Chapter 230: Prince = Double Dragon Head + Pig Head
The people of Ulanara's family were relieved.
The news received by Nalan Kuifang from the eldest brother's side was: "It's hard for Third Young Master Ulanala to refuse the prince's kind invitation. He can't accept the eldest brother's kindness at the moment."
Nalan Kuifang had already been beaten and had to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days because he agreed to Princess Shushen without authorization and signed the letter of divorce.
After receiving the news that Uranala Fucun rejected the eldest brother, he was beaten again and had to continue to kneel in the ancestral hall for a month.
Nalan Mingzhu finished venting her anger on her younger son, and turned to her eldest brother and suggested angrily: "Eldest brother, Fucun will definitely not agree to the prince directly. We should go and explore again, and provide benefits when necessary. It’s okay to let him come here first.”
The eldest brother waved his hand and said impatiently: "No need."
"Even facing my fourth brother, I, the eldest brother, have never had such a good face."
"This Fu Cun is just Si Fujin's brother, and he doesn't have much ability. If you invite him once, you have already given him a huge face."
"It's because he doesn't know what's good or bad, and he doesn't understand Taishan. Why should I invite him again and again?"
"If it reaches the ears of the prince, wouldn't it make him laugh? He thinks that I am going to pick up someone he doesn't want, but that's not okay."
"Ming Xiang, my decision has been made. You are not allowed to send people to please Fu Cun in private."
"If you let me know, I will definitely be unhappy."
Nalan Mingzhu was helpless: "Old minister, naturally I belong to my elder brother."
"If you don't want Fucun, Sifujin also has a younger brother named Wuge. Of course, he is not as good as the Imperial Academy who Fucun passed the examination on his own, but he is also quite smart."
The eldest brother was even more impatient: "You said you can't compare to Fu Cun, why do you still mention it?"
"Besides, do we have to win over Sifujin's family now? Are they that important?"
"If you ask me, Prime Minister Ming, there is no young talent in the capital that can compare to Brother Nalan."
"I know you are very sad Mingxiang after Brother Nalan is gone. No matter how sad you are, you can't just treat him like a cat or a dog."
"As the eldest son of the emperor, I'm not that picky."
No matter who mentions Nalan Xingde, who died young, they will undoubtedly stab Nalan Mingzhu in the chest.
Unfortunately, the eldest brother didn't even know it after he stabbed the knife.
Nalan Kuexu couldn't listen anymore and said: "Brother, Ama, that's not what he meant..."
The eldest brother didn't want to listen anymore: "Of course I forgot to mention that, except for you, Kuixu, given time, you will naturally be comparable to eldest brother Nalan. The same cannot be said for others."
Nalan Mingzhu shook her head at her second son.
The eldest brother did not see that the father and son proposed to win over Sifujin's brothers. The problem was not Fucun and Wuge themselves.
But it’s the fourth elder brother and his wife.
Recently, Long Live the Lord has designated the prince and the eldest brother to be responsible for improving rice varieties, including hybrid rice.
But this is only a temporary benefit on the surface.
Not to mention that hybrid rice seed production is in the hands of the people behind Si Age.
The third most high-quality rice seed was planted one year but not the next.
Furthermore, the emperor did not mention the candidates for promoting the three high-yielding crops of potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn.
This in itself is worth pondering.
Si Age and his wife are undoubtedly the key to high-yielding crops.
It was okay to offend him before. At that time, everyone had good qualities, and it was justifiable to compete in front of the emperor.
Now that the winner has been decided, how can we not have a good relationship with Si Age and his wife? Otherwise, how can we complete the task of promoting rice seeds?
Winning Si Fujin's brothers over was not only a messenger, but also a "handle" around him. He Chou couldn't control the right to speak with Si Age and his wife.
The eldest brother cannot be a polite corporal.
If only he could imitate the Eighth Prince of Yanxi Palace.
Nalan and his son sighed and left.
Yuqing Palace.
Hahazhu Dezhu, who was responsible for recruiting Ulanara Fucun, returned to the palace and even more jealously rejected Fucun.
The prince was naturally furious when he heard this: "What are you talking about? Fucun would rather accept the recruitment of the eldest brother than come to Gu's side? He doesn't even like Zhan Shifu?"
"Rebel him!"
Hua La, the diner, cleared everyone out of the room to prevent the prince from getting angry and causing harm to innocent people.
The prince is now surrounded by his people, and if he kills one of them, it will be Hua La's loss, and he will never get back the effort and financial resources he invested before.
Hua La squeezed the prince's shoulders and tried her best to soothe his mood: "Prince, why should you be angry for an irrelevant person who doesn't know the importance of it."
"It was just a casual mention before Suo Xiang. He is so ignorant, I think the life after the Imperial College will not be easy."
Upon hearing this, Dezhu knew that Hua La would have some arrangements, and quickly answered: "That's right, the prince will just wait for his end. I brought in a lot of fresh berries today, doesn't the prince like to eat them?" How about I feed you?"
The prince held Hua La's hand: "Dezhu, you go wash the berries and let Hua La press it first."
Dezhu secretly scolded Hua La for fighting for favor secretly, but he just smiled aggrievedly: "Nu Nu knows that the prince always likes Hua La's service, so Nu Nu will be here soon."
The prince started to move, just lowering his head and waving for Dezhu to go out.
Dezhu almost slammed the study door.
The servants who were guarding outside dispersed in a hurry, not daring to make the grim-faced Dezhu unhappy.
Mei Zi, who was hiding in the dark, had prepared the draft of the report with a blank face, but in fact she was shocked inside.
It seems that the rumors spread by outsiders that the current prince is a double-headed man are probably true.
The concubines in the backyard are really pregnant.
The "competition" between Haha Zhuzi, the diners and the waiters around the prince was even more intense than in the backyard.
If it weren't for the prince's ruthless tactics and unpredictable ways, the Huahua gossip here would probably be more exciting than any other in the capital.
I wonder how Si Fujin will react when he receives it.
Lu Pheasant, who had known about it for a long time, thought that this was not as good as the wonderful melon in future generations. She ordered someone to send a message to Meizi to protect herself.
Then he asked the gentle scholar Fox in front of him: "Third brother, why are you here?"
Scholar Fox Fucun immediately covered his chest: "Sister, the third brother is about to be kicked out of the Imperial College. So I quickly asked for leave and came over to feel the warmth of my family."
Lu Zhi expressionlessly took away the potato chips, French fries and sweet potato sticks in front of him, and handed them to Wuge beside him: "Can you tell the truth now?"
"Wuge, hold your claws!" Fucun threatened his younger brother first, then turned around, "Sister, listen to the third brother's sophistry... No, explain..."
Wuge didn't care about the third brother's threat at all, and happily ate French fries, enjoying himself.
Lu Zhi reminded: "Don't eat too much."
Wuge is very well-behaved: "I know, otherwise I will turn into a pig's head like the prince!"
Lu Pheasant held up his forehead: "Third brother, tell me! Is it the eldest brother's people who are making things difficult for you, or the prince's?"
