Red Mansion Beijingwang

The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.

In the ear room of the government office, Shui Rong was sitting on the Arhat bed, staring at King Yong who was sitting opposite him, with a kind smile on his delicate face, and said, "What's wrong with His Highness King Yong today?"

This eldest nephew does errands every now and then to deliver official documents, and he doesn't feel tired. In terms of attitude, King Yong's performance is the most sincere.

Perhaps it was because of his nephew's wife's affairs that he decided that water dissolution had nothing to do with it. This was a profitable thing, so he naturally persevered in it.

However, no matter how sincere Prince Yong's attitude is, Shui Rong will not participate in the battle for the crown prince. He can only say that this eldest nephew has "lost his wife and lost his army", and he has to raise a good son for nothing.

King Yong smiled and said, "I heard that my previous uncle sixteen took a concubine, so I came here to congratulate him."

When Shui Rong heard this, he understood clearly that he did not hide anything about the concubine. Anyone who paid some attention to the Beijing Palace would probably know about it, so there was nothing surprising about it.

With a chuckle, Shui Rong stared at his eldest nephew and said with a bit of incomprehension in his tone: "It's not a big deal. If King Yong is envious, he can take in a few concubines."

The issue of concubinage is really not a big deal for people like them. After all, it is just some interesting anecdotes.

When King Yong heard this, his face suddenly froze, and he felt cold all over his body. There was a hint of sternness in his eyes when he looked at Shui Rong, and an unknown anger surged up in his heart.

What's the point of taking concubines? They're just for decoration. Uncle Sixteen's words were definitely mocking him.

In a moment, King Yong concealed his strangeness and said with a clear expression: "My nephew only wants to share the worries of the imperial court, so he doesn't care about taking concubines."

Even Uncle Sixteen didn't know about the things he was not humane about. This was just a normal conversation, not sarcastic, but he was too sensitive.

Thinking of this, King Yong changed the topic and said: "Besides, my nephew and Pan'er are very affectionate as husband and wife. Now that I am pregnant, I don't think about food and drink all day long. Seeing that my body is getting thinner, my nephew also doesn't." The thought of taking a concubine.”

Shui Rong scoffed when he heard this. The couple gave his wife away, and they loved being a father. They really perfectly interpreted the idiom "a husband and wife love each other deeply".

Besides, you have no intention of taking a concubine? It’s because you don’t have the ability!
After a deep groan, Shui Rong said with a clear expression: "There is a female medical officer in the Imperial Hospital. If King Yong is worried, he might as well ask someone to go to the palace and have a look, so as to put his mind at ease."

There is no heir in Prince Yong's palace yet, and the one in Zhang Pan'er's belly is extremely important. If something really went wrong, Prince Yong would have been so anxious to seek medical treatment that he would go out of his way to talk to him.

The corner of King Yong's mouth curled up and he said, "That's true. I'll go to the Imperial Hospital to have a look later."

After saying that, King Yong took a sip from the tea cup on the table. He seemed to have remembered something. He raised his eyes to look at Shuirong and invited: "There are some good wines in the house. If Uncle Sixteen is free, you might as well come to visit me." Sit in my son's house and let my nephew and Pan'er show respect and filial piety."

Water soluble: "."

Is your filial piety a serious one?
As expected, King Yong did this intentionally. He probably wanted to use this to arouse Shui Rong's worries so that Shui Rong could visit King Yong's Mansion.

Speaking of which, the child in Zhang Paner's belly is the son of the Prince of Beijing. How can a father not be worried?

Men know men, when the novelty wears off, they will probably abandon it.

Presumably, it was because Shui Rong had not seen Zhang Pan'er for several months, and because Shui Rong had taken a concubine, King Yong felt a sense of crisis, so he needed to deepen the relationship between Shui Rong and Zhang Pan'er.

After a few moments of silence, Shui Rong said, "I'll be a guest at Prince Yong's Mansion some other time."

You still have to go, if King Yong really thinks that Shui Rong likes the new and hates the old, he is afraid that once his nephew-in-law gives birth, he will probably die of a hemorrhage.

After all, to King Yong, Zhang Paner can be regarded as a shame to King Yong. If there is no use value, he will not care too much.

He didn't say whether he liked his nephew-in-law or not, but he couldn't ignore her willingness to give birth to a child for him.

Besides, Shui Rong was very satisfied with his nephew's wife's "filial piety".

However, the rhythm cannot be controlled by Prince Yong, so Shui Rong will not make a promise immediately. He wants to give Prince Yong hope while leaving room for himself.

Well, I'm going to see my nephew-in-law in two days.

Seeing Shui Rong's response, King Yong felt a little relieved and said with a smile, "Then my nephew and Pan'er will be waiting for your sixteenth uncle to come."

Shui Rong smiled and nodded without saying anything. The eldest nephew's filial piety was dispensable. The key was the filial piety of his nephew's wife. It was strange to think about it.

Now that my body is stable, I think I can be more dedicated.

King Yong smiled when he saw this, took a sip from the tea cup, his eyes flashed, and turned to say: "Uncle Sixteen, the New Deal has made some people panic, and my nephew is quite worried about it. I'm worried and want to ask for advice. I hope Uncle Sixteen will give me some advice."

Shui Rong glanced at King Yong and felt relieved.

The New Deal was decided at the court meeting at the beginning of the year, with Marquis Baoling taking the lead, and Shandong was selected for trial implementation.

The reason why we chose Shandong was because Shandong had just experienced a flood and was in dire straits. Even if there were problems with the New Deal, it would not be too bad.

Although it was decided, the New Deal always touched the interests of the gentry and powerful people. Although the decree was issued, some small actions in private could not be controlled, and people's hearts fluctuated.

Now King Yong is asking, presumably because he intends to seek advice from him, so that he can decide how to deal with the new policy.

After a few moments of silence, Shuirong took a sip from the tea cup and said with a clear expression, "The Holy Heart is as deep as the abyss. Since the Emperor has made a decree, don't you still know what to do?"

There was a hint of hesitation on King Yong's face, and he was a bit confused: "My nephew also understands what Uncle Sixteen means, but this matter is of great importance. If my nephew expresses his attitude, I am afraid that the gain will outweigh the loss."

It is true that as Shui Rong said, since Emperor Yongkang has made a will, that is to support the New Deal, they will follow the trend and cater to Emperor Yongkang's wishes, and they will naturally gain favor.

It's just that, the New Deal involves a lot. Once King Yong expresses his support, he will most likely be hostile to the gentry, officials, and even the powerful. This will make him lose his arm in the fight for the reserve. I am afraid that It’s really not worth the loss.

I didn't see King Le, King Kang and others remaining silent, either because they were worried about this.

Shui Rong understood what was said, smiled, and said earnestly: "Your Highness, King Yong, now that the situation in the court has been decided, you have fallen behind. If you want to take advantage of the situation, you must find another way.

In this world, the emperor's brother is the one who makes the final decision. "Jane is in the emperor's heart." You can understand the meaning of these four words. "

Even though there are hundreds of officials and dignitaries like them in the court, in the final analysis, the only one who makes the decision is Emperor Yongkang. They are nothing more than a group of senior executives. They can give opinions but cannot make the decision.

Apart from other things, everyone knows that He Shen is greedy, but as long as "Jian is in the emperor's heart", his safety is guaranteed.

King Yong thought about it for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he stood up and bowed sternly, "My nephew understands. I thank Uncle Sixteen for his teachings."

In fact, what Shui Rong said was true. Although King Yong was the legitimate son, he was not the only legitimate son, and the current queen was not his biological mother. In addition, during the several years of vacancy in the court, this series of problems made He was always inferior to King Le and King Kang in the court.

For this reason, King Yong had no choice but to desperately hug the thigh of Prince Beijing, and then he gradually started to improve.

It's just that this improvement is not as good as that of Le Wang and others.

Regarding the current New Deal, King Le and others have ambiguous attitudes. If he expresses his attitude, it will undoubtedly cater to Emperor Yongkang's wishes. In this way, he will not be taking advantage of the situation.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Shui Rong had talked to him about competing for the heirloom, which made King Yong very excited. He felt that the shameless closeness had finally paid off.

Puda is so happy!
Shui Rong was silent when he saw this, but he didn't say anything at all.

The New Deal must be implemented. Since King Yong has jumped out, he simply gives it a push. With the prince waving the flag and shouting, things will go smoothly.

As for the reserve position, he didn't care. It was Emperor Yongkang's decision.

After sending King Yong away, Shui Rong didn't think anything of it. He got up and left the Governor's Mansion, then left the palace and returned to the Mansion.

After returning to the palace, Shui Rong went straight to his courtyard. At this moment, he changed into loose clothes under Yingluo's service.

Shui Rong stared at Yingluo's pretty jade face, which was different from the tenderness of girls in the past. It had a somewhat mature charm, but there was a bit of sadness between her delicate eyebrows, and asked: "Yingluo, what's going on?" Yingluo answered. The hand on the lapel paused for a moment, then continued to take care of it, slightly pouting his pink lips and saying, "Nothing."

Seeing this, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to pinch the beauty's chin and raised it slightly. His fingertips caressed the beauty's pouted lips and said angrily: "You don't look like you are nothing."

Yingluo's cheeks warmed slightly, and she gave the young man an angry look with her beautiful eyes. She pouted and murmured, "I haven't served the prince for a long time."

Shui Rong's face was startled when he heard this, and he became speechless for a moment.

Speaking of which, Yingluo was originally the first person to eat crabs. However, as the number of people in the palace increased, there were fewer and fewer people for Yingluo to serve.

After all, in the palace, let alone Yuanchun, Keqing, Tanchun and Baochai, they deserve it, not Yingluo.

The rest, such as Xiangling, Baoqin, and Fu Qiufang, are all experienced people. In addition, Liu Wuer, Xiaohong, and Xiangling are all experienced people, even Jin. Chuaier has also tasted it.

In the palace, there are also the Zhen family sisters and Youshi Shuangshu who came to the door, as well as the Miaoyu Master, Zhen Fengshi and Beijing Taifei from the Cuicui Temple.

Reaching out and pinching the beauty's cheek, Shui Rong smiled and scolded: "You are such a greedy girl, you are really a greedy thing."

When Yingluo heard this, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she felt shy and said angrily: "My slave and the prince are talking seriously, but the prince is making fun of me."

Whether she is greedy or not, even if she is greedy, she can't say it!

Well, she was just greedy, especially Qingwen's little naughty little hooves. Didn't she just eat it once? She had eaten more salt than Qingwen had eaten. What's the big deal?

Moreover, Yingluo has not only eaten with one mouth, can Qingwen compare to her? Dreaming about her spring and autumn dreams.

Shui Rong chuckled and said, "Okay, in broad daylight, I'll let you try it later."

After all, he was the person who had been with him for the longest time. Shui Rong still treated him differently in his heart, and he couldn't let the beauty's heart fall.

When Yingluo heard the words, her snow-grey cheeks were as gorgeous as clouds, and her bright eyes under Liu Ye's thin eyebrows were moist. She murmured a soft response and happily helped the young man change his clothes.

After changing her clothes, Shui Rong's heart suddenly moved and she suddenly said, "Yingluo, where is mother now?"

Yingluo was thinking about the evening, and she didn't realize he was there. She replied with a smile: "The concubine should be taking a lunch break in the Nuan Pavilion of Ning'an Hall at the moment. She will almost wake up soon."

Shui Rong's eyes flashed, he was silent for a while, and said, "I'll go over and take a look, and you can tidy up the house."

I want to give Yingluo a taste later. It's still early and I have nothing to do. I just happened to go over to taste Beijing Princess's delicacies. It's to say hello to my mother.

After saying that, Shui Rong walked away, walking along the corridor, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived outside the Nuan Pavilion of Ning'an Hall.

Stopping the mother-in-law's reply, Shui Rong opened the curtain, stepped on the wool blanket, walked around a flower and bird screen, and saw a graceful figure lying on the soft platform.

Shui Rong looked at the maid standing beside him, waved his hand, then stepped forward lightly and sat down on the soft brocade pier.

At this time, the maid had retreated, and there were only two people left in the Nuan Pavilion. Shui Rong looked at the beauty quietly. Her black hair was spread like clouds, her breasts were half-covered, her red lips were slightly raised, and her bright eyes were closed tightly. She looked very charming.

It’s really a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring.

I don’t know how long it took, Princess Beijing’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were sleepy, she stretched her graceful body, her red lips opened slightly and said: "Chun Yu, bring me a cup of tea."

In a moment, a cup of tea was handed over to her. Concubine Beijing subconsciously stretched out her hand to take it. However, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she saw that there was something slightly wrong with the hands in front of her. She slightly raised her head and looked over, and she was suddenly startled. .

"You're here like this."

Suddenly, Princess Beijing suddenly woke up, her beautiful eyes widened, and her delicate body shrank back involuntarily, like a frightened little rabbit.

Seeing the beauty's reaction, Shui Rong couldn't help but feel funny. Is he so "scary"?
Passing the tea cup over, Shui Rong smiled and said, "Guan'er doesn't want to drink water, why don't you take it now?"

Princess Beijing's heart trembled. She looked around with her beautiful eyes. Seeing that there was no one else in the room, she couldn't help but calm down a little. Then she looked at the young man and glared: "You are going to die, you scared me."

It's not that the boy is scary, but she has always been afraid of the relationship between the two of them. She had a subconscious reaction when she saw the boy when she woke up.

Listening to the beauty's almost embarrassed words, Shui Rong chuckled, holding the beauty's slender hand with his other hand, and said warmly: "Guan'er, there are only two of us in the room, you don't have to be afraid."

The beauty's delicate body trembled, her charming moon-like face was flushed, and her heart was trembling in her chest. She subconsciously broke away, glanced at the young man, and said angrily: "Don't be ridiculous."

What I was most afraid of was the young man in front of me. He started to do things in a short while, and he was not afraid of being seen.

Shui Rong didn't realize he was there. He stared at the beauty's charming face and said softly: "Guan'er, I miss you."

Concubine Beijing: "..."

Listening to those straightforward and blazing words, Concubine Beijing's cheeks were as hot as fire, her heart was pounding, her teeth were biting her pink lips, and when she was about to say something, she saw the young man holding it in his hand. He finished the tea cup in one gulp and came over in a moment.

"Hmm~"

At this time, Princess Beijing's beautiful eyes widened, and she didn't dare to say anything. She gently pushed her away, but when she couldn't push her away, she sighed quietly in her heart, closed her eyes, and allowed the young man to do whatever he wanted.

After a while, Princess Beijing's delicate body was as soft as silkworms, her snow-grey cheeks were as gorgeous as clouds, and her peach-like pink lips were glowing with crystals, and she scolded softly: "You, you are so impudent."

This time, medicine was delivered by mouth last time, and water was delivered by mouth this time. How come I like this method.

Shui Rong looked at the beauty with a clear expression, staring at the beauty's shy jade face, like a peony swaying in the wind, charming and charming, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to drink tea, Guan'er?"

He didn't refuse when he was fed before, but he acted recklessly after drinking.
Concubine Beijing was embarrassed and glared at the young man with her beautiful eyes full of water. Her feet under her skirt moved slightly together, then she turned her head away and spat in a low voice, cursing: "You scoundrel."

After getting along with him for four years, she finally understood the young man's character. She finally understood that in the past, the young man's modesty was just a pretense, and trying to reason with him was just like a scholar meeting a soldier.

But I don’t know why, because I was previously worried about being discovered, my heart was filled with anxiety, and that kind of nervous throbbing, now my eyes are actually a little misty.

Shui Rong naturally noticed the beauty's strangeness, and felt that Princess Beijing was becoming more and more charming. This kind of desire to refuse and welcome her was really irresistible.

Pursing his lips, Shui Rong reached out and pinched the beauty's chin and pulled it back. He stared at the beauty's incomparably beautiful jade cheeks and said in a clear voice: Guan'er, how can I serve you? "

Concubine Beijing's heart trembled, her snowy face was bright red, she looked at the young man with an embarrassed look on her face, and there was a hint of moistness in her beautiful eyes, and she said angrily: "Don't make trouble."

It wasn't the first time. She didn't know what it was to serve. Suddenly, there was an indescribable pounding and throbbing in her heart, and the embroidered shoes under her skirt couldn't help but move closer together.

Since that time, Princess Beijing seems to have learned a lot about her taste. During the midnight dream, she tossed and turned, and most of the young people were willing to bow down and become her subordinates.

Shui Rong smiled knowingly when he saw this, and without saying anything else, he reached out and took the beauty's feet.
"Wait, don't let anyone break in."

Water soluble: "."

Guan'er is really duplicitous.

I don't know how long it took before Shui Rong walked out of the Nuan Pavilion. Under the reflection of the setting sun, her delicate face was tinged with blush and looked crystal clear.

At this time, Shui Rong stared at the sunset and sighed in his heart, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful." The ancients did not deceive me.

Previously, they were all tense and almost drew their swords, but thinking about the broad daylight, Guan'er was afraid that Guan'er's heart would be too conflicted and would hit the bottom, so she could not hold back the sheath.

In the skill of boiling an eagle, whoever fails to endure it first will fail.

I'll wait for a while and find a quiet night next time, and I'll get it done as soon as I can. (End of chapter)