Is this a rhythm that has not been settled and has risen again and again?

The corners of the emperor's pale mouth twitched, and he almost snorted through his nose: "Say!" The voice was so cold that it could freeze people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As if he couldn't feel this heart-wrenching chill, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu immediately said: "As far as the minister knows, the Duke of Zhenguo returned to Beijing for about a marriage. The minister did not report before, thinking that he had only come back with His Majesty's permission, but I really didn't know that His Majesty didn't know. ”

His words were undoubtedly a bomb, and with a bang, it exploded in the imperial study, shaking everyone in the room.

The wives of the two male owners of the Zhenguo Mansion are still alive, so what kind of marriage can make the Zhenguo Gong not hesitate to be summoned to Beijing!

Behind him, the two ministers of the military department and the household department couldn't help but look at each other, but in the eyes of the other party, they didn't see anything except shock.

They hadn't even heard of such an appalling thing.

"You go on!" The emperor's eagle-like gaze stared at the Ministry of Rites for a moment, and his body exuded a thick evil aura.

"A few days ago, the minister drank with the Marquis of Yongning's mansion, and when he heard him chatter, it seemed that Song Zhe, the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo, had taken a fancy to his third daughter and wanted to ask him to be a concubine. ”

Another thunder, booming.

It's just that this time others were shocked by the bombing, but Xiao Yi was very happy in his heart, and endured the emotions in his heart, Xiao Yi changed his face to belief, and said in shock: "Did you hear it right? Song Zhe wants to ask the third miss of the Dong family to be a concubine?

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu turned his face to Xiao Yi and replied: "It can't be wrong, the minister still remembers the sad appearance of Marquis Dong for this matter, and they all say that men don't flick when they have tears, but when Marquis Dong talked about this matter, he choked up several times and almost cried, how could the minister mishear and remember." ”

Xiao Yi immediately looked angry, "Song Zhe's wife is the eldest lady of the Yongning Hou Mansion, and now he is forcing the Yongning Hou Mansion to send the third young lady to the Zhenguo Mansion as a concubine, what is he going to do!

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and made no secret of his anger, which grew stronger and stronger even when he did it on purpose.

As he spoke, he glanced at the emperor's blue and trembling face, and Xiao Yi added, "Isn't this a strong slap in the face of the Marquis of Yongning, so that Concubine Hui Gui Niangniang can claim to herself in the palace." ”

Hitting the face of the Marquis of Yongning is slapping the face of Concubine Hui, everyone knows that Concubine Hui is deeply favored by the emperor, and slapping Concubine Hui's face is not giving the emperor affection.

Xiao Yi sneered in his heart, the news of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu could be described as a timely rain and drought for him.

Sure enough, the three words of Hui Guifei fell into the emperor's ears, and the emperor's yin owl's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly remembered the grief-stricken and sad appearance of Hui Guifei crying on his chest that day, and suddenly it turned out that Hui Guifei was crying for this at that time.

Her mother's family was bullied to such a field, no wonder she cried so sadly.

Although the Yongning Marquis Mansion has been overwhelmed over the years, in the end, it is also the Hou Mansion of the former emperor, and the Zhenguo Mansion actually wants to force a family of two concubines, a wife and a concubine to enter his door!

His heart is truly abominable!

He despised the Yongning Marquis Mansion so much, wasn't he afraid that Concubine Hui would sue him in front of him? or...... Even though he knew that Concubine Hui was going to sue, he was not afraid at all?

Thinking about this, the anger in the emperor's heart became more and more intense.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu glanced at the emperor's trembling cheeks, and continued with Xiao Yi's words: "Maybe the Zhenguo Mansion was hindered by Concubine Hui's face, and promised the Yongning Marquis Mansion to let the third lady of the Dong family enter the mansion as a flat wife. He paused, but shook his head again, as if talking to himself: "Ping wife, a wife, it sounds good, but after all, she is still a concubine, not to mention, if she enters the mansion, how can the eldest lady of the Dong family claim to herself." ”

Xiao Yi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Zhenguo Mansion, this is clearly contempt for the monarch, who doesn't know the emperor's favor for Hui Guifei's mother, not to mention the side, just for the face of Hui Guifei, he shouldn't do such a crazy thing, it's really hateful!"

As soon as his words fell, the chamberlain led the town prince in.

The fine ambergris incense burned in the imperial study, and the smoke curled in the incense burner, and the wisps of fragrance soaked the cold air in the room, adding a chilling sense of oppression to this solemnity.

As soon as Zhen Guogong entered the door, he couldn't help but shudder, and wondered in his heart, why did ice be used in the imperial study before the dog days?

All the way through the two ministers of the Ministry of Household and Military Affairs, the Duke of Zhenguo and the Ministry of Rites knelt side by side, kowtowed to greet him, and wondered what the emperor wanted to call him to come.

If it was for him not to be summoned to Beijing, why would His Royal Highness the Third Prince and the three ministers of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Rites also be there, and moreover, the Ministry of Rites and Rites were still kneeling here.

Is there any crime committed by the Ministry of Rites, and does the emperor need to understand the situation from himself?

Or something else!

For a while, Zhen Guogong's mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't figure out why, but the emperor didn't give him much time to let him think there, and his words just fell for half a cup of tea, and the emperor in anger picked up an inkstone at hand and smashed it straight at him.

The incident happened suddenly, Zhen Guogong was stunned, and he was so shocked that he couldn't move, until the inkstone "banged" and hit his forehead, and then fell heavily to the ground, making a loud sound, he felt a warm liquid left on his forehead, accompanied by a strong smell of blood and a burning pain like tearing.

didn't dare to stretch out his hand to touch his head, Zhenguo Gong hurriedly kowtowed, "The minister is guilty, the minister deserves death, Your Majesty is angry." ”

Only then did he really determine that the emperor's anger was directed at him, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that the emperor had always been gracious to the Zhenguo Mansion, even if he wanted to punish him for not being summoned to Beijing, he would not have to give him no face in front of the three princes and three ministers.

Wow, Zhen Guogong thought of what Song Zhe did to Dong Xueruo, and his heart trembled when he came, and he recalled it.

Concubine Hui is Dong Xueru's aunt, I think it was Concubine Hui who cried in front of the emperor to make the emperor so angry.

Thinking of this, the tense nerves in Zhen Guogong's heart relaxed slightly, but his son was his own child, how could he say in public that he had defiled Dong Xueruo.

bowed his head and kowtowed, and only said: "The minister has no way to teach the son, and the minister is guilty, but the dog is indeed in love with the third lady of the Dong family......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt something hit his forehead again, his heart shrank, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and when his limbs were full of bones, he looked up and saw a pair of bloodthirsty eagle eyes of the emperor glaring at him, as if they were going to devour him alive.

And the thing that hit his forehead was a stack of rice paper, the paper was full of fly-headed small letters, and he didn't care about the pain on his head, Zhen Guogong hurriedly bent down to pick up the rice paper scattered on the ground, and the handwriting was eye-catching, and he was terrified, his face was dead, and he sat on the ground paralyzed.