Chapter 837: Crowned King
"Who does Your Highness think this rumor is spreading?"
Seeing that Murong Hui was silent, Mama Tang asked in a low voice.
"Whoever is most beneficial is who passes it on, Murong An seems to be in a hurry."
With a sneer, Murong Hui said lightly.
Now that the situation between the DPRK and China is treacherous, it is not necessarily a bad thing to retreat as advance.
"The old slave heard yesterday that the eldest princess lost her temper, saying that Concubine Tang was disrespectful to her, and punished Concubine Tang for being grounded for two months."
Mama Tang on the side saw that Murong Hui didn't seem to care much about this matter, so she changed the topic.
"The eldest prince is irritable, but he always tolerates the eldest princess, and no matter how angry he is, he is only grounded at most, and the old slave feels a little strange." Although the power of the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion is big enough, the Tang family is not vegetarian, why can Murong An tolerate Tan Yanran like this?
"Naturally, Tan Yanran willingly helped her to use the tank, otherwise the matter would be revealed, and he would not be able to bear the infamy of slandering his own brother?"
Murong Hui sighed, her expression revealing a bit of helplessness.
Now that the throne has not yet been clarified, Murong An has already targeted Murong Ning openly and secretly, if the prince really makes Murong An the prince in the future, then Murong Ning will really have no way to live.
"It's really like this, it's just that Concubine Tang suffered, and she wasn't happy to stay in the room for half a day on weekdays, but now she has to stay in the room for three months, wouldn't it be a good thing to hold back."
Lan Xin on the side leaned over and said with a sympathetic expression.
"Don't talk about the master, don't mention the affairs of the Zhaoyang Palace in the future, let's just take care of His Highness."
Seeing this, Mama Tang hurriedly scolded them.
There are many people in this imperial garden, and if they say something that they shouldn't say, I'm afraid that people will frame Murong Hui with this matter.
Lan Xin stuck out her tongue, hurriedly lowered her head, and took Murong Ying to the side to play.
Seeing that the hour was not early, Murong Hui asked people to go back to the palace to prepare some appetizing meals, and when it was time for dinner, they asked people to bring the meals to Fengyi Palace.
She took Murong Ying back to Fengyi Palace directly, she expected that Lin Yingxue would definitely not need to eat today, so she thought of deliberately persuading Lin Yingxue.
Sure enough, when she entered Fengyi Palace, she saw Lin Yingxue in a daze at a table of delicacies, and she had no appetite at all.
"Auntie, try this sour jujube cake, it's not delicious this season."
Murong Hui's expression revealed a little smile, walked up to Lin Yingxue, picked up a piece of sour jujube cake and handed it to Lin Yingxue's mouth.
Lin Yingxue barely ate a few bites, then shook her head, she really couldn't eat.
Hui'er thinks that it is okay to let Ning'er go out of Beijing to practice, people often say that it is like ten thousand books, traveling thousands of miles. In this way, you can grow into a person with broad knowledge and rich experience. β
Murong Hui also thought about a lot of things this afternoon, but she felt that there was nothing wrong with doing this, after all, compared to Murong An, Murong Ning was more suitable to be the prince.
But his temperament is too soft, and he likes to hesitate in doing things, so he should have gone through the experience and sharpened his mind, otherwise it would be difficult for him to become Murong An's opponent.
"Having said that, how can I reassure me that he's only fourteen years old?"
Sighing, Lin Yingxue couldn't help frowning, and hated the person who spread rumors even more in her heart, which clearly wanted to separate their flesh and blood.
"Think about what my brother-in-law was like when he was fourteen? Fourteen years old is really not young, it is better to let Ning'er get married in advance, and then leave with the two side concubines, so that someone will take care of Ning'er, and send more people to protect him, and nothing will happen in the future. β
After thinking for a while, Murong Hui suddenly had such a bold idea.
Lin Yingxue was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "You take Ying'er to use some things first, I don't have the appetite to go and rest first." β
For such a big matter, Lin Yingxue naturally had to discuss with Murong Jun before making a decision, so Murong Hui was not in a hurry, but first took Murong Ying to use some things, and then returned to the Xie Yi Palace to prepare the things for the long journey.
Lin Yingxue didn't directly refuse to let Murong Ning go out of Beijing just now, which means that this matter is half of the success.
Therefore, she felt that these things would be used soon, and she just hoped that he could live a more stable life outside Beijing.
After half a month, it was calm, and Murong Hui was a little surprised, why Lin Yingxue was silent for so long, allowing so many rumors to attack Murong Ning.
Just when Murong Hui was thinking about it, it was time to remind Lin Yingxue to make a decision earlier, and she saw Murong Ning come to the door by herself.
He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and when he entered the door, he smiled at Murong Hui and said, "Sister Hui, can you have a few drinks with me?" β
"Come on in, go to the kitchenette and get a few dishes, it's easy to hurt your stomach just by drinking."
Seeing that Murong Ning had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, Murong Hui was really distressed, and hurriedly pulled him into the door.
"Sister Hui, do you believe that I am a blood relative? You are also my blood relative. β
Murong Ning drank a glass of wine first, then sat down at the table, and said with a wry smile.
"Of course I don't believe it, it's just some nonsense, you don't have to take it to heart."
After seeing that a few plates of appetizers were served, Murong Hui hurriedly sandwiched a few pieces for Murong Ning, urging him to eat them quickly.
"It's terrifying, I can't stand it anymore."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes, tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them before he opened them and returned to a numb expression. Huaxiu Chinese
"I don't think it lasts long."
Murong Hui didn't know if Lin Yingxue had told him the solution, so she hurriedly whispered.
"I don't want to leave Beijing, not to fight for power, but to be reluctant to my father, mother, sister Hui, Ying'er and eldest brother."
Murong Ning shook his head, lying on the table and breaking down again.
"Ning'er, it's not that you won't come back, I can't say that you can stay outside for a year and a half, and you can come back when the limelight passes. Or maybe in the future when you have a daughter, this rumor will be self-defeating. β
Murong Hui patted his head and comforted him softly.
"That's right, if my daughter can grow up safely, who can say that I am a maternal blood relative?"
Murong Ning's eyes lit up, slapped the table and said with a smile: "Sister Hui, I want to find something to marry, Jing'er's child must be as gentle as her." β
Murong Hui secretly wiped her cold sweat and said in her heart, finally making sense.
"Aren't you going to drink? I'll drink with you! β
Seeing him dancing excitedly, Murong Hui hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and they both drank a lot of wine.
Murong Hui saw that Murong Ning had drunk a little too much, so she arranged for him to rest in the Warm Pavilion, and she went back to the East Side Palace.
When she woke up the next day, she heard Lan Xin say that Murong Ning left early in the morning.
She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling in her heart that since she had made sense of this matter, Murong Ning would not continue to be depressed, and she thought that nothing would happen in the future.
"Your Royal Highness, the emperor has decreed that the eldest prince will be the king, and the second prince will be the king of Ji, and he will move out of the palace in a few days, and the second prince will be given the two concubines on the tenth day of the next month, and the matter of the concubine will be handled by you on behalf of the queen."
At this time, Mama Tang came back and said with a smile at Murong Hui.
"Didn't bring up the matter of Kyo?"
Murong Hui was a little surprised, and asked in a low voice.
"I didn't mention that the emperor and queen were reluctant to be the king."
Mama Tang nodded with a serious face and continued: "Your Highness, don't mention the matter of letting King Ji out of the palace with the emperor and queen again. β
"Help me change my clothes, I have to go to the Jiwang Mansion to have a look."
Since the matter of Concubine Nafang was entrusted to her, and the time was so urgent, she had to go to the Ji Palace's mansion as soon as possible to make arrangements.
Lan Xin happened to come in with water and helped Murong Hui wipe his face, Lan Yu hurriedly brought Murong Hui a bowl of honey water, and skillfully combed his Royal Highness's hair.
After everything was done, a few people packed up some clothes and lived directly in the Ji Wangfu.
After all, it is less than half a month before the tenth day of the first month of next month, and the time is really tight.
Murong Hui didn't expect that when she arrived at the Ji Palace, she saw that Murong Ning was also in the mansion.
"Sister Hui, I'm going to trouble you again this time, at this time, the money that my mother gave me to marry will be used for you, everything is simple."
After seeing Murong Hui, Murong Ning hurriedly ran over, stuffed a stack of silver tickets into the hands of Mama Tang on the side, and said with a smile.
"I'll help you do it here, you just have to prepare the canonization ceremony, and you have to cheer up the canonization ceremony the day after tomorrow, don't make any mistakes."
Seeing him so happy, Murong Hui hurriedly poured cold water on him and reminded.
"Don't worry, Sister Hui, I'll be careful."
Seeing that he was so worried, Murong Ning couldn't help but feel that he was too useless, and he always had to make the people around him worry, so he mustered up the courage to say.
"Be careful in everything."
Murong Hui was still a little uneasy, and he really felt that the emperor and queen had given him such a title this time.
Murong Ning nodded, and was urged to hurry back to the palace, and for the next ten days, Murong Hui stayed in the Ji Palace, and arranged all the things that Concubine Na needed before returning to his mansion outside the palace.
"Your Highness, Zhao Gongzi's letter was sent early this morning, you are quick to see it."
As soon as she returned to the mansion outside the palace, Lan Yu ran over and whispered to her.
Murong Hui hurriedly took the letter and looked at it carefully, the words on the letter were written in a hurry, there were only three lines on it, and it looked like the preface did not match the afterword.
If such a letter is shown to others, it will only feel that it is a love story of missing his fiancΓ©e.
But Murong Hui knew that with Zhao Yu's temperament, in such a situation, he was definitely not in the mood to write a love letter to her.
She took the letter to the study and read it several times before she finally understood what Zhao Yu meant.
From beginning to end, the letter only mentioned one thing, that there was collusion with Hunyu Wang in the royal court, and that this person was in the household department.
After seeing such a letter, Murong Hui's cold sweat broke out, and she hurriedly returned to the palace and went straight to Fengyi Palace.
There are the most officials in the household department, after all, what they have to manage is the world's money and grain, and if they are really controlled by others, the consequences will be unimaginable.
This time, Murong Jun naturally attached great importance to it, but his attention would not be seen by outsiders, so the DPRK and China were still calm on the surface, but in a short period of time, two officials from the household department were replaced.
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