83_83499 When Wang received the news and rushed to the outer study, Brother Yu had been pressed back to his yard by the subordinates, and only the hairpins and jade pendants and other objects that fell in the yard could be seen how fierce Brother Yu'er was struggling just now. Wang also knew that Brother Yu had asked the Queen Mother to marry him without authorization, and he had already messed up the rules and regulations in his heart, and when he walked into the study and saw the things thrown by Zhang Fuliang, he immediately took out his handkerchief and cried.

Zhang Fuliang saw that his wife was crying at every turn, and his heart was even more irritable, pointing at Wang's nose and scolding: "Crying, crying, crying, you know crying, let you get used to him, now that things are used to happening, how do you end up!" ”

"Master's words are interesting, if you don't indulge in it, how dare I be so used to him. Besides, this is not a big deal, it's just Brother Yu'er's children talking casually, and the people who know about it are all their own family, why should the master be so angry. Wang sobbed and said, although he was anxious, he didn't take this matter too seriously.

"It's not a big deal, the Queen Mother agreed, why isn't it a big deal?" Zhang Fuliang tapped on the back of his hand and said.

Wang looked out of the door, gave a look to the people in the courtyard to go out, and then said indifferently: "How could the Queen Mother agree to marry her own nephew to a cook, she loves Brother Yu the most on weekdays, and she will definitely arrange a good family affair for Brother Yu." According to me, the Queen Mother will agree to Brother Yu'er's request, but she is just coaxing him! Tomorrow, you hand a sign in and go to the Queen Mother to say no, and there will be nothing left, so why lock up the child. ”

The subordinates were gone, and Zhang Fuliang no longer had any scruples when he spoke, he sneered and said to Wang: "Coax him, she is coaxing us!" She loves Brother Yu, why does Brother Yu let her love her, but she is just a half-brother's child, why? She doesn't even love her own son and daughter, she doesn't love anyone except herself! ”

The Zhang family's previous affairs Wang also knew something about the door, Zhang Hui's mother-in-law Zheng died when she was four or five years old, Zhang Fuliang's mother-in-law Han was Zheng's distant cousin, Han often went to Zhang's house to play autumn wind before his death, and entered Zhang's house less than a year after Han's death, and he stepped on Han's corpse to enter the door, and after she entered the door, she was not very good to the only daughter of her cousin who had been helping her a lot before, so the relationship between Empress Dowager Zhang Hui and Zhang Fuliang's younger brother was actually not very good. But over the years, Empress Dowager Zhang Hui has been very good to several nephews and nieces, so Wang feels that she will not interfere with Brother Yu'er's marriage.

"Husband, this doesn't do her any good, marrying her nephew to a cook will only be a shame for her! How could she do that? Wang said with some hesitation.

"No good? Oh, she hasn't done anything that hasn't done her any good since I can remember. That cook will soon become Princess Yu's godson, you know that her control is getting stronger and stronger, and Princess Yuyu is almost out of the palm of her hand! Zhang Fuliang said with some sarcasm.

"Just for this, even if the cook really becomes Princess Yu's godson, it's just a joke, will she marry her nephew off for such a thing?" Wang still didn't believe it.

"Whether she or not, I will never allow Brother Yu to marry that cook. I have already made his marriage book, and he will marry His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and he will marry at the end of the year! Zhang Fuliang patted it and said.

"When, when did you decide, why didn't I know about it?" Wang was shocked again, Zhang Fuliangke had never discussed with her before Brother Yu'er's marriage.

"Just a few days ago. The third prince has reached the age of marrying a wife, he needs an insider who can help him, I originally planned to tell you after this cooking competition, who knew that such a thing would happen! Zhang Fuliang snorted and said.

"The third prince is a good candidate. What should I do now, or you will go to the palace to find the Queen Mother and postpone this marriage? Wang said anxiously.

"What to push, it's strange to push it off." Zhang Fuliang twisted his beard and thought for a while, and said: "Now we can only pretend that we don't know about this matter, and before she promulgates the decree, we will first finalize the marriage with the third prince, and when the news is known, this matter will naturally be resolved." ”

"Is this possible?" Wang asked worriedly.

"Although the third prince and concubine are favored now, his foreign power is too small, and Brother Yu is the best choice for him." Zhang Fuliang said that he was very sure about this marriage, who knew that there would be such a fork.

"Brother Ke'er......"

"Don't worry about him, let him reflect in the house these days, none of you are allowed to talk to him about marriage, and when it is decided, he has to marry if he doesn't want to." Zhang Fuliang said that he, as a father, would never treat his own children badly, Brother Yu didn't understand it now, and he would know later that he felt that it was for his good.

"Yes, sir." Wang sighed and nodded.

Du Qiyue didn't know that there was a little brother who suffered for him, he was lying on the bed at the moment and couldn't sleep, holding a gemstone ring in his hand, turning it over and over like a pancake, and his heart was excited and worried. What happened today made Du Qiyue's mind confused, like a chicken blood, and he couldn't calm down, so when he returned to the inn and saw a stack of thick silver tickets, he ran out to buy this gem ring as soon as he was excited, if it wasn't for Qiu'er stopping him, he might have gone to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion to propose to Zhao Yiyun.

However, although Du Qiyue returned to the inn, this irrational decision was not dispelled. Du Qiyue thought that there was no such thing as falling in love in ancient times, and he always thought it was good and went directly to the matchmaker to ask for marriage, anyway, the emperor said that he should act quickly, it was better for him to simply come to the door to propose. After all, it is not appropriate for him and Zhao Yiyun to ask for a matchmaker in their current situation, and when Zhao Yiyun agrees, he will also be recognized by Princess Haoyu as his godson, and then he will find a matchmaker to come to the door with a beautiful appearance.

In this way, even if Zhao Yiyun doesn't agree to his proposal for a while, it doesn't matter, as the saying goes, "a strong woman is afraid of pestering Lang", and he will pestering until Zhao Yiyun agrees.

Because of this idea, Du Qiyue didn't sleep well all night, only squinted in a daze for a while in the early morning, got up from the bed as soon as it was dawn, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to make snacks to bring to the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion.

By the time Qiu'er and Da Mao got up, Du Qiyue had already made the dim sum, and had already changed into a set of decent clothes and was ready to go out. Qiu'er saw Du Qiyue's seriously dressed appearance, thinking of Du Qiyue's actions last night, her heart jumped, and she hurriedly ran over to block Du Qiyue's face, grabbed Du Qiyue's arm and whispered, "Du Langjun, where are you going?" ”

"Go to the Marquis of Jingyuan's Mansion, you and Da Mao should go to breakfast." Du Qiyue straightened his collar and said.

"My good man!" Qiu'er's heart was really like this, she grabbed Du Qiyue's hand tighter, and begged with a wrinkle on her whole face: "My good Langjun, don't you be like this, this can't work, how can anyone go to ask for a kiss with a gold ring, there is no one and there is no decent courtship, how can this work!" That's the son of the Marquis of Jingyuan, the son of the Marquis of Jingyuan! It's no wonder that people like you will agree, don't be beaten... Woo..."

Du Qiyue heard him talk more and more unlikely, and hurriedly reached out to cover Liu'er's mouth, and ate: "Don't give me a crow's mouth!" ”

"Xiaoyue, what are you talking about, what crow's mouth is not a crow's mouth?" Da Mao asked while wiping his face with a towel in his hand.

Du Qiyue let go of the hand holding Qiu'er and said to Da Mao: "It's nothing, you and Qiu'er are guarding in the inn, I'm going to Jingyuan Marquis Mansion." ”

"Passed so early?" Da Mao looked at the sky, it was not yet fully bright.

"Yes, it's over." Du Qiyue nodded hastily, and said as he walked out: "Just in time for Zhao Gongzi to have breakfast." ”

"Lang Jun......" Qiu'er shouted hesitantly, wanting to stop Du Qiyue, but Du Qiyue ran away early, leaving only a line of dust raised on the ground.

Du Qiyue rushed all the way to the side gate of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion with the food box, but found that there was no one at the door, and the door was closed. Probably because the hour was still early, and no one was here early in the morning, so the little guy guarding the door slacked off. Du Qiyue ran a few steps forward, raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but before his fingers touched the door panel, he suddenly felt a little timid in his heart, and he didn't knock for a while.

In fact, Du Qiyue was mentally prepared that Zhao Yiyun would refuse directly last night, but at this moment, he remembered what Qiu'er said just now, if he was really hit by Qiu'er's crow's mouth, what if Zhao Yiyun was really angry because of his humble way of proposing?

Du Qiyue lifted the food box in his hand, and felt a little wavering in his heart about whether to go in or not. Just as Du Qiyue was thinking about whether to wait or not, there was a "creak" at the door, and the side door painted with bright red paint opened from the inside. A yawning little guy walked out of the door stretching his waist, his eyes were misty, and he almost bumped into Du Qiyue.

"Ahh The little guy said in a bad tone, rubbing his eyes, only then did he see clearly that it was Du Qiyue standing in front of him, and the expression of impatience and slackness on his face immediately changed, and he quickly apologized.

The subordinates who followed Zhao Yiyun into the palace yesterday went back to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion and told them about the cooking competition, so now the people in the mansion know that Du Langjun, who has often come to give snacks to their young master recently, won the first place in the competition, and he is about to enter the Imperial Kitchen Division as the imperial chef.

"Du Langjun, it's you, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I didn't see it was you just now, don't blame me!"

This little guy Du Qiyue has also seen it a few times, I heard that it is the son of the head of the house, and Lao Ziniang has some identity among the people in the house, so she usually looks down on people, and she is only reluctant to be polite to Du Qiyue, a person who has no money and no power at a glance, and has never been so polite as today.

However, Du Qiyue didn't have the heart to think about the reason for the sudden change of attitude at this time, interrupted the other party's words of continuous apology, and asked, "Is your young master up, can I enter the mansion now?" ”

"Du Langjun, are you here to deliver snacks?" The little guy glanced at the food box in Du Qiyue's hand and said, "At this time, the young master should be up, but it's still early, and the little one doesn't know if he can let Lang Jun in, if Lang Jun is not in a hurry, can you wait here for a while, and the little one will go and report it." ”

"I woke up early this morning, so I made some food and sent it over, thinking that I could make breakfast for your young master. Hurry up and report it, I'll wait here. Du Qiyue said.

"The sun has risen outside, Lang Jun will come to sit in this gatehouse for a while, and I will be back soon." As he spoke, he took Du Qiyue to a chair on the porch, and then hurried into the courtyard.

Zhao Yiyun also didn't sleep well all night, and since Du Qiyue told him that Zhao Ziqing intended to marry him to the Zhang family, he had increased his vigilance. In the past two days, Zhao Ziqing has mentioned the topic of marriage in front of him several times, intentionally or unintentionally, but he has pretended to be inadvertently interrupted. Zhao Ziqing didn't keep pestering him, but Zhao Yiyun knew that he would not give up on his attention, and he would have to say it sooner or later.

So yesterday, taking advantage of the opportunity to participate in the cooking competition, Zhao Yiyun asked to meet the emperor once, and wanted to ask the emperor to be gracious and let him avoid marrying. Who knew that he had just said half of his words, and before he had said what he was asking for, the emperor said that there were already several old ministers who asked the emperor to marry his son, saying that they wanted to marry him, and said that if he already had someone he liked, he should settle down quickly, otherwise in a few days, those old ministers would be in trouble when they saw that it was useless to come to the door to ask for relatives.

Zhao Yiyun was shocked by these words, and after coming back, he thought about it all night, but he didn't come up with any way after all, and he was very irritable at the moment.

At this time, a waiter who was in the courtyard for the bird ran in to report: "Young master, the little guy on the side door came to report that Du Langjun was here, saying that he had sent it over earlier, and asked if he could enter the house." ”

"What are you doing so early?" Zhao Yiyun asked himself, got up from the bed, and said to the waiter while letting Qin Yun wait for him to get dressed: "Still take Du Langjun to the outer study, and I'll go over." ”。