The Palace of the Crown Prince of Wu is not far from the Royal Palace. In the royal capital, besides the royal palace, the second most luxurious building is the Crown Prince's Palace. When the king of Wu was the prince, he also lived in this palace.
Palace an exquisite backyard, a burst of women's laughter from the inside, waiters back and forth interspersed with a variety of delicacies on the wine, Prince Zhao is favoring concubine's courtyard hosted a family feast.
Wu's crown prince this year twenty five, body a little fat, features and the late queen of Wu similar, very plain. In the past few years, because the king of Wu wanted to abolish the first concubine, Prince Zhao lives in fear every day, and has pushed him a few years old. Now the king of Wu set his mind, Prince Zhao thought of the burden down, has been tightening the frown stretching, to their own backyard women temper, today is even more in a good mood to their four beauties gathered together to drink and enjoy.
"Your Majesty! Lord Fumizai is here and is waiting in the front hall." An attendant in dark brown clothes came in and knelt down to report.
"Why is Lord Bunzai here again? I've heeded his advice and stopped opening my doors to guests, what more does he want?" Crown Prince Zhao heavily placed his wine cup on the desk table, his voice so loud that the favored concubine leaning on him shrank her shoulders in shock.
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Crown Prince Zhao's words, the attendant knelt on the floor and hung his head even lower. The room was silent for a moment.
"You go to the front hall and say something, just say that Lone will come right away." Although Prince Zhao was annoyed by Wen Zai's chatter, he also understood that Wen Zai was his staunchest supporter, and as long as the throne was not stabilized, he would always have to endure Wen Zai's nagging.
After the attendant left, Prince Zhao's favored concubine said curtly, "Concubine will go get a set of clothes for Jun to change into." Crown Prince Zhao originally did not wear clothes that were stained with the odor of alcohol and cosmetics to meet Wen Zai.
"Foolish woman! Lone just drink some wine with his own beauty, is still afraid of people say?" Crown Prince Zhao pushed his favorite concubine to the ground, and left the banquet in a rage to receive Wen Zai in the front hall, the original attention to influence, is not want to give people to catch a trace of the handle, now the throne has been determined, and then so careful, he is still a country's crown prince? These years he has been suffocating enough. Prince Zhao remembered his cousin in Zhao, the same prince status, Prince Zhao has already dealt with the national government, the great power. Every time a comparison was made, Crown Prince Zhao had to shed tears of heartache.
The beauties in the room waited until they did not see Prince Zhao's figure before they got up to assist the favorite concubine who was pushed down by Prince Zhao.
"Sister how is your body?" Prince Zi Zhao pushed the favored concubine with a heavy force, the favored concubine fell to the ground, her body fell painfully but did not dare to make a sound.
"Don't worry, three sisters." The favored concubine forced a smile. "When the ruler becomes king in the future and is no longer prone to anger, our sisters' days will be comfortable."
Crown Prince's mansion has been in crisis for the past few years, the whole mansion is worried that there will be nightmares coming, Crown Prince Zhao's harem women have to worry about their own fate in the future on the one hand, and have to deal with their irritable husbands on the other hand, there is no competition for favors in their minds, they group together to comfort each other, whether they say that it is true love or not, whether they say that it is false, the several years of amicable coexistence, and each other have all given birth to a piece of warmth. "Right! When the sovereign becomes king in the future and is no longer irritable, there will be good days for our sisters."
Wen Zai, who was pacing in the front hall, waited until the Prince Zhao, who smelled of alcohol, could not help but frown on his bitter melon like face.
"Your Majesty! ...." Wen Zai stepped forward with a bow, and tried to speak straight advice.
"Wen Zai don't blame, I am only accompanying the beauty in the backyard for a few small drinks." Crown Prince Zhao interrupted before Wen Zai could admonish him. What Prince Zhao meant was that he only had a family banquet with his young wife today and did not receive foreign ministers.
"Although the great king has set his mind, the ruler must still always bind himself to self-cultivation ." Wen Zai meant that Prince Zhao still had to purify his own virtue, stay away from alcohol and sex, and give good influence to the outside world.
Prince Zhao heard, forehead veins slightly jumped, a few years he did not have and small wife easily get together, and now the matter of the heart has been removed, a little easy down into the near wine and color? Prince Zhao has only four concubines, no prince consort, Wu Wang originally stored the abolition of the first thought, did not give Prince Zhao married consort, afraid of the prince has a noble husband, will be more support.
Looking at Wen Zai's white hair, Prince Zhao held back his annoyance and bowed with both hands, "Wen Zai's words are reasonable, Zhao will pay attention in the future." Crown Prince Zhao regretted not listening to his favorite concubine's advice and changed into a set of clothes to see Wen Zai.
"Your Majesty is able to listen to advice and will definitely be a bright lord in the future." Wenzai inclined his body to return the salute.
"Wen Zai came to find Lone what is the matter." Wen Zai's two words of praise, 'Ming Lord', were soothing to hear from the Crown Prince.
"Ulsan-kun arrived yesterday." Bunzai was truly thankful for the Ulsan-kun residence, and he felt that Crown Prince Zhao should be just like him.
"Oh! I know." The ears and eyes of Prince Zhao's residence had long ago presented the situation of the feudal lords who had entered the capital.
"The monarch should send condolences." Fumizai suggested that if there weren't Huben guards preventing the bannermen from having communication with the nobles, Fumizai would like to personally go up to Ulsan-kun's temporary guesthouse to thank him.
"This is not proper, since father is not happy with the king's capital parties meeting with the feudal lord, I, as the crown prince, must be the first to comply." Crown Prince Zhao directly refused, his feelings with Gongzi Guang were no more than he did not want to disobey the King of Wu.
"But Ulsan-kun ...." Bunzai wanted to say that Dacheng was a staunch ally of the Crown Prince, and that the Crown Prince Zhao couldn't show too much indifference.
"For Dacheng's assistance, I have always remembered it in my heart, and for that reason, I even took care of the gatekeepers to receive them on the road." Crown Prince Zhao felt that he had been very concerned about this concubine brother.
Wen Zai saw Crown Prince Zhao's face of impatience and swallowed the suggestion that since the Crown Prince did not think it was convenient to send someone forward to offer condolences, it could only be that he would send someone forward to show his concern, and at that time, he would say that he was entrusted by the Crown Prince.
Dacheng west direction, there is a caravan is traveling slowly, the caravan in the middle of a car sitting in a thin old man, the old man is a fat young man of about twenty.
"Father Marquis, we Western Marquis people will definitely be the last to arrive." The young man looked at the mule pulling the cart and agonized. Although the Western Marquis' fiefdom was very poor, a dozen or so horses could still be found, so why would Father Marquis give up the horses that traveled fast, but use the slow mule carts.
"The last one is the last one, going is also staying in the house to eat and sleep, it is not as comfortable as sleeping and eating on the road." The ancient old man opened his cloudy eyes, slowly answered his first son's question, and closed his eyes again, if it wasn't for the stormy clouds in Wu Wangdu, he wouldn't have gone to the Wangdu again in his body and bones, and it would have been better to just send this son of his forward on a pilgrimage.
"Isn't it good to stay in the house and eat and sleep?" The young man was puzzled; he had never been able to make much sense of his father's words.
"Yes very well, we'll be there by September 9th. By then you will be able to get to the point where you can eat and sleep in the house." The ancient old man opened his lifeless eyes again to look at this foolish son of his. Lamentably, he had been smart all his life, and only had a first son in his forties, or a first son with a brain that didn't work.
This ancient old man is the uncle of the King of Wu, Marquis Xi, and the fat young man is the next Marquis Xi.
King Wu's two uncles, one fief was in the west, known as the West Marquis, and the other in the north, known as the North Marquis. The West Marquis was a poorer place than Dacheng. The West Marquis was always quiet and timid compared to his brother, the North Marquis. He would be the last to arrive at the six feudal lords summoned by the King of Wu. The Western Marquis was a late lord, arriving last every time he made a pilgrimage to the king's capital, and while others used horses, he never used a mule. The king of Wu was never angry with this late uncle and always seemed to be tolerant.
Deeply guarded, luxurious and incomparable main hall of the royal palace, the king of Wu was dining with his favorite consort Ri Ji mother and son, the Qin people dining has not been preoccupied with food without words, the king of Wu was eating delicious food, while gossiping with his consort.
"Consort, how many first concubine daughters does Jiang Qing have?"
"Your Majesty, Dr. Jiang has three daughters." Ri Ji's gaze flickered.
"Are all the marriages and appointments yet?"
"The second daughter is already married, and the fourteen-year-old daughter of the family is betrothed."
"Pity!" King Wu sighed long and hard.
"What does the Great King pity?" Ri Ji seemed to be puzzled.
"I want to give the Crown Prince Zhaohu hire the Crown Princess, if Jiang Qing has an unmarried concubine, it is just the right time to beg to be hired to come." King Wu wanted to hire Doctor Jiang's daughter as his daughter-in-law, also for the sake of Yi Ji's mother and son.
"Then the concubine asked her righteous father to go and return the hire." Yi Ji's face had a look of great joy on it.
"It's not good, destroying a marriage is rude and immoral!" King Wu shook his head.
"Great King ...." Rikki had a very disappointed look on her face.
"The prince is getting older, the prince consort can't be delayed any longer, love consort take the trouble to think, help lone pick virtuous concubine to hire." The king of Wu can not bear to love consort lost, then the power to select the crown princess was given to her, Ri Ji selected the crown princess, in the future certainly toward Ri Ji, in this way, Ri Ji mother and son and more security.
"Yes! Concubine will make a good selection and will find a dignified and skillful noblewoman for the Crown Prince as his wife." Ripple Ji was all smiles as she assured that she would be very attentive to selecting the Crown Princess, and would definitely pick for a few years before giving up.
Yong eyes back and forth scanning their parents, he did not understand why the mother consort and lied to the father king, Jiang sister clearly did not set in-laws, Jiang sister will marry him later, this is the mother consort's own mouth to Jiang sister said ah. Yong although the heart muttered, mouth but dare not talk too much, he grew up by ripples Ji taught to face the lie does not move.
Yi Ji returned to her palace with a taut face, the king of Wu this person to make a decision is very difficult to change, it seems that Prince Zhao's inheritance status is unlikely to be shaken again.
"Your Ladyship, the southwest visitor is already waiting in the secret room of the side hall." Ripple Ji's personal female attendant knelt down in front of Ripple Ji and softly reported.
"En, you and I will go forward to guard the door." Although in her own territory, Ripple Ji's caution still did not relax, and every time she met with the secret agent, she would send her inner circle to keep watch outside the secret room.
The conversation between King Wu and Yi Ji in the main hall quickly spread out of the palace.
"Hmph! Bitch don't ever try to stuff one of your own into Lone as your wife!" Crown Prince Zhao sneered, he and Yi Ji would never be all the way.
"Ripple Ji is in the end a woman, seeing that her son has no hope of rising to the throne, she thinks of ways to please the Crown Prince, and even wants to go for such a move as repenting for her marriage." Wen Zai's face was full of contempt.
"It seems that Ripple Ji has recognized her position and is now only thinking of mending her ways and pleasing the future monarch." The Hussar General stroked his beard and laughed pleasantly.
Just as the nobles of the royal capital were celebrating together, a shabby mule caravan entered the royal capital through the west gate, a pilgrimage to the royal capital to pay homage to the latest arriving feudal lord, King Wu's uncle, Marquis Xi.