At this point, looking at Huang Qiong's scholar uniform, King Yong suddenly said with some hindsight: "By the way, what is the title of your family? Is it the general of the country, or the lieutenant of the auxiliary country? Since it is a clan , why don’t you wear a formal dress when you enter the palace to meet the saint? This formal dress is prepared by Zongzheng Temple, and you don’t have to spend your own money and food. Even if you can’t open the pot, there is no need to save money for them, right?”
"There is no way. There are many children in the family, and I am the son of a concubine. The title of nobility is not mine, my mother is not favored, and I have no share in the family's property. This dress is one of the few that can You can do it." Huang Qiong didn't care about this guy's nonsense and followed his words.
However, he was not careless, and his answers were generally considered truthful. He did only have a few pieces of clothing. His mother, who was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, had never made clothes. As for Aunt Yao, who takes care of his food and clothing, she can make either scholar clothes or robes, and other female celebrities are also very ordinary.
Although the emperor Huang Qiong never met, he sent a lot of various clothing materials according to the seasons every year. But according to Aunt Yao's red skills, he had no other clothes to wear except the scholar's clothes that he turned over. And he basically doesn't go out of the yard during the day. Apart from the natural elimination of his long body, his clothes can be worn from spring to early autumn.
After hearing Huang Qiong's answer, the Yong Wang scratched his scalp out of habit. The headband of the footrest on his head was crooked, so it was naturally not very comfortable. But his tone was a little discouraged: "The clan system of our Da Qi Dynasty is too immoral. Why can't the title of prince be passed down? It can only be reduced one level at a time, until it can be hereditary until Lieutenant Feng Guo?"
"He is still the eldest son, and the son of a concubine is only given a court invitation, Xuande Lang, which is equivalent to the position of a low-ranking ninth-grade official. He can't even support the family. This is really fucked up. That formula is This damn demotion system, the Prince of Guilin, I don’t know if he’s too full to hold on, and he just doesn’t like us clan members.”
"We neither eat from him, let alone drink from him, but we have come up with such a feudal system. Although it is not according to the previous Tang Dynasty, people outside the fifth server are not members of the clan, but it is also stipulated that only people outside the ninth server can be granted the title of official. . It also stipulates that civil officials shall not be awarded more than four grades, and local officials shall not be awarded economic and strategic appeasement envoys, magistrates, prefecture magistrates, county magistrates and other local officials."
"Even the chief envoys, transshipment envoys, and water transport envoys are not allowed to enter the six ministries. They are not allowed to enter the Hanlin Academy and Dali Temple. They can only go to Zongzheng Temple, Guanglu Temple, Taichang Temple, Honglu Temple, Sinong Temple, these yamen are extremely idle and have no oil or water. If you reach the highest rank of the fourth rank, you will only be given a bachelor's degree. As for military attachés, you can't even touch them."
"Also, after becoming a casual official of unknown rank, the clan's original benefits of fifty guan zhiqian and six stone lumi are gone. Grandma, this is not to force those distant relatives to death. The clan? You want to buy a few more acres of land, but you can’t get the money even if you beg for money. You said in the past dynasties, which dynasty exploited the clan like our Da Qi Dynasty did? "
However, when it comes to the treatment of the clan, the King Yong sounded a little indignant. But then he put his arms around Huang Qiong's shoulders, patted his chest quite boldly and said: "No matter what kind of official position the old man gives you today, don't worry, I will take care of you from now on. If nothing else, you don't need to pay for this money and food." Worry. When you need it, just come to my house and withdraw it."
Huang Qiong smiled at King Yong's generous offer and said, "In that case, I would like to thank His Highness Yong Wang. By the way, I just saw His Highness Yong Wang rushing to Wende Hall. What happened? What is it that makes you, the noble prince, so nervous?"
After Huang Qiong said these words, King Yong, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately lost his expression and looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. He sighed and said: "Brother, don't mention it. The good days of you, my brother, will soon be gone forever.”
"You said that I spend half a day hanging out in a religious school during the day, drinking and fighting crickets with a group of brothers in the afternoon, and at night trying my luck at a gambling house, or going to see beautiful women in a tile alley. I have a lot of life these days. Happiness. You can also appreciate the prosperity of the capital before taking the feudal lordship."
"But the old man didn't know what happened, and he insisted on getting me a marriage. He said that before the prince could become a vassal, he had to get married, and he also said that this was an ancestral system. I guess the old man called me here today just for this. Things, I am really unlucky now. By the way, I don’t know if you are married yet.”
Huang Qiong finally remembered when he saw King Yong, who was about to be admitted to the imperial examination. Not only did he not have any joy on his face, but he looked sad instead. According to the laws of Daqi, if a man is eighteen years old or a woman is sixteen years old and does not get married, she will be punished. And usually the emperor has to marry the prince before he becomes a vassal, and he can only become a vassal after getting married.
This is the ancestral system and the law, and even the emperor will not change his words easily. As for the fact that King Yong is looking so depressed now, in Huang Qiong's opinion, it is very likely that this guy has not lived a single life enough. To put it bluntly, he just hasn't had enough fun.
As for himself, Huang Qiong could only smile secretly in his heart. As long as the emperor and I don't propose marriage, no one will think of proposing marriage to me. The clan members killed by my grandfather were bleeding like rivers. The princes and princes who are currently in charge of Zongzheng Temple will probably be itching to hate him when he walks out of the cold palace this time.
Do you still think that you are also of legal age, but you are also single? And among those ministers who are good at protecting themselves wisely, how many will cause trouble for themselves? Risking offending the clan, and possibly even the prince, to marry him? I'm afraid that many people are avoiding it now, so who would be willing to marry their daughter to him?
Thinking of this, Huang Qiong sighed secretly in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged as she cupped her hands to King Yong and said, "Then I would like to congratulate His Highness Yong Wang on marrying Xiao Dengke to such a beautiful wife. As King Yong, The prince has always been appointed by the emperor for marriage. The person who can catch the emperor's discerning eye must be a lady from a famous family. I believe that her appearance and talent must be the same."
It's just that Huang Qiong's words did not make the Yong Wang happy, but made him even more depressed: "Come on, don't be sarcastic. If you were really a lady, I wouldn't be so depressed. They A famous family belongs to a famous family, but let's forget about the word "lady". How can a person with a rude family teach a lady? Maybe Tigress is possible."
Seeing this guy's dejected look, Huang Qiong didn't know how to comfort him. In fact, he never knew. Ever since he arrived outside Wende Hall, there was a pair of eyes inside the hall that had been staring at him. Even after King Yong arrived, when the two people were talking, those eyes did not leave him.
Even King Yong didn't have much scruple about what he said and didn't control the volume of his voice, so some of his words were heard by the owner of these eyes. By this time, as the owner of those eyes ran out of patience, he no longer wanted to listen. The first exchange between Huang Qiong and the Yong Wang basically ended here.
As the eunuch who announced the decree to Huang Qiong suddenly returned from the palace in a hurry, the conversation between Huang Qiong and King Yong could only be interrupted. However, after the eunuch returned, he first faced King Yong who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Huang Qiong. He said with a smile on his face: "Hey, His Highness King Yong is here, why don't you let someone announce it? You How can you, a noble person, wait here for a long time?"
After hearing what the eunuch said, King Yong didn't care. Huang Qiong, who was standing next to him, felt quite disgusted: "He has a noble status, am I just a white man? Even if I have never met the emperor, my identity as a prince is still there. Even if I haven't been sealed yet, King, but I am also a prince, and you are too damn snobbish."
But in my heart, although I was snobbish towards this eunuch, I looked down upon him and was annoyed. But on his face, Huang Qiong didn't show any signs of it, not even the faint smile that he had always maintained on his face. He just moved his eyebrows slightly. If anyone who knew him well was present, they would know the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Compared to Huang Qiong, who had a plain attitude, King Yong, who was greeted by the eunuch with a smile, was very familiar with the way and stuffed a gold lock into the sleeve of the eunuch without leaving any trace: "So today Wende Hall is... Eunuch Gao is on an errand, I haven’t seen you for a long time, Eunuch Gao is in even better spirits than before, there must be some happy event.”
"Your Majesty, don't make fun of me. It's a great joy for me to be with the emperor. Please hurry up, the emperor is waiting for you in the palace." Eunuch Gao touched the hand in his sleeve. There was probably no shortage of gold ingots, and the smile on his face became even bigger, and he cupped his hands in the direction of Wende Hall.
But when King Yong complimented the eunuch, he smiled out of habit. He bowed his hands to Huang Qiong and was about to enter the Wende Hall when he saw the Eunuch Gao turning towards his newly adopted younger brother and said respectfully: "The Ninth Prince has asked you to wait for a long time. The Emperor is waiting for you in the hall. , please go in with His Highness King Yong to meet the Holy Spirit."
Seeing the scene in front of him, King Yong, who was always known for his big heart among the princes, could not help but be stunned. He pointed at Huang Qiong and stumbled: "Isn't he an idle member of the clan? Why did he change now? He became my brother? Also, when did I become a ninth brother, why didn’t I know?"
Regarding the shock shown by King Yong, who was supposed to be his brother, after learning his identity, Huang Qiong just smiled and said, "I just made a joke with my brother, please forgive me." After that, he took King Yong's hand and walked towards Wende Hall. At this time, the pair of eyes that had been watching Huang Qiong in Wende Hall disappeared from the hall.
Huang Qiong, who had never seen even a provincial governor, no, not even a mayor of a prefecture-level city in later generations. After entering the Wende Palace, facing the Ninth Five-Year Plan in front of him, he was still a little nervous. of. Although he always considered himself to be of good psychological quality and tried his best to maintain calm on the surface, he still felt somewhat uneasy inside.
After all, the person in front of him is not only his father in this life, but also the emperor of the current dynasty. His life, death, and future destiny are in his hands. However, although he was still a little nervous, Huang Qiong also knew that after entering the Wende Hall, there was no way out. No matter what is waiting for him in front, he can only bite the bullet and rush forward.
