Rebirth of the second ex-husband

Chapter 170
Let's talk about Guo Yidao, one of the four sons of the capital, this Guo Gongzi wholeheartedly wants to become a person who is very influential to the country like Meng Changjun.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations. Although he also studied a lot of time and was full of economics, he attracted the suspicion of villains and could not be used in the court.

Although Guo Yidao's father was the Duke of Jingyuan, the title was not hereditary. If his father passed the title to him, he could only be a Marquis of Jingyuan.

In other words, if this title is passed on to his son, it cannot be passed on after that, but only three generations.

Moreover, Marquis with different surnames like them are all on the edge of power, far from having real power. If Guo Yidao wants to make a difference, it is really difficult for him to reach the sky.

It stands to reason that the generation of poetry, calligraphy and Neo Confucianism should know shame, know integrity, and keep themselves clean.However, Mr. Guo happened to be a narrow-minded and vicious person.

It’s fine if this kind of person doesn’t study, at most it will harm the whole country and dominate one side. However, once this kind of person studies, if he still has fame and fame, he will harm one side and have far-reaching influence.

Guo Yidao only wanted to be in the imperial court. After his greatest wish was shattered, he formed a party with the four dandies in the capital, willing to degenerate, and harming the people.

But the more this is the case, the more he hopes to get rich and powerful, because he has deeply tried the benefits of rich and powerful.

At first, he wanted to betroth his younger sister to the son of Wang Shilang, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he also wanted to use Wang Shilang's rights in the court to speak for himself and free him from this restriction.

But it's different now. He thought that if he was the future emperor's brother-in-law, that is, the uncle of the country, then why would he not be able to receive both rights?
Thinking of this, Guo Yidao no longer cared about the cold reception he received in Prince Qin's mansion today. When he saw that King Qin was actually the one who was besieged by them on the flowers a few days ago, he knew the result in his heart.

He also regretted and blamed himself endlessly. He never thought that the person who claimed to be Qin Xiao that day would be the prince Li of the palace and the Seventh Prince.

However, the current situation has come to this point, and Guo Yidao will never give up easily. Before the result is obtained, everything is possible. He believes that there are turning points everywhere.

"Prince Wang is still at Xiaolan's place today?" Guo Yidao asked a doorman following him.

"Back to my lord, Mr. Wang has been in Changchun Tower every day during this period, and Miss Xiaolan has been taken by him." The doorman replied truthfully.

"Hmph, what a dou who can't afford to support you, my sister gave it to you, isn't it a waste. You deserve to die!" Guo Yidao said bitterly in a low voice.

"I think today is peaceful and quiet, the night is charming, the wine is not intoxicating and everyone gets drunk, what do you think of the good day I picked for the prince?" Guo Yidao suddenly said to the doormen.

The doorman understood, and immediately said: "Yes, this subordinate will go to prepare."

"Tell Youlang to do it more cleanly, so as not to damage my Changchun Tower business." Guo Yidao added.

It was a dark and windy night, but the Changchun Building in the capital city was very lively, the corners of the building were covered with red lanterns, and beautifully dressed women greeted the guests in front of the door.

In the elegant wing room upstairs, incense is wafting, permeating the room, there is a sweet and greasy smell.

The thin prince was holding a girl in his arms, and he called softly: "Come on, Xiaolan, let me have another drink with you!"

He was already a little bit drunk, and he didn't know what the woman in his arms was doing, so he just drank it on his own.

Just finished drinking a cup, Xiaolan leaned softly against him, her skin flushed, she poured another cup immediately, and said softly, "Come on, Prince, have another cup."

"Okay, drink! But... first let me... touch it!" I didn't know how many cups I drank before, I saw that the prince was already drunk, his speech was blurred, his eyes were blurred, but he did not forget to eat the beauty's tofu .

"Oh, my lord is so annoying!" Xiao Lanjiao laughed, but there was disgust in her eyes. She suppressed the nausea and let his wolf hands climb up her body.

Wang Gongzi touched her soft part contentedly, pinched it maliciously a few times, and then put his mouth together to drink up the glass of wine that Miss Xiaolan brought over.

At this time, Prince Wang's guards ran in, and Xiaolan continued to persuade him to drink as if he didn't see it: "Young master is a good drinker, Xiaolan admires it, let's have another drink!"

But the guard whispered a few words in the prince's ear, the prince was startled, he stood up staggeringly, and waved his hands vigorously: "No... no... no, you're drunk, if you drink again, you'll be really sick." Drunk......, today??? My son??? Still??? Still??? I have something to do, tomorrow... Tomorrow... Tomorrow, my son will come again!"

Xiaolan pulled the prince: "Don't go, the prince, I will have a few drinks with the prince."

Xiaolan smiled, determined to keep the prince, she said that the wine glass was brought to the prince's mouth.

Prince Wang's eyes were already red, and he waved his hand again to refuse: "No...no...drink, tomorrow...tomorrow, wash...wash...clean, wait...wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Prince Wang pushed away Xiaolan who came up to him, and with the support of the guards, he went downstairs step by step and walked out of Changchun Tower.

There was a luxurious carriage parked at the gate of Changchun Building. The driver saw Mr. Wang coming out, went up to meet him and said with a smile, "My lord, are you going to stop here today?"

The guard shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and help the young master get into the car and go back to the house, the master is back."

The master controls the prince tightly, although the master loves the son, it doesn't mean that the master indulges the son to get drunk in the brothel.

The coachman helped Prince Wang into the carriage, and just turned around to drive the horse away, but saw Prince Wang plopped from the carriage and fell under the carriage, the coachman jumped out of the carriage with a heartbeat, and got up Prince Wang who had fallen from the carriage.

The guards also hurried over to help, but saw that the son's forehead was knocked on the shaft of the car, bleeding from the knock, his eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep drunk.

The two of them didn't have time to take a closer look, and they pretended that the prince was drunk and fell asleep, and rolled out of the car, never even knowing that he had hurt his head.

The two hurriedly carried Prince Wang into the carriage, wiped his scratched forehead, and then rushed all the way to the Wang's mansion.

That night, the prince returned to the palace, feeling very depressed. Today he went to look for Yun Zhaoran, but found nothing. Xiaoluzi said it was a manor on a hill outside the city, but there were only a few families on that hill.

He secretly asked: Where is Miss Yun?Did she hide from him on purpose?If so, how can this be good?

The crown prince is in an irritable mood, now he is not worried about the girl Ye Caiyi who he has been thinking about the most, because Princess Linghua gave her a reassurance.

He was worrying about other girls, thinking about the beauty of the clouds and rain that day, it was really fascinating, and thinking about the snow-like skin that was rosy and white, full of charms.

The prince's heart was itchy, like a cat scratching his heart. That night and that dream were endlessly attractive to him, and he couldn't help yearning for it.

He was walking around in the palace, but the prince had a temperament that would not give up until he reached his goal, "No, I will look for it tomorrow!" Having made up his mind, the prince made up his mind and waited quietly for the dawn to come.

(End of this chapter)