Anyang Marquis Mansion.
"Master, have you heard the rumors outside? The ninth princess of Tartar is going to marry a foreign prince. How about letting Chen'er marry her?"
The wife of the Marquis of Anyang said.
"Madam, Chen'er is only thirteen years old. Isn't he too young? Will the princess like him?"
Marquis Anyang said with some concern.
My son is only thirteen years old. The princess will like someone so young. Moreover, my son is already engaged to the daughter of the Minister of Personnel. If he changes his mind, the Minister of Personnel will definitely make things difficult for him.
For some unknown reason, the prince targeted him everywhere after returning from Taizhou.
He had been demoted from Minister of Rites to a Langzhong of the Fifth Rank in the Ministry of Shrines, and his salary had been reduced from 55 taels to 35 taels. He was now a laughing stock among the ministers in the court.
"Why wouldn't I like her? Isn't the Ninth Princess also thirteen? We're the same age, so we'll have a lot in common."
The wife of Marquis Anyang did not think it was inappropriate at all. Her son was the crown prince, handsome and talented. There were countless rich and famous ladies in the capital who wanted to marry him.
"But we are engaged to the daughter of the Minister of Personnel. It would be bad to go back on our word like this."
Marquis Anyang was still a little nervous, and the Minister of History was not someone to be trifled with.
"Why should I be embarrassed? People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. If there is a good choice, I will definitely choose it. Besides, we are not going to cancel the engagement. After marrying the Ninth Princess as the Crown Prince's consort, I can take his daughter as a concubine. Isn't it the same?"
Lady Anyang Hou said this without any embarrassment. Between the princess and the attendant's daughter, the princess would definitely be chosen.
Besides, what's wrong with being a concubine? Wasn't she also the master's concubine? She killed the eldest princess and took the position of Anyang Marquis's wife.
As long as you have ambition and scheming, you can kill the mistress of the house.
She doesn't care who becomes the Crown Prince's Consort. As long as that person can help her son and the Marquis' Mansion, she can become the Crown Prince's Consort.
"Hey, Master, don't worry about it. I'll take care of everything. You should go to the study and handle your official business. Don't let the Emperor catch you again."
After the Marquis's wife finished speaking, she pushed Marquis Anyang away.
The wife of the Marquis of Anyang was the former Concubine Du. She and the Marquis had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Wei Mingchen, is thirteen years old. The second daughter, Wei Mingzhu, is twelve years old. The third son, Wei Mingxuan, is nine years old.
Wei Mingchen and Wei Mingxuan both studied at the Imperial College.
"Someone, go to the Imperial College and ask the prince to come back!"
The wife of the Marquis of Anyang said to the steward.
"Yes, ma'am!"
After the steward finished speaking, he drove the carriage to the Imperial College to pick up the prince and bring him back home.
The steward quickly took the prince back to the mansion.
"Mother, what's the matter with you looking for your son?"
Wei Mingchen returned to the Marquis' Mansion and asked his mother with a confused look on his face.
"Son, do you know about the Ninth Princess's marriage?"
The Marquis's wife asked her son straight to the point.
"I know. Why did you ask that, mother?"
Wei Mingchen still asked his mother in confusion.
"I want you to marry the Ninth Princess. What do you think?"
The Marquis's wife asked her son.
"Ninth Princess? Of course, we are already engaged to Xiao Ya, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel. How can we marry the Ninth Princess?"
The Ninth Princess is of noble status, so of course I can marry her.
But he was already engaged to Xiao Ya, and the whole capital knew about it. It would be bad for him to go back on his word. Moreover, he had already had an affair with Xiao Ya. If he didn't marry her, he would be insulted and his career would be affected.
"What's the big deal? Wait until you marry the Ninth Princess and then take her in as your concubine. It will be the same."
Mrs. Hou said.
"Mom is right, I'll make the final decision!"
Wei Mingchen agreed.
If he marries the princess, he will be the prince consort of Tatar. If he can't make it here, he can go to Tatar to live.
So, both of them were daydreamers, and they had already considered what would happen after they got married before they even had a clue about their destiny.
At the General's Mansion, Murong Shuo also heard about the princess's marriage.
He returned to the General's Mansion and told the Sun and Huo families the news that his sister and parents were coming back. He also told them about the ninth princess of the Tatar Kingdom who was going to marry.
"Oh my God! A princess is going to marry?"
Zhang Chan said with a look of disbelief.
The princess is of noble status, but she still needs to come here from afar to marry. What does her father think?
Zhuang Die also found it incredible. Aren't princesses supposed to marry princes and ministers? Coming all the way here to marry a foreign minister, isn't that like walking into a tiger's mouth? No, that's wrong. Daliang is not a tiger.
"What's so strange about this? They lost the war, so for the sake of peace, they would definitely send their princess here to marry."
Murong Shuo explained.
"If we lost the war, would our emperor also send the princess to marry?"
Zhuang Die asked Murong Shuo half-understandingly.
Everyone present was looking at Murong Shuo, waiting for his answer.
"That shouldn't be the case, right? I'm not sure. We can't speculate on the Holy Grace. Don't ask this question anymore, and don't tell anyone. It might bring disaster upon you."
Murong Shuo said warningly.
If people knew that they were trying to guess the emperor's intentions, their father's enemies would definitely use this as an excuse to bring trouble to the general's mansion.
After hearing this, everyone felt panicked and frightened.
Why do I have to be so nervous even when speaking here? I have no freedom.
In the village, everyone can speak freely, as long as they don't say bad things about the county magistrate.
However, they all felt sympathy for the princess in their hearts. Being a princess was actually no better than theirs. At least their daughters would not be given away as gifts by them.
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