Chapter 57: Desire to Marriage
As soon as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's words came out, the ministers of civil and military affairs present opened their mouths wide in surprise.
The teacup in Zhen Guogong's hand shook slightly. looked at Prince Rong Jing with his eyes, and his face was gloomy.
The queen looked at Rong Jing kneeling in front of the hall, and couldn't figure out what the prince was doing.
Rong Jue didn't expect that the prince would stick a stick sideways and compete with him for the moon.
He looked up at the crown prince, "Brother Huang, my brother has finally found such a suitable woman, and he has plans to start a family, why do you want to fight with me!" ”
He was right, if it weren't for his refusal to accept the emperor's proposal to marry, he would not have made this big election.
"Brother Huang, this is the difference, how does the brother know that the brother is not in love with the girl who falls in love at first sight, and how can the matter of marriage be compromised!"
Luoyue knelt on the side in a cold sweat, she didn't think it was strange that Wang Xiao was so troublesome, after all, they had known each other before, and he had such a temperament, and he was also fresh to himself for a while.
But what is the prince doing, he has never seen any beautiful women, she sang a song and danced, he fell in love with himself at first sight, she didn't believe it, but she didn't understand......
"You...... It seems that the imperial brother is going to fight with me no matter what!"
“……”
"You two shut up!" Emperor Qi looked at the two brothers angrily, "What kind of system is it on top of the main hall, do you two plan to build a wall for a woman brother?" ”
"Erchen doesn't dare!" The prince prostrates
"Erchen doesn't dare!" King Yu kowtowed
The queen saw that the emperor's face turned blue, so she attached it to the emperor's ear, lowered her voice and said softly: "This woman, as soon as she appeared, let their two brothers openly fight against each other, since ancient times, this is not a good sign."
The emperor looked at the two sons kneeling in the main hall, and then glanced at Jiang Luoyue.
This Jiang Luoyue is indeed different from other women, refreshing and beautiful, delicate and exquisite, when he sang in the palace just now, even he was intoxicated by it.
At the age of the crown prince and King Yu, it is reasonable to be attracted to her.
But the love of children is not a good thing for the emperor's family, so he restrained his emotions and said slowly to the falling moon: "The falling moon girl is the daughter of Jiang Pingsheng Imperial Physician Jiang, which has been exposed to Imperial Physician Jiang for a long time, and she must know a little bit about medical skills. ”
Luoyue knelt on the ground and saluted the emperor, "Luoyue only knows some herbs superficially, and does not understand medical science. Luoye replied modestly, she remembered that when she first watched the Dream of Red Mansions, when Lin Daiyu entered Jiafu, she said that she had never read, but only knew a few words.
She wanted to be humble and respectful in front of the emperor, and it was always right.
The emperor stroked his beard and glanced at the Lan Yuan Judge who was sitting in the Tai Hospital below.
"Judge Lan Yuan, I remember that you have a son, who is also working in the Tai Hospital, so you shouldn't be married yet, right?"
The judge of the Lan Yuan hurriedly got up and bowed to the emperor: "Back to the emperor, Lan Shuyan, the son of the minister, is indeed working in the Tai Hospital and has not yet been married." ”
"Lan Aiqing doesn't have to be formal, let's be flat," the emperor motioned for him to sit down.
The emperor turned his gaze to the falling moon again, "I think that the falling moon girl and the son of the Lan Yuan judgment are a match made in heaven, they are both medical families, and they are very compatible regardless of age and family background, so I will give you two ......"
"Father, the emperor can't!" King Yu interjected anxiously, "My father said that the princess of the son is decided by the son himself, and now the son finally likes a good one, why doesn't the father become a son of the son?" ”
"You ......" The emperor pointed his finger at Rong Jue, speechless angrily.
Zhou Guifei looked at King Yu kneeling in the hall, and kept glancing at him, signaling him to shut up.