"Grandpa Guo," Master Jiang poured himself tea and said with a smile, "Xiaguan just wants to invite Grandpa Guo to see the play." ”

Cheng Engong stood up, his face impatient, and he was about to leave. He is different from their Jiang Jiadao, and he is not interested in watching any drama with him.

"Grandpa Guo stays." Master Jiang got up and stopped Cheng Engong, smiled more kindly, and a pair of shrewd eyes narrowed into slits, "Grandpa Guo, you are too anxious, and listen to the official carefully." ”

There is a way to reach out and not hit a smiling person.

Cheng Engong hesitated for a moment, sat back again, and said in his heart: He wants to see what tricks Jiang Deshen is playing.

The drama on the stage below is singing to a climax at this moment.

The princess said in public in front of the emperor that eighteen years ago, because of the ruthlessness and adultery of the concubine, she was born prematurely, and the child died not long after it was born. Later, she held another child under her knees, so now that they are married, she wants to take this child away.

The concubine and his mother's complexion changed greatly, and they scolded the princess for deceiving people too much, and even took a wild seed of unknown origin as his son, and let him give the son he had raised for nothing for eighteen years.

There was a lot of noise on the stage, and there was a lot of noise.

"Grandpa Guo, what do you think?" Jiang Deshen pointed in the direction of the stage, looked at Cheng Engong with a smile and asked.

"......" Cheng Engong looked at the stage and Jiang Deshen in confusion.

The corners of Jiang Deshen's lips curled higher, and he said, "What did Her Royal Highness Princess Anping say on the day of the opening of Jingzhao Mansion, has Grandpa Guo heard about it?" ”

"Your Highness said that the child she was carrying had died eighteen years ago, on the ninth day of the ninth month; His Royal Highness also said that she had a child who was 'fatherless and motherless' and raised it on her knees. ”

Jiang Deshen repeated word for word what An Ping said in the Jingzhao Mansion Court that day, as if he was also present at the time and heard it with his own ears, and then he looked at Cheng Engong meaningfully and asked, "Grandpa Guo, have you thought of anything?" ”

Cheng Engong frowned, and said in a deep voice angrily: "Jiang Deshen, if you have anything to say, just say it!" Don't sell it to my company anymore! ”

It's stupid! Jiang Deshen said secretly in his heart, his face was always smiling, he stroked his beard and said: "Grandpa Guo, you should always remember what happened on the ninth day of September eighteen years ago, right?" ”

Nonsense! Cheng Engong scolded in his heart, no one knew that it was on the ninth day of the ninth month of September eighteen years ago, forcing the palace to seize the throne.

Cheng Engong didn't understand what Jiang Deshen meant, but the staff he brought suddenly understood something, and they were slightly stunned in shock, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Don't...... Could it be ......

"Grandpa Guo......" The staff leaned over to Cheng Engong's ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Queen Xu was pregnant in the same year as Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, right?" The months are also similar. ”

Empress Xu is of course referring to the empress of Emperor Chongming.

The words came to this point, and of course Cheng Engong also understood what Jiang Deshen meant, and stood up from the chair in shock, and the chair clattered on the floor, making a screeching sound.

Jiang Deshen said, Feng Yan, no, Mu Yan is the blood of Emperor Chongming?!

Cheng Engong was stunned, his whole body froze like a stone sculpture, and his eyes were almost jaw-dropping.

Jiang Deshen saw that Cheng Engong had finally figured it out, so he calmly picked up the teacup and drank the tea slowly.

Impossible! Cheng Engong intuitively wanted to say that it was impossible, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this "timing" was too coincidental.

Cheng Engong's feet softened, and he sat back again, muttering in disbelief: "Queen Xu's child has been confirmed to be stillborn......"

Before the words could be spoken, Cheng Engong thought of Anping again and said that her child died as soon as he was born.

Could it be ...... Did Anping swap these two children?!

Cheng Engong couldn't believe it, but all this seemed logical and reasonable.

The more Cheng Engong thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was too high.

“…… Isn't the eldest princess of Anping afraid? Cheng Engong muttered, as if he was emotional, and as if he was asking himself.

"What is she afraid of?!" Jiang De asked with a deep smile.

As he spoke, he looked towards the stage on the first floor, where the emperor indignantly reprimanded the concubine and allowed the princess and the concubine to reconcile.

Jiang De stared deeply at the "emperor" on the stage, and then said: "Grandpa Guo, this time is different from the past. ”

Today, Emperor Chongming, who was once known as the puppet emperor, is orthodox, and now everyone knows about the usurpation of the palace.

Cheng Engong's pupils shrank sharply, and he also understood what Jiang Deshen meant.

Oh, yes.

If this was two years ago, Emperor Chongming was a puppet emperor who everyone scolded, and if it was revealed that Mu Yan was the son of Emperor Chongming at that time, Mu Yan would only have a dead end.

But now it's different, now he has issued an edict to justify Emperor Chongming, and Emperor Chongming's son is the heir of Emperor Chongming.

Cheng Engong's pupils were bright and dark, and his heart was like numbness.

Jiang Deshen put down the teacup and sighed: "What's more, there is no prince today." ”

Cheng Engong's face was even more ugly. Yes, there is no crown prince today, if Mu Yan is really the son of Emperor Chongming, it also means that he can be the heir to the throne like the eldest prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince. And now there are not a few people in the court and the people who are dissatisfied with the emperor, I am afraid that there will be many people who support Mu Yan because of this......

Jiang De carefully observed Cheng Engong's complexion, did not miss every change in his expression, sighed again, and said: "Grandpa Guo, the sandpiper and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, maybe we are tired and tired, but in the end we will become a wedding dress for 'others'." ”

Cheng Engong's eyebrows were deeply locked, and his face sank like water. He kind of understood what Jiang Deshen meant.

They are tired and tired here, even if they defeat Cen Yin, maybe, Feng Yan will "reap the benefits of the fisherman" when he comes back from the south.

Cheng Engong clenched his fists tightly, looked at the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the tea soup, and did not speak for a long time.

There was silence in the seat, and only the singing, cheering, and applause of the stage and the lobby outside came one after another.

Seeing that Cheng Engong lowered his eyes and pondered, Jiang De hooked his lips deeply, and quietly proposed: "Grandpa Guo, why don't we cooperate, what do you think?" ”

Cooperate?! Cheng Engong raised his head, came back to his senses, sneered, and asked rhetorically: "After cooperation, who will the throne belong to?!" ”

There is no reason for two princes to ascend the throne together!

Jiang Deshen seemed to have expected the Cheng'en Guild to ask this, his face did not change, and he replied without hesitation: "Naturally, it is His Royal Highness the Third Prince." ”

It's really not speculation, more than half a sentence. Cheng Engong's eyes were even colder, and he stood up again, intending to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Deshen again: "Grandpa Guo, and listen to the next official." ”

Jiang Deshen closed the window of the private seat, blocking out the sound outside, and the elegant seat was suddenly a lot quieter.

Jiang Deshen said again: "Grandpa Guo, if you think about it carefully, the queen mother has no parents under her knees, does it matter if it is the third prince or the fourth prince who ascends the throne?!" ”

"It's different." Cheng En said as a matter of course.

The four princes have been recorded in the queen's name since they were children, and they are the nominal sons of the queen, and the Chengen Mansion is also the nominal uncle of the four princes.

The Xie family was able to get the title of Duke Chengen because he was the queen's brother and because of his relatives, and if there was no additional grace from the emperor, this title could not even be passed on to his son.

However, if the fourth prince ascends the throne, then the Xie family, as the uncle of the new emperor, will be able to maintain this glory and wealth for at least three generations.

Jiang Deshen seemed to know what Cheng Engong was thinking, and he had already prepared, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Guo, what if His Royal Highness the Third Prince is recorded in the name of the queen?" ”

Gong Cheng frowned and reminded, "Lord Jiang, don't forget that the third prince has a mother!" "If the third prince abandons his biological mother, I'm afraid he will have a flawed reputation, how can he ascend to that supreme position?!

"Grandpa Guo doesn't know yet, right? Concubine Ning was sick, and the doctor said that she couldn't survive for a few days. Jiang De said in a deep voice.

"......" Cheng Engong's eyes widened in shock, and he said in his heart: Is Concubine Jiang Ning sick?

He hadn't heard of it.

Cheng Engong was silent, his lips tightly pursed into a straight line, and he began to carefully consider Jiang Deshen's proposal.

The fourth prince has been very disobedient recently......

Thinking of those recent events, Cheng Engong's pupils became deeper and darker.

On that day in Luhua Pavilion, the four princes allowed others to bully their niece Xie Xiangling;

Duchess Chengen entered the palace several times to ask to see the queen, but was stopped outside the palace gate, but the four princes have always let it go and did not dare to resist;

and in the court, they tried their best to create opportunities for the four princes, but the four princes didn't even dare to let out a fart.

When the fourth prince met Cen Yin, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he would not fight in front of the eldest prince, so cowardly, so useless, it was really difficult to take on a big responsibility!

Originally, Cheng Engong was already seriously considering whether to give up the four princes and choose another little prince who was easy to control.

However, if Jiang Deshen's guess is not wrong, Mu Yan is really the son of Emperor Chongming, and the plan to support the little prince is probably not feasible.

The little prince ascended the throne, it must be difficult to take on a big role in a few years, and it is inevitable that the queen mother will be required to listen to the government or the regent will support the young emperor, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will feel that it is better for Mu Yan to ascend the throne than to let an underage little prince ascend the throne.

Therefore, at least an adult and capable prince can be accepted by the courtiers.

There was silence in the room again.

The staff next to Cheng Engong was also pondering, his expression changed, and the information he received today was far beyond his expectations. The next choice is afraid that every step will affect the fate of the Xie family.

Jiang Deshen saw Cheng Engong's thoughtful appearance, and a sharp light quickly flashed under his eyes, and disappeared in a flash.

"Grandpa Guo," Jiang Deshen said while looking at Cheng Engong's face, "His Royal Highness the Third Prince has not yet married, and he can marry the daughter of the Xie family as the main concubine, then the future queen will also be the daughter of the Xie family, and the future prince will also have the blood of the Xie family." If Grandpa Guo is not at ease, he can rely on evidence. ”

Cheng Engong raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Deshen, his heartbeat beat accelerated, I have to say that Jiang Deshen's suggestion made him moved.

"What if the queen has no children under her knees?" Cheng Engong said lightly.

Now the Xie family will be in a dilemma, not because the queen has no concubine under her knees, if the queen has a concubine, then this concubine will naturally be the prince, where is there the third prince and the fourth prince!

"The Xie family can produce a queen, and naturally there can be another concubine." Jiang De said meaningfully.

Bang bang! Cheng Engong's heart beat faster. Yes, one girl from the Xie family can't give birth to a son, can't the two still give birth?! As long as the child with the blood of the Xie family becomes the future prince, then the glory of the Xie family will be more stable!

Seeing Cheng Engong's heartbeat, Jiang Deshen added a few sticks of firewood in a timely manner, "Grandpa Guo, think about it, if you gather the strength of the Jiang and Xie families, are you afraid that you won't be able to make His Royal Highness the Third Prince a god?" ”

"In the future, our Jiang and Xie families will be rich and prosperous!"

Jiang Deshen personally poured another cup of tea and handed it to Cheng Engong with both hands.

Cheng Engong looked at the cup of tea in Jiang Deshen's hand, and he didn't move for a while, his eyes flashed, as if he was struggling slightly.

Jiang Deshen was not in a hurry, and looked at Cheng Engong calmly, as if he was in his chest.

Through a window, the chanting of the drama outside was so far away.

Time seemed to have stopped.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Engong finally moved, raised his hand to take the cup of tea in Jiang Deshen's hand, took a sip, and said with a meaningful smile: "Good tea!" ”

The two exchanged a tacit look.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud gong outside the window, and the second half began.

Jiang Deshen pushed open the window of the elegant seat again, and at the beginning of the second half, the emperor reprimanded the horse to raise the outer room, asked him to punish him with fifty sticks, and then imprisoned him in the prison. The horse and his mother begged the princess, but the princess did not move, and they could only go to the princess's son, begging him to save the princess from the father-son relationship of the past eighteen years......

The princess's son was in a dilemma, sighing and recounting his inner struggles.

Cheng Engong's eyes fell on the young actor who played the son of the princess, and he knew in his heart: Princess Anping was afraid that she deliberately chose to propose peace and leave when Mu Yan left Beijing, so as to clear Mu Yan from this matter.

However, everything has its two sides, on the upside, Mu Yan is avoiding this matter, but on the downside, he is not in the capital now, which means that he is in a passive position.

"Master Jiang," Cheng Engong stared at the young and handsome actor, and said, "Regardless of whether Mu Yan is the son of Emperor Chongming or not, he is not in the capital now, and he is already in a weak position in this seizure of succession. ”

After a pause, he said again: "Moreover, the emperor is still there!" ”

The emperor is still there, but the emperor has been in a coma for a long time. Jiang De squinted his eyes, a thick haze appeared under his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "No matter who Mu Yan is, while the emperor is still on the throne, Mu Yan is still in his fledgling, just die." ”

When he said the last sentence, Jiang Deshen's voice was as cold as the cold winter moon.

However, Cheng Engong said so......

Jiang De's deep eyes flashed, his heart moved, he looked at Cheng Engong again, and asked tentatively: "Grandpa Guo, what can you do about the emperor's illness?" ”

Cheng Engong smiled slightly, but smiled silently.

He took another sip of tea and looked at the stage downstairs again, the corner of his eye just sweeping a few familiar shadows.

This is......

Cheng Engong's eyes fell on Duanmu Fei and Hanxing on the first floor, and several little girls were watching the play intently, occasionally getting together for a while to whisper, a moment to applaud, a moment to laugh, naïve and unscrupulous.

"Mu Yan's luck is good, there is a good family business......" Cheng Engong snorted coldly.

What if Mu Yan was the son of Emperor Chongming?! Emperor Chongming has been dead for 18 years, although there are many old ministers in the Chongming Emperor era, but these old fritters are all unprofitable and can't afford to be early, how can they unconditionally support Mu Yan because of the so-called "orthodoxy", and the trouble is Cen Yin behind Duanmu Fei.

Jiang Deshen also followed Cheng Engong's gaze and raised his eyebrows.

Duanmu Fei and the others didn't live upstairs, and they were happily watching the horses on the stage next to the board.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

The sound of the board and the pain of the colt were intertwined one after another, and the colt lay on the ground crying and shouting, regretting that he had not done it at the beginning.

Dangui smiled and leaned over to Han Xing and said, "Han Xing, this little student sings well, you listen to his crying, sad and poignant, and the words are clear." Awesome! ”

Duanmu Fei also thinks so. The play Jiusiban has been carefully arranged from the script to the casting.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside, and the people on the road avoided both sides, and the sound of messy and hurried horses' hooves came closer and closer, accompanied by a hoarse voice:

"Eight hundred miles expedited! Idle people, etc., quickly avoid! ”

Many people in the lobby also heard the movement, and they all looked back at the street outside, only to see a tall and vigorous black horse galloping along the street, like a black lightning, and the soldiers on the horse were dusty.

The man and the horse disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the distant sound of horses' hooves.

Duanmu Fei looked at the empty doorway, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said in his heart: At this time, the eight hundred miles are urgent, either in the north or in the south.

I don't know if Ah Yan is good in the south now......

Duanmu bit her full lower lip slightly, and her long and thick eyelashes were half drooping, leaving a faint shadow on her jade-like cheeks, and her expression was stunned.

"Cousin Scarlet," Han Xing didn't pay attention to Duanmu Fei's flash, pulled her sleeve with a smile, and pointed to the stage, "Look, that colt was beaten and fainted!" ”

A few little girls watched and talked lively, you said a word to me:

"Haha, it turns out that the cousin of the colt has already had a head and tail with someone else."

"That's why this kind of person with eyes and no beads will think of fish eyes as pearls."

"This colt is really kind enough to raise a son for others for more than ten years!"

“……”

An hour later, the play ended.

The girls were still a little unsatisfied, and talked for a while, and then went to the restaurant next door for lunch, and then they went to their respective families.

Of course, Han Xing followed Duanmu Fei back to Quanyu Street.

Along the way, the two of them were still talking about the play "Playing the Horse" with endless aftertaste, one moment saying that the princess in the play was far worse than the eldest princess of Anping, and the other time saying that the fate of the horse was really happy, and then saying that the cousin of the horse was too cheap......

Until the carriage stopped at the Yimen, Han Xing was still chattering, holding Duanmu Fei's little hand and saying, "Cousin Scarlet, why don't we call Cousin Shangwei to go to Jiusiban again in two days?" ”

Duanmu Fei also had this plan, and nodded happily: "I just heard from the tea guest next door that the listening class also produced a play "Fighting the Horse", so let's go to the listening class to listen to it." ”

"Scarlet cousin, why didn't you say it earlier?! We should have gone to the music class again. ”

The two cousins held hands, originally planning to go back to Zhanqing Courtyard, but at this time, Luluo walked towards them quickly, and curtsied: "Fourth girl, Your Royal Highness the Fourth Princess, Your Royal Highness the eldest prince has come down." ”

The two cousins hurriedly stopped, and Han Xing raised his eyebrows happily and asked, "Where is the eldest brother now?" ”

"Sunrise Hall."

Before the words of the green pothos fell, Han Xing couldn't wait to turn the direction and pull Duanmu Scarlet to the side of the Chaohui Hall in a hurry.

In the late autumn of November, the oncoming autumn wind mixed with the slightest chill blew the skirts of the two little girls like butterflies.

In the distance, they saw three people sitting in the Zhaohui Hall.

Today, Duanmu Xian is resting, he is in the Chaohui Hall at the moment, Duanmu Heng is also there, and the ancestors and grandchildren are talking to the eldest prince.

"Grandfather, there is only an eight-hundred-mile rush in the north, and a great victory in the north." Mu Youxian's voice was full of joy.

At this time, Duanmufei, who had just walked outside the hall, happened to hear it, and looked at Han Xing face to face, and he was also happy.

That's great news!

Duanmu Fei stepped into the hall while looking at Mu Youxian eagerly and asked, "Cousin Xian, what is the good news in the north?" ”

Mu Youxian wore a sky blue willow leaf pattern straight jacket, and sat on a mahogany circle chair at the bottom, his handsome face was radiant, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Scarlet cousin, Fourth Emperor Sister, you are back." Mu Youxian looked at the two little girls with a smile, and for some reason, Han Xing was a little weak by him.

After the two little girls gave Duanmu Xian, Duanmu Heng and Mu Youxian a salute one by one, Mu Youxian said with a fluttering eyebrow: "The military newspaper said that Jun Ran has recovered Lingwu City. The tiger father has no dogs, and Junran father and son are all famous generals of my Dasheng! ”

Thinking of the matter of Xianjian Wang Junji's battle against the Dead Martial City, Mu Youxian's originally shining eyes dimmed a little. Originally, with Jun Ji's ability to lead the troops, he shouldn't have gone that far.

Mu Youxian let out a long sigh in his heart.

The deceased is gone, and the past cannot be traced.

This time, the Northern Army's recovery of Lingwu City is only a beginning, and now most of the Northern Territory has fallen to the enemy, and Lingwu City is actually less than one-tenth of the lost city, but this victory can greatly boost the morale of the Northern Army.

Duanmu's scarlet eyes lit up, and he stroked his palm and said, "Great." Sister Wuyang would definitely be happy if she knew. ”

"Before the palace left the palace, I sent someone to Jianning Temple to summon the news, and I think the eldest sister will know soon." Mu Youxian said with a smile.

As he spoke, Mu Youxian looked at Han Xing beside Duanmu Fei again, and said, "Han Xing, it's time for you to go back to the palace with your brother." "Mu Youxian's main purpose for coming here today is to take Hanxing back to the palace.

Originally, Duanmu Guifei asked Hanxing to come out of the palace to live in Duanmu Mansion in order to avoid the limelight, but this girl, the limelight has passed, and she still refuses to return to the palace in Duanmu Mansion, so she turned Xiaozhu into a long-term residence.

"You, your heart is wild!" Mu Youxian shook his head and sighed, with a little doting, a little helpless, and a little funny in his tone.

Han Xing's little face collapsed in an instant, and his intestines turned green with regret. She was originally happy to see the eldest imperial brother, but who knew that the eldest imperial brother actually came to arrest her and return to the palace!

Hanxing was depressed.

She also knew that she could escape from the monk, but she couldn't escape from the temple, and she would have to return to the palace sooner or later.

"Scarlet cousin......" Hanxing looked at Duanmu Fei expectantly, her dark eyes blinked, and she wanted Duanmu Fei to accompany her into the palace to live for a while.

"......" Duanmu Fei looked away and silently went to get snacks to eat, pretending that he didn't see anything. She was annoyed enough today that she promised Mr. Qi to go to the girls' school for three days in a row, if she was stupid enough to agree to enter the palace, wouldn't she not be able to sleep well in the future?!

"Scarlet cousin!" Han Xing stood up, holding Duanmu Fei's arm for a while, putting the teacup in Mu Fei's hand for a while, and beating her back for a while, "You will go into the palace to live with the palace for a few days!" ”

"For three days, you will stay with the palace for three days, okay?"

"It's not that you will accompany the main palace into the palace tonight, it will be okay in a few days!"

"Scarlet Cousin ......"

Han Xing grinded a stick of incense, and finally grinded Duanmu Fei promised to stay in the palace for a few days after the Keju competition.

Mu Youxian watched her sister coquettish her little cousin who was younger than her, and she couldn't say anything in her heart: Hanxing, this girl, is really going back more and more.

Looking at the pair of intimate cousins, the corners of Mu Youxian's lips curled slightly, and a bright and delicate face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he opened his lips slightly hesitantly, and his eyes fell on Duanmu Fei, wanting to ask her sister how she was doing......

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