Although Sun Ang is a leisurely man, if you want to invite him out, it is really not the words of a few pavilion elders that can work.
Helpless, Qin Yan could only reluctantly pass the note to the palace again, asking the emperor to come forward.
This time, Emperor Zhizheng was more direct and sent Wang Mian, the third person in charge of the Supervisor of Rites.
Wait until Wang Mian arrives at the princess mansion.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra playing in the distance.
He stopped the servants of the Princess Mansion who were about to go in to report, and stood at the door of the backyard to look into the small artificial lake in the garden.
Good guy...
My skin is clean and innocent, and I come to the Yuliyao Pond at dawn.
The pavilion is covered with green, full of dimples, and the make-up is washed away in time.
The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes dance, the souls are broken and the water flows. It still smells like the old days, but the flowers are not the same and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo.
Sun Ang, the Prince Consort of the Wei Dynasty, was leaning against the red and green trees, taking a bite of the leather cups handed to him by his concubines, laughing and pecking at them, feeling very happy.
The servants on the side turned green when they saw this scene.
He looked at Wang Mian's expression worriedly.
I saw Wang Mian smiling and looking into the lake without saying a word. Not only did he not have any disgust in his expression, but he followed the sound of silk and bamboo in the boat with great interest, tapping the pattern on his robe with one hand.
But after all, Wang Mian is a member of the palace, and he is also the eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch in charge of etiquette. Although the princess is not here now, but when this scene spreads to the palace, what do the old concubines think? What does the emperor think?
While he was anxious, perhaps Sun Ang in the middle of the lake had received the news, and the music stopped immediately. Sun Ang hurriedly arranged his clothes and asked his servants to punt the boat to the shore.
When Wang Mian saw Sun Ang here, he had a smile on his face.
Sun Ang was now in his fifties, and when he saw Wang Mian's expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, his face suddenly turned red.
"Why do you have time to come to the princess's house today?" Sun Ang asked Wang Mian to come into the house to talk.
Wang Mian smiled and said: "The Sa family can leave the palace, naturally it is because of the emperor's imperial decree!"
"Oh?" Sun Ang said, "What has the emperor sent me for?"
Seeing the surprised Sun Ang stop, Wang Mian also stopped: "Your Majesty's decree!"
After hearing this, Sun Ang immediately knelt on the ground and listened to the order: "Sun Ang, please go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites quickly to handle your king's affairs. Don't delay!"
After listening to the emperor's words, Sun Ang's face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.
"Father-in-law, look at this..."
Wang Mian smiled and said: "Prince-in-law, you are the emperor's brother-in-law and a descendant of the clan's mansion. The chief minister of your family came to Beijing to cause trouble and blocked the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites and refused to leave. This is the matter of your clan's mansion!"
Bullshit, Sun Ang cursed in his heart.
Damn Zongren Mansion, this yamen of Zongren Mansion, he doesn’t know how many times a year he goes there.
He just occupies a position in it. When did the affairs of the clan come under his control?
Is the Rites Yamen blocked?
Na Ta Ma really wants to go there with firecrackers and set them off, so that everyone in the world can celebrate!
Isn’t your etiquette department very good on weekdays?
Take a concubine by yourself, Qiu Teng, your nose is not a nose, and your eyes are not eyes. Now you know how to ask me for help?
late!
"Eunuch Wang, as you know, my sect is just a name. Since when have I come forward to handle practical matters? Otherwise, you should find Bachelor Qiu. Their Rites Department is in charge of all affairs of the vassal state. Isn't that right? ? You don’t even have to travel!”
Hearing Sun Ang's words, Wang Mian knew that he had resentment in his heart. Nonsense, anyone who had been a widower for decades would have resentment.
When Princess Yunyang was alive, she probably wasn't very keen on that aspect.
However, she herself is not keen on it, and she does not allow her consort to be keen either.
The prince-in-law was a new scholar at that time, and he thought that he would marry the princess, and he would have a double happiness.
Who would have thought that once you enter the house, you will be a widower.
That's terrible!
Finally the princess left a few years ago.
Not a single son or daughter was left behind.
Sun Ang completely let himself go, and his concubines were brought into the house one after another.
It seemed that it was going to finish all the things that had not been done in decades, causing a lot of discussion in the capital.
Qiu Teng talked to Sun Ang several times for the sake of the royal family's dignity.
Unexpectedly, Sun Ang nodded superficially and took another concubine tomorrow, which made Old Master Qiu so angry that his beard trembled when he saw him, and the grudge between the two was thus forged!
Wang Mian knew that he had resentment in his heart, so he stopped talking nonsense and asked, "Is this what the prince consort means?"
"yes!"
"Then I will go back to the palace and report to the emperor, and ask the emperor to choose someone else to go!"
When Sun Ang heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Don't, don't! Eunuch Wang, hey, look at me, I just like to say some witty words."
"The emperor's decree, even if you give me ten courages, I wouldn't dare to disobey it. I'll go right away, go right now!"
Wang Mian smiled slightly and said: "That's okay, then I will go back and tell the emperor and ancestors that the prince consort is loyal to the country and works hard without complaint!"
"Alas! Haha, father-in-law, this is just a small thought. I want you to speak more for me in front of the emperor!"
Wang Mian did not reach out to take it. A young eunuch came out from behind him and took the banknote.
Wang Mian then smiled and said: "I just said that after hearing the oral instructions, the consort left the house without stopping!"
When Sun Ang heard this, he suddenly smiled!
He has a very loyal public and a country, and he works hard without complaining.
If Wang Mian really wants to go back and report like this, then something big will happen.
"Dog eunuch!"
…
After Wang Mian left, although Sun Ang was reluctant, he could only call a carriage and go to the Rites Yamen.
As soon as he walked to East Street, not far from the Ministry of Rites, he saw a field of plains in the distance: "Hey, there's a lot of movement!"
But the next second he said "poof": "Unlucky!"
I heard that Sun Ang, the consort of the Zongren Mansion, was here.
Wu Yurong was also a little confused.
Who this person is, he knows even though he is far away in Henan.
What did the court think and why did they carry him out?
"I've seen the clan members!" Wu Yurong saw Sun Ang dismounting and quickly stepped forward and bowed.
Sun Ang had nothing to do with Prince Ru's palace. When he saw Wu Yurong, he said directly: "What's going on with you? You have withdrawn, how can you behave like this! Humph!"
When Wu Yurong saw him putting on a show, he sneered in his heart, but still said with a sad look on his face: "Prince Consort, we can't evacuate. The old prince's body is not cold yet, and he is still waiting for the court to allocate money for burial!"
"Then you go to the Ministry of Finance, what's the use of doing this?"
Yes, this person doesn’t know anything.
I guess lying on a woman’s belly all day long has made your brain go mush, right?
Wu Yurong had no choice but to tell the story from beginning to end.
Although Sun Ang was born as a Jinshi, he must not be stupid, but after so many years, he has long since become useless.
Hearing Wu Yurong's words, he was furious: "The imperial court wants money to appease the border troops, can't you wait two days?"
"Besides, your prince's palace is still short of money? I heard that you built more than 3,000 acres of good siltation fields at Hukou last year..."
The people around them originally had the attitude of just watching the fun.
Suddenly I heard that there were more than 3,000 acres of good silt fields, and my eyes turned red.
More than three thousand acres.
More than 3,000 acres cannot even bury a person?
Now, your palace is still blocking the door of the Ministry of Rites to ask for money?
One of the scholars shook his head and cursed: "What a bunch of silverfish, greedy and greedy!"
