Chapter 1 Chapter 1 This arranged marriage cannot be evaded...
"I heard that the battle in the northern border was won, so today we are here to welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." said a tall and thin maid who was in charge of sweeping outside the Qiu Shui Courtyard.
"So, the second young master of the Gu family is coming back too?" Another round-faced maid came over and joined in.
"Which second young master of the Gu family?" The tall and thin maid had only come to the mansion in the past two years and was still unclear about the past.
"Who else could it be?"
The round-faced maid glanced at her, then looked around sideways. Then she leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Isn't that the one our second daughter chased to the city gate and pointed at and called a coward and a heartless man?"
"Ah! It's him!"
The tall and thin maid covered her lips and exclaimed in surprise, very curious: "What happened back then that made the second young lady disregard her reputation and..."
"Who knows?"
After that year, no one in the mansion dared to mention this incident, and the round-faced maid just brought it up.
Now that he had realized what was happening, he refused to say another word. He only sighed with regret, "If it weren't for this, our second daughter might have already become the Crown Princess. How could anyone else have coveted her?"
"Are you serious?" the tall and thin maid asked.
The round-faced maid was about to speak when she heard a scolding: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you can make up the master's affairs?"
The round-faced maid was a family-born child, and her mother was respected by the Madam. Normally, the servants in the mansion would treat her kindly, if not respectfully. Even if she made a mistake, they would only admonish her in private, rarely disrespecting her in public.
He was about to retort when he heard this, but when he turned around, he saw Miss Cui Yu beside the second girl. He fell silent, bowed his head and apologized, saying that he would never talk nonsense again and asked her not to tell the girl.
Cui Yu is well-known in the mansion for her impartiality and her dislike of gossip.
I don't chew it myself, and I don't like others to chew it.
So, she waved her hand and ordered: "Serve in the outer courtyard from now on, and don't go into the inner courtyard to attract the young lady's attention."
"Yes, thank you Miss Cuiyu for your generosity."
The round-faced girl thanked him repeatedly, not daring to say more. She hurriedly pulled the tall and thin maid out, complaining as she walked, "You really ruined me this time!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Xiang Xing, I didn't mean it, and I didn't expect..."
Cui Yu couldn’t hear what came after that.
"You're right, can you really just make up a story about a young lady? Not to mention pinning it on the prince."
Cui Yu cursed under her breath, and when she turned around, she saw a small face pressed against the door. The little face was leaning against the door leisurely, peeking in, as if it hadn't seen enough of the excitement.
"Girl~" Cui Yu was a little helpless.
"Why bother kicking them out? What they said wasn't a lie."
Song Siyun curled his lips in disappointment, looked away with regret, and looked at Cuiyu: "The whole city is talking about this matter, and it's just that mother is deceiving herself by keeping her in the mansion."
"Madam, this is also for your own good." Cui Yu took two quick steps to help her into the house, and when passing by the small kitchen, she instructed them to prepare the meal.
She had come out to see how breakfast was being prepared in the small kitchen, but she hadn't expected to overhear such a scene.
"Young lady," Cui Yu said as she helped her sit down at the round table and added more shredded chicken and bird's nest porridge to her plate, "it's been four years since that happened. We in the mansion need to forget it first before those outside can forget it. Besides, you reached marriage age last year, and Madam felt sorry for you so she postponed the wedding for a year. Now is the crucial time for the wedding. If the Marquis' Mansion heard these rumors, what would they think?"
"It's just right that it can't be done."
Song Siyun picked up the white porcelain spoon and said indifferently, "It just so happens that I still want to stay with my mother for a few more years."
"Girl." Another call.
Cui Yu pursed her lips and shook her head helplessly, "Forget it, maybe Madam thinks the same way. But it's always better for a girl to have a good reputation."
Hearing this, Song Siyun glanced at her and said nothing.
Although her reputation in the capital is not as good as her sister's, it is not bad either.
But what Cui Yu said makes sense. If she has a better reputation, His Majesty will treat her kinder when her sister is in the palace.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of today's palace banquet.
In four hours, I will be able to see my sister.
Song Siyun sipped the porridge, thinking in his mind, and couldn't help feeling happy.
Ever since my sister entered the palace, it has been difficult for us to see each other except during the New Year holidays.
Come to think of it, the last time we met was at the New Year's Eve palace banquet.
It's already February.
Song Siyun thought silently and couldn't help sighing.
Quemei just came in with a new dress that had just been altered. She saw the girl with a worried look on her face and couldn't help but teasing her, "Oh, but the new dress hasn't arrived yet. Are you worried?"
"Don't worry, I've got it back." As she said this, she nodded her chin and pointed at the tray in her hand.
He put it aside with brisk steps and brought over a tray. "Look, girl, what is this?"
Song Siyun lazily raised his eyes, and when he saw what it was, he couldn't hide his joy. He quickly wiped his hands and looked at it: "Is this a gift from my elder sister?"
Que Mei nodded. "Didn't the young lady say she wanted a white fox scarf last year? She kept it in mind. Coincidentally, she got it last month. She immediately had it brought out from the palace, and it was delivered to the mansion non-stop these past two days. She just wanted to make her happy."
"Big sister is so nice!" Song Siyun rubbed the scarf against his face, "It's so soft."
Later, he even skipped breakfast and kept asking to try it.
Cui Yu couldn't stop herself. Looking at the half-full bowl of shredded chicken and bird's nest porridge left in the porcelain bowl, she couldn't help but sigh.
Finally, he raised his hand to ask people to clean up, and then he went to the small kitchen and asked them to make some cakes that the girl liked.
When I came back, before I even entered the door, I heard a crisp female voice full of joy: "How is it?"
Cui Yu raised her eyes and saw a girl wearing a pink soft silver gauze jacket, a pink and white soft silver silk butterfly flower skirt, and a white fox scarf around her neck.
She had bright almond-shaped eyes and a fair face. When she spoke, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise up, revealing two very shallow dimples.
When he saw her, he even ran to her holding up the hem of her skirt.
As she walked, the butterflies made of silver and pink threads on the hem of her skirt seemed to come alive and were now circling around the pink flowers.
"Does it look good?" Song Siyun said, turning around.
The sound of the silver bells on her head could not help but make her heart soften.
"It looks good." Quemei affirmed, and couldn't help pinching her face.
Song Siyun didn't care, he just turned around with a smile and said, "I want to wear this to the palace banquet!"
"Why are you dressed like this?"
At the end of the Mao hour, the women of each residence entered the palace. At the gate of the Song residence, Mrs. Song was shocked to see Song Siyun dressed like this.
Then he looked at Cuiyu and Quemei, "Why don't you stop them?"
"Don't blame them." Song Siyun stepped forward and took her arm, interrupting: "I wanted to wear it."
"Doesn't it look good?" she said, tilting her head.
With her rosy cheeks and apricot face, her every move reveals her agility.
This dress really suits her.
"It looks good." Mrs. Song pondered for a while, but still couldn't lie against her conscience.
As soon as his eyes fell on the scarf around her neck, he couldn't help but remind her: "It's spring now, and the sun is not bad today. Your scarf is really inappropriate. Take it off." As he said, he was about to help.
"don't want!"
Song Siyun suddenly shrank his head, leaned back to avoid it, and held his scarf tightly with his hands. "I'm not hot, I want to wear this. This is a gift from my elder sister!"
The two confronted each other for a long time, and in the end Mrs. Song was defeated.
As for her little daughter, she always had no choice but to say, "It's up to you. As long as you don't feel hot, that's fine."
"Yeah!" Song Siyun protected his scarf and nodded vigorously.
The journey was smooth and the carriage stopped at the palace gate.
The two men got off the carriage and were led into the palace by the eunuch.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Grand Tutor Song had already taken his seat and was chatting with his colleagues. When he saw his wife and daughter, he hurriedly bowed and apologized, then stood up to greet them.
"Daddy, do I look good?" Song Siyun spoke before Grand Tutor Song.
"It looks good!" Master Song touched her head without any hesitation.
After taking another careful look at her, he said with certainty, "My daughter is naturally beautiful. She looks good in anything she wears."
"Just spoil her." Madam Song glanced at him and said unhappily, "It's such a nice day today. Look around, which girl is like her and still wearing a scarf?"
"So what? My daughter is independent-minded and won't be led by others."
Master Song raised his head, quite proud, and then looked at Song Siyun: "My daughter, just like that, don't worry about what others say, just be happy."
"Yeah!" Song Siyun nodded, and became even more proud as if he had found a backer.
As soon as Song Sishu arrived at the door, she saw her like this and couldn't help laughing.
"What's wrong?" Emperor Zhaoming turned his head to look at his concubine.
"Nothing, I just saw my little sister." Song Sishu replied.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhaoming looked over.
After a while, he asked without thinking, "Song Siyun...is he sixteen this year, right?"
Song Sishu was shocked, but remained calm on the surface. "Your Majesty, Ah Yun is still young. My mother wants to keep her for a few more years."
At the same time as her words, there was also a loud voice: "Your Majesty has arrived!"
Everyone saluted together, and Emperor Zhaoming stepped into the hall with a sound, and Song Sixu followed closely behind him, with a heavy heart.
Still pondering the deeper meaning of his words...
Not long after he sat down, a voice came from the door: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
Everyone saluted again.
"Your son greets the emperor! I have fulfilled the mission and won a great victory in the northern border!" Crown Prince Mu Jingheng knelt on one knee holding the enemy country's letter of surrender.
"Okay, okay! My son has worked hard in the Northern Frontier for four years. Come, come to me quickly, let me see if you have lost weight." Emperor Zhaoming said as he was about to help him.
Mu Jingheng used the force to stand up and was led to sit in the upper seat. "Father, this great victory is thanks to Yan Zhou."
"Yes." Emperor Zhaoming nodded, his eyes fixed on him. Finally, he said, "Summon Gu Yanzhou into the palace."
Repeat over and over again.
Not long after, a figure walked in from outside the door.
He had a tall figure and a cold iron armor. He came in against the light, so his face could not be seen clearly.
Perhaps because the stomach ulcer had not been removed, when he walked in, he still carried a bit of the bloody smell of the battlefield.
In an instant, many noble ladies behaved much more properly.
"Death costume."
Song Siyun rolled his eyes, not hiding his disgust.
The moment she heard his name, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
When she saw him come in, she rolled her eyes.
At this moment, he even cursed out loud.
No matter how he disguises himself, it cannot change the fact that he is a coward.
Song Siyun despised her in his heart, turned his eyes away, and couldn't help but look at his sister who was on the platform with a sad face.
Four years later, my sister is still...
What's so good about this guy?!
Song Siyun looked away irritably and glared at Gu Yanzhou.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that for a moment, he seemed to be looking at me.
His eyes were cold and there was a hint of murderous intent in them.
It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.
Song Siyun shook his head, convinced that he had made a mistake.
On the other side, Gu Yanzhou was already kneeling on the ground to salute.
"Stand up."
Emperor Zhaoming raised his hand and said, "Yan Zhou has worked hard in the Northern Frontier for four years. I see that he has lost weight."
"Being loyal to the emperor and defending the country is the duty of a minister." Gu Yanzhou bowed.
"Okay." Emperor Zhaoming nodded, "Take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then he stood up.
The moment he stood up, whether intentionally or not, he boldly looked up at Song Sixu, who had become a noble concubine.
I'm going to die!
Song Siyun's heart was filled with alarm.
If you want to get yourself killed, don’t take my sister with you!
God knows how difficult my sister's life was when she first entered the palace. Fortunately, she gave birth to a prince a few years ago, and she has never been competitive, so she was able to secure the position of imperial concubine.
Now, with this look from him, everything is really over.
As expected, on the high platform, Emperor Zhaoming's face suddenly darkened and he looked at Song Sixu: "Have the Imperial Concubine and Yanzhou known each other before?"
"Your Majesty, the two families had some interactions not long ago." Song Sishu chose his words carefully and answered cautiously.
Emperor Zhaoming stared at her for a long time before speaking in an ambiguous tone, "Oh? Really?"
"I never lied at all." Song Sixu stood up and saluted, her palms already wet.
Under the high platform, everyone in the Song Mansion was sweating in their hearts.
"This guy is really not a good guy!" Song Siyun gritted his teeth and glared at him, very angry. "Whoever gets involved with him will be unlucky!"
"Your Majesty—"
Grand Tutor Song bowed and was about to speak when Emperor Zhaoming raised his hand to interrupt him.
Emperor Zhaoming's smile remained unchanged as he looked at Gu Yanzhou: "After four years at the border, Yanzhou has reached adulthood, right?"
Gu Yanzhou stood up and walked to the center of the hall, bowing his head and saying, "Return..."
"Are you married?" Emperor Zhaoming interrupted. Before he could speak, he smiled and said, "I heard from the Imperial Concubine that you have a long-standing connection with the Grand Tutor's Mansion. Coincidentally, the Grand Tutor's youngest daughter is now of marriageable age. I think you two are a perfect match."
"His Majesty!"
Grand Tutor Song suddenly stood up and left the table, pleading, "My daughter is young, my wife and I would like to keep her for a few more days."
"Yes." Mrs. Song knelt beside him and agreed.
Song Siyun hadn't reacted yet at this point, kneeling on the ground in a daze.
What's going on?
Why was he suddenly granted marriage?
"Why, Grand Tutor, do you think my vision is different?" Emperor Zhaoming said in a deep voice, somewhat displeased.
"I dare not." Grand Tutor Song bowed his head even lower, "It is because I love my daughter so much."
"My daughter is young, I hope Your Majesty will revoke your order." Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and took the risk.
Emperor Zhaoming's face became even gloomier, and the atmosphere in the room was so tense that you could hear a pin drop.
As early as Emperor Zhaoming opened his mouth, Song Sixu wanted to persuade him, but was stopped by a look from Grand Tutor Song.
At this moment, she could no longer sit still. Just as she was about to stand up, she heard a loud shout: "Your Majesty!"
He paused, then fell back abruptly.
She looked over and saw it was her younger sister.
Her face flushed red, and she spoke indignantly yet sincerely: "Your Majesty, please understand clearly that this is not because my parents do not want this, but because of my own bad character. Four years ago -"
"Ayun!" Mrs. Song exclaimed, her eyes red.
Does she even know what she is talking about?!
A girl's reputation is so important. If she has a bad reputation, she will have to cut her hair and become a nun for the rest of her life, and live with the Buddha and the green lamp for the rest of her life.
She is only sixteen years old!
Mrs. Song stared at her and shook her head slowly.
Master Song also called her, his eyelids tightening several times.
Song Siyun turned his head to look at them, then turned back, bowed his hands to the ground, and said in a firm voice: "Four years ago, I rode out of the city gate at night and scolded Gu Yanzhou. The whole city knows about my arrogant behavior. I hope Your Majesty will revoke your order."
He kowtowed again.
"Is this true?" Emperor Zhaoming looked at Eunuch Cao standing beside him.
Eunuch Cao nodded and whispered in his ear.
After a long while, Emperor Zhaoming finally spoke: "Song Siyun, I want to ask you, did you call him a coward that day?"
"have."
"Did you call him a heartless man?"
Song Siyun buried his head and hesitated for a moment before leaning over and saying, "Yes."
He turned his head subtly to look at Gu Yanzhou who remained silent beside him.
As if sensing something, he also looked over.
They both knew—
This matter cannot be postponed.
Song Siyun was about to bite the soft meat in his mouth and couldn't help but think of what he had just said - he really is not a good thing! Whoever touches it will be unlucky!
My eyes went dark and I really wanted to faint on the spot.
This arranged marriage could not be evaded.
It is said in a beautiful way: "It is better to demolish a temple than to destroy a family. May the two of them put aside their hostility and make peace again."
Song Siyun had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept the imperial decree to get married in three months.
The blame for being a "heartless man" can only be put on herself.
Fortunately, Gu Yanzhou still had some conscience and did not expose her on the spot.
This palace banquet is really boring.
After the banquet, she waited at the palace gate for a long time before she finally saw that person.
Not as cold as the armor just now.
He still has the mood to change clothes?
Song Siyun became even angrier and wished he could kill him with an imperial decree.
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Bao Bao, the next article is "Minister, Jealous"
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"I helped you escape from the cold palace, taught you music, chess, calligraphy, painting, music, and mathematics, and now you want to marry someone else?"
Cui Zhi also clamped her chin and forced her to the rockery. His eyes, which had always been calm, were now filled with waves.
Seeing that she turned her face away and didn't answer, he smiled softly for a while, stroking the girl's round and small chin with his thumb, and said in a tender tone:
"Your Highness, there is no such good thing in the world."
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