Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 370
Seeing that Li Shimin deliberately postponed the wedding, the smiling eldest grandson Wuji couldn't be happier anymore.

"This matter will change if it is too late. What is the meaning of Wan Sui asking Fang Jun to go to Henan Province to deal with the disaster?" Changsun Wuji's eyes flashed darkly, and he looked at Fang Yiai, as if he was looking at a thorn in his flesh.

Fang Yiai sat back at the banquet, and most of the depression in her heart disappeared immediately, "After I willingly went to Henan Road, Wansui deliberately postponed Jingniang's wedding. Could it be that he is telling me that there is still room for negotiation?"

In this way, the bewildered civil and military officials, Fang Yiai and the eldest grandson Wuji forcefully smiled, until it was almost dusk, and then sent away the drunken Fanhan from Bohai.

Li Shimin walked out from the banquet, walked slowly to Fang Yi'ai, said with a smile: "Fang Qing, go outside to drink away."

"Observe the order." Fang Yiai got up and cupped his hands, thinking, "Long live really has something to order. It seems that Jingniang's marriage and the locust plague were originally planned by Wan live."

Accompanied by Bai Jian, the two walked out of the Wanhua Hall slowly, and wandered around the imperial garden.

After walking for a long time, Li Shimin stopped slowly after he was completely out of sight of the officials in Wanhua Hall.

"Fang Jun, are you dissatisfied?" Li Shimin looked at the newly opened peony garden on both sides of the road, his eyes flickering.

Hearing Li Shimin's words, Fang Yiai was taken aback, exchanged a glance with Bai Jian who was beside her, and said hastily, "How dare I."

"I know that you have a deep relationship with Qin Jingniang and his wife. She is your first woman, right?" Li Shimin talked with Fang Yi'ai, and his tone was that of a monarch and a minister, as if an elder were talking with a younger generation.

Fang Yiai was speechless, and wanted to explain, but she was afraid that the description would become darker, so she simply kept her mouth shut and acquiesced.

Seeing that Fang Yiai remained silent, Li Shimin chuckled, pointed to a bunch of peony flowers and said, "Fang Jun, can you find out what's so strange about this flower?"

Fang Yiai took a closer look, and saw that the cluster of peonies was growing extraordinarily lush, with pink flowers and emerald green leaves, but the flower branches were slightly tilted to one side, which was obviously caused by the unbalanced growth of the flowers on the branches.

"My humble minister is dull, I don't know what's so special about this flower?" Fang Yiai clasped his hands to no avail.

Li Shimin turned around and stared at Fang Yi'ai for a long time, then bent down to pinch off two bright peonies, looked at the delicate flower buds in his hands, and said: "Look, with a little external force, the peonies that were originally tilted and about to break will be straightened. "

After finishing speaking, Li Shimin threw the peony on the ground casually. The famous flower that others could not ask for was discarded like a shoe in the hands of Tang Taizong, as if it was worthless.

"Okay, it's getting late, you go out of the palace and go back to Zhuangyuan's Mansion, Li Zhi will have someone to talk to." Li Shimin paced away, but Bai Jian hesitated to speak, and finally pointed to the two peonies on the ground, followed by After Li Shimin went to Zichen Palace.

Standing alone between the corridors of the imperial garden, looking at the peonies on the ground, Fang Yiai scratched her head and muttered: "Long live's words seem to contain deep meaning, but why didn't you say it clearly?"

With doubts in his heart, Fang Yiai walked out of Daming Palace, because without Li Shimin's will, he could not go to Qixia Palace to say goodbye to Li Lizhi face to face. , The difference between men and women is always a show.

Walking in the downtown area of ​​Chang'an, it was almost sunset, but Fang Yiai's airy attire was very recognizable.

Everyone saluted Fang Yi'ai one after another, and the address changed from the top of the commoner list to the more flattering titles such as the number one scholar and son-in-law.

Fang Yiai forced a smile all the way, and finally returned to Princess Gaoyang's mansion with a friendly appearance.

Before that, Li Shimin ordered the Ministry of Industry to renovate the Princess Mansion. Although the construction had not yet started, the plaque in front of the mansion was changed from "Gaoyang Princess Mansion" to "Fang Mansion".

Looking up, the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the plaque, and the gold-plated plaque looked extraordinarily magnificent, which also slightly changed Fang Yiai's depressed mood.

Entering the mansion, the servants of the mansion nodded and bowed one by one, there was no disdain for the "trash son-in-law" before.

"Shu'er?" Knowing from Mei Xiang that Gao Yang was resting in the bedroom, Fang Yiai showed a slight smile and pushed open the door. Before that, Gao Yang was sitting in front of the desk with full concentration, as if he was copying something.

"Brother Juner!"

Seeing Fang Yiai enter the door, Gao Yang smiled, put down the hair in his hand, trotted and snuggled into her husband's arms.

"I'm worried about Shu'er these days. Brother Jun'er never suffered in prison, right?" Gao Yang's apricot eyes contained tenderness. Compared with the slightly immature little girl a few days ago, she now looked a bit more girlish. rhyme.

Fang Yiai fastened the door latch, hugged Gao Yang and sat in front of the desk, stretched out her hand and lightly pinched the beautiful jade-like Qiong nose, and said with a smile: "Look at what we are wearing, the brocade red robe, the black gauze hat with gold inserts on our heads, flower."

"Here, the white jade wat board given by Long Live." Fang Yiai took off the black gauze and put down the wat board, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of Gao Yang's idle time to look at the hibiscus and golden flowers, Fang Yiai looked around, but saw that the object that Gao Yang just copied was the Buddhist Heart Sutra.

"Shu'er, what are you doing copying Buddhist scriptures?"

Gao Yang was wearing a gauze hat, enjoying the addiction of the number one scholar, when suddenly he heard Fang Yiai's question, two blushes flashed across his cheeks, and he said shyly: "Pray for Brother Jun'er, now Brother Jun'er returns safely, I want to come But it is due to Shu'er."

Knowing his wife's painstaking efforts, Fang Yi's love was full of sweetness, he gently took the beautiful woman into his arms, and said with a smile: "It's all thanks to the lady, tell me, how can I reward you?"

Gao Yang gave Fang Yiai a slight push, took off the gauze cap on his head, and said in a coy manner: "Not only Shu'er's credit, but also sister Jingniang's credit. Brother Jun'er doesn't know, sister Jingniang has been married for three years. Today I went to Famen Temple to burn incense and pray."

Speaking of Qin Jingniang, Fang Yi's heart was filled with self-blame for an instant. When he thought of the beauty he treated with deep affection and loyalty, he was very likely to marry Changsun Jin as his wife. Yaohuan’s account of extorting a confession has not been settled yet, and now he’s trying to trick Jingniang again, do you really think I’m a soft bag?”

A murderous intent flashed in his heart, Fang Yiai was afraid that Gao Yang would be worried, so he could only hide his thoughts deeply, and confided his heart to his wife with a forced face and a smile.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Fang Yiai, who was haunted by his thoughts and almost stayed up all night, was about to doze off and fall asleep, but suddenly there was a very lively sound of drums and gongs in his ears.

Looking at his sleeping wife next to him, Fang Yi was curious, dressed neatly and walked out of the room, walking along the source of the sound of gongs and drums to the front of the mansion.

Standing in front of the mansion gate, a group of young servants in red cloth clothes came into Fang Yiai's eyes.

Some of the servants played Suona, and some beat cymbals. Although the melody was joyful, it disturbed Fang Yixin, and he wished to coax them away immediately.

Raising his hand to summon the servants from the mansion, Fang Yiai asked, "What are these people doing? Why are they knocking and beating in front of our mansion so early in the morning?"

"My lord, this group of people was...brought by Uncle Changsun Guo. He said he was going to the Qin Mansion to propose a marriage." The young man hesitated.

Knowing the origin of the Zou Le boy, Fang Yi'ai's starry eyes shot out two chilling intents, she clenched her hands, gritted her teeth secretly, strode to the front of the mansion, and said loudly: "Hold me! "

The playing music boy recognized Fang Yiai, and seeing the sullen face of the champion, he quickly stopped what he was doing, and looked towards the sedan chair behind him.

"Zhuangyuan Lang is so angry." Changsun Wuji stepped out of the sedan chair, walked up to Fang Yiai with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know if this piece of music can be called Fang County Magistrate's heart?"

Fang Yixin knew that Changsun Wuji had come to protest specially, snorted coldly, and said with his hands behind his back: "Prime Minister Duo Meng is bothering you."

"Brother Fang Nian!" Zhang Sunjin came out of the second sedan chair, walked up to Fang Yiai like a spring breeze, cupped his hands and said, "How is Brother Fang Nian?"

Seeing the elder Sun Jin wearing a red brocade robe, Fang Yi felt displeasure in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "It's always been fine, I wonder if Brother Ling has woken up?"

"you!"

The eldest grandson Wuji and his son saw that Fang Yiai moved out of the eldest grandson Chong to vomit themselves, and they all walked away, and shouted to the gang of playing music boys: "Go! Go to Marshal Qin's mansion to get a betrothal gift!"

Changsun Jin followed his father's words and continued: "Blow me well, the louder the better, the second place in this list will be rewarded!"

Watching Changsun Wuji and others walking towards the Qin Mansion, Fang Yiai's eyes almost burst into flames. She waved her sleeves and said in a cold voice, "Go to the Qin Mansion to make a betrothal gift? Long live doesn't have a clear purpose right now, but I can't call Your wish has come true!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai stepped forward, followed Changsun Wuji and his party, and walked slowly towards the Qin Mansion, preparing for a scene of "making a big fuss about hiring relatives".

(End of this chapter)