Chapter 112: Secret

The topic was changed in this way, and the eldest lady of the Wei family finally calmed down.

He wiped the sweat from his temples with a handkerchief and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He did not speak again, but just smiled quietly and listened to Princess Yuehua talking about some interesting things in Yizhou.

Although everyone was puzzled, no one would be so reckless as to step forward and continue asking.

So, let's put this matter aside for now.

People were chatting and laughing in the flower hall, while outside the flower hall, Mrs. Xing and others were also busy.

"Princess Yuehua's fiefdom is in Yizhou, next to Jinling City. She has been a widow ever since Prince Consort Han died. It has been more than 20 years now."

When she heard the word "widowed", some pain flashed in the eyes of the eldest sister-in-law Liu.

But it only happened in a moment, and it didn't attract much attention from others and was forgotten.

"Then this princess is really loyal. I think she and her husband had a deep relationship in the past."

Du Jingyi replied.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xing gave a mocking laugh, looked around to see that there was no one around, then lowered her voice and spoke.

"You're overthinking. Everyone in Yizhou knows that young men with decent looks in their families dare not go out. Otherwise, if the princess takes a fancy to them, they will be summoned directly to the princess's mansion to be her lover."

"Over the years, there are at least 700 to 800 people that she has chosen, if not a thousand."

Hearing this, Du Jingyi was a little surprised.

Even the emperor's selection of concubines was probably not this exaggerated. How could a princess like her have such power? "Is there no one in Yizhou who doubts this?"

"What's the use of questioning? A few days later, those young men were sent back home. They were all safe and sound, with no missing limbs. They were just told that the princess appreciated their talents and invited them to stay in her palace for two days. What can anyone say?"

"But I heard that those young men who returned home either died of anger or refused to go out again. Some of them took the opportunity to climb up and get a small official position in Yizhou. So over the years, no one has been able to really bring this living ancestor down."

In one sentence, the situation is clearly explained.

The royal power of the royal family is so great that even if they succeed in appealing to the higher authorities, what will happen? They might even be secretly executed for the sake of maintaining the royal family's reputation. When ordinary people think of this, they are angry but can do nothing.

What's more, only a few of them could be sent home. Most of them either stayed in the princess's mansion to continue enjoying themselves, or disappeared inexplicably.

What can I do? Xue Niang couldn't help but pat her chest, suppressing the nausea in her heart and said in a disgusted manner.

"It is said that men are heartless and unfeeling, but this princess is even more romantic than that."

"Xue Niang, be careful what you say."

After hearing her sister-in-law Liu's whispered advice, Xueniang immediately shut up and looked around with some worry.

I felt relieved only after I was sure that there was no one around.

There are some things that Mrs. Xing can say but they cannot.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xing patted Liu on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, I won't say any more of this, so as not to scare Xiao Ba."

"Thank you for your consideration, aunt."

After that, they changed the topic to other things and did not continue the discussion.

Du Jingyi took a deep look at Princess Yuehua, who was surrounded by everyone sitting at the top of the hall.

At this moment, she smiled gently and appropriately, looking like a kind elder.

But I didn't expect that he would be a blood-drinking person behind the scenes.

It is really hard to tell the difference between a human and a ghost under the mask, and I have a little more prejudice against the royal children of the Daxing Dynasty.

The flower hall was bustling with activity, and the front hall was no less lively.

Since Princess Fu is here, Prince Fu will not be absent.

Also brought along this time was, of course, the lucky Prince Xie Daoen of Prince Fu.

He is now about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his entire life is very similar to that of Prince Fu.

He doesn't look too ugly, but his fat body makes his facial features look very ferocious.

His face was covered with blood-red acne scars, perhaps due to inflammation or something else, making him look a bit older than his father.

As soon as he entered the door, he had a sad face, and he didn't look like he was here to celebrate a birthday, but rather to attend a funeral.

Since he was born, he has been pampered by everyone in the palace.

A child who grows up like this will naturally have a bad temper.

They are so young that they don't treat others as human beings, and there are many cases of slave abuse in the mansion.

If Prince Fu and Princess Fu had not kept the matter secret, rumors would have spread outside long ago.

He didn't want to come today. He made an appointment with several princes and planned to go to Fengyue Pavilion in the city to visit prostitutes and have some fun.

Who knew that I was forced to come here by my parents, so I suppressed my anger and disliked everyone.

"Prince Fu has arrived, Prince Fu's son has arrived."

After this long shout, everyone turned their attention over.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Most of the people who came today were court officials, but Prince Fu and his son were members of the royal family, so it was reasonable for them to attract everyone's attention.

Shang Yukuan was the first to rush over.

Although he was Prince Fu's father-in-law, he was still a royal subject in terms of status, so he spoke with respect.

"We are honored to have Prince Fu and the Crown Prince here."

Prince Fu was quite polite. He just gave a false compliment and said with a smile.

"You are too polite, Duke. Today is a family dinner. You are my father-in-law. There is no need to be so polite."

Then he said to his son beside him.

"En'er, come and meet your grandfather."

Xie Daoen (Prince Fu) looked at Shang Yukuan impatiently, and then said something perfunctorily.

"Meet Grandfather."

Shang Yukuan didn't have much contact with his grandson.

But he also knew that he had a bad temper, so he didn't mind his attitude too much. He just smiled and responded, then said.

"Okay, go in and rest for a while, the banquet will start soon."

"Um."

Shang Yukuan invited Prince Fu and his son in, and General Wei and Deputy Commander Wei were also there to accompany them.

Shang Ji, who was a little far away from them, looked over coldly with a look of disgust in his eyes.

Xing Zhao was a man with a mouth, and he snorted with his nostrils pointed upwards.

"He's like a fat pig, not much different from your fifth great-uncle."

As he spoke, he expressed doubt.

"Hey, why don't I see your relatives today? Aren't they the ones who love to show up at events like this in previous years?"

After saying that, he looked around and indeed didn't see anyone.

Shang Ji replied calmly.

"My fifth uncle's family fell ill, so they were moved to a farm outside the city. My third uncle's family was humble about their low status and didn't want to make friends with dignitaries, so they stayed in the house and didn't come out."

Xing Zhao's face was full of surprise, as if Shang Ji had said something scary.

"No way, them? How can they be so self-aware?"

Although he had not lived in the Duke's Mansion for many years and had never lived with them, he could clearly see the situation of the third and fifth rooms after just a few encounters.

(End of this chapter)