Red Mansion Beijingwang

The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.

Shui Rong finished flipping through the official documents in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Feng Qing in the hall, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Governor Feng, during my absence in the capital."

During the period of leaving Beijing, all matters in the Governor's Mansion were handled by Right Governor Feng Qing. Shui Rong looked through past official documents and roughly knew that Feng Qing had done a good job and verbal praise was unavoidable.

Feng Qing stroked the white beard under his chin and said: "This is my duty, I dare not express my pain."

Shui Rong smiled, but didn't say anything. As the saying goes: "Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure." Feng Qing was a stable and stable assistant, and he was a very capable assistant. With him helping to deal with the affairs of the Governor's Mansion, Shui Rong could feel more relaxed. .

Feng Qing raised his eyes and glanced at Shui Rong, and said pointedly: "Your Majesty, the Rongguo Duke's thorough investigation of the slaves in the mansion has caused an uproar in the capital. I wonder what your Majesty's plan is?"

As a member of the martial arts lineage, the Jia family was also an ally to them. When the Ningguo Duke's palace committed an incident, everyone was upset. They just knew that it was a memorial from the king of Beijing County, so they kept silent.

However, the affairs in the Ningguo Duke's Mansion were not over yet, and another trouble occurred in the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, which made these uninformed people feel at a loss.

The Jia family has one family and two dukes, and the Duke of Rongguo is also an in-law of the Prince of Beijing. Is this because the higher-ups are dissatisfied with the Jia family or the Prince of Beijing?
Shui Rong understood what was said and said: "The slaves of the Duke of Rongguo are doing evil under the banner of the master's family. This order is also to clean up the world. You don't need to worry."

Shui Rong was not worried about the affairs of Duke Rongguo's house. Even if there were any problems in Duke Rong's house, as long as it was not a serious crime of rebellion, Emperor Yongkang would not care about it and would even cover it up.

In fact, they also have an outsider attitude towards what happened to the Jia family, but after all, the Jia family is the in-laws of the Beijing Prince's Palace, and they need to understand the attitude of Shui Rong, the leader, towards the Jia family.

Shui Rong took it and read it briefly. The content of the text was about mobilizing troops to suppress bandits. He put it on the desk, stared at Yong Wang and said: "I heard that good news came from Yong Wang's palace, so congratulations."

In terms of results, King Yong's "beauty trap" has been successful.

Or is it that King Yong knew that the child in Zhang Pan'er's belly was his seed, so he brought the child to the Prince's Palace in Beijing, thinking that he was 100% in control, and his subconscious attitude changed slightly?
Ha. This King Yong is really confident.

Shui Rong said calmly: "The Ningguo government has committed corruption and violated the law. It is really unpardonable. The case will be finalized according to the court's laws."

He did not doubt Zhang Pan'er, not to mention that he understood Zhang Pan'er's character. He had seen "with his own eyes" that day that Pan'er was treated like a child.

Shui Rong's eyes narrowed slightly. If what he said had a sarcastic meaning in normal times, a petty person wouldn't be able to turn his face on the spot, but now it's not surprising.

"Well, I would like to borrow the auspicious words of King Yong."

Shui Rong frowned when he heard the words, and looked at Yong Wang with a strange look in his eyes. Although he used the honorific title as always, his tone seemed to lack the respect he had for his elders in the past.

King Yong paused slightly when he saw Shui Rong's face was calm, and there was a hint of doubt in his brows.

After a few moments of silence, Shui Rong calmly said, "What is the purpose of Your Highness, Prince Yong, coming here?"

Uncle Sixteen got a child, extended the heirs, benefited himself, eliminated his disadvantage in the competition for the crown prince, and indirectly gained the support of the Beijing Palace. This should be a common joy.

In other words, King Yong uses himself to save others, thinking that the attraction of the supreme position is so great that no one can be spared.

It's probably because Uncle Sixteen is good at nourishing qi and doesn't show joy on his face, but actually he is happy in his heart.

As Feng Qing left, not long after, King Yong, dressed in a python robe, walked in. His face was red and he said with a smile: "Uncle Sixteen, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are getting more and more majestic." ”

Feng Qing glanced at Shui Rong, stood up and said, "My subordinates still have government affairs that need to be dealt with, so I'll take my leave first."

Therefore, Shui Rong is not worried about the censors who heard the news. The Duke of Rongguo's palace is as stable as a mountain.

They were the ones who thought too much. According to the emperor's high regard for the Beijing Palace, logically speaking, they would not target the Beijing Palace.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows. This nephew is really impatient!
Feng Qing's turbid eyes flashed, and he said pointedly: "Your Majesty, good news has come from Prince Yong's Mansion, and His Highness Prince Yong is very proud of himself now."

Smiling, King Yong said: "The nephew has thanked Uncle Sixteen. The nephew is also looking forward to the good news from the Beijing Palace."

To put it harshly, how could his whole family be put in danger just because of one bloodline? King Yong was a bit fanciful.

Feng Qing understood what was said and said nothing.

King Yong noticed a hint of sadness between Shui Rong's eyebrows, turned his eyes slightly, sighed softly, with a hint of pity on his face, and said quietly: "Speaking of which, when Pan'er is pregnant, let alone eating. , I can’t even bear to drink water, I keep vomiting all day long, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep, I am getting thinner and thinner, and my nephew feels distressed when he sees it.”

Shui Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Qing, and understood what he meant. It was simply that Prince Yong's Mansion had no heirs, so it was naturally weak in the fight for the throne.

After groaning, Feng Qing asked: "Your Majesty, where is Ningguo's mansion?"

Although the beauty in "Beauty Trap" is important, it is basically a trap. Shui Rong clearly knows the relationship, but he knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

After groaning, Shui Rong said, "Well, I know what I know."

It doesn't matter whether he takes sides or not. Feng Qing just reminds Shui Rong to understand the pros and cons. After all, Shui Rong, as the leader of their group, represents them in every word and deed.

Of course, the tiger poison does not eat its children, and the water-soluble one will not completely stay out of the matter. It will ensure the safety of the children while ensuring the safety of the Beijing Palace, but that's just it.

Hearing this, King Yong felt relieved. This reaction was correct. It would be strange if it was calm and calm.

What good news? After a trip to Beijing, two letters came in. Shui Rong's mood was quite complicated.

With a deep groan, King Yong handed over the official document and said, "Uncle Sixteen, my nephew is here to deliver the official document to the Ministry of War."

The entanglement between Shui Rong and Zhang Pan'er started with a calculation, and then it was motivated by sex. From the moment Zhang Pan'er and Shui Rong made it clear that they needed an heir, he knew that this was a handle for him.

At this moment, the clerk came in and said: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Prince Yong is here."

Hearing this, Feng Qing felt slightly relieved. As long as the superiors were not dissatisfied with them, the others were not worth it.

Firstly, the two of them had a skin-to-skin relationship, and secondly, Shui Rong really couldn't control Zhang Pan'er's appearance, which was 70% similar to the one in his memory, and the same gentle and watery temperament.

Shui Rong replied calmly, but he was thinking about it in his heart. The pressure on Yuanchun was probably not as great as usual, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

"Ok?"

This is exactly what he imagined. Pan'er is pregnant with Uncle Sixteen's seed. For the Prince of Beijing who has no heirs yet, he is the eldest son. How could Uncle Sixteen be like this? Indifferent, as if there is something in Pan'er's belly. That has nothing to do with him.

Now that Prince Yong has an heir, coupled with Emperor Yongkang's ambiguous attitude, Prince Yong suddenly becomes like a fish in water, and some officials who hold the power of following the dragon follow him, and their momentum gradually becomes more powerful.

The pattern is determined by small things, and the character is determined by the details. Once he gains power, King Yong will be in trouble!

Shui Rong frowned when he heard the words, and he knew in his heart that pregnant people would have different degrees of morning sickness depending on their constitution. Like Zhang Pan'er's situation, the reaction was violent.

It doesn’t look like someone as transparent as this nephew’s wife!
"If King Yong is worried, he can send more female doctors to serve him."

The corners of King Yong's lips raised slightly and he said, "My father took pity on his son and sent a group of female doctors from the Imperial Hospital to serve him. My nephew appreciated Uncle Sixteen's kindness."

After saying that, King Yong changed the subject and said: "If uncle has some free time, you might as well go and sit in my nephew's house. My nephew will prepare some food and wine and listen to the teachings of my sixteenth uncle."

Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the "hospitable" King Yong, feeling something strange in his heart.

The eldest nephew invited him to sit in the house, but if he didn't sit there, he would sit on his nephew's wife. He even entertained him with wine, but if he didn't, his nephew and wife would sweep the couch to welcome him.

After a few moments of silence, Shui Rong said, "Well, I just have some free time, so I'll go and sit in Prince Yong's Mansion."

After all, it was Emperor Yongkang who wanted to support King Yong. Shui Rong's move was not just to share the emperor's worries. He had a sincere heart and the world could learn from it. He definitely didn't want to see his nephew and his wife.

When King Yong heard this, he couldn't help but feel proud. It seemed that Pan'er had done an excellent job and had already tied up Uncle Sixteen, which was very good.

Prince Yong's Mansion, in the wing of the back house.

Zhang Pan'er was wearing a loose light yellow dress, sitting in front of a red lacquered dressing table, tracing her eyebrows and applying makeup and powder in front of the bronze mirror.

After sorting for a while, Zhang Pan'er looked at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror and asked, "Qing'er, do you think there is anything missing?"

Hearing this, Qing'er felt a little helpless. Someone who came earlier reported that the prince invited Prince Beijing to the mansion and asked the princess to prepare some exquisite wine and food for her.

As soon as she got the news, the princess was very excited and hurriedly ordered people to prepare wine and food, while she was hiding in the room applying makeup, just like a woman who wants to please her own appearance.

Obviously, his princess was completely defeated. In fact, this is not surprising. Generally speaking, once a body is given to a man, it will last forever, let alone getting pregnant for that man.

Pursing her pink lips, Qing'er smiled and said: "The princess is like a fairy. Even if she is not dressed up, she is still a delicate beauty. Who would not be happy to see her."

Zhang Pan'er smiled, held her slim face in her slender hands, stared at the bronze mirror, and said in a faint tone: "I'm afraid that my uncle will dislike her."

Originally, Zhang Pan'er was very confident in her appearance, but when she was pregnant, she kept vomiting and became mentally exhausted. She became more and more haggard and thin, which made Zhang Pan'er feel a little unconfident.

Qing'er didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and said with relief: "Princess, you are worrying too much. Prince Beijing is not happy enough to see the princess, so how can he dislike her?"

In fact, Zhang Pan'er just lost a little weight, and her princess just paid too much attention to it, so she lost her balance.

Hearing this, Zhang Paner's heart relaxed slightly. She gently stroked her bulging belly with her bare hands. A happy smile filled the corners of her pink lips. She secretly said in her heart: "My child, you can see your daddy later."

Just as I was thinking about it, the mother-in-law's voice came from outside: "Princess, Prince Beijing is here. The prince wants you to go to the hall to meet him."

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, her heart couldn't help but feel happy. Her beautiful eyebrows were filled with joy. She was not pretentious at the moment. She was supported by Qing'er and walked out with her bulging belly.

Walking along the corridor, Zhang Pan'er walked to the hall, opened the curtain and walked in. He saw that a banquet had been placed on the table in the hall, and his uncle and nephew were already eating.

"Pan'er is here, come quickly and meet your uncle."

King Yong noticed Zhang Paner's arrival and greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Pan'er stared at the young man who thought about it day and night. His handsome and gentle face remained the same as before. He couldn't help but feel a throbbing in his heart, and the embroidered shoes under his feet couldn't help but move closer together.

This man finally remembered the two of them.

When Zhang Pan'er looked at Shui Rong, Shui Rong's eyes also fell on the beauty. Although she looked thinner than usual, she had a sense of weakness, which made people love her.

In front of King Yong, Zhang Pan'er couldn't show how happy she was in her heart, so she had to suppress the throbbing in her heart, and with Qing'er's support, she came closer and said politely: "My nephew and wife have met Uncle Sixteen. "

Shui Rong nodded calmly and said, "My nephew and wife don't need to be polite."

As he said that, Shui Rong's eyes fell on King Yong, and he said with a hint of scolding in his tone: "My nephew's wife is still pregnant. How could King Yong let his nephew and wife come over?"

Don't you feel bad if I don't feel like you? If Yuanchun was pregnant, he would not let her come to see any guests.

King Yong sneered when he heard this. If Pan'er can't come, can I please move you?

Of course, King Yong would not say this bluntly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Sixteen is an elder, and Pan'er naturally wants to pay a visit.

After some pleasantries, Zhang Pan'er did not leave. Instead, she sat on the Arhat bed under the west window, looking like a passerby, looking at the gentle young man at the wine table with gentle eyes.

However, Shui Rong and Yong Wang, who were tacitly understanding each other, did not say much. They exchanged cups and cups and chatted about some affairs in the south of the Yangtze River.

After a while, King Yong's face turned red and his eyes gradually became trance-like. He held his forehead and said, "Uncle Sixteen, my nephew is a little too drunk. Please go down and rest for a while."

Zhang Pan'er's eyes flickered and she ordered: "Come here, the prince is drunk. Help him go down to rest."

When King Yong heard this, he felt relieved. He looked at the beauty with dim eyes, a hint of admiration between his brows, and allowed his servants to help King Yong away.

In the blink of an eye, only Shui Rong and Zhang Pan'er were left in Nuo Da's hall.

Shui Rong stood up and walked towards Zhang Pan'er who was sitting on the Luohan bed. He looked at the bulging belly with warm eyes and felt unspeakable feelings in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the nephew and wife also won the lottery.

Zhang Pan'er noticed the young man's gaze, and couldn't help but caress the swollen belly with her slender hands. She arched her eyebrows and called out softly: "Uncle."

Shui Rong smiled, sat down on the Arhat bed next to the beauty, took Zhang Pan'er's delicate hand, and asked with concern: "Pan'er, how are you doing recently?"

Zhang Paner's heart felt warm when she heard this. She looked at her swollen belly with gentle, bright eyes. She sighed quietly and said angrily, "I'm almost tormented to death by this little thing. The father of the child is... He’s a heartless person, what’s so good about him.”

Being pregnant is a good thing, but Zhang Pan'er is really tortured to death by the pain in her belly. At this difficult time, the child's father is not here, and she is so irritable that sometimes she wants to punch her down.

Water soluble: "."

Well, the gentle-tempered Princess Yong has turned into a shrew, and it seems that she has really suffered a lot.

Shui Rong stretched out his hand and gently caressed his swollen belly, with the beauty's rich milky fragrance lingering in his nose, and said: "Little thing, do you hear me? If you mess with your mother again, I will peel off your skin carefully."

"Bah, Hu Qin, what are you doing? How dare you touch him?"

Zhang Pan'er listened to the boy's joking words, her eyes filled with sweetness. This kind of ordinary "couple" life is what the beauty longs for.

But these inappropriate words made the beauty couldn't help but spit.

It's okay to complain and complain after half your life has stabilized, but if anyone dares to touch him, he must be skinned, not even the child's father.

Shui Rong was speechless after hearing this. Zhang Pan'er's temperament changed drastically after she became pregnant with the child, and she actually turned against Tiangang.

Well, actually Zhang Pan'er like this is not bad, quite interesting.

He raised his eyes and looked at the angry Zhang Pan'er. His bright face was extremely pink, his delicate face moved closer to her, and his hands habitually reached up.

Seeing this, Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled, her long eyelashes closed, her snow-grey face turned red with shame, she reached out and gently climbed onto the young man's shoulder, feeling the young man's warmth.
"Don't."

When she was leaning forward, Zhang Pan'er suddenly pushed the boy away and grabbed the restless hand in front of her with her bare hands. Her beautiful face was filled with beauty and she stopped with a trembling voice.

Why are you so ignorant of the importance of this? It makes you all wet.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and saw the strange dress in front of the beauty. A strange color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't expect Zhang Pan'er to be immeasurable.

Swallowing softly, Shui Rong smiled and said, "Don't waste it."

Zhang Pan'er was greatly ashamed when she heard this. Her bright eyes were as bright as water as she watched the young man unbutton her lapels. Her heart burst into laughter. She loved this one the most, and it was as he wanted.

But for some reason, the beauty didn't feel disgusted. Instead, she felt happy. If the boy behaved abnormally, she would still feel that the boy would dislike her because she was pregnant.

Shui Rong leaned over the white snow, recalling the childhood days with no memory, and hesitated: "Pan'er, do you have any thoughts?"

Zhang Pan'er bit her pink lips with her white teeth, and glanced at the young man with her bright and beautiful eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "That's what I thought."

I can't sleep all night long because of this little thing. Isn't that the time when I need someone to accompany me? How can I not think about it?
Although King Yong is very concerned about the little thing in his belly and always stays with him, can King Yong compare with Shui Rong, her father? It's not too late to be disgusted.

A pregnant woman's mind is very sensitive and capricious.

Hearing this, Shui Rong smiled knowingly and gently placed the beauty on the Arhat's bed.
Zhang Pan'er came back to her senses and stared at the young man with her beautiful eyes. There was something unnatural about her beautiful face, and said: "No, you can't hurt the child."

She wanted to think about it, but she was still pregnant, so she must not act recklessly. She knew the boy's strengths. If she stabbed the child, it would be too late to cry.

When Shui Rong heard this, he didn't take it seriously and said: "My eldest nephew has carefully arranged it, and we can't let him down. Don't worry, Pan'er will be more careful."

Yong Wang's poor acting skills are clearly creating opportunities. If so, why should Shui Rong be pretentious.

If the two of them were having an affair in private, Shui Rong wouldn't have become ridiculous in the hall.

In fact, King Yong could have simply passed out drunk in the hall, and there was no need to forcefully embarrass his acting skills.

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she was slightly startled. Her beautiful face hesitated for a moment, she turned her head and said in a trembling voice: "Then be more careful."

In fact, why doesn’t the beauty miss the boy?

Shui Rong heard the words and said no more. He lay on his side behind the beauty. His hand gently caressed the beauty's swollen belly. It gradually slipped and he felt his hand was wet. He couldn't help but whisper softly: "It's so painful, Pan'er."

Zhang Erfang's heart was filled with embarrassment, and her gentle cheeks were as red as a blush. It was not him who did this. (End of chapter)