Tian Sheng Monster Hunting

Chapter 6 Marriage
Seeing your Majesty, Sheng Yang has always liked to wear red.

The Holy One once said that he is very similar to the Queen Mother, especially in red.The mother and daughter have slightly straight noses, a thin and narrow face, and a pair of eyes with flowing eyes, but they are alienated. The Holy One commented, "The red color can suppress the coldness."

But it's not the same, her eyes are mostly aggressive, while the former queen's eyes are mostly tender, this is also the exact words of the Holy Majesty.

Sheng Yang never shied away from holy grace, so what if he wanted to flatter you, in the deep palace, above the court hall, as long as you follow the Holy Majesty's wishes, there is nothing you can't achieve and what you can't get, she has been well versed in this since she was a child way.

"My son-in-law pays respects to his father."

Sheng Yang's title and establishment standards are not lower than those of the princes, and he also made an exception to hang up a idle position in the court, and the Holy One authorized him to call himself a son-in-law.

"Yang'er is here."

"Princess."

The two courtiers bowed, and Sheng Yang nodded slightly.

"Duke Zhen, Grand Tutor."

"Yang'er, it's your uncle who asked you to come here so late because he has something to say to you."

Sheng Yang's expression changed, and he saw Emperor Zhao standing in front of the desk writing a pen, without raising his eyes.

He has always loved calligraphy, Sheng Yang looked carefully at his table, the tea was hot, the ink was moist, and the ambergris was wafting, it seemed that he was not in a bad mood, and it would not be an important matter to him.

"Your Highness, Uncle made a special trip to apologize to you today," Lord Zhen Guo pondered over His Majesty's expression, bowed flatteringly to Sheng Yang, and said, "My Majesty is a witness, my wicked beast is too dishonorable, and made His Majesty angry." Now, I hope His Highness will let the unworthy boy go, and I will discipline him well in the future, so that he can become a qualified son-in-law."

He looked at Sheng Yang and saw that her face smelled like a gutter, he felt uneasy and wanted to curse.

After the death of the first empress, the original concubine Sheng was promoted to the imperial concubine, who held the seal of the empress on her behalf, and the third prince was named the crown prince and entered the East Palace. It has been 12 years now, the Sheng family has been favored, and the limelight is unmatched. The elder brother of the compatriots, he has been the Duke of the state for five years, the mansion is prosperous, and there are followers all over the court, he is a famous family who does his duty.

Sheng Yang grinned, "Duke Zhen was joking, my uncle is Uncle Wen Guo, and he has been driving Hexi for more than ten years. Don't misidentify relatives, Mr. Zhen, be careful." The identity that shouldn't be replaced has lost Yangshou."

Lord Zhen's face darkened.

"As for Sheng Feiyu... in collusion with demons... despicable and filthy, a squirrel... I have never put him in my eyes."

She spoke in a calm tone, with a smile on her face, she looked closely at the words written by the Holy Spirit, she seemed to be careless, but the words were ugly.

Even the crown prince didn't dare to speak to him like this, Duke Zhen endured so much hard work, his face turned black and then red, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Alright, Yang'er, stop talking nonsense! You are too willful!"

Emperor Zhao blamed his wanton daughter with his eyes. This matter has something to do with the demon, and he has ordered not to mention it again.The Yaozu has been extinct for [-] years, and this case of unknown truth cannot prove the reappearance of the Yaozu, but it can immediately cause panic in the sky, and this matter must not reach the ears of the people.

"It's my son who made a slip of the tongue..."

Sheng Yang also realized that he had said something wrong just now. Emperor Zhao had always been taboo and shouldn't mention demons.

"Duke Zhen, don't argue with her. Yang'er is an orphan who has been spoiled since she was a child, and her temper is indeed not small..."

He hadn't stopped writing yet, and he gave Zhen Guogong a cold look, "It's because I didn't think carefully. Your son has been easygoing since he was a child, so how can he restrain her."

"Your Majesty!" Lord Zhen Guo knelt down anxiously, "This minister has no way to teach his son, and he is not worthy of Princess Shengyang."

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Yang'er, this marriage is up to the emperor, let's let it go, and let's let it go about the maidservants in your house."

"Your Highness! Feiyu is still young, give him a chance to reform himself, I will discipline him strictly!"

It seems that Duke Zhen doesn't want to give up on this marriage.

The Holy Majesty put down the pen with a "snap", "Don't mention this matter again, your son has been lingering in the wind and moon, and your reputation has been ruined, how can you be worthy of me, Rongyue!"

Emperor Zhao's tiger eyes glared angrily, and Duke Zhen knelt down in fright, "This minister didn't think carefully, the princess is as precious as a pearl, and my son is as naughty as a heavenly abyss."

The sage waved his hand and said to Shengyang.

"Although the Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, but the Lord Zhen is old, just this precious son, and the servant girl in your house is also shameless, and they are all at fault, so let's not care about it."

In fact, Yun Fei's pushing the matter to Dali Temple was just to frustrate Sheng Feiyu's arrogance, to play with him, after all, it is impossible for His Majesty to blame Zhen Guogong's son for a maid, this is a truth known to beggars on the street.

But after one night of this incident, the city was full of storms. In order not to disappoint the people, they were shut down and tried for the first time. They were picked clean and punished, and then the dead were buried generously.This is also the usual method used by officials and aristocratic families to cover up their crimes.

"I know, father," Sheng Yang bowed, "My daughter is not strict, so I let the servant girl in the mansion take advantage of the loopholes to leave the mansion and do something shameful, but she has served me since she was a child, and she has worked hard without credit. People sent her body back to her hometown and gave her a pension, and this matter will never be mentioned again."

"Okay! Yang'er is soft-hearted and compassionate, she has been like this since she was a child."

Zhen Guogong's back molars were about to be crushed.

"That's right, Duan Qing."

"Holy."

"Yang'er and Sheng Feiyu's marriage was settled six years ago, and Guben still thought about it in the past two years, but I didn't expect it to be yellow." He smiled, "Duan Qing is familiar with the court, so I will leave this matter to you , Don’t let Gu’s entrustment go, you must find a son-in-law for Gu.”

"father……"

"I know it."

The two backed out, Sheng Yang was a little displeased with Mrs. Duan interrupting her, and was about to say a few words to him when Mr. Zhen Guo, who had gone out a few steps first, turned back.

"Your Highness, the Duke of Zhen is not blessed to marry the princess. If the princess needs it, I will do my best to help the princess look out for a good son-in-law. I'm just afraid that the princess will pick and choose. I'm afraid she won't be able to get married in ten or eight years."

Zhen Guogong was nearly sixty years old, with a black beard, his eyebrows were groomed but still messy, and his eyes were shrewd, like an eagle.

"Mr. Zhen, this matter has been handed over to the lower officials. The lower officials will do their best. Lord Zhen should pay more attention to the marriage of the eldest son. The eldest son has a good reputation, not to mention that it is difficult to find a good marriage in the court. I am afraid In the whole of Pingyang, there is not a single girl in the boudoir who is willing to marry, according to the officials, even if it is as expensive as the Duke's mansion, it will take a lot of work."

One of Duan Yu's dark eyes was unfathomable, and the corner of his mouth was slightly smiling. For a moment, he felt like he was looking down on Duke Zhen.

Although he claimed to be a subordinate official, one rank lower than the official, but the real power was in his hands, Duke Zhen could only groan resentfully.

He was a little surprised. He wanted to ridicule Sheng Yang to take advantage of his mouth, but he was interrupted by this metaphor. He has always been alone in the court, and never leaned towards any force. He never thought that he would help the princess by saying so. One sentence.

He pondered for a moment, always felt that the two people in front of him were standing close to each other, male, female, and handsome, so they were right, and then he realized what was going on, "Who doesn't love beauties..."

He muttered to himself, walked away quickly without saying hello.

Sheng Yang looked at the back of Zhen Guogong angrily, and he was in a good mood, but he remembered that the Holy Majesty had entrusted his marriage to Duan Yuzhi's supervision, and he did not argue.
"Thank you so much, Master."

Duan Yuzhi raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly. Seeing someone staring at him not far away, he leaned closer to Sheng Yang and whispered, "Your Highness, are you really willing to let this matter go?"

Sheng Yang looked up at him, slightly surprised, then laughed again for a moment, "There is no one who knows me better than the Grand Tutor."

He waved to him.

He leaned over and was about to obey, but saw Sheng Yang secretly tugged on his sleeve with one hand in the dark, stuffed something in, and pointed to the south with the other hand.

The palace door was wide open, and a figure hurriedly ran over in the dark night, almost staggering.

"Chen Fuyin?"

"Teacher Duan! Your Royal Highness!"

Chen Yuanyuan paid a hasty obeisance, and entered the imperial study, it seemed that he had something urgent to see the Holy One.

"what happened?"

"Teacher, go back and get a good night's sleep. You'll know tomorrow morning."

Duan Yu is silent.

Seeing that Sheng Yang was in a good mood, he thought carefully and said, "Your Highness, I have always wanted to tell you something..."

"Teacher, there are some things that missed the time. Whether you say it or not, it's the same."

Sheng Yang seemed to remember something, and his expression returned to indifference.

Duan Yuzhi laughed at himself, "Your Highness is right."

Song Yiying, who had been waiting at the side earlier, stepped forward to hold Sheng Yang's hand like he had seen Mr. Wen do many times, and with his help, Sheng Yang got into the sedan chair.

The night was getting dark, Duan Yuzhi's eyes dimmed, and his hands clenched tightly.

(End of this chapter)