Chapter 83 My Princess

The visitors strode from the outside of the hall and quickly walked to the hall.

I saw that he was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he had the momentum of a dragon and a tiger in his steps. go and see.

He had a golden crown in his hair and was dressed in a royal robe. With embroidered dragons on his clothes and a jade belt around his waist, his face is extremely handsome, and his expression is solemn and condensed.

For example, when a sword is unsheathed, blood particles and cold air remain on the blade, silently across the hall, making everyone bow their heads and keep silent without a word.

Zhen Tingyun looked at that face without blinking, that face that was so familiar to her was Yuan Hui!

Or, he was the regent, Fu Changxi, whom Zhen Tingyun had heard of for a long time but never saw.

All the previous confusions and difficulties were solved at this moment.

No wonder, in the days when she rescued the other party in the stable, the regent's car was parked on the road abnormally for several days; No wonder, the jade pendant and flute he gave were engraved with Xi characters; no wonder, on the day the regent entered the capital, he was in a hurry when he returned to the courtyard; no wonder, the small county master of the Yan Wangfu deliberately condescended to go to his Xishan courtyard ; No wonder he could put the authentic work of the "Women's History" in a box of pearls and jade for her, just as a birthday present; no wonder Princess Yan, who had taken her fancy to her, changed her mind so easily...

Everything was explained, but Zhen Tingyun felt that he was a fool. After a moment of silence, he came back to his senses and knelt down with everyone.

The moment Fu Changxi saw her kneeling down, the expression on his face changed slightly, and then he pursed his lips, avoiding everyone's salute, and then turned to look at the Beiman messenger.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

The northern barbarians knew more about Fu Changxi's fierce name at the border these years than those in Chaoli. The Beiman messenger tightened his body the moment he heard Fu Changxi's voice. This was the subconscious reaction of the beasts on the grasslands when they encountered a crisis. At this time, when Fu Changxi raised his eyes to come and go, he was actually covered with hair on his body. rise.

However, remembering the King Khan's account and the eldest prince's plea before he left, the northern barbarian messenger straightened his back as much as possible and squeezed out a smile: "I heard that you have a phrase called 'Jinkou Yuyan', which means The words of the Lord cannot be changed as soon as they are spoken. Since the venerable Queen Mother agreed to the marriage between the two countries in front of everyone here, she will betrothed to the eldest prince of our country. The minister has also thanked in front of everyone. Well, it doesn't seem like the Prince Regent speaks against it at this time, doesn't it?"

As he said that, the Beiman messenger seemed to have taken the lead and found the courage to continue. He looked around, suddenly lowered his face, raised his voice and asked: "Or, you claim to be in the country, but in fact you don't keep your promises and rules! Are you just insulting my friends who came to ask for good?"

When this voice fell, everyone's expressions changed. Many people also felt that since the Queen Mother had already spoken, the Beiman messenger also thanked the public in public. Although the Queen Mother's decision was quite debatable, there was no need to face it. The faces of so many people go back on their word, it seems that the people in the center are different and the calibers are different, and they have lost the dignity of the upper country.

Moreover, the left and right is just to pick an unknown minister and daughter as the princess, and it is not her own girl. If sending it to Beiman can really get a few years of peace and the two countries will end their war, this may not be a bad thing.

However, Fu Changxi smiled when he heard the words, his facial features seemed to be deeper, with sharp edges and corners like a blade, and he was unparalleled. He said indifferently: "It seems that although you are a northern barbarian, you have also read books, and this king just has a few words here to teach you."

"'Be big-hearted and have no regrets, the country is chaotic and self-sufficient, and unexpectedly, the capital within the territory can be changed to its neighbors and enemies, and it can be destroyed'." The Beiman messenger said word by word, "'The country is small but not humble, who has little power but is not afraid of the strong, who is rude and insults big neighbors, and who is greedy and bad friends will perish.'"

The first Empress Dowager Zheng glanced at him, her glamorous face seemed to freeze for a moment, and her complexion turned pale-Fu Changxi quoted from "Han Feizi: The Fifteenth Conquest of the Dead", the first half of the sentence "big heart and heart." No regrets, the country is chaotic and self-sufficient." Obviously, this is to ridicule her for being arrogant and not wanting to repent, and the country is chaotic and self-proclaimed.

In the second half of the sentence, "the country is small but not lowly, the power is small but not afraid of the strong, the rude but insults the big neighbor, the greedy and the poor friend" means: the country is small but not lowly, weak but not strong Those who are afraid of power, who insult neighboring big countries without etiquette, who are greedy and stubborn but do not understand diplomacy, refer to the northern barbarians.

The Beiman messenger had indeed read the book. Although he did not understand it like Empress Dowager Zheng did, he understood the meaning of the words after a little thought. His face was blue and white for a while, and he only felt that the three words "death" spit out from Fu Changxi's mouth were like a blade sticking to the skin, not a threat, but more of a threat. He gritted his teeth, looked around, and saw that everyone was silent and did not say anything to help, so he could only ask in a stern voice: "Is your lord threatening me?"

"No, it's a reminder." Fu Changxi's eyes were deep.

The Beiman messenger was still reluctant to give up, so he had to insist: "After all, this is a promise made by the Queen Mother herself, Jinkou Yuyan, you ordinary people are all promises of gold, how can the Queen Mother's words be changed in the morning and evening?!"

The corners of Fu Changxi's lips were slightly raised, and he said in a cold tone of sarcasm: "You said it was the Queen Mother's promise, why didn't you let the Queen Mother marry you that big prince?!"

"Fu Changxi!" Empress Dowager Zheng finally couldn't sit still anymore, raised her hand and knocked on the armrest of the Feng seat, gritted her teeth and called out his name, sternly, "You are presumptuous!"

The people on the side finally reacted. They only watched the play before, but now they hurried forward to persuade the Prince Regent not to be too presumptuous-in any case, this is still a bit too much! How noble is the status of the queen mother, how can she be close to the northern barbarians? Is the emperor shameless? Is the court shameless?

Fu Changxi seemed to have reacted as well, and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, the queen mother cannot marry Beiman, otherwise it will disregard the face of the late emperor. So..."

Just listening to his voice, it seemed to contain the cold anger that was about to erupt, and everyone instinctively stopped.

But seeing Fu Changxi step forward, he stretched out his long arms, and immediately pulled Zhen Tingyun, who was standing beside Empress Zheng, to him.

Fu Changxi stood on the steps, holding Zhen Tingyun in his hand, looking down at everyone present, and asked word by word, "Can this king's concubine marry to Beiman? Or, you all want to Throwing this king's face to the ground and stepping on both feet?!"

Just now, Fu Changxi's actions are already jaw-dropping. As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked and lost their voices. Mu looked at Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun who was holding him dumbfounded, almost thinking that he was dazzled and deaf. Even Mrs. Pei didn't respond a little, she stared at Fu Changxi who was holding her granddaughter, and with a hasty movement of her elbow, she even brushed off the cup on the case.

Fu Changxi looked around and saw everyone's expressions at the moment: Empress Dowager Zheng's anger, Princess Huiguo's relief, Princess Yan's ease, Beiman messenger's panic, Madam Pei's disbelief ...and Zhen Tingyun's indifference.

Fu Changxi came down from the steps, took Zhen Tingyun's hand and led him back to the hall. His face was as solemn as before, as cold as a sword drawn from its sheath, but what everyone didn't see was that he was covered with long sleeves. He was quietly pinching Zhen Tingyun's palm to comfort him.

Zhen Tingyun still had a cold face, or she was too surprised and emotional, and her mind seemed to be a little dull.

Fu Changxi failed to coax his little girl, so he had to transfer his anger to the Beiman messenger. He looked at the pale-faced and speechless Beiman messenger, raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "I remember that you Beiman have a custom - only the most heroic warrior can win the beauty. If you are still not convinced, Then you can fight with me on behalf of your eldest prince, regardless of life or death."

The northern barbarian messenger was originally frightened, but when he heard the words, he was shaky, how could he respond? He almost clenched his teeth before he fainted, and he was so angry that he even scolded Queen Mother Zheng: "Why are people so vicious this day!" The Empress Dowager Zheng looked beautiful and delicate, but she actually pointed at the Princess Regent and said that she wanted to have a relationship. Now it's better, and she has provoked a fierce god...Fuck, he is here to ask for peace, isn't he provocative?

"How?" Seeing that the Beiman messenger didn't respond for a long time, Fu Changxi was also a little impatient, and put his hand on the long sword around his waist - as the regent, he had the privilege of entering the palace and not knowing the sword.

This is an extremely aggressive move.

Seeing this, the Beiman messenger came back to his senses, his legs softened, and he knelt down very conscientiously.

At this moment, the Beiman envoy also didn't care about his own face, lowered his head, and said shiveringly: "Yes, it's the servant who doesn't know what to do, and is wishful thinking, offends the princess, and asks the prince for forgiveness."

Only then did Fu Changxi feel satisfied. Thinking that the palace banquet was not over, he looked at the left and right ranks again, and Shi Shiran ordered the palace staff to add a table for him, saying: "The princess is sitting with this king. ."

In fact, many people present wanted to ask "is what your highness said true or false", "when did your highness marry the princess"... but Fu Changxi's voice was indifferent, but his description was cold and solemn. Ning, everyone is still afraid of the regent's usual majesty, and they dare not be too offensive, so they have to swallow this question.

On the other hand, the eldest Princess Huiguo, seeing Fu Changxi saying the word "Princess" so easily, could not help being both amused and angry, but as the eldest sister, she couldn't help but start to ponder: If she started planning the marriage now, I don't know if I can get married before the end of the year...

After thinking about it for a while, Princess Huiguo slowly remembered: Zhen Tingyun doesn't seem to have reached her age yet?

Alas, most people get married only after they are married. If the Zhen family loves their daughter and wants to stay for a few more years - Princess Huiguo can't help but remember that she sent someone to propose marriage to General Yang's mansion on behalf of her son not long ago. There was no refusal, but he also made a request: his family has only one daughter, thinking about staying for a few more years, it is best to wait until the women's school graduates.

If the Zhen family also wants to learn from the Yang family, and they have to wait until Zhen Tingyun graduates from women's school before they are willing to marry their daughter, wouldn't their younger brother have to wait another two years?

Thinking about her younger brother who has been a bachelor for more than 20 years, the eldest princess Huiguo seemed to be choked by something, and it was very uncomfortable. She had to avert her eyes again and looked to the side, only to see that the palace people were already moving, and following Fu Changxi's instructions, they quickly added two positions to Empress Zheng's side.

Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun to sit over, quite a bit like "I know you can't stand it, but I want to sit in front of you and see you angry and helpless".

Although Zhen Tingyun was still cold-faced and did not speak, but Fu Changxi was pouring her wine and taking snacks, and he did not avoid people when he spoke, and he could hear her from the side—

"This is fruit wine, isn't it intoxicating, can you taste it?"

"This moon cake is also sweet, filled with rose bean paste, similar to what you made for me..."

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Sitting at such an intimate table opposite, you can imagine how uncomfortable Empress Dowager Zheng's birthday banquet was. Even since Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun sat aside, Empress Dowager Zheng didn't say a few more words. When the palace banquet was hurriedly dispersed, she only said a few words on the scene, and quickly returned to the kindness with her sleeves. palace.

This birthday banquet has a high-profile beginning, ups and downs in the middle, and a hasty ending.

Even if the Empress Dowager Zheng herself said that this was the most painful birthday in her life-seeing her sweetheart sitting across from her, being intimate with a useless woman. This is a kind of torture comparable to torture. The Queen Mother Zheng was so disgusted that she couldn't drink a drop of wine.

She couldn't imagine, why did Fu Changxi fall in love with a little girl like Zhen Tingyun?

When he was young, he was riding a horse and leaning on the inclined bridge, full of red sleeves, and he could not be moved. What kind of concentration was that?

When Emperor Xiaozong gave him a marriage, he could also resolutely and categorically reject her cousin and go to the northern barbarians alone. What kind of determination was that?

With such determination, such determination, and such a hard-hearted person, how could someone like a little girl like Zhen Tingyun?

Empress Dowager Zheng always had a certainty in her heart, she felt that one day she would be able to impress Fu Changxi and renew the unfinished marriage between Fu and Zheng. But she never believed that Fu Changxi, who had always been indifferent to herself, would be moved by others.

As long as he remembered this banquet, Fu Changxi looked at Zhen Tingyun's eyes...

When Empress Dowager Zheng remembered that scene, she felt her chest was full of anger, and she couldn't help it any longer. She raised her hand and knocked all the jade and porcelain utensils in the hall to the ground.

The jade and porcelain utensils were smashed to the ground, and the ground was in a mess, but the Empress Dowager Zheng was still standing there, her face sinking like water, her expression gloomy and cold.

Just at this moment, there was a voice from outside the door——

"Niangniang, Zheng Cifu asks to see you."

Empress Dowager Zheng took a deep breath, and her chest, which had been heaving violently with jealousy and anger, seemed to have calmed down a little. She quickly cleared the look on her face, supported the hairpin on the bun with her long, white fingers, and walked slowly to the side hall.

The maids and eunuchs of the Ci'en Palace all fell to their knees on the ground, respectfully sending the Queen Mother off. It was not until the figure of Empress Dowager Zheng disappeared in the hall that they breathed a sigh of relief and began to sort out the mess on the ground. After changing it again, the aroma in the hall is complicated, so we need to open the window to ventilate, and replace the incense cake in the incense burner......

After such a series of actions, everything in the hall seems to be the same as before.

The Empress Dowager Zheng sat in the side hall to meet and talk with Zheng Cifu.

In the end, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, even if Zheng Cifu is a biological father, when meeting at this time, he still has to bow to Empress Dowager Zheng first. When the Empress Dowager Zheng gave him a seat and backed away, only Zheng Cifu was left in the hall before accepting his face respectfully.

Empress Dowager Zheng didn't care, and asked casually, "Father is here at this time, what's the matter?"

Zheng Cifu came here to ask for his guilt. He looked at his queen mother's daughter, lowered his voice and asked, "Isn't this matter of Beiman already discussed? You can't use your brain and think for a while before you speak and do things? Even if you tell me in advance, let me It's good to have some preparations! Now that the public agrees to a marriage indiscriminately, and is refuted by the regent in a few words, where do you put your face as the queen mother?"

Empress Dowager Zheng felt impatient and turned her head to the side, her neck slender and straight like the neck of a swan. She looked indifferent, apparently not wanting to say more: "This is the end of the matter, why should father say more."

Zheng Cifu knew his daughter best, but he didn't know what she meant. At this time, his expression became cold, and he sneered: "I think you haven't given up yet, right?"

Empress Dowager Zheng was silent for a moment, then turned to stare at him, without giving in at all, and said slowly, "Aren't you also giving up?"

The father and daughter looked at each other for a long time, and soon withdrew their gazes, knowing each other's meaning in their hearts.

Zheng Cifu knew Empress Dowager Zheng's affection for Fu Changxi; Empress Dowager Zheng also knew that Zheng Cifu sent someone to assassinate Fu Changxi.

In fact, although they are father and daughter, they are actually more like allies. Ever since Empress Dowager Zheng entered the palace as a latecomer, Zheng Cifu seems to have re-acquainted with his daughter-before that, he never knew that he was raised in a boudoir. Daughter has such ingenuity.

So, from the time Empress Dowager Zheng entered the palace, Zheng Cifu also rose step by step. Their father and daughter, like like-minded allies, cooperated with each other inside and out, excluding dissidents, climbing up step by step, grabbing the supreme power and status.

Even though the late emperor had considered many aspects at the beginning, the late emperor was frail and sickly, and lived in the deep palace for a long time. Empress Dowager Zheng was so amazingly beautiful and thoughtful, and it was inevitable that a husband and wife had to be sincere after getting along for a long time. The late emperor unknowingly favored the Empress Dowager Zheng, his beloved wife, and many of the Zheng family's relatives, making the Zheng family more and more important.

Before Fu Changxi appeared, Zheng Cifu valued and was very satisfied with his daughter. The only downside was that her daughter failed to give birth to a prince with the blood of the Zheng family. But it doesn't matter, it can still be repaired. After all, when the little emperor was born, he left his mother to keep a son, and he was brought up by Empress Dowager Zheng. As long as the little emperor marries a Zheng family daughter and gives birth to a prince with the blood of the Zheng family, the Zheng family will probably be able to preserve the wealth and glory for decades.

only……

However, the only point of contention between the like-minded allies Zheng Cifu and the Empress Dowager Zheng was Fu Changxi.

Zheng Cifu was both afraid and fearful of the Prince Regent. He wanted to get rid of him for a long time, and then he sent someone to assassinate the Prince Regent on his way to the capital, but unfortunately he failed; Empress Dowager Zheng, however, had a tender heart and hoped to be able to fight with Fu Changxi as jade and silk, with all kinds of tenderness. , Compromise step by step, but Fu Changxi is still hard-hearted, unmoved, she also failed.

At this point, it seems that there is no use in regenerating gas. Zheng Cifu couldn't help but sighed, and finally calmed down, he relaxed his expression, showing the concern of a loving father, and persuaded softly: "Niangniang, you are already the empress dowager, and your honor is already extremely high, so why bother? To think about impossible people and things?"

Empress Dowager Zheng did not speak.

The candles in the hall flickered, and the pearls were full of light, just like the daytime.

Empress Dowager Zheng's stunningly beautiful face seemed to be illuminated by the light as well, incredibly beautiful but expressionless.

At this moment, she looks like a statue, with a heart like a stone, unshakable, and it is definitely not something that can be moved by human words.

Seeing this, Zheng Cifu also understood his daughter's intentions, and quickly accepted the father's face, and could only say: "If that's the case, then when the regent marries the concubine, the old minister will come and talk to the empress."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Cifu had already stood up to salute and walked out of the hall. Before he stepped out of the hall door, he heard the crackling sound in the hall - it was the sound of Empress Zheng smashing things. She pretended not to move like a mountain, but in the end she was angered by his last few words.

Zheng Cifu's heart was like a mirror, he didn't look back, and his feet kept leaving the Ci'en Palace.

At this moment, Zheng Cifu also had some hope in his heart that Fu Changxi could get married and marry a concubine sooner - as he thought about it: women's love and hate are always fierce, weak, and inexplicable. Maybe, by that time, Empress Dowager Zheng will turn from love to hate towards Fu Changxi.

Fu Changxi also wanted to get married that day—as early as a month ago, he ordered Tang He to prepare the dowry, but Zhen Tingyun did not agree.

After the banquet was over, Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun's hand and said a few words to Madam Pei, "Don't worry, Madam, this king will send Tingyun back."

Even though Mrs. Pei was used to seeing big scenes, she didn't expect her granddaughter to be valued by the Prince Regent. Because she had heard a lot of stories about the Prince Regent from Mrs. Pei, she was very impressed. Even if the Prince Regent was talking to her in a pleasant manner at this time, she was inevitably a little nervous in her heart. She didn't dare to refute, and said quickly: "Then trouble the lord."

"Nothing," Fu Changxi nodded slightly, and said again, "If it's too late today, and the old lady is getting old again, it will be very tiring to go out like this, why don't you pass on a chariot for transportation?"

This, this is okay? Mrs. Pei was surprised, but she quickly said modestly: "No need, I can still walk, so I don't need to trouble the prince."

However, Fu Changxi said, "It's not too much trouble." After saying that, he asked someone to pass Bu Nian to send Old Madam Pei out.

Then, Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun's hand and walked towards the palace gate.

Today is full moon, and the night is deep. When the moon and stars are sparse, the entire Miyagi is like a very tired beast.

The guards had already received Fu Changxi's orders, and quietly fell behind a few steps, separating the palace maids and eunuchs on one side, so that they could leave some space for Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun to speak.

Seeing no one left or right, it was quiet in private. Fu Changxi finally let go of the heart he had been holding, and then he looked down at Zhen Tingyun who was beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Still angry?"

These words, he wanted to ask at the banquet just now - this whole night, Zhen Tingyun had a cold face, poured her wine and drank it, gave her a drink to eat, and there was not a word next to him. Fu Changxi knew at a glance that she was angry, but there were so many people at the banquet that he was afraid that if he asked, it would make Zhen Tingyun emotional, so he endured it until now.

In the end, he was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, it was like poking a hornet's nest. Zhen Tingyun, who had been quiet and silent, finally couldn't hold back his anger.

She was really angry, and her words seemed pale and powerless at this time, so she simply lifted her leg and kicked Fu Changxi.

The guards who were still not far away were still paying attention to the prince's safety: It's really been a long time since saw anyone who dared to do something to the prince, oh no, they moved their feet!

It's really a long time to see... In other words, are they going to stop them now, or are they pretending to be invisible?

After a while, the guards present seemed to have received some orders, and all turned their heads, thinking they were looking at the scenery, and saw nothing but the scenery.