The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 60 Cowardly, but have the backbone
In the queen's bedroom, Empress Xu vomited blood when she heard that Li Zhao asked the emperor to marry the third girl of Song Dynasty.

The servants were in a mess, and the prince sat beside his mother's bed in a daze, watching the imperial doctors in front of him in a mess, feeling only bewildered.

Li Zhao's move is very clever. At this juncture, no matter which emperor's grandson asks for Song Shangshu's daughter, he is suspected of wooing Mr. Song, but Li Zhao is only asking to marry a concubine of the Song family, and she is also a concubine who has always been married. The concubine who lives in Zhuangzi is very subtle and well-reasoned, so that people can't find any faults.

The next day, Mr. Song was invited to the imperial study in the palace.

The emperor looked at him seriously, this was the first time!Master Song felt that the clothes on his back were soaked.

"Prince Su has taken a fancy to your third daughter, do you know about this?"

Master Song was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, touched his forehead to the ground, and said loudly: "This, Your Majesty, this is impossible!"

"What? You still don't want to? Could it be that you don't like my grandson?"

Lord Song said bitterly: "Your Majesty, it's not that I look down on the emperor's grandson, it's really... the daughters of my ministers, even if they are concubines, I have no intention of letting them be concubines!"

The emperor was quite satisfied with the answer, he hummed, and said again: "Zhao'er said, I want you to change the third girl into a daughter-in-law, and he will marry her as a regular wife."

"Your Majesty! This, this, this, how did this happen?"

"Why can't it be done? I think Zhao'er fell in love with your third girl when she was in Lingnan, right?"

Mr. Song was a little dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, when the son left Lingnan five years ago, Sanya was only nine years old." He said calmly on the surface, but in fact, the sweat on his back was already soaking through his clothes - the emperor suspected that fuck him!

However, this reason is very plausible. The emperor just wanted to test Song Jianming. Seeing that he was so calm, his doubts were slightly dispelled. He played with the pair of emperor green emerald beads in his hand, and said: "I think Zhao'er really likes it. That girl, I am going to give him a marriage, what does Ai Qing think?"

"This..." Mr. Song still had a constipated expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he changed into a very sincere tone: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet. You have to ask my little sister about it." Yue'er herself. As you know, she was kidnapped by the crown prince when she was a child, and His Highness the crown prince threatened her at that time, saying that he would chop her up and roast her in brown sauce. That girl... hold her revenge!"

"Haha! Hahahahaha!" The emperor burst out laughing at Lord Song's words.

Master Song let out a deep breath secretly, and finally passed another level.

A few days later, Song Qingyue's illness was finally cured, and she was called to the imperial study by the emperor again. When it came up, there was a big news, which made her dizzy and almost couldn't stand still.

"Zhaoer said that he wants to marry you, what do you think?"

The emperor squinted at her, admiring in his heart, he didn't pay attention last time, but this time he looked carefully, Zhaoer's words were true, this Song San is indeed a stunning little girl, she looks like this when she is still young She is beautiful and moving, and it is even more important when she grows up.

Song Qingyue bowed down on the ground with a pale face, and stammered: "My little girl, my little girl is not worthy of a son, my little girl is just a concubine, a concubine, a daughter of a concubine..."

The emperor interrupted her impatiently by waving his hand: "The problem of my concubines is easy to solve. I only ask you whether you are willing or not."

"Little girl—I don't want to!"

Hey!
Actually refused!
It seems that although this girl is timid, she has a backbone.

He was too scared to say anything, but he still refused.

The emperor suddenly became interested, but deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to be angry and asked: "Why don't you want to? Don't you still look down on my grandson?"

Song Qingyue's small body huddled into a small ball in front of the dragon case. Although she stuttered, she was very reasonable: "My little girl is afraid of His Royal Highness, and when she saw him, she remembered that they were discussing outside the door that night... the discussion was about Steam me or braise me in brown sauce. The little girl really can't give birth to a man and a woman's affection for the prince!"

Li Zhao was in the room right now, and the conversation outside could be heard clearly.

The emperor obviously took pleasure in his misfortune, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said, "I see, you can step back."

The next moment, Li Zhaola walked out of the room with her head shrugged, and called pitifully, "Grandpa!"

"Well, I'm listening."

Seeing that Li Zhao was so deflated, the emperor laughed from ear to ear.

At this time, Li Zhao was playing tricks again, saying, "Grandpa, there is no need to discuss this matter! Anyway, I have a crush on her, and she has to marry if she doesn't want to! Otherwise, my grandson will kill whoever marries her!"

It is true that these words are outrageous, but the emperor likes his descendants to be more domineering, even if it is unreasonable, it should be!The dignified son of King Su, who has the right veins of the emperor's grandson, can be manipulated by a little girl?

So the emperor was not angry at all, but instead asked: "Hey, you boy, I'm not afraid that Mr. Song will hate you!"

Li Zhao snorted, "Master Song has never been pleasing to his grandson. Could it be that I'm afraid of him?"

"Okay, grandpa will think about this matter again, and you can go to your little daughter-in-law when you have time... Go and talk to Miss Song San, it is always a good thing if people are willing."

Li Zhao immediately hit the snake on the stick and bowed to the emperor: "Grandson, thank you grandpa for your success!"

"Well, get out, get out!" The emperor waved his hands impatiently.

Li Zhao hooked the corners of his lips, jumped up from the ground, and retreated briskly.

Eunuch Yin stood beside the emperor, looking at Li Zhao's back, squinting his eyes, trying to figure out His Majesty's intentions, King Su's son is really the No. Li Sheng, the grandson of the emperor under His Majesty's knees, is not as good.

(End of this chapter)