After weakly agreeing, Shangguan Wan'er turned and left.
After the door closed, Li Xian remembered it, but felt a little more weight on his body.
He turned his head and saw that it was Fang Furong hugging him.
"Husband, do you want to take a concubine?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Why did you ask for this girl to come here from Yeting Palace?"
"emmmm...."
Seeing her husband's silent look, Fang Furong quickly said: "Husband, I'm not jealous, I just want to ask you. If you really have this intention, I will arrange for this girl to do less work. If she gets bumped Yes, it’s not good.”
Li Xian stretched out his hand and took it directly to her chest.
After he succeeded, he rubbed Fang Shi vigorously and said with a smile: "That's not necessary. She can just continue doing whatever she should do. You don't need to take special care of her."
After saying that, feeling the arms hugging him relax a little, Li Xian smiled and stood up to stretch his body.
He knew what this woman was thinking, and although he didn't say it, he acquiesced.
Although there is a wife with a house, Zhuyu comes first, but in today's social environment, women are still the vassals of men. Even if he intends to treat Fang Furong with the mentality of future generations, he cannot go against the trend. Moreover, although Li Xian felt a little guilty for being able to do bad things under the background of the times, it was not strong.
After all, men still hope to have an honest and obedient wife.
Fang Furong was born in the Fang family of Qinghe, so she was still the sister of Fang Xuanling. Fang Xuanling had Mrs. Fang in her family, so I am afraid that she had been taught since she was a child that she should not be a jealous wife. She took the risk of being rude and insisted on asking, taking advantage of the hostess's convenience. She was probably afraid that another "Zhang" would appear and make the husband who finally got to her side stay away from her again.
After all, if we just talk about looks, she is still not as good as Zhang and Shangguan Wan'er.
Perhaps she felt that asking questions was too much. For the first time, Fang Furong stood up and put on her clothes without covering up. She stood behind Li Xian and massaged his shoulders.
After being asked about the younger one by the older one, the older one feels guilty?
At this moment, Li Xian's inner guilt increased slightly...
A little bit.
After taking a bath under Fang Furong's service, Li Xian was about to enjoy breakfast when he saw Li Yong running in from outside.
He didn't have time to salute, so he said: "Your Highness, there is a letter from a messenger. The saint Queen of Heaven and all the civil and military officials will return to Chang'an this evening."
"So fast?"
Li Xian was stunned for a moment. Did the funeral end so quickly?
Li Yun opened her mouth, but still took out a note from her arms and handed it over.
Li Xian reached out to take it, opened it, and saw that it read: "A censor has impeached King Yong. Please ask for details quickly and speed up the remediation."
Li Xian raised his head and looked at Li Xian, waiting for his explanation.
Li Yun thought for a while and then said: "Your Highness, this note was delivered by a palace eunuch on horseback. I really don't know who this person is, but I guess he is most likely to be from the Queen of Heaven. "
Queen of heaven?
Think about it, impeachment, since it is not impeachment in court, most likely there will be a memorial, and the only one who can see the memorial, besides Li Zhi, is the Queen of Heaven. As for Zhang Gongjin and others, because the censor has the privilege of directly reporting to the emperor, it is normal for them not to see it.
Someone impeached?
Li Xian smiled. Since coming to Datang, he has been cautious and cautious, and has become a "paranoia of persecution."
It is impossible for anyone to impeach the matter of arranging the industry. After all, no one is doing one thing on the surface but doing another behind the scenes. No matter how upright the censor is, he cannot impeach him. Because as long as there is impeachment, there will be few clean people in the court.
If it's just about impeaching people for doing business, there's no need for the Queen of Heaven to send people to deliver notes. Apart from this one, it can only be...
With a smile, Li Xian tore up the note, threw it into the wastebasket, and said to Li Yun: "What's the big deal? Hurry up and hurry up the cook to bring breakfast. I only have time to practice martial arts in the morning. Then If you delay for a while, today's martial arts practice will not be up to standard."
Li Yun looked at his master in surprise. After thinking about this person's character again and again, he forgot about it and said with a smile: "Your Highness, please wait a moment. I will go and hurry you up."
Seeing Li Yun leaving briskly, Li Xian smiled sinisterly and decided to be arrogant when he went to court tomorrow.
No matter who is impeached or what is being impeached, it obviously needs to be discussed in front of all officials after going to court. It is impossible for the emperor not to know about the queen's behavior. It seems that they want to make things "business-like".
I just don’t know if they believe they can handle it, or if they have set a test.
After stretching, Li Xian suddenly looked forward to tomorrow.
....
At the same time, in a mansion in Anyifang, Zheng Wen, who was sitting in the first place, had red eyes. He looked at the tea bowl on the table and wanted to throw it to the ground and smash it to pieces.
When he learned that the ancient pine jade bell was given to the prince as a burial object by King Yong, he fainted. His heart bleeds when he thinks that his baby will have to sleep underground from now on.
If this bastard can't be made to pay the price, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep well in the future.
It’s a treasure that I have cherished all my life and spent half my life saving!
In the host and guest seats, Huang Junsheng, the father of Yushi Huangliang, sat there tremblingly, looking at the head of the Zheng family, not knowing what to say. The other officials and children of the Zheng family in the guest seats also looked worried.
After a long time, Zheng Wen gave up the idea of smashing the tea bowl, raised his head and asked, "Have Huang Liang's memorial been handed in?"
Huang Junsheng quickly replied: "Mr. Zheng, the servant has written that Quanzi has handed over the memorial to the saint. Since it was not sent to the fire to be burned, it means that the saint was very angry after reading the memorial. However, now King Yong is In Chang'an, he also moved to the East Palace. Even if the saint wanted to punish him, he would have to wait until he came back."
After saying that, Huang Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the anger on Zheng Wen's face had faded a bit.
This mansion was his home, but it was not his turn to take the throne. The person sitting on the main seat was his in-laws, but this relationship was useless.
Although he felt aggrieved, he had no regrets. My son was originally a low-ranking official from three provinces. If he hadn't married a girl with the fifth surname, it would have been impossible for him to become a royal censor given his family background.
Thinking of this, Huang Junsheng quickly asked with a flattering look: "Mr. Zheng, you see, the saint's return will be this evening, and the court meeting will be held tomorrow at the earliest. No matter how angry you are, you have to eat, right? From the countryside. Zhuangzi, a cow fell to death and brought a lot of beef to my house, how about I treat you to beef today?"
Zheng Wen glanced at Huang Junsheng and knew that he was trying to please him. After all, it feels good to be flattered, even if he has been flattered countless times.
Nodding, Zheng Wen said: "Then let's stew beef."
