Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Invitation of the Two Kings (I)
"Prince Yu and Prince Su are here?!"
Because he didn't know the emperor's attitude towards Yang Weiyuan, except for the protΓ©gΓ© who had a good personal relationship with Yang Weiyuan, none of the high-ranking officials of the military department and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies came.
The other five officials, cabinet leaders, and relatives and nobles who were on the stage did not arrive, which overshadowed this memorial and cast a shadow on the future of the Yang family.
At this time, the presence of the two princes was tantamount to giving the Yang family a shot in the arm, and immediately made this memorial full of brilliance, quite like clearing the clouds and seeing the sunny sky.
King Yu was the fourth son of Emperor Hongwei, and Prince Su was the sixth, and these two people not only had a noble status, but also had a special status, and it was very likely that they represented the emperor's will.
The first thought of the guests was that the Holy Lord was afraid that he would praise Yang Houye.
In the first battle of Jingyang, the whole army was implicated, but everyone in the Northern Wuwei was awarded, how could there be a lack of coach Yang Weiyuan?
For a while, the guests in the hall had different thoughts, and Mrs. Yang, who was crying and scolding Xu Rui, also immediately stopped crying.
"Is it Prince Yu and Prince Su who are here?"
Mrs. Yang asked incredulously.
"Yes, madam, it is indeed the two princes!"
The guests around him affirmed.
"Hurry up, Zhen'er quickly help her mother up, and get ready to welcome the two princes!"
Mrs. Yang hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, straightened the Zhu Hai on her head, and carefully tidied up the messy mourning clothes, putting on a solemn and tragic look.
"Madam, as soon as the two princes arrive, I'm afraid they will come with a holy decree, and the eldest young master will inherit the title."
Some guests came up to have fun, with a bit of envy and eagerness in their eyes, Mrs. Yang couldn't hold back, and laughed along.
Even when Yang Weiyuan was alive, most of the people who came and went in the house were military generals, and nobles like the two princes might not come to the door once in more than ten years, how could she not be happy?
"Where, where, it's not the Holy Longen, who hasn't forgotten our orphans and widows, but makes the concubine ashamed."
While saying kind words to the guests, Mrs. Yang went to the door of the mourning hall with Yang Huaizhen's support, leaving the guests behind and putting on a posture of the Yang family's housewife.
Xu Rui, who was separated by a wall, knelt in the snow, and behind him were more than a dozen generals of the Northern Martial Guard, Liang Tongfang, who didn't seem to hear the news of the arrival of the two princes, and still knelt motionless.
When the generals saw that he did not move, it was not easy for them to get up to meet the two princes, so they knelt in the snow with him.
Fortunately, the custom of the Great Wei Kingdom is to give priority to the dead, and when kneeling to mourn, the big gift can be waived, so when the two princes passed by the generals, they did not blame them at all.
"Fourth brother, how could they kneel here?"
Before entering the mourning hall, a young man with phoenix eyes and sword eyebrows and a four-clawed dragon pattern robe asked King Yu suspiciously, he was the nineteen-year-old Su King Zhao Rong.
Yuwang Zhao Heng glanced at Xu Rui and shook his head: "There have always been many generous and sad people in the army, I'm afraid it's to express my sorrow." β
After speaking, his gaze did not stop on the generals, but just waved his hand, beckoning King Su and another young man in his twenties to walk towards the mourning hall.
Before leaving, King Su couldn't help but glance at Xu Rui, who was kneeling in the front, and saw that he was facing the wind and snow, his eyes were closed, but his body was kneeling straight, and a trace of strange emotions rose in his heart.
"Sixth, let's go."
"Ah, good!"
Hearing King Yu call him, King Su Zhao Rong hurriedly agreed, retracted his gaze, and walked into the mourning hall.
As soon as the three of them entered the mourning hall, Mrs. Yang greeted them with a group of guests.
"The concubine has seen Prince Yu and Prince Su!"
"I've seen two princes!"
A group of guests saluted in unison, some knelt, some worshipped, and there was a strong flattery in the chaotic atmosphere.
King Su didn't like this kind of scene, but he just nodded to everyone as a courtesy, but King Yu was used to the welcome of officialdom, holding his fists and smiling at everyone.
"You don't have to be polite, Marquis Yang is loyal to the country, and it is also a matter of time for this king to give him a ride, please get up, please get up!"
There are no characters among the guests, and naturally they can't see the two princes on weekdays, but I didn't expect King Yu to be so approachable, and he suddenly felt like a spring breeze, and he was more optimistic about the future of the Yang family.
"Madam, King Yu is so polite, it seems that the saint really remembers the Yang family."
Someone lowered his voice and complimented Mrs. Yang in her ear.
"The husband is loyal to the country, and the saint will naturally not treat our family badly, don't you say?"
Mrs. Yang looked like a matter of course, and even a blind person could see her smug appearance.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two princes offering incense to Yang Weiyuan, Mrs. Yang lowered her voice and said to Yang Zhenye beside her: "If the two princes declare that you will attack the lord in a while, you will leave the two princes to eat, and you will definitely take this opportunity to climb these two big trees, you know?" β
Yang Huaizhen was puzzled: "Mother, the two princes are so noble, can the children please move them?" β
Mrs. Yang's eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Useless things, what are you afraid of?" After you take the title, you will be the marquis, although your status is not as good as the prince, but it is also the honor that I can get from the Great Wei, and they come to worship your father is naturally instructed by the emperor, as long as you say it sincerely, my mother will beat the side drum again, how can they refuse? β
Yang Huaizhen pouted and said, "Okay, when the time comes, the mother can help the child speak, so that the child will not be able to get off the stage." β
The two princes and the young people who came with them successively offered incense to Yang Weiyuan according to the etiquette system, and then thanked each other with their families, and after the complicated ceremony was over, everyone had surrounded them in the middle.
King Su Zhao Rong and the young man looked around, their eyes swept over several family members, as if they were looking for something, and Zhao Heng, the king of Yu, comforted Mrs. Yang for her condolences.
Seeing that the two princes did not announce their decree for a long time, all the guests were waiting a little anxiously.
The most anxious is naturally Mrs. Yang, she wanted to lead the topic to the holy decree several times, but saw that Yuwang was talking about sexuality, and it was difficult to interrupt, how did she know, Yuwang was also thinking about how to lead the topic to the issues he cared about.
"Fourth brother, which one is Xu Rui?"
King Su searched around and didn't find anyone similar to Xu Rui, so he couldn't help but whisper in King Yu's ear.
King Yu frowned, thinking about how to inquire about Xu Rui's news decently, Mrs. Yang on the side saw that King Yu stopped talking, and finally found the opportunity, and hurriedly hinted: "The prince is on official business this time?" β
"Official business?"
King Yu was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "What official business?" No, I don't. β
Mrs. Yang smiled and sighed in her heart, but she still asked unwillingly: "Lord, it has been some time since my husband was martyred, and our orphans and widows are grief-stricken, and our lives are hard, I don't know if the saint has any arrangements for the dog to attack the lord?" β
"Oh, so you said that."
King Yu suddenly smiled habitually, revealing a row of good-looking white teeth, Mrs. Yang and Yang Huaizhen saw him smile, thinking that the matter had been settled, and their hearts suddenly let go of half of it.
However, they didn't expect Yuwang's next sentence to immediately make them fall into an ice cave.
I saw King Yu clasping his fists and arching his hand to the sky and said: "Marquis Yang is loyal to the country, and his father is naturally grateful, but the matter of the title is related to the fortune of the country, and he can't be contemptuous. β
"What?!"
Although King Yu's words were polite, they were a standard official tone, which meant that there was no arrangement yet, and who couldn't hear it from those present? There was an uproar.
"Is it true that the two princes came to the mansion this time just to worship my master, and there is nothing else?"
Mrs. Yang was in a state of confusion and did not choose to speak, and as soon as the words came out, she saw that King Yu blushed, and immediately regretted it greatly, and hurriedly gave Yang Huaizhen a look and asked him to come out of the round.
Yang Huaizhen thought that his mother asked him to invite King Yu to stay for dinner, and hurriedly said: "The two princes, the house has prepared a vegetarian meal, and the two princes are invited to leave after eating." β
Before the words are finished, let the family finish eating and then leave, isn't this equivalent to driving people out?
When Mrs. Yang heard this, she almost fainted with anger, and she just hoped that the two princes would not really be angry with their stupid son.
"This ......"
King Yu looked embarrassed, had the intention to refuse, and it was difficult to speak.
In fact, the reason why he blushed was because he didn't come to the Yang family purely to worship, just now he thought that Mrs. Yang had said that he was in his mind, so he felt a little ashamed.
At this time, coupled with Yang Huaizhen's words, he was even more embarrassed and ashamed, and the words in his heart were even more difficult to speak, and he was still embarrassed to say the real purpose when he opened his mouth.
Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, not only the mother and son of the Yang family, but also all the guests present were also a little confused.
King Su is an anxious man, not as comprehensive as King Yu, when he saw the scene, he was a little embarrassed, and immediately arched his hand towards Mrs. Yang and said: "In addition to worshiping Marquis Yang, there is indeed a reluctant invitation to visit the palace this time. β
"Reluctantly?"
As soon as she heard that the prince actually asked for her own family, Mrs. Yang was immediately overjoyed and said: "The prince is polite, the Yang family is a small family, thanks to the prince, if there is anything that can be served, the definition is not shirkable." β
King Su glanced at King Yu, hugged his fists and said: "Thank you, madam, I can't hide it, my two brothers are here today, in addition to paying tribute to Marquis Yang, I also want to meet Xu Rui!" β
"What, see Xu Rui?!"
Unexpectedly, the two princes came specifically to find Xu Rui, and the guests present suddenly exploded with a "buzz", and Mrs. Yang and Yang Zhenye's faces were even more exciting.
King Su didn't know why, and asked, "I heard that Xu Rui is the righteous son of Yang Houye, why isn't he in the mourning hall?" β
"This ......"
Mrs. Yang opened her mouth, speechless, I don't know who said: "The one kneeling at the door is Xu Rui!" β
King Su was slightly stunned, thinking of the figure kneeling in the snow, he was suddenly shocked, and without saying a word, he immediately turned around and ran out of the mourning hall.
"Sixth brother, sixth brother!"
King Yu greeted him twice, but when he saw that he didn't look back, he hurriedly confessed to everyone, and then chased after King Su.
The lively mourning hall lost its protagonist, and it quieted down instantly, and the Yang family immediately fell from the clouds of the stars holding the moon to the bottom of the valley and became a laughing stock.
"Madam, it seems that you have to put some thought into it, raise your noble hand, and spare Xu Rui, right?"
Someone whispered in Mrs. Yang's ear, but I don't know if it was really for the good of the Yang family, or if it meant to watch the excitement.
"Shut up!"
Mrs. Yang suddenly roared hysterically, so frightened that the person who spoke was ashamed and annoyed, stamped his feet, and walked away.
The stunned guests looked at the Yang family's mother and son in disbelief, and Mrs. Yang felt that every glance was a slap in the face, slapping her hard.
Her face was black, her chest heaved violently, and her teeth creaked.
It took a long time before she stomped her foot violently, pointed to the outside of the mourning hall and said, "Go, see what tricks that little beast can play?!" β
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