The Regent's Sweetheart

Chapter 421 What a pity

"His Royal Highness An, my Lord Marquis is here to invite you." The servant lowered his body and saluted in a polite manner, with a respectful attitude without losing the pomp that Zhaorenhou Mansion should have.

This Marquis Zhao Ren was originally a meritorious minister of Da Nan, with the position of marquis and military power in his hands, he was the object of many people's flattery.

It's just that Marquis Zhaoren doesn't like to be in the company of others, he has always been a loner, and he has a good relationship with the people in the court, but he doesn't have deep friendship.

But now that such a big incident happened, many officials in the court who flattered Zhao Renhou in the past have distanced themselves, and only Prime Minister Mu and Gu Shangshu dared to laugh with Zhao Renhou.

These two old ministers are the strangest existence in Great South. They don't care about business, but they are also in high positions. The most important thing is that they can't be pulled from their high positions, and they can't be let out of Beijing.

Officials often talk about occupying the chicken coop and not laying eggs behind their backs. Although the words are a bit vulgar, they are indeed reasonable.

He naturally also knew some secrets about the two veterans, but these things were unspeakable.

For a while, he thought a little too far, looking at the boy, Wang An had a gentle smile on his face, and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Wang An's attitude made the servants around Zhao Renhou look a little more kind. Such a polite person feels comfortable getting along with him.

Made a gesture of invitation: "I don't dare to do the work, His Royal Highness Wang An, please come with the villain."

They entered Zhaorenhou's mansion together. At this time, Zhaorenhou had already tidied up the study, and just now his wife was making noise and dancing in the house, so the house was naturally a mess.

His wife is very old, and her personality is still like a child.

Although he felt a little helpless, but he didn't know what to think of, and there was still a doting smile on his face.

His wife's temper like this is actually something he got used to, that's all, it can't be changed in a while, why not say it slowly, it's not impossible to change it.

Everything was in order, but there was some commotion outside, presumably King An had been brought in by his servants, so he immediately turned serious and returned to his usual expression.

The eyes that were still tender just now became deep and sophisticated at this moment, making people feel difficult to get along with at first sight.

It's just this majestic face, the general's temperament is on the bright side.

King An was brought into the house by his servants.

The little servant said, "Master Hou." After saying that, he made a bow to the two and stepped back.

As the servant closed the door, Marquis Zhao Ren, who was dressed in a purple robe and a gold jade belt, bowed to King An, "His Royal Highness King An."

The etiquette is decent, even if Wang An is an idle prince who can't even enter the court, he is still a prince from the orthodox royal family after all, and he should have rules.

"Hou Ye." Wang An cupped his hands in return, his face still as calm and gentle as before.

This is the first time Zhao Renhou has met King An in many years, and he did not expect that King An is so old now.

Dressed in an elegant white robe with round patterns, his face is like a crown of jade, he is really as described outside, if there is no such incident, he is afraid that he is still a capable minister of the country now, maybe the one who sat on the throne back then is also the current King An.

After all, King An's ability was obvious to all in the court, and he had great ambitions at a young age. At that time, many ministers asserted that the eleventh prince was a talent for governing the country.

It's a pity, a pity, such a humiliating thing happened to a good person.

However, he felt that those rumors outside should not be taken seriously. Although such a gentle and elegant man was "powerless" to him as a warrior, he would not be compared to a young lady.

(End of this chapter)