Jingmen Fengyue

Chapter 89
Those three people did not speak, but they agreed with Yan Ting's words in their hearts.

"Let's go! Don't you see that Miss Tingyin and Brother Qin Zheng are busy cooking? Don't make trouble, let's go inside and wait!" Xie Mohan spoke, the last thing he wanted his sister to be People appreciate it, but with her current status here, there is nothing she can do.

"That's right, we can't help you much, let's go into the house!" Li Muqing said.

Several people nodded in unison and walked towards the house.

Yan Ting did not leave, but stood at the door, looked inside, and said to Qin Zheng, "The arrangement of Qin Yu will be confirmed by the court today. The emperor read what he said earlier when he deposed Qin Yu and left Beijing. After breaking out of the Jiutang Purgatory of Wuming Mountain, he returned to Beijing to restore his clan and identity. But now that Wuming Mountain is destroyed, he has no purgatory to break into. It can be regarded as half of his calamity is blocked by Wuming Mountain. That is to say, half of the guilt. Restoring him The family name and the identity of the fourth prince, but he will be kept in the Mobei Army to serve."

Qin Zheng nodded, obviously expected it, not surprised.

"The Prime Minister Zuo and all the courtiers agreed with the emperor's decision. The imperial decree has already been issued. The emperor sent his cronies to take the imperial edict to Mobei. Riding fast horses day and night, we should be able to reach the army guarding the border in Mobei during the Chinese New Year. " Yan Ting said again, "This time he really does not know when he will be able to return to Beijing, the emperor has not set a date, it may be one year, it may be two years, or it may be [-] years."

Qin Zheng snorted, "He'd better not come back for the rest of his life!"

Yan Ting looked at him and said strangely, "You don't remember the order that the old monk of Fafo Temple gave you?"

Qin Zheng glanced at him, "Remember!"

Yan Ting slapped his forehead and cried out, "Qin Yu is unlucky this time, and you are so hopeful that he will have a good life. He doesn't know when he will come back!"

Qin Zheng threw a handful of dry firewood into the stove without saying a word.

"Hey, Miss Tingyin, do you know who these three extra people are today?" Yan Ting stopped talking to Qin Zheng, but said to Xie Fanghua, "The status of the three of them is not low. Look, Your reputation is already so great that the three of them can't bear to come to see you now."

Xie Fanghua ignored Yanting.

Yan Ting got used to her attitude and didn't care about it, and continued, "Anyway, you can't speak, so you can't tell me that you want to know, but you must want to know in your heart, right? I'll tell you kindly! The three of them are Wang Wu, the second son of the Hanlin King University scholar, Zheng Yi, the eldest son who supervised Zheng Yushi, and Qin Qing, the eighth prince raised by the concubine."

Xie Fanghua paused for a while while cooking. She didn't expect these three people to have a lot of background.

Since ancient times, there have been many factions in North Korea and China.

There are factions that are unstable and hard-edged like the Left Prime Minister, and there are factions that are neutral and safe like the Right Prime Minister. There are also factions such as the Zhongyonghou Mansion and the Yongkang Hou Mansion that are cautiously seeking to survive, and there are also factions like the Prince of England who are loyal to the emperor and are highly valued by the royal family. , there are Qingliu factions with real power and nobles such as the Procuratorate, Yushitai, Hanlin Academy, and Dali Temple.

The more factions there are, the more happy the emperor is.The emperor does not need his courtiers to have one voice, one tone.

Therefore, as the prince became an adult and the emperor was getting older, the officials in various mansions and their official positions in the court became sensitive.

Especially when the fourth prince Qin Yu was kicked out of the capital, the water in the capital became deeper.

The official positions of the officials also determine the circle of contacts of the children in the mansion.

However, in the southern Qin capital, there is only one family that is not afraid of associating with people from various official residences, and that is the Prince Ying's residence.

Even if it is the prince, or the clan prince, the county king and other royal relatives, or even the children of officials in the court.

The Prince of England is highly valued by the imperial power, so naturally he doesn't need to stand in line. If others want to win him over, even if the Queen wants to win him over, they won't be able to win him over.Not to mention the other people in the harem.The biological mother of the third prince is Concubine Liu of Yicui Palace, and the biological mother of the fifth prince is Concubine Shen of Yufu Palace.These two are the emperor's favorite concubines who share a share of the harem with the empress.There was also an adult prince by his side, so after the fourth prince left Beijing, they were considered to have won.But during this period of time, no rumors about the two palaces and the two princes were heard, so it can be seen that they kept a low profile in a timely manner.

In addition to the third prince and fifth prince, the emperor also has three little princes, namely the eighth prince, the eleventh prince, and the thirteenth prince.The eighth prince is just 14 years old, the eleventh prince and the thirteenth prince are ten and seven years old respectively.

Although the status of the eighth prince's mother and concubine is a noble concubine, but her mother has no background, she was selected from a commoner woman. Maybe because she is too good-looking and favored, she has risen from a commoner woman to a noble concubine in one step, which has aroused the jealousy of the concubine. When the prince was murdered and lost his life.Concubine Lin took pity on the eighth prince, and took him to her side to raise him, and then he grew up safely.

The eleventh prince and the thirteenth prince were both born to concubines, and their mother is still there, but their status is low and no one supports them.

There is no empress dowager in the palace now, Concubine Lin is the oldest, and even the status of the eighth prince is also honorable.But he has no maternal background, and Concubine Lin does not participate in the concubine's struggle and court affairs, so he will not be stared at by the empress, Concubine Liu, and Concubine Shen.

Therefore, it is not unusual for him to come here to see Qin Zheng with the eldest son of the supervisory censor and the second son of the Hanlin University scholar.

He is not like the third and fifth princes. Because of selfishness, he does not dare to form cliques, make friends with anyone openly, and even others are not cautious about dealing with the British Prince's House. On the contrary, they are more cautious Even the door is not easy to come by.

"Hey, Brother Qin Zheng, your listening skills are really amazing. She didn't even have an expression when she heard the identities of these three people." Yan Ting walked into the small kitchen, stood beside Xie Fanghua, and sized her up for a while. , admiringly authentic.

Qin Zheng picked up a piece of dry wood and threw it at him.

Yan Ting immediately took two steps back to avoid it, and looked at Qin Zheng, "Why did you hit me?"

"Stay away from her." Qin Zheng's expression turned ugly.

Yan Ting understood immediately, and laughed a few times, showing a understanding expression, "Don't worry, I won't try to get you to listen to the music. She's just a boring gourd, and you're the only one who likes her. I won't like her. "

"Remember your words!" Qin Zheng's face turned pale.

"Of course I will remember! When will my words not count?" Yan Ting raised his eyebrows, approached Qin Zheng, and eagerly said, "Come on, let me burn two! I will learn too! When I marry a daughter-in-law in the future, I will I also want her to cook, and I will light a fire for her."

Qin Zheng stepped aside immediately.

Yan Ting didn't expect Qin Zheng to be so eloquent, so he patted him on the shoulder, "My good brother, you're really saving face." After saying that, he threw a few sticks of firewood into it, crushing the flames to death. He was dumbfounded and asked Qin Zheng Zheng, "What should I do?"

"You put too much dry firewood, take it out!" Qin Zheng said.

Yan Ting quickly pulled out a few pieces of dry firewood, but the flames still didn't ignite, so he looked at Qin Zheng again.

(End of this chapter)