Now that the prince was getting older and had a family, and he was quite prestigious in the hearts of the people, Murong Fu began to delegate power to him without hesitation, not only allowing him to go to court to listen to politics, but also to do all major matters related to the construction of people's livelihood. Everything was delegated to him.
Even in private, Murong Fu reminded Murong Chengze to be more friendly with the officials. After all, there is no prince in Dayan, only the prince and the emperor. Even if there is a so-called princeling party, he will be attached to the emperor in the future. Murong Fu did not have to worry about partisanship in the DPRK.
Moreover, he also wished that Murong Chengze would take power as soon as possible so that he could take his concubines back to Peach Blossom Island to enjoy happiness.
Murong Chengze could more or less guess what his father was thinking. If there was no one in the world who didn't want to be the emperor, then his father was definitely a breath of fresh air in the world.
From Murong Chengze's point of view, the reason why his father wanted to restore the country was just to fulfill the mission of the Murong family for generations. Now that his last wish has been fulfilled, some people may no longer want to stay in the palace.
Therefore, he also took his father's private words to win over the officials to his heart. He did not think that this was a temptation from the emperor's family since ancient times, but that his father really did not want to be the emperor.
Before I knew it, another two months had passed.
As winter has arrived, the sky in the north is vast, with heavy snow falling, the sky is covered with fog, no white clouds can be seen when looking up, and the cold wind penetrates the body.
Wang Yuyan, who originally went to the East Palace to visit the Crown Princess every day, did not know why today, but braved the heavy snow and came to the Yingwu Hall with a somewhat sullen look on her face, as if she had lingering resentments.
Murong Fu was reviewing the memorial when he saw Wang Yuyan suddenly walked in. He, who had always known his cousin's character, stopped writing and walked over and asked with concern, "What makes you unhappy?"
Listening to Murong Fu's gentle voice, Wang Yuyan's expression softened and she said, "I just went to the East Palace."
Murong Fu smiled and sat down next to her, poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of her to warm his hands, then smiled and said, "Are you going to guard your good grandson again?"
Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, and then she said angrily, "Where's your good grandson? If you are so heartless, we may not even be able to hold him when we are buried in the soil."
"Why do you say that? But the Crown Princess made you angry? Isn't that right?"
Murong Fu was a little confused by Wang Yuyan's words, but he still understood Zhao Yupan's character. He was sensible, gentle and virtuous. Although he grew up under the training of Li Qiushui, his temperament was very similar to that of Li Qinglu. He should not Will there be problems with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?
Wang Yuyan took a sip of tea and said, "It's not Yu'er's child, it's just Ze'er who's to blame. It's just nonsense!"
Murong Fu became somewhat interested when he heard this, "Ze'er has always been obedient, but it's surprising that she can make you angry."
Seeing him gloating about his misfortune, Wang Yuyan suddenly became anxious and said angrily, "You still come to make fun of me. You, a father, don't even know how to care."
Murong Fu saw that his cousin was indeed depressed, so he hurried forward, held her in his arms and comforted her, and asked, "What is it?"
Wang Yuyan felt her whole body warm up as soon as she was next to her cousin. Her hands that had just been frosted also felt a touch of warmth, and she felt relieved and said, "You also know why I went to the East Palace every day for the past two months. Bar?"
"How could I not know? My cousin, you are in a hurry to have a grandson, and you use the excuse of visiting every day to check your daughter-in-law's happiness? Hahaha!"
Talking about this matter, Murong Fu laughed again.
Regarding the matter of his grandson, he was not that anxious, and since neither Murong Chengze nor Zhao Yupan had practiced the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, it should be a certainty that they would have many children and many blessings in the future.
Wang Yuyan saw that he was still smiling, so she couldn't help but hit him on the shoulder. She was sulking and said, "You also remember that I have been here for two months, but there is no movement in the child Yu'er's belly. You Guess why?"
"I wouldn't have guessed that."
Murong Fu felt embarrassed, thinking about this young couple. How could he, the father, have the nerve to ask or guess?
When Wang Yuyan saw that he didn't guess, she immediately said angrily, "It's all your fault for that good son. It's not that Yu'er didn't live up to expectations, it's because Ze'er felt sorry for that girl Fu'er, so she refused to have a child with Yu'er, so she planned to Wait until spring next year and ask for it after marrying Fu'er. Do you think he is messing around?"
"How dare he decide such a major life event privately without discussing it with you and me. If... if he misses the best opportunity, it will be difficult for him to want it again in the future!"
For example, she and her cousin couldn't conceive a second child no matter how hard they worked.
The sisters in the harem are all eager to see her, and they only hope to add children to the Murong family. If her son is like his father in the future, then she will become the sinner of the Murong family.
Although Murong Cheng once said that this matter was related to the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he was his son after all. Wang Yuyan would be confused if he cared about him, so how could he not be anxious?
Being anxious, he naturally began to think wildly.
Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan's concerns were obviously different. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "How can he say no to such a thing? I see that the Crown Princess's eyebrows are blooming. It is obvious that they are already happy, right?"
He thought to himself that this world does not have the high technology of later generations. One of these two people is a young man, and the other is a new wife. They are newlyweds and on their honeymoon. They should not be able to endure the loneliness in the boudoir, right?
However, Wang Yuyan's face turned red and she suddenly whispered something shyly in his ear.
Murong Fu suddenly realized after hearing this, and thought that just plowing the fields without sowing seeds would indeed greatly reduce the risk of pregnancy.
Seeing that Wang Yuyan was shy and annoyed, rarely showing any signs of losing her composure, Murong Fu was secretly distressed. If he had known, he would have let this boy marry both princesses at once.
In order to appease Wang Yuyan's eagerness to beg her grandson, Murong Fu decided to bring the wedding in the autumn of next year to Ruichun next year. It was a big deal and would be held again. It was all to celebrate the first melting of Ruixue and the coming of the New Year, and to bring joy.
After hearing this, Wang Yuyan still felt that it was inappropriate, but there seemed to be no other good solution at the moment.
Ever since, just when Murong Fu was holding Wenxiang Runyu in his arms and his thoughts were wandering, Wang Yuyan suddenly got up and went to the East Palace to tell her in a hurry. At such a speed, he even used Lingbo Weibu.
Murong Fu felt helpless and amused at the same time, so he could only drink all the tea on the table to lose his temper.
Just when Murong Fu was a little disappointed and was about to continue immersing himself in reviewing the memorial, he suddenly heard the eunuch outside the palace shouting, "Your Majesty, Empress Hui is asking for an audience outside the palace."
Murong Fu's heart moved and he immediately called.
I saw Kang Min wearing a purple palace dress, and Pingting walked in gracefully, wearing a snow-white fox fur, which seemed to be wide and covering her body, but in fact it could not hide her graceful and seductive figure, her lotus steps She walked forward, swaying, and the white light reflected in the ice and snow shone on her jade-like cheeks, making her beautiful and charming.
