Chapter 43: Who Isn't Morning Every Day!
After the Wu family was invited to leave the Guogong Mansion, they did not move a single step, several stools were placed at the gate of the Guogong Mansion, and even the tea table was available, and several people sat there motionlessly, taking turns to loudly reprimand the arrogant and domineering behavior of the father and son of Pingguo.
The people who came and went all stopped, and this thing was like having wings, and overnight, the "crime" of Pingguo's father and son spread throughout the capital.
When Su Yan found out, he was so shocked that the spoons fell into the bowl.
Good guy, although I have heard that the Wu family is difficult before, it was many years ago, and she was not in the capital at that time, I really didn't expect it to be this kind of difficulty!
Drag the family and block the door at the gate of the house, not let in and out, and do not move, catch the individual, no matter who it is, even if it is a subordinate, you have to argue with others, who can toss it.
Dongdong continued, "I heard that the Wu family is still blocking the gate of the Guogong Mansion!" ”
Su Yan's eyes were sympathetic, and his face was a little empty, after all, at the beginning, Wu Ziyu came for herself.
Otherwise. After going down to the court today, go to the temple to worship Xie Xun first?
Against the cold wind, Su Yan yawned and walked into the Golden Palace, and Song Qianfan, who was passing by, glanced at her with a deep gaze.
Su Yi suddenly felt inexplicable, [What's the matter with Song Qianfan, he has been looking at me all these days, there must be a problem]
[I see!] 】
Song Qianfan's sleeves suddenly clenched into a fist!
[This dog thing must be trying to assassinate me!] 】
Su Qianfan's determined tone made Song Qianfan stunned for a moment, and he was relieved in his heart, thinking that this stupid woman knew what she was going to do recently.
Only then did he stride forward with confidence.
Su Su, a six-rank official, was still standing at the end, listening to the passers-by talking about the blocked door of the Pingguo Mansion.
"Ping Guogong thinks that he will not come to the court today."
Su Yan envied, [It's so good, it's a cold day, and you don't need to go to court to be justified. 】
The people who heard this also agreed, but isn't it, it's getting colder and colder, and this Pingguo Gong can still lie at home, which is strange and enviable.
[Alas, why didn't the Wu family come to block the gate of the palace? 】
[I should bear this kind of pain!] 】
King Jing: "??? ”
"Is this Wu family too rampant?"
"It's not easy to be a prince of Pingguo."
[But isn't it, if you embarrass me for the peace of the country, you should come to block the gate of the palace! 】
King Jing's forehead jumped, so is the Wu family so easy to provoke, just to not go to court. Such a daughter-in-law on the stall! Woe to the family!
"Shh
I saw that the Ministry of Rites, who was nearly seventy years old, walked slowly and entered the Golden Palace, although his eyes were cloudy, his voice was full of energy, "It's been cold recently, are you colleagues okay?" ”
One by one, a smile appeared on his face, "I'm okay, thank you Wu Shangshu for your care." ”
When Wu Shangshu came, the voice that was still discussing the rights and wrongs of the Wu family immediately changed the direction of the wind.
"I seem to have heard that it was the son of the Xie family who poured a glass of freshly boiled wine on the daughter of the Wu family, and insulted the daughter of the Wu family."
Su Wei suddenly pricked up his ears, [What? Xie Xun splashed Wu Ziyu? 】
Wu Shangshu snorted, stood outside the crowd, and watched these colleagues in the DPRK and China chew the root of their tongues like long-tongued women, but they actually disdained to be with them in their hearts.
"Is that so!?"
"Then this Xie family is too rampant!"
"The girl of the Wu family is pitiful."
Su was shocked, this rumor spread too outrageously in the DPRK, it was obvious that Wu Ziyu wanted to pour her wine, but it ended up pouring on Xie Xun, why did it become Xie Xun pouring Wu Ziyu?
Listening to the crusade of the people around Xie Xun, Su Yan mourned for Xie Xun in silence: Poor little Xie, I will go and give you a few sticks of incense when the meeting comes.
"There is no way for the prince of Pingguo to teach his son!"
"I stand in the Wu family for this matter, because the Xie family has gone too far."
As soon as he heard that these people began to attack Pingguo Gong, Su Huan: [??? 】
"Yes, how can this Pingguo Gong teach his son like this, pity this Wu family girl, what a girl's family"
[Fuck the shit! 】
This angry scolding startled the Chinese Wu Minister and Wu Shangshu.
[What's wrong with Xie Xun, the first beautiful man in the capital! ] Yushu is in the wind, full of economy, and his personality is gentle and kind, and he has to help the old man when he crosses the bridge! 】
The Manchu Dynasty was surprisingly silent.
This Su Yuan Wailang said. Is it the Xie Xun they know?
King Jing was also surprised, how could it sound that in the eyes of his daughter-in-law, Xie Xun's gentleman was actually better than his son, who had already entered the ranks?
Song Qianfan's face was gloomy, this woman was really superficial and debauched!
Her husband is still here, but she looks at other men like this. Don't keep women's morals!
At this time, many people looked at Song Qianfan, who was often disliked by Su Juan, with sympathy in their eyes.
Look, it's not that people don't know how to praise people, and they see that Xie Xun is praised to the sky, why do you dislike your husband so much?
Su Yan snorted coldly, [What do you wine bags and rice bags know! 】
[Pingguo Gong, his old man, has been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years, and only in his later years did he marry a wife and get such a son, and then went to the battlefield. I haven't seen my son a few times! 】
[Can you still raise your son so jadely, is it easy? ] 】
I don't know who coughed twice.
Some people are not convinced: The appearance is determined, how can it be raised by Pingguo Gong?
[You are at home every day, and you have never seen how good-looking and excellent your own son is! 】
[It looks like a bump, and I'm embarrassed to say it to a junior. 】
Zhongqing, who was said to have a stumbling son: "."
The Hanlin Academy scholar in front wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, is this a bit rude?
[You are one by one, a lot of age, no one is as good as Ping Guogong in terms of merit, no one is as high as anyone in terms of grade, and his son is not as good-looking as anyone else, and he dares to arrange others, how embarrassing!? 】
Su Juan, who defended the Duke of Pingguo, said outward sentence by sentence, like countless sharp arrows, piercing the hearts of the ministers.
One by one, his old faces turned red with anger, but no one could refute it, because what Su Yan said was indeed the truth.
The Ministry of Rites Shangshu Tie Qing had a straight old face, he said earlier that women are narrow-minded and cannot go to the court.
Look, what do you think of the court?
Trifling!
Su Wei, who was full of righteous indignation, was on fire in his heart, and his body was no longer cold.
What is surprising is that Ping Guogong still came, appearing at the last moment, exhaling white air as he walked, which shows that he came in a hurry.
The fire in Su Yan's heart suddenly subsided, [Look! I Pingguo Gong was blocked at the door of his house, and he had to think of coming out to the court. 】
[Every day in the morning, no wonder people are Guogong, super product! ] 】
The crowd was furious: "??? "Who hasn't been in the morning every day!
[These people have time to chew the root of their tongues, in the final analysis, they blame the old emperor for not showing up until now, it must be cold and greedy. Tut. 】
Old Emperor: "?!! "Who is greedy for bed!
Small Theatre –
Liu Miaoqing: Ah Xuan, I dreamed last night that an old man was chasing me with a rope, and I was so scared that I kept running and running, but he couldn't catch up with me.
Su Mi: What are you doing, I also dreamed that there was an old man sneaking at my door and refusing to leave, knocking on my door all the time, and then I called someone directly and asked people to drive him away, which was scary.
Yue Lao: I can't catch up, I deserve no object.
God of Wealth: I can't even get in the door, I deserve to be poor.
…
Yue Lao and the God of Wealth sat up in the middle of the night: "No! They're sick! Ahh ”