Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 239, Zhou Baiwen, who was present at the time

Yu Cun soon stopped being angry, and thought of who the girl Yu Zhou Baiwen admired, and Qingxia, the girl in his granddaughter's room.

He calmed down and said calmly: "Master Hou, it's not too late. While he is in a state of confusion, you and I should interrogate him as soon as possible and ask about the inside story of Beijing."

Marquis Siping was taken aback, and he sincerely admired him. As expected of Mrs. Yu, his grandson was missed by Xiao, but he was the fastest to calm down.

"According to what the master said."

"Name."

"Zhou Baiwen."

"Official position."

"Doctor of Imperial Academy."

"Why did you leave Beijing?"

After discovering that he had seriously lost his composure, Zhou Baiwen kept looking dazed. When asked here, his eyes opened abruptly, he jumped up like a frog, and screamed: "Master Yu, please step aside, you, you can't mess with me!" Speaking of him, he won't treat you badly anyway, Master Yu, just give in."

Yu Cun and Marquis Siping sat in the middle, although they were afraid of asking questions that shouldn't be asked, there was a person on each side. The person on the left walked a few steps, slapped Zhou Baiwen, pushed him back into the chair, and reprimanded him in a low voice. : "Shut up, answer carefully."

Zhou Baiwen covered his face with his hands, his whole body softened as if his bones had been pulled out, and wept, "No, no, Mrs. Yu, you can't offend him. I'm willing to say good things for you. You can't hurt Miss Yu."

Yu Cun walked up to him and said in a low voice, "Uncle Emperor?"

"no no."

"Emperor brother?"

"no no."

"Which Your Highness?"

Zhou Baiwen looked at him through his fingers, and continued to cry: "No, no, it's not Your Highness. You can't afford to mess with him, so don't ask."

Yu Cun took a deep breath: "The empress, or my two concubines?"

When asked about the first sentence, Hou Siping expected it, but when asked about the second sentence, Hou Siping was shocked. Master, you really dare to ask questions.

"No, no, you can't mess with him, listen to me, don't ask, I will help you, I will do my best to help you."

Yu Cun thought to himself what ability you have, if your ability is greater than mine, there is no need for Jingli to send you out of Beijing to trick me into offering my allegiance to the new emperor.

Lei Fengqi dived into the water, the civil war broke out in Guangyang City, Zhaoyong County Prince's Mansion may not be cleared of suspicion, now, Zhaoyong County's Prince's Mansion is innocent, Lei Fengqi is also the wronged person, there are other people who planned the new emperor's ascension to the throne people.

Yu Cun remained calm for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Where is the late emperor's edict?"

"Indeed, the first emperor died on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. I was on duty in the palace that night. If there is a will, I will write it down. He fell asleep peacefully after taking the medicine. He usually sleeps restlessly. He still had a bowl of soup when he was a child. Eunuch When I sent to invite the late emperor, I found that he had gone west, and I also went to see it at that time. Before the imperial doctor arrived, only the eunuch who delivered the medicine and I tried the late emperor's breathing, and he couldn't wake up again."

Marquis Siping couldn't help asking: "Shouldn't the edict be written in advance?"

Seeing that Yu Cun was furious, he scolded directly: "A group of rebels! The late emperor went to the west on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. How dare you not hold a funeral or a national funeral? I, I, I will fight with you!"

Rolling up his sleeves, he was about to pounce on Zhou Baiwen, and immediately regarded Zhou Baiwen as the person who caused the disturbance in Beijing.

Zhou Baiwen replied honestly, he never thought that Yu Cun would start a fight with himself, he opened his mouth, and froze on the spot, but he couldn't think of avoiding it.

Marquis Siping hugged Yu Cun: "Master, I still hope that Mr. Zhou will say a few more words and not break him."

Yu Cun struggled a few times with teeth and claws, and suddenly woke up, looking at Zhou Baiwen: "Master Zhou?"

"It's me." Zhou Baiwen said weakly.

Yu Cun unloaded it in one breath, looking much weaker: "I'm sorry, I'm so angry."

Zhou Baiwen was overwhelmed by flattery: "No, no, shouldn't you beat me and scold me?" He was agitated again at this point, and he knelt down to Yu Cun: "Master, please listen to me, no matter who ascends the throne, he will disrespect you?"

Yu Cun changed his face and brushed his sleeves away, thought about it, and spat again: "Nonsense! There are no rules and no rules, so whoever wants to be enthroned can be enthroned?"

"But you can't afford to offend him, you will hurt Miss Yu." Zhou Baiwen cried again and again.

Sipinghou didn't know why he wanted to laugh so much, he winked at Yu Cun and asked him to take out some bait so that Master Zhou could tell the truth more.

Yu Cun could understand, and silently spat at Marquis Siping again.

Qingxia is a girl, Zhou Baiwen is an official, if he really wants it, he can give it to him.But in the current situation, Zhou Baiwen must be a member of the rebellious party, and Qingxia is afraid that he will be executed together with him.

Facing Marquis Siping, Yu Cun flicked down his sleeves, Marquis Siping couldn't laugh or cry, your granddaughter is naturally the third child of my family, I just want you to say something nice, my master is pedantic and won't lie.

After asking again and again, Zhou Baiwen repeatedly just advised Yu Cun not to mess with the man in Beijing, but Yu Cun put him under custody and walked out with Marquis Siping.

Qingfeng Mingyuan, slightly cinnamon, I don't know which courtyard grows sweet-scented osmanthus.

Although Zhou Baiwen didn't say much, it can be roughly grouped into the small area of ​​the palace. Hou Siping was in a good mood, and taking a sip of cinnamon was refreshing, and his thoughts were particularly clear. He said to Yu Cun: "Master, Master Zhou saw the mansion Up girl?"

"Yes."

Yu Cun smiled: "My granddaughter, how can he deserve to see her. At that time, I didn't want to tear my face, so I used a girl to show him. Anyway, neither he nor the female officials from the palace can tell."

"Hehe, I was startled just now, but fortunately, I thought about what kind of honorable Miss Yu is, how could Zhou Baiwen deserve to see her. Fortunately, fortunately, I asked you, and my heart is safe and secure. "

Yu Cun smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please take care."

Seeing that Marquis Siping didn't intend to leave, instead he took a step forward, suppressed his voice, and said kindly: "Master, I have a good marriage in my hand, but it's just a civil war right now, so it's inconvenient to propose marriage to you. Wait a minute, I say." Let me hear it for you, if you think it's appropriate, I'll see you again."

The more he spoke, the more sincere he became.

Yu Cunman was very happy, a daughter from hundreds of families begged, the more the better, and Marquis Siping didn't say that you would agree immediately, he said: "Thank you Marquis for thinking, it is the granddaughter who is about to grow up, This marriage has to bother relatives and old friends a lot."

Sipinghou said firmly: "Listen to me first, and you will be satisfied."

Most of the beggings said this way, the matchmaker's mouth didn't say anything bad, Yu Cun cheered and said: "How can there be a mistake in what the Marquis promised."

Yu Cun was just talking, if his granddaughter came home and someone happened to ask for marriage before Marquis Siping, if the marriage was suitable, Marquis Siping would have nothing to do with it.

"It's getting late, master, please rest early, and I'm going to rest too." Marquis Siping looked at the sky, and he couldn't tell if he would go out at four o'clock.

"Farewell."

Yu Cun took two steps, but still turned around and called softly: "Master Hou, stay a step."

Marquis Siping strode away, then strode back: "Master, please tell me."

Yu Cun said softly: "Let me tell you, since the death of the first emperor, he came to Beijing to ascend the throne in the face of thunder and wind. Until today, I have not received a single word from Beijing."

Marquis Siping had guessed many times about the situation in Beijing, and if he guessed the worst, he was afraid that there would be a new fire in the isolated city.

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