Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 481
Fang Xuanling let out a heartbroken long sigh, patted the table lightly and said, "You are so confused! How dare you treat the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace like this?"

"Yeah, although he has a surly personality, he is Li Tang's prince after all!" Yang Bo changed his previous angry look, brows clustered, and muttered in a worried tone.

Du Ruhui caressed his long beard lightly, and his frowning eyebrows showed that he was no less worried than Yang Bo, "Xianqi, this is a bit reckless."

"That's right, the first two moves of this stone and three birds are quite satisfactory. But this last move is a stinky one!" Wei Zheng shook his folding fan lightly, but he couldn't stop the beads of sweat from sliding down his cheeks.

Facing the complaints from Fang Xuanling and the others, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, "Father, mentor, two uncles, and elder brother don't know anything. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also raised three conditions to my nephew."

"Which three conditions?"

"For what purpose?"

Fang Yiai drank a large cup of herbal tea, let out a long sigh, and then burped, causing several people to roll their eyes.

"His Royal Highness, these three conditions." Fang Yiai didn't have a folding fan in his hand, so he had to use his sleeve to fan the wind to dispel the heatstroke in his chest.

"Preserve my name to go down in history, and live in a virtuous prime minister."

"Promise me to draw the land and become a marquis, and enjoy the glory and wealth for generations."

"This third"

Fang Yi's love was halfway through his words, when he thought of Xiao Rui who died suddenly and Xiao Yu who was demoted to Jiannan, he couldn't help but paused slightly, and murmured: "Third, allow me to welcome Princess Xiangcheng as my wife."

"What? What? What!" Yang Bo uttered three interrogative sentences in succession, and said in disbelief, "He actually used the royal concubine princess as a bargaining chip to bargain with you?"

Wei Zheng was originally the number one political official in Qing history, he listened to Li Chengqian's actions, his face was displeased, "Hmph! How can such a scheming be an emperor's skill?"

Compared with the two of them, Du Ruhui looked very calm, took a sip of herbal tea, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, you are the prince and master, if His Royal Highness behaves disorderly, the world's examiners, officials and censors will rarely poke your brother." backbone."

"Speech!" Wei Zheng's face was livid, he spat softly, and said fiercely: "The prince has a pure nature, this matter is definitely instigated by Changsun Wuji!"

Wei Zheng's spit, facing the open space, obviously did not point at Du Ruhui. Seeing this, Du Ruhui said with a smile: "Changsun Wuji is the Prince's Taibao, and he is the third wife of the Crown Prince along with Brother Wei and Brother Xuanling. Besides, he and the Prince are close relatives of uncle and nephew. Isn't it reasonable for this uncle to teach his nephew?"

"Reasonable fart!" Yang Bo slapped the table angrily, "Just for these three conditions, it's not an exaggeration to abolish him!"

As soon as this remark came out, a louder clap followed, "Crack!"

Fang Xuanling tried his best to push the tea table away, causing the teacup to tilt and nearly fall to the ground, "Yongnian! Misfortune comes out of your mouth!"

"Let's talk about the matter, why talk about causing trouble?!" Yang Bo was born as a speech officer, with a strong and straightforward personality, and after sitting in the military hall for nearly ten years, his old temper has not been worn down, but has grown even more. Now he is facing the crown prince. In matters of character, like Wei Zheng, they all have a stubborn temper.

Wei Zheng let out a long sigh, "Hey, I'm afraid I, the Grand Master, have made it to the top!"

With that said, Wei Zheng cupped his hands to Du Ruhui and said, "Brother Ruhui, why don't you take over?"

"Come on!" Du Ruhui cursed with a smile, looked at Fang Yi'ai and said, "This old bone of mine has already been "the lamp in front of the wind, frost on the roof", if it wasn't for You Yi's efforts to save me, I'm afraid it would have been buried in the ground long ago. I don't want to end up infamy."

Although Du Ruhui's words were jokes, Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling were very depressed.

One of the two is the prince and the teacher, who is the master of the prince's character, and the other is the prince and the master, who is the master of the prince's martial arts. If Li Chengqian really wants to do some scandalous things that are detrimental to virtue, the two of them will probably be confused by the officials. Scolding, but the instigator, Changsun Wuji, the prince and Taibao, can get away with it.

Fang Xuanling straightened the teacup, sighed, "Hey, I thought His Highness the Prince's change of temperament was just due to leg problems. Unexpectedly, it was Changsun Wuji who taught me!"

"Since Long Live's royal conquest and the crown prince's supervision of the country, I haven't been going around the East Palace very much. I didn't expect that it would be good if I didn't go, but someone is rushing to make trouble for me!"

The person Wei Zheng said "stumbled and rushed to the East Palace" was naturally not referring to Fang Xuanling.

Yang Boji frowned, and said solemnly: "This matter may not be taught by Changsun Wuji. The prince is already 23 years old this year. You have taught what should be taught, and he knows what should be known. Imagine that although Changsun Wuji is arrogant Domineering, but it's about the eldest princess of the royal family, how dare he talk to the crown prince?"

"Let's talk about it again." Du Ruhui stroked his beard and groaned softly, looked at Fang Yiai with a wry smile and said, "Yi Ai, Master has something to say, don't you not like to hear it."

"Teacher, please tell me." Fang Yiai stood up and cupped his hands, assuming a posture of being taught.

Du Ruhui took a sip of herbal tea, and glanced at Fang Xuanling again. After a long time, he said, "Chang'an City is already full of clothes, and everyone said that you were poisoned to kill Princess Xiangcheng because of her beauty." Xiao Rui!"

"Fucking fart!" Yang Bo was about to argue, but before he could finish complaining about Fang Yi's love, he was interrupted by Du Ruhui raising his hand.

Du Ruhui waved his hand, frowned and said: "We, even the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, all know the inside story of the procuratorate's trial. But the people of Chang'an [-] Fang, and even my tens of millions of people in Li Tang What do you think? Three people become tigers, people say it’s scary and you have to guard against it!"

"Everyone speaks loudly and the king is lenient!" Fang Xuanling said coldly with a straight face: "The one who cleans himself will clean himself, my last love! Tomorrow, I will send Princess Xiangcheng back."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Xuanling frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of the problem that Fang Yiai had considered before, "If Princess Xiangcheng is sent back to the original residence at this juncture, I'm afraid there will be more criticism!"

Wei Zheng nodded slightly, "It's not difficult. Princess Xiangcheng lives in the Zhuangyuan Mansion, accompanied by Princess Gaoyang, and Xie Yaohuan, the queen's confidant, watching. I'm sorry that everyone can't say anything."

"Okay, let's get down to business." Yang Bo sighed, looked at Fang Yi'ai with complicated eyes, and murmured: "Yi Ai, the three conditions of His Royal Highness are extremely generous, and my nephew is not tempted?"

"Intrigued?" Fang Yiai gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said, "Fang Jun's life is so poor that his name will go down in history? I'm afraid he will leave his name forever?"

"Painting the land and enfeoffing the marquis? Taking the eight kings of the early Han Dynasty as a lesson, Han Xin was killed, Peng Yue was chopped into meat sauce, Yingbu was punished for rebellion, and most of the rest ended in misery. Can you guess a star and a half?"

Hearing Fang Yiai's emotion, Yang Bo exclaimed, "Good! Good insight! Good vision! What a deep city!"

"Hey! Yi Ai did this very well." Wei Zheng put away his sad face and murmured: "Under the pressure of profit, you will not be tempted. It is the best choice to be wise and protect yourself."

Du Ruhui lightly shook the folding fan, looked at Fang Yi'ai, with gratification and expectation in his eyes, and said leisurely: "Yi'ai has grown up, and I can see that Henan Road has benefited a lot."

"Avoid misfortune and seek good fortune in order to achieve later results, my dear, tell the truth, did Miss Xie teach you these things?" to the seam.

Yang Bolang laughed, "Looking at it, the old Fang family has inherited the tradition of fear of guilt!"

As soon as this remark came out, Fang Xuanling, Fang Yizhi, Fang Yiai and his father and son cast their eyes on Yang Bo. If eyes could kill, this Lord Yang of the Ministry of War would have died a thousand times.

"Spoken words, you." Fang Xuanling blushed slightly, swept towards Fang Yizhi and Fang Yiai, and whispered to Yang Bo: "Be careful with your words, there are still juniors here!"

"Oh." Yang Bo covered his mouth and murmured, "Yes, I was abrupt."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui and smiled, the deep meaning in his eyes was clear without words.

Fang Xuanling took a sip of herbal tea, fetched a folding fan, and said while thinking: "Although it is good for Ai'er to reject the crown prince, but I'm afraid I will leave a legacy in vain."

"That's right, His Royal Highness has become more and more surly and withdrawn over the years. If one day ascends the throne as the Great Treasure, I'm afraid the legacy of the beloved king will be settled in the autumn!"

Hearing Wei Zheng's worries, Fang Yiai stopped fanning the wind with his sleeves to enjoy the cool air, looked at the half-eaten tangerines on the table, and murmured fascinatedly: "If this is the case, don't teach him to become the king?" God is!"

(End of this chapter)