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King Yong was startled when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Pan'er who looked dissatisfied. A flash of darkness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Since it is rude, it doesn't matter if you kill him with a stick, Pan'er doesn't need to take it to heart. "
He understood that Zhang Pan'er did it on purpose to show her attitude. She could seduce Shui Rong, but she could never allow others to taint her. Thinking that she had tied up Shui Rong, she didn't intend to care about it.
Zhang Pan'er sneered when she heard this, "Look, cool people only care about profit and have no emotions."
Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er no longer wanted to talk to King Yong anymore. She was afraid that she would be sick if she stayed for a long time, so she bowed again and said softly: "I am a little tired, so I will take my leave first."
King Yong's eyes turned slightly, and he couldn't help but said: "Pan'er, the inheritance of the palace is all tied to you, don't slack off."
Zhang Pan'er felt a pause when she heard this, and the anger surged up again. What does it mean to not slack off? This is not a sinister intention. It hinted to her that she wanted to conceive an heir as soon as possible.
Caressing her belly with her bare hands, Zhang Pan'er held back her anger and said with a sigh: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Uncle Sixteen is quite obsessed with me. In two days, I will invite Uncle Sixteen again." , will continue to provide heirs to the palace as soon as possible."
Fortunately, Uncle Sixteen has already cooperated with her, so there is no need to worry too much. She is good at extending heirs for the palace, but it is not for the Yongwang Palace, but for the Beijing Palace.
Speaking of which, she was somewhat looking forward to meeting Uncle Sixteen, and couldn't help but make the beauty's erect posture slightly closer.
King Yong's eyes fell on the belly caressed by the beauty, and he felt satisfied. He nodded and said, "That's good. You are tired today, so go down and rest."
Since Uncle Sixteen is obsessed with Pan'er, there is really no need to be too anxious. After all, it is better to be of royal blood.
Zhang Pan'er nodded lightly when he heard the words, turned around and left, her beautiful face filled with chill.
Beijing Prince's Mansion, "Feng Yi Pavilion".
It was getting late, and the palace was already lit with lanterns.
In the side room, Shui Rong had already changed into household clothes and was sitting on the brocade pier with Yuan Chun, and meals were already placed on several tables.
Suddenly, Yuanchun said: "Husband, today I told my mother about my outing, but my mother thought that since she was going on a trip, she would simply go to the Qingxu Temple on the outskirts of the city to hold a ritual ceremony to pray for the prince's palace and prevent disasters."
Shui Rong was stunned when he heard this. Qingxu Guan must be the Qingxu Guan he knew!
After groaning, Shui Rong responded: "Since it is mother's order, it is my lady's arrangement. When I go to Qingxu Temple, I just need to inform me in advance, so that I can arrange a rest at that time."
When Concubine Beijing proposed to go, Shui Rong could still refuse. If he refused, those heartless eyes would fall on him again.
Yuanchun nodded when he heard the words, looked at the young man with starry eyes, and said softly, "If my husband is busy with official business, I can accompany my mother."
Shui Rong shook his head when he heard this and said with a smile: "How can a little official work be comparable to family reunion?"
This outing was something he had promised to Daiyu. If he failed to keep the promise, he would be forced to come back because of his bad temper. Besides, it would be nice to go out for some fun.
After saying that, Shui Rong seemed to have thought of something and said calmly: "By the way, next post, invite Princess Yong to go with you."
Inviting Princess Yong was not because Shui Rong had any dirty thoughts, but because he wanted to show Prince Yong his obsession with Zhang Pan'er and reduce her pressure in Prince Yong's Mansion.
When Yuan Chun heard this, her beautiful face was slightly startled, and there was a little doubt between her eyebrows. How could such a good person invite Princess Yong?
Star eyes flashed, Yuanchun asked softly: "Husband, are you too close?"
She understood what Shui Rong meant, simply because His Majesty intended Shui Rong to support Yongwang Mansion, so her attitude towards Zhang Paner was neither close nor distant, but inviting her to go to Qingxu Temple for a ritual ceremony seemed to be too much.
Shui Rong felt a little guilty in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he smiled and replied: "Just inviting women, it's just an illusion for outsiders to see. As long as we don't take the initiative to express our attitude, everything else is a trivial matter."
When Yuanchun heard this, he felt that it was quite reasonable. Inviting the female family members was just to show closeness and did not represent political attitude, so he did not say much. He just turned his eyes slightly and said: "Husband, I want to give my body to Rong Guo." The next post from the government."
It had been a while since she had seen her grandmother, mother, and Baoyu. As the daughter-in-law of the Prince of Beijing, she couldn't go to her parents' house frequently to avoid making people gossip, so she took this opportunity to post a message to the Duke of Rongguo and go to Qing Dynasty together. Make a ritual in virtual view.
Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the beauty and saw the look of expectation between her brows. He stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the beauty Fengze and said with a smile: "You are the master of the Beijing Palace. You can post it if you want."
Yuan Chun let out a sweet sigh, stretched out her hand and waved away the mischievous young man's hand, her eyebrows were crescent, and her heart was as sweet as honey. Of course she knew that she was the master of the Beijing Palace, but she couldn't be the master over Shui Rong.
"Put another message to Ning Guo Gongfu."
There is also a sweet cousin in Ning Guogong's mansion, and he has almost forgotten about her.
It has been a while since Yingchun came of age. Don't be surprised if she turns into a resentful woman in the boudoir.
Chapter 285 Keqing: Your Majesty, you haven’t rinsed your mouth yet.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.
In the resting place inside, the right governor Feng Qing, the governor's colleague Niu Jizong, and the governor's minister Liu Fang were all here. Several people reported on the daily official affairs of the governor's office, which were probably some military training matters.
It's just that on the Arhat's bed, there were various fruits and snacks placed on the tables. Watermelon was leaning on the backrest, holding a large porcelain cup in both hands, and gently sipping the sour plum soup in the cup. His eyebrows were filled with ease. Where? It's like a person doing business, but like he's on vacation.
Everyone is obviously aware of Shui Rong's style, but they also understand that laziness and incompetence are not the same thing. If they are really perfunctory, this man's blow will come whizzing down.
In fact, this is okay. Compared with other governor's offices, this man is the one who delegates power, giving them a lot of room to display. In order to maintain the current harmony, he reports carefully.
Shuirong listened to their report, and when they talked about how the guardsmen in Shandong area had eliminated the bandits, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Training troops and fighting them actually, using bandits to train troops is a wonderful method, and this is I also want to eliminate harm for the people and gain a good reputation, so I simply ordered the soldiers from various local guards to exterminate the bandits, what do you think?"
The guards stationed in various places are also idle. Sending troops to suppress bandits can be regarded as something to do. While showing their blood, they can also protect the peace and tranquility of the people, killing two birds with one stone.
Hearing this, Feng Qing put down the tea cup he was holding and said, "Your Majesty, my subordinates will communicate with the Ministry of War on this matter, but we still need to inform the other governors, otherwise it will appear that we are acting alone."
To send out troops to suppress bandits, it is necessary to mobilize troops. Although the governor's office is an independent department, it does not have the right to mobilize troops, so it needs to communicate with the Ministry of War. The five military governor's offices each perform their own duties and do not interfere with each other. However, after all, they belong to the same lineage of martial arts. If the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army were to act independently, he would appear to be out of tune.
Shui Rong understood this truth. He smiled at Feng Qing, who was the right governor, and said, "You can take care of this matter. However, Niu Cheng and the others have been with me for some time, and they should go out to practice, so let them have some experience." People go to various places to suppress bandits in the name of supervising the army, how to arrange it, you can discuss a charter."
Suppressing bandits is not a big deal, and it is about protecting peace and tranquility for the people. There is no reason for the Ministry of War to refuse, and it is a process. As for Niu Cheng, the younger generation of guards serving the Beijing Palace used this as an advancement. Let them get gold-plated, their resumes will look better, and they will be promoted faster.
Everyone naturally understood the meaning of water dissolution, but their expressions did not show it. Instead, Niu Jizong said with a smile: "The prince has a body of a thousand gold, so we must not relax. Let my boy protect the prince."
Shui Rong raised his eyes and glanced at the honest-looking Niu Jiejie. He felt funny in his heart. Who said that people with honest faces wouldn't be flattering?
With a chuckle, Shui Rong said: "I am in the capital, so I am safe and sound. It is better to let Niu Cheng and the others go out for some training, so that they can serve the imperial court in the future, and it can also reduce the burden on you."
Everyone smiled knowingly when they heard the words, obviously understanding the meaning of Shui Rong's words. Let Niu Cheng and the others lighten their burden, and they will undoubtedly be their successors in the future. After all, they have already occupied high positions, and their only concern is inheritance and preservation. The door and court are prosperous.
As for forming cliques and the like, the signboard of the Prince's Palace in Beijing is a flag. The martial artists in the house are his chosen die-hard faction. Who else can he support if he doesn't support them? Besides, the children of the aristocratic families are mostly extraordinary, and Not first-rate.
At this time, Shui Rong's eyes flashed brightly, and he turned around and said: "By the way, I am personally responsible for the suppression of bandits in the Beizhili area, and I will report this matter to your Majesty."
Galloping on the battlefield, a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses, Shui Rong naturally yearns for it, but it is difficult for a prince to get involved in fighting, so he is very interested in leading troops to suppress bandits, which is just past the addiction of leading troops.
Everyone was startled when they heard this, especially Feng Qing, who was the right governor. He originally belonged to the Rongguo Duke's faction, but the Beijing County Prince became the son-in-law of the Duke's Palace, so he came to rely on him. He still remembered Shui Rong's style in the past. He vigorously and resolutely ordered him to reorganize the capital camp, leaving no room for negotiation. At that time, he was still angry, but times have changed. Now he has become the right governor of the Dudu Mansion, with a high and powerful position, even more glorious and glorious than the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
At present, Shui Rong's intention is to lead troops to suppress bandits. If Shui Rong makes a mistake, not to mention that His Majesty started to appoint the people who contributed to the founding of the country because Shui Rong came to power, even if Shui Rong is their leader, nothing will happen. So Feng Qing advised He said: "Your Majesty, a rich man is not sitting in danger, and there is no need for your Majesty to take action personally if there are some bandits."
Niu Jizong obviously understood this truth and echoed: "What Governor Feng said makes sense. If the prince is worried about suppressing bandits, my subordinates are willing to go there in person."
Shui Rong knew everyone's intention and waved his hand: "Don't worry, everyone, I am sitting in the center and will not charge into the battle. Okay, this matter has been settled, no need to say more."
He was just having fun leading troops, and he would not be stupid enough to charge into battle with the bravery of an ordinary man.
When everyone saw Shui Rong's words, they didn't want to say more. They were thinking about the suppression of bandits in Northern Zhili. They had made careful arrangements. As long as they didn't charge into battle and were protected by a large army, there would be no problems.
At this moment, a small official came in and said that King Yong was here.
Everyone turned their eyes slightly and fell silent. However, Feng Qing looked a little hesitant and pointedly said: "His Royal Highness Yong Wang is here diligently."
Shui Rong chuckled when he heard the words, and understood in his heart. He thought it was because he had been too close to King Yong recently, which made his subordinates think too much.
After groaning, Shui Rongshi Shiran said: "After all, he is also my nephew. I just care about the relationship between uncle and nephew. You don't need to care about it. Go down and get busy first."
After hearing the words, several people understood clearly that they cared about the relationship between uncle and nephew, that is, they would not get involved in the prince's fight, let alone conflict or anything like that, they just wanted to find out Shuirong's attitude.
Immediately, a few people left and left. After a while, King Yong walked in. Looking at Shui Rong's leisurely appearance, he smiled and greeted, "Uncle Sixteen, it's quite pleasant."
The Prince of Beijing County in front of him doesn't look like a businessman. He is probably on vacation at the Governor's Mansion.
Shui Rong was noncommittal when he heard the words. He only needed to grasp the general direction of the Governor's Mansion. He didn't have to do everything in detail, so he naturally seemed relaxed and comfortable. Even if he was lazy, he still had the power.
On the other hand, King Yong, the legitimate prince, had to travel back and forth to seek the emperor's respect. Sometimes it was really annoying to compare one another to others.
However, if you think about it carefully, King Yong has a natural advantage, that is, he has the opportunity to ascend to the supreme position, but Shui Rong has basically given up this thought since the adoption.
As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss. If it weren't for water-soluble adoption, do you think Emperor Yongkang would rest assured that he would control the military?
I'm afraid I won't even be able to live peacefully as an idle prince.
Seeing Shui Rong's lack of interest, King Yong didn't care at all, or he was used to it. He briefly and comprehensively explained the completion of the casting of new firearms, but Shui Rong didn't say much after listening. Anyway, they had to wait for the test later. result.
After groaning, King Yong raised his eyes to glance at Shuirong, turned his eyes slightly, put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and said: "By the way, Aunt Sixteen sent a message to Prince Yong's Mansion, inviting Pan'er to go to Qingxu together. I’m going to watch the ritual ceremony, and ask Aunt Sixteen to take care of her a little more then.”
Speaking of the post, King Yong was really happy when he received the post. This strategy of intersecting the two families finally paid off, or it could be said that this was the result of Zhang Paner's hard work.
If not, let alone posting a post, I'm afraid there won't even be a hello.
Shui Rong paused when he heard the words, and raised his eyes to look at Yong Wang, who had a calm look. The nephew's words about the new firearms were fake, but the mention of his nephew's wife was true. I'm afraid it was from him to see his reaction.
Acting, it all depends on who has good acting skills. After a moment of silence, Shuiluo's eyes flashed with a bright light, and there was a hint of hope in his voice, and he asked: "Aren't you going to Qingxu Temple with your nephew and wife?"
King Yong looked calm when he heard this, but he sneered in his heart. When he faced him, he was King Yong, and when he came to Pan'er, he was his close nephew and wife. He really had a deep affection for an uncle.
Having said that, judging from Shui Rong's attitude, it was indeed as Pan'er said, this sixteenth uncle was obsessed with her, it was so good.
After a deep groan, King Yong smiled and said, "My nephew is busy with official duties and has no time to spare."
If he goes, I am afraid that Uncle Sixteen will be wary and simply not go and make space for the two of you so that Uncle Sixteen can take good care of you and let Pan'er conceive an heir.
It's not surprising to Shui Rong that King Yong doesn't go. It's just that he really hopes that King Yong will go. If he can't, he can ask King Yong to enjoy a good show. Thinking about it makes people...
Well, this opportunity will come later.
Shui Rong lowered his head gently and said in a gentle tone: "My nephew-in-law is gentle and generous. Yuan Chun likes her very much. I think she will take good care of her. You don't have to worry."
She is gentle in front of others, but clingy in others. She is really different from what she looks like.
But I like the water solution.
Yes, it was because Pan'er's appearance was almost identical to the lingering figure in his memory. That was why he was so easily overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac that day, and even agreed to Zhang Pan'er's wish to have a child.
That's really the lethality of white moonlight.
After saying a few simple words, King Yong left happily. Shui Rong saw that everything was almost done, so he didn't stay in the governor's mansion any longer.
All the way back to the Prince's Mansion in Beijing, Shui Rong made some calculations in his mind and walked along the winding corridor with green bars towards the "Tianxiang Tower" in the east courtyard.
Walking to the "Tianxiang Tower", blocking the maid's announcement, Shui Rong stepped into the house, bypassed a landscape screen, and saw a pink figure leaning on a beauty couch, holding a treasure-level Burmese bell in her hand, charming and flowing. His eyes were in a trance, and there was a bit of sadness and melancholy between his brows.
"Ke Qing."
The dreamy voice sounded, and Keqing couldn't help but be startled. He looked around and saw that tall figure standing in front of the screen. His willow eyes flashed involuntarily. After confirming the person, the charming jade figure appeared. Rong Shang suddenly felt a burst of joy, his voice was full of joy, he stood up and said: "Your Majesty, you are here."
Seeing this, Shui Rong felt pity in his heart. There were more and more beauties in the house, but it had been a while since he had comforted the addicted Ke Qing. Even if he gave her a comforting treasure, it was still not warm enough, and it was inevitable that the beauties would be the same as before. of sorrow.
Smiling, Shui Rong said softly: "Ke'er, did you miss me?"
But Qing came back to her senses at this time. She had been staring at Mian Ling melancholy before. This embarrassing scene was passed by. For a moment, she was ashamed to see others. Her jade face was as red as blood, and her heart felt " Jumping "bang bang".
But fortunately, Keqing understands this man's character. He has done even the most embarrassing things, but he is still afraid of these things, so he clasps the bell in the palm of his hand, steps up his slim waist, and carries a fragrant fragrance that touches people's hearts. Feng was so close that he came forward, and his two slender hands took the initiative to climb up the young man's neck. His eyes moved, and he lightly opened his red lips and said, "I miss you, Your Majesty."
I haven't seen the prince for a while, but I just miss him. I miss him everywhere.