"Your Highness, this is not an old man looking for trouble. It is really the Shang Palace Bureau that is pressing hard. These will be recorded in the palace register in the future!"
"I told you to stop talking!" Zhang Huiheng was furious. He slapped the mother-of-pearl round table and said, "What? I left the palace and there is no use talking now?"
Mrs. Wang was startled by Zhang Huiheng's action of slapping the table.
Only then did she realize that Princess Qinghe had been fond of wielding swords since she was a child, and her temper was not as arbitrary as that of the eldest daughter of the emperor.
Look at her face again...
Mrs. Wang had no choice but to say aggrievedly: "Isn't this all for the sake of you, princess?"
Zhang Huiheng didn't want the mother-in-law who had brought her up to be too shameless, so he said slowly: "There was no trial marriage before the wedding. The queen also knows that."
"What the prince-in-law said is not unreasonable! Now that the deal is done, even if he... has made up his mind anyway, why bother trying?"
After that, she looked at Rou'er: "Rong'er, go back and rest. You don't need to serve the consort today!"
Ronger felt happy and quickly came to Zhang Huiheng's side and said, "I want to wait for the princess to rest!"
Mrs. Wang curled her lips and muttered something in a low voice.
…
After a night of silence, Xu He woke up early from his study. After reading for a while, he froze in place. It turned out that he had become a married person today.
Looked around.
tragedy.
I’ve seen people get married and sleep in the study.
He was just sitting at his desk thinking about last night when there was a knock on the door.
Ding Ze came in with a basin in his hands and a strange look on his face: "Sir, no, sir, you have to wash up. The princess will also pay homage to the madam later!"
"Master? Who told you to change this title? It sounds weird!"
Ding Ze smiled and said: "That was taught by Zhang E, the envoy in the front yard!"
The so-called Zhong Envoy Si Sicheng was the former Sicheng of the Princess Mansion, a junior official of the eighth rank, who was in charge of all matters in the Princess Mansion.
However, this Sicheng basically has nothing to control. Except for some external activities, the inner courtyard of the princess's palace is managed by the original palace lord's mother-in-law.
Outside, the eunuchs sent by the Supervisor of Ceremonies were in charge.
This owl is actually just a casual worker. It is estimated that if he meets a boss like Sun Ang, no one will care about him even if he is not working for a year.
After Xu He washed up, Ding Ze called his sister Juan'er to comb his hair. Xu He said, "Juan'er, where is your good sister? Didn't she come with you this time?"
Juanzi said sheepishly: "Sister Yatou said she wanted to serve Uncle Dong and his wife! Now that Brother Dong has become an official and is away from home, we can't have only the elderly at home!"
Xu He nodded, turned to Ding Ze and said, "After a while, remind me that if Uncle Jia, Uncle Dong, and the Qian family of Huibin House want to come to the capital, you can help make arrangements!"
Ding Ze nodded upon hearing this.
"Also, teachers, professors from the government schools, Chu Yuan, Ouyang Jun, Gao Guoguang and others have to remind me to write letters. You go and prepare some gifts first!"
"How is Sanrang's study going? By the way, Master Xie, Master Xie's place...!"
As soon as Xu He explained, he talked for a quarter of an hour.
Now he has won the first prize and now he has become the prince-in-law.
At least from the outside world, it feels extremely beautiful.
The more times like this, the more important it is to act in a low-key manner.
But when it comes to making old friends, you must be considerate of everything.
We are already separated by a mountain. If there is no more human contact, the friendship in the past will soon fade away.
After Ding Ze wrote them down one by one, he urged with a smile: "Master, hurry up and meet Her Royal Highness the Princess to salute the Dowager Madam!"
"It sounds weird. From now on, you'll still call me Young Master. You can call me Liangsheng!"
"Yes!" Ding Ze responded as he followed Xu He out.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw two people in green robes standing outside.
Seeing Xu He coming out, the two of them quickly cupped their hands and said, "I've seen the consort."
One of the eunuchs dressed up came up and whispered: "Consort, I am the godson of Eunuch Zheng, and my name is Liu Biao! If you have anything to say to the palace in the future, you can also ask me as a slave!"
When Xu He heard this, he immediately became interested.
Lao Zheng is the mother-in-law's assistant.
This man named Liu Biao can talk to Lao Zheng. Doesn't this mean that he has no problem communicating with his mother-in-law?
This is a useful person.
Obviously, this arrangement was Lao Zheng's way of showing his favor to him.
Thinking of this, he said to Ding Ze: "Eunuch Zheng has helped me. Ding Ze, take Liu Biao down and make two arrangements. One is for Eunuch Liu to send to Eunuch Zheng in the palace, and the other is..."
Speaking of this, he smiled at Liu Biao and said: "There is still one more. From now on, you will have to worry about the princess's house!"
Liu Biao was overjoyed and bowed: "Your Majesty, you are so polite!"
"Haha, of course you have to be polite to Liu Jingsheng, one of the Eight Horsemen of Jingzhou!"
Liu Biao blinked when he heard this, wondering what the "Eight Horses of Jingzhou" was!
At this time, another low-ranking official in a green robe stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Prince-in-law, I am sending you the envoy to the imperial office, Zhang E!"
Xu He heard that his accent was very familiar, so he wondered: "Where is Zhang Sicheng from?"
The reason why Zhang E didn't speak Mandarin was because of this question. He bowed and said: "Xiaguan is from Sizhou Wei, Zhili. His courtesy name is Zhifu. In the 26th year of Zhizheng Dynasty, he passed the Nanzhili Township Examination and passed the examination. , waiting for a vacancy in the civil service department, and was not assigned to the government until today!"
In the twenty-sixth year of his reign, Xu He was secretly speechless.
Although it is difficult to elect officials, it is still very simple to get a county magistrate or something as long as you are willing to spend money.
The other party waited for ten years, and finally only waited for this opportunity...
Xu He cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be Friend Zhang!"
When an official is exchanging diplomas with someone, he calls him "little friend" when he sees a scholar. Even if the person is seventy or eighty years old, he calls him "little friend." When he meets a scholar, he calls him "friend" even if he has never met him!
But Xu He calls "friend" here, which is learned.
Calling the other party [noble official] is too alienating.
Since the other party was a fellow from Nanzhili, and he deliberately spoke in dialect, his intention was obviously to show his goodwill towards him.
In other words, did the other party choose Sicheng from the Princess Mansion really for this eighth-grade official?
They obviously came here for me!
It's not easy to mention the official name.
Call the other person "friend" directly, highlight the other person's identity, and hear the other person's highlight moment, and feel comfortable.
It’s all knowledge!
Sure enough, after Zhang E heard the three words [Zhang Friend], his face suddenly showed joy, and his posture became even more humble: "Consort, it's time to go and meet the princess. If you need help in the future, please feel free to send me! "
"Brother Zhifu!" Xu He cupped his hands and said nothing more.
Everything goes without saying, I understand you!
After a face-to-face meeting, Xu He smoothed over the two managers in the mansion, and Xu He became more confident in his plan to turn the princess mansion into Xu mansion.
Let's go and see what's going on!
Is the princess still angry?
I already took the opportunity to express my stance last night!
"Sorry everyone, I won't write anymore!
I plan to quit the writing circle. I feel that writing is becoming less and less interesting. I just keep writing about it!
My passion for writing is also slowly fading!
I declare!
After writing today, I won’t write any more this year!
Ahem, I’ll write again next year!
Happy New Year to my friends!
Please support me next year!
Ha ha! "
