if he had weighed a thousand catties on his body, which made him feel tired and weight-bearing.
"Your Highness prepares...... When is the big wedding?" After a moment of silence, Luo Zhisong said.
Xiao Yi was full of energy, "Sir, do you think it should be sooner or later?"
Luo Zhisong almost did not hesitate and said, "There are many dreams at night. ”
Xiao Yi immediately laughed out loud, "Mr. and this king, one meaning." After laughing, Xiao Yi said again: "However, I still have to go into the palace and ask the queen what she means." ”
Saying that, Xiao Yi got up, "Originally, I wanted to summon Mr. over to discuss how to deal with Gu Zhen together, but since Mr. feels that it is inappropriate to deal with Gu Zhen at this time, then I will give up first." This king wants to go to the palace, wait for the marriage to be discussed with the queen's mother, Gu Zhen, and then make a decision, anyway, he is far away at the border of Liao at this time, and he is not in a hurry for a while. ”
Luo Zhisong was proud when he heard this, and got up to say goodbye.
Xiao Yi was naturally served by Chu Yan, changed his clothes, and entered the palace.
Coming out of the study, Luo Zhisong did not go directly back to his small courtyard in Xiao Yi's mansion, but greeted the housekeeper and went straight out of the door and went straight to Gulou Street.
In the wine shop diagonally opposite the Bazhen Pavilion, he walked up the stairs to the private room on the second floor, and seeing that there was no one left and right, Luo Zhisong raised his hand and pushed open the innermost private room that did not greet guests.
After only a moment of entering, he pulled out, turned his feet and went downstairs, ordered a pot of fine flower carvings, and carried it back.
A sturdy man in gray left the wine shop on Luo Zhisong's front foot, went out on his heels, lowered his head and eyes, and walked quickly, blending into the rolling crowd in front of Gulou Street, and went straight to Xiao Yu's mansion.
His ordinary and impermanent appearance is hard to find when he penetrates into the crowd.
The gray-clothed man entered Xiao Yu's mansion through the side door of the backyard and went straight to his study.
When he passed, Xiao Yu had just changed his clothes and was about to go to Gu Yuqing's place, when he saw him coming, his eyes suddenly sparkled slightly, and he turned his head and sat down on the rattan chair under the trellis in the courtyard of the study.
At this moment, the autumn mood is thick, and the flowers on the trellis are all lost, leaving yellowing leaves in vain, swishing with the wind.
The man in gray stood in front of Xiao Yu with his hands, even though he was walking all the way, but at this moment, he was breathing steadily, and there was no trace of shortness of breath.
"What's the matter?" Xiao Yu glanced at him and asked.
The gray-clothed man immediately replied, "Your Highness, today Gongsun Mu is in the mansion of the Third Highness, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince wants to marry Gongsun Mu." ”
The content of the reply is short and clear, just stand there, don't say anything more, just wait for Xiao Yu's orders.
When Xiao Yu heard this, there was no trace of surprise on his face.
When Gongsun Mu proposed to his father and was severely rejected by him, he thought that sooner or later there would be such a day.
What I didn't expect was that it was not Xiao Yi who took the initiative, but Gongsun Mu who came to the door.
Looking at the Manchu Dynasty, the only one who can compete with Gu Zhenluo is Gongsun Mu, at the moment when he learned that his father gave Gu Yuqing to marry him, Xiao Yi's most knowingest thing was to immediately ask to marry Gongsun Qi, instead of sharpening his head and trying to destroy him and Gu Yuqing.
At present, he not only missed the best time to propose marriage, but also waited until Gongsun Mu came to the door to decide the matter.
Xiao Yi...... He really overestimated him.
After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yu instructed: "Tell that over there, and try your best to promote this marriage." ”
Only if Xiao Yi is given enough chips will he be ready to move.
A good hunter is never afraid of the ferocity of his prey, but only of his prey being inactive.
The man in gray received the order and turned away, his steps were extremely fast, but he landed silently.
He just turned around in the blink of an eye, and Ming Lu, who was sent out by Xiao Yu early in the morning, appeared in front of Xiao Yu with a dusty face.