Qin Zhaoning looked at the chessboard, fiddled with it for a while, and fell: "I've been in the middle of the game for several months, and my mother is also looking for candidates, but it's ......"

She sighed.

The eldest princess of Pingyang is arrogant and wants her son to be the lord again.

Princess Na Leyang is the same age as her, and it is also the time to talk about marriage, and when the opportunity hits, she is naturally compared.

Qin Zhaoning's fingers rubbed the white seed, and the crystal jade fingertips complemented the white jade seed.

After all, the seventh princess is of royal blood, and she is noble, she has nothing to say, but some wild sparrows next to her also want to fight with her, and they simply laughed off their big teeth.

Qin Zhaoning didn't say it, but he was disdainful in his heart, but in action, he attached great importance to it.

She plays a good hand of chess, and what she is best at is careful planning, while the Qin family's family motto is to guard against arrogance and rashness, so that she can develop a temperament that is not slow or slow, step by step.

But things began to turn out beyond her expectations.

"Miss, Miss!" Her other big girl, Yin Qiu, hurriedly ran into the door, looking panicked.

"What's wrong?" Qin Zhaoning asked.

Yin Qiu swallowed her saliva: "Concubine Qin Niangniang handed over the message, slave maid, slave maid heard from the chief steward, it seems to be ...... It's going to be a general election. ”

Qin Zhaoning's heart thumped.

"Your Majesty has not tasted a general election for five years, why is there a general election suddenly this year." She stood up.

The emperor is over 50 years old, and although there are not many concubines in the palace, there are twenty or thirty large and small concubines, so the proposal to call off the general election has not been mentioned since five years ago.

She almost forgot about it, but she didn't want to, and it was mentioned again today.

She has just reached the age of election this year.

His Majesty is proposing a general election at this time, should it be for the ......

Qin Zhaoning's eyes rolled, suppressed this thought, and said; "Are you sure it's my aunt's message, not forged by someone else who wants to fool my grandfather?"

Yin Qiu nodded: "It was a message personally delivered by Aunt Ziyu next to Niangniang, Aunt Ziyu went out of our house, and there will be no mistakes." ”

Qin Zhaoning lost his mind and sat back in his chair in a daze.

"Why did the chief steward suddenly say so many words for you to hear." Qin Zhaoning smiled bitterly, this was obviously what her grandfather deliberately revealed to her.

This kind of thing, Mrs. Qin, who is a grandfather, is of course not good to tell her face-to-face.

Moreover, the election is still being discussed, so it is too formal for Mrs. Qin to say it, and it is appropriate to tell her through the mouth of the maid.

Yin Qiu suddenly understood, but she didn't know what to do.

Even Qin Zhaoning panicked for a moment.

This matter was not in her plan at all.

"Grandfather, do you want your granddaughter to choose for herself?" She muttered.

In Mrs. Qin's study, the old lady looked at the mottled moon shadow cast by the sycamore in front of the window, and sighed faintly.

"I also know a little bit about that child's thoughts, even if she was at the beginning, I didn't know whether it was good or bad, but now, it only depends on her own choice." The old lady said.

He is mostly free-range for his children and grandchildren, but now he is a little unrestrained.

"Zhaoning, this kid is the most knowledgeable, and he will understand your hard work." Qin Gongyun hung his head and said.

"Painstaking, what about you?" The old lady looked back at her son, "Wujiang can understand your hard work." ”

Qin Gongyun smiled: "It doesn't matter, he is already my pride." ”

"It's the pride of the Qin family." The old lady corrected, and Qin Gong's smile was even worse.

"Just let him go and check, you pay more attention to the Ministry of Rites, if the election is decided, Zhaoning ...... Still going to go. Taifu said.

The same news also reached the Marquis Zheng An's mansion.

Song Yisheng was in Zheng Anhou's study, his eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know the news at first.

Zheng Anhou heard the whispers of his henchmen, snorted coldly, and said to him: "Your brothers and sisters have a bit of luck. ”

Song Yisheng's eyes lit up.

"Didn't your sister want to enter the palace to help the concubine?" Zheng Anhou glared at him, "Your Majesty is going to have a general election." ”

"Really?" Song Yisheng gasped.

It's really sleepy to send pillows.

He was begging Zheng Anhou to send Song Yijin to the palace, as long as Song Yijin won the emperor's favor, what did it matter if she was a real wood or a fake wood student.

Who dares to risk the condemnation of the world to expose the people identified by His Majesty.

The emperor is about to be elected.

Song Yijin has not decided to marry, and his age is appropriate, even if he does not have the title of Qing'an County Lord, it is justified to run as his Qing'an Hou sister.

As for whether you can be selected......

"Hou Ye Lao is worried, my brother and sister will not forget the grace of Hou Ye's promotion, and smear the liver and brain for Hou Ye." He bowed to the end.

Zheng Anhou sneered.

Liver and brain smeared on the ground.

When Song Yijin won His Majesty's favor, there was something about him and his sister Zheng Guifei.

This Song Yisheng's wolf ambition can almost be written on his face.

Zheng Anhou remained silent.

Song Yisheng bowed to the ground, his waist and hips and legs were at a straight angle, and his muscles twitched endlessly, but he didn't dare to get up.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, more of a humiliation.

But for Song Yijin, for the Song family, and for his own future.

He can only endure, endure, endure.

"Poof," Zheng Anhou suddenly smiled as he watched him go from motionless to stiff and twitching.

What a patient dog.

If you bite someone in the future, it will definitely hurt.

Zheng Anhou's wariness of Song Yisheng has risen again, but in fact, he has no other choice.

Song Yisheng lost the account book, although it was said that it was the disaster of the Song family, but he, the person in charge of the Liu family's case, would not have a good end, even if he could catch up with the falsification of evidence, he would be pushed to Song Yisheng, and he would get away with it, and the saliva of the people in the world would be enough to drown him.

Therefore he will take care of the books.

And born with a vision, it will change later, and the matter of the eldest princess must be completed as soon as possible.

All of this depends on Song Yisheng's cooperation, and if you want to cooperate, you can't tear your face, no matter how he humiliates Song Yisheng, he has to agree to Song Yisheng's request in the end.

Zheng Anhou pinched his fingers, and he already had the feeling of being killed.

"Hurry up, what is Qing'an Hou doing." Zheng Anhou stepped forward to help Song Yisheng up, "Come and take a seat, the concubine is looking for a helper, so that my sister is willing to enter the palace, and I should thank you for this." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare," Song Yisheng was still humble, as if everything just now hadn't gone to his heart.

"Then this matter is decided, when Your Majesty decrees, the Ministry of Rites will prepare the regulations, and after selecting the person who will preside over the election in the palace, the concubine Niangniang will arrange it, and let the county lord of Qing'an wait for the good news." Zheng Anhou said with a smile, his expression was stiff at the moment when Song Yisheng bowed and thanked him.

The brothers and sisters of the Song family are really powerful.

"But Ben Hou still wants to meet in advance, your candidate." Zheng Anhou spoke.

Song Yisheng's shoulders stiffened.

"What, what's the problem?" Zheng Anhou asked with a smile.

"Qing'an Hou won't think about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, paving the way for you in Ben Hou, and after flying Huang Teng, he will bite Ben Hou with your fake princess in turn." He sneered.

"Master Hou is so careful, you and the concubine Niangniang are favored by Your Majesty, even if you borrow 10,000 guts from your little nephew, you don't dare to have such a non-centric thought." Song Yisheng was extremely humble, and bowed again: "It's just that it's getting late......"

Zheng Anhou waved his hand: "Hey, it's still early for Benhou to rest." ”

Song Yisheng licked his lower lip.

"Qing'an Hou, lead the way." Zheng Anhou smiled.