The next day, the eldest princess of Anping came to Muguo's mansion in person, but this time she came to the door as a matchmaker to propose marriage for Cen Yin, exchange Geng posts with the Duanmu family, and discuss the marriage date.

Whether it was Cen Yin, Duanmu Mansion and Anping, they didn't hide it from others, and the process of proposing marriage was carried out very solemnly.

After that, Anping personally went to Huangjue Temple to ask the master of the sky to combine the eight characters and calculate the auspicious day, and everything was according to the rules of the three books and six rites.

Therefore, within a few days, all the provinces in the capital knew about it.

Cen Yin actually asked to marry the queen's sister, the eldest daughter of the Duanmu family!!

This news caused the entire capital to explode, and many people were so shocked that they almost didn't know how to react, and they were shocked.

This world is too mysterious!

Those familiar mansions all inquired about each other in private, and some people swore that the eldest princess of Anping was jubilant when she left the Muguo Mansion that day, and it seemed that the Duanmu family should have allowed this family affair.

Most of the people were curious, but they didn't dare to go to Duanmuxian, Cen Yin, Anping or Duanmu Fei to inquire about the news, so some people aimed at the master of the far sky, and asked some people who had a relationship with the master of the far sky to go to the Huangjue Temple to inquire about the news.

It's a pity that the mouth of the master of the far sky is very tight, and no matter how those people ask, they don't come out with a word, neither saying yes nor saying no.

This is actually normal, when the result of the marriage comes out, it stands to reason, and it is not convenient to say, after all, in case the man and woman do not match.

Those good deeds are not so easy to give up, and they went to find those little novices in Huangjue Temple to inquire, but they didn't find any specific developments, but at least they can be sure that Anping did personally go to the master of the far sky on the eighth day of the new year, and gave Geng Tie with his own hands.

The more the news spread, the more lively it became, and it didn't take half a day for the city to know and spread all over the city.

Before, no one would have thought that Cen Yin would ask to marry the queen's sister, even if this matter is now nine times out of ten, many people are still a little incredulous.

Those noble courtiers did not dare to discuss these things in the court or in the palace, so they gathered in the teahouse and restaurant outside, and discussed privately with each other.

"It's just a process, it seems that this family business is a certainty." A middle-aged minister with a goatee stroked his beard and said with a sigh,

"In this way, isn't Lord Cen and the emperor going to become brothers-in-law?" The corner of his eyes twitched at the corner of another short and fat minister in his thirties, and it was clear that there were no outsiders here, so he couldn't help but lower his voice, "So, they shouldn't fall out, right?" ”

It is conceivable that the emperor must support this marriage, otherwise, the eldest princess of Anping would not be this matchmaker, except for the emperor, who else can please Anping.

After a pause, the short and fat minister couldn't help but sigh: "I've been worried that they will turn against each other, which is equivalent to ...... Worried? ”

He almost said if he was stupid, but in the end he changed his words.

Several other ministers were also concerned, thinking that they had been afraid that the emperor and Cen Yin would turn their faces one day in the past few years, they felt that they were really stupid, these two ancestors were fine.

They chatted and drank tea.

Suddenly, a minister in his forties and medium stature said in a sour tone: "Our Shoufu is really calculating, and he really deserves to be an old fox!" ”

The expressions of other people are also a little subtle, or emotional, or embarrassed, or disdainful, or regretful late!.

In the Dasheng Dynasty, the name Cen Yin meant enough power to call the wind and rain, and only subordinated to the emperor.

With Cen Yin's identity and status, I don't know how many people in the capital want to climb up, even if it is the eldest daughter, there are many people who are willing to give up, as long as they can climb Cen Yin.

It's just that Cen Yin has always had a high vision, and no one looks down on him, but he didn't expect Duanmu Xian to seize the opportunity.

It's too late to say anything.

"Hey, this Duanmu Shoufu is really willing to spend his blood!" The minister with a goatee said in a strange manner, "In order to climb Cen Yin, even the eldest daughter of the family is willing to do it!" ”

He said so on his lips, but he thought in his heart: his own girl looks no worse than Duanmu girl, she has just turned fifteen years old, younger than her, and she is in her prime, why didn't Cen Yin take a fancy to it!

His careful thinking may not be able to see the other people present, and they secretly exchanged glances meaningfully, but no one would be stupid enough to say it to offend people.

The short and fat minister cleared his throat and speculated: "In my opinion, this marriage may have something to do with the emperor......

In the seat, there was silence.

The others thought about it for a moment, and they all nodded their heads in agreement.

That's right, Cen Yin will ask to marry the girl of the Duanmu family nine times out of ten because this is the tacit understanding between Cen Yin and the emperor.

"Anyway, it's a good thing." Someone commented.

On the best, Cen Yin and the emperor will not fall out, and for the court, there will be no harm in it.

After all, Dasheng has experienced a lot of ups and downs in the past few years, and in the past two years, when Mu Yan is in power, the situation has stabilized, and the people have been able to recuperate.

These people are talking eloquently in the seat, and after they get out of the seat, no matter what they think, they don't dare to say a word, after all, there are many eyeliners in the middle of the Beijing Middle East Factory and Jinyiwei, and they are talking about Cen Yin outside, isn't this looking for death? !

On the contrary, all the courtiers also prepared gifts and went to the Muguo Mansion to congratulate in person, but the Duanmu family was confiscated, which made many people a little bottomless, what does the Duanmu family mean? !

The courtiers were shocked in their hearts, and their eyes were fixed on the Muguo Mansion, the Cen Mansion and the Princess Mansion.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the result of the marriage came out, and it was good luck.

The news reached Duanmuxian's ears as soon as possible.

"Humph!" On the one hand, Duanmu Xian was not surprised by this, but on the other hand, he was not very comfortable, so he couldn't help but muttered two sentences to Duanmu Jun, "The monk in the far sky must have accepted the gift, and he will approve it!" ”

Duanmu Jun smiled silently, and silently made tea for Duanmu Xian, with a bright smile.

Duanmu Xian drank the tea made by his eldest granddaughter, and secretly sighed that the monk in the distant sky was really undignified.

Then, Duanmu Jun cleverly changed the topic: "Grandfather, I just made two belly pockets for Brother Yi and Xiao Zhangzhu, you see, I plan to send them to the palace tomorrow." ”

Duanmujun unfolded the two small belly pockets that had just been embroidered today from the basket to Duanmu Xian, the big red belly pockets were very delicate and cute, one embroidered with golden carp, and the other embroidered with bright peony flowers.

Duanmu Xian thought about the pink carved appearance of his great-grandson and great-granddaughter, and couldn't help laughing, "Yes, Brother Yi and Xiao Zhangzhu must look good in their clothes." ”

Duanmu Xian said excitedly: "Big girl, I also prepared a gift for them." ”

He took out three small spotted bamboo wolf pens from a wooden box next to him, "These three pens are made by me, one for our Ze Ge'er, one for Yi Ge'er, and one for Xiao Zhangzhu." You can bring it into the palace for me. ”

"......" Duanmu Jun looked at Duanmu Xian with a strange expression.

Duanmuze is about to be enlightened, but the twins are only three months old now, is it too early to send a pen?

That's fine. Duanmu Jun said in his heart: Nine months later, it should be able to be used at the Zhou banquet.

Duanmu Xian didn't notice it, and was still talking: "Brother Yi and Xiao Zhangzhu both like to play shuttlecock, I plan to make them another pair of shuttlecocks, and next time you enter the palace, you will also help me carry them together......"

Duanmujun responded one by one with a smile, and as she spoke, her eyes were attracted by the silk paper with "Daji" written on the desk, and she couldn't help but think: Cen Gongzi should also know, right?

The plum branches outside the window swayed in the cold wind, and the dark fragrance was bursting, and the sound seemed to be attached to something.

Yes, the result of the marriage was also sent to Cen Mansion.

The auspicious wedding letter was being held in Cen Yin's hand at the moment, and he gently rubbed it twice with his white and slender fingers, his eyebrows were smiling, and even this small room seemed to be enhanced by his smile.

He carefully closed the sticker and solemnly received it in a box.

In the hall, in addition to Cen Yin, there was another person.

It was an old man in Tsing Yi who was over sixty years old, with a white face and no beard, full of silver hair, a straight posture, and his eyes were vigorous and energetic, without the slightest old age.

There are only a handful of people who can be qualified to sit in front of Cen Yin in this Dasheng Dynasty, and this person is one of them.

"Cen Gong." The little scorpion respectfully served tea to the old man himself, and then stepped aside.

Cen Zhenxing picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly.

Although he retreated, he was not deaf to what was going on outside the window, and he had heard all the gossip outside recently.

Seeing that Cen Yin was now called gentle, Cen Zhenxing immediately guessed something, so he asked: "Has the marriage come to fruition?" ”

Cen Yin just said "um" and didn't say much.

However, it could be seen from the slightly curled corners of his lips that he was in a good mood.

Cen Zhenxing was silent.

They are father and son, and he can be regarded as watching Cen Yin grow up, and now that Cen Yin is about to get married, he is also happy for him in his heart. People always have to have a home in order to live in peace and stability.

After Cen Yin put away the Geng post, Cen Zhenxing finally got to the point: "Ah Yin, I came to you today, and I also went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." ”

After Cen Yin returned to Beijing, Cen Zhenxing wanted to come to Cen Yin, he had two things in his heart, one was for Prince Yi, thinking of his friendship with Prince Yi for many years, and wanted to ask Prince Yi for a favor.

Prince Yi was sentenced to exile for greed, bribery, etc., but because the emperor issued an amnesty to the world, Prince Yi's exile was exempted, and there was no need for Cen Zhenxing to intercede.

Therefore, Cen Zhenxing came to Cen Yin today for another thing that had been pressing on his heart for two years, and he had been hesitant until he heard a news recently, so he made up his mind......

Cen Zhenxing shook his fists, and finally said: "Ah Yin, let King Er die." ”

"......" Cen Yin raised his eyebrows, his expression revealed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect Cen Zhenxing to come for this matter at all.

Cen Zhenxing misunderstood Cen Yin's expression, thinking that he didn't want to hear about Mu Jianming, but he continued: "I heard that during the Hundred Days Banquet, King Er's intention to commit suicide was ......."

Saying that, Cen Zhenxing sighed faintly, his expression became more complicated, "King Er's life has done a lot of mistakes, but in the past few years, he has fallen to this point, and he can be regarded as atoning for his sins." Now that he wants to die, let him die, why force him to stay ......"

In Cen Zhenxing's view, Mu Jianming has paid the price for everything he has done. He is now paralyzed, it is better to be alive than dead, rather than living like now, it is better to be cut off, and he can be reincarnated as a human in the next life.

Mu Jianming used to be the son of Dasheng Tianzi, since he wants to die, give him this bit of dignity.

"......" Cen Yin's expression was a little subtle.

He also heard Mu Yan mention Mu Jianming's intention to commit suicide, but the difference between what Mu Yan said and what Cen Zhenxing said was too big.

Cen Zhenxing only thought that Cen Yin's hatred for Mu Jianming was still unresolved, so he refused to let go, and Zhengse said again: "Ah Yin, I recognized you back then, but I didn't reveal your identity, which can be regarded as betraying the king of Er......"

"Now, I can do the last thing for him, and I can feel at ease."

"You think about it carefully, and persuade the emperor."

As he spoke, Cen Zhenxing's originally bright eyes revealed a little tiredness, a little sigh, and a little sigh.

He still remembered the scene when he just met Ah Yin more than ten years ago, no, Xue Zhaoshi.

Everything seems like yesterday.

At that time, Cen Zhenxing was shocked, he never expected to see Xue Zhao in the palace, who should have died in the north.

Even if he didn't ask, he knew why Xue Zhao entered the palace.

Back then, he should have denounced Xue Zhao, but he thought of his friendship with the King of Zhenbei, and Xue Zhao paid such a big price, he was the last bit of blood in the Zhenbei Palace.

Cen Zhenxing was soft-hearted after all, and he didn't be ruthless after all.

He also tried to send Xue Zhao away, but Xue Zhao refused to leave. Cen Zhenxing couldn't bear to denounce him, so he could only watch him stay in the palace for a year, two years, three years...... He watched the child grow up little by little, little by little, and become what he is now.

To tell the truth, when Xue Zhao was left, Cen Zhenxing didn't expect that Xue Zhao could do this step today, back then, Cen Zhenxing thought that the overall situation had been decided, Mu Jianming had already sat firmly in the country, and it was impossible for Xue Zhao to turn things around alone.

He thought that as time passed, Xue Zhao would find that what he had done was just futile and impossible to achieve, and he would gradually let go.

But......

Xue Zhao actually did it, from nothing, to now taking this piece of Dasheng with Mu Yan.

This child is worthy of being Xue Qiyuan's son.

Cen Zhenxing had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to achieve.

Fortunately, Dasheng is now thriving, and although he is sorry for Mu Jianming, at least he is worthy of this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and worthy of the emperors of previous dynasties, he is worthy of his heart.

Cen Zhenxing calmed down, his expression and mood calmed down, and said: "Ah Yin, anyway, keeping the king of Er, it doesn't mean anything to you and the emperor......"

Cen Yin suddenly laughed and interrupted Cen Zhenxing: "Father-in-law, I promise you." ”

He smiled lightly, as if it wasn't a big deal at all.

"......" Cen Zhenxing looked at Cen Yin in surprise.

He still knows a little bit about Cen Yin's temperament, Cen Yin has always been a very assertive person, no one can easily shake his mind, when did he become so good at talking.

The little scorpion glanced at Cen Zhenxing with a complicated expression and did not speak.

Cen Yin immediately stood up and proposed with a smile: "Father-in-law, why don't we go to the Taimiao Temple together." ”

Cen Zhenxing always felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he still got up and said in his heart: No matter why, Cen Yin just agreed.

The two of them immediately set off from Cen Mansion and rode their horses straight to Taimiao.

So, the Taimiao, which had only been closed for five days, was opened again, and Yuan Zhi and others knew that Cen Yin was coming, so they were busy coming to greet them.

"Overseer, Duke Cen, please!"

Yuan Zhi personally led Cen Yin and Cen Zhenxing to the front hall of the Taimiao.

Mu Jianming only "rested" for one day on the day of the 100-day banquet, and then came to the ancestral tablet to confess and atone for his sins.

On weekdays, Yuan Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to Mu Jianming at all, it was all because he was crooked on the futon like mud, and today Cen Yin came, so he couldn't let Mu Jianming be so rude, so he called two attendants to restrain Mu Jianming from kneeling on the futon.

Someone supported Mu Jianming's upper body, and no one supported his head, his head was tilted to the side, and the whole person was twisted like a marionette.

Wen Yongju stood aside with his hands down, holding his breath, not daring to look at Cen Yin at all, just begging them to forget his existence.

Of course, Mu Jianming still recognized Cen Zhenxing, and the moment he saw him, his cloudy eyes lit up for a moment, and he thought he was here to ask for a driver.

Mu Jianming was so excited that he shouted inarticulately: "Revitalization...... Hurry, come to the rescue! ”

His eyes lit up, and he shouted as saliva slipped from the corners of his lips and onto his robe.

"......" Cen Zhenxing looked at Mu Jianming two feet away in a daze, and his fists clenched subconsciously.

Since Cen Zhenxing retired from the court a few years ago, he has never seen Mu Jianming again, this is the first time he has seen Mu Jianming in several years, and he almost doesn't know the skinny man in front of him.

Is this still the high-spirited Emperor Longzhi who used to be?!

Cen Zhenxing's mood was even more complicated.

Cen Yinyun looked at Mu Jianming lightly, and said unhurriedly: "I heard, you want to die?" ”

"......" Mu Jianming blinked his crooked eyes, and his intention moved.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart: Sure enough! This move of his own move was right, and Mu Yan still couldn't watch himself die.

Since Mu Yan is the emperor, how can he not care about his reputation! Naturally, he didn't want to bear the infamy of forcing his uncle to death.

That's right, Cen Zhenxing also knew about his suicide, so he rushed to the rescue.

Bang bang bang!

Mu Jianming's heart beat faster, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

He struggled to open his mouth and hurriedly shouted, "That's right, I am...... I want to die ......"

"I don't want to...... Lived. ”

Mu Jianming said this in his mouth, and he also made an impassioned appearance on the outside, but what he thought in his heart was that they would definitely let him out, as long as they didn't let him out for a day, he would make a fuss.

He's been in this damn place for two whole years, and now he just wants to get out of this damn ghost place as soon as possible!

"You give me ...... Have a good time! ”

"I just need to ...... Extrication. ”

Mu Jianming said vaguely, every word was so difficult to say, as if he was going to use up all his strength.

Cen Zhenxing closed his eyes, turned his head, and almost couldn't bear to look at it anymore, sighing in his heart.

Put yourself in his shoes, if he is Mu Jianming, he only wants to die, living half-dead like this is worse than death, he has long lost his dignity as a human being, it is better to get rid of it quickly.

It's no wonder that Mu Jianming committed suicide, he didn't want to be tortured alive.

They should let him get his wish!

Cen Yin looked down at Mu Jianming a few steps away, his eyes were as calm as a pool, no hatred, no hatred, no anger, surprisingly calm.

He stared at Mu Jianming quietly for a moment and sighed.

Cen Yin didn't speak again, raised his hand and lightly high-fived twice.

In the next moment, a Tsing Yi waiter came in with a wooden tray with a small porcelain bottle the size of a baby's fist.

What is it?! Mu Jianming didn't react at first.

Immediately after, as if he had been struck by lightning, he thought of something, and his eyes were almost wide to the extreme for a moment.

Wen Yongju's eyes also looked at the tray, and he also guessed.

It's almost the end of the month, is there still a monthly pass

(End of chapter)