Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

Chapter 112 The Young Master of the Marquisate’s Bad Ways 4

"Why is father sighing?" Duanmu Hongxuan asked.

"It should have been a good marriage! The heartbeat of a young man is the most unforgettable."

Hearing this, the couple fell silent.

In the past few years, everyone has witnessed Duanmu Moyu's growing feelings for Xia Jinshu.

It was time to propose marriage, but the man above got ahead of him and ordered someone to enter the palace.

This is a deliberate humiliation to the Marquis of Zhenguo!

Everyone knows that in the past two years, the young master of the Marquis's Mansion has feelings for the Prime Minister's daughter.

Even if he is a playboy, his family background is enough to marry the prime minister's daughter.

Yiang returned to his yard and saw Shunzi sitting on the doorstep in a daze.

"What are you doing?"

When Shunzi heard the voice of his young master, he looked up excitedly, saw Yiang, and jumped up instantly.

"Master, you're back. Next time you go out, can you please not leave me behind? I won't be at ease if I don't follow you."

Yi'ang then remembered that the wisher had received an invitation from Xiao Mufeng this time. He was already in a bad mood and didn't want anyone to follow him, so he left Shunzi and ran out.

Although he appears to be a playboy to the outside world, he is actually quite skilled in martial arts and is not afraid of any danger when he goes out.

People who practice martial arts have very light steps. In order not to be discovered, they put a lot of effort into learning how to walk.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been the same for so many years, and so many masters in the capital wouldn't have failed to notice that Duanmu Moyu was good at martial arts.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you with me from now on to make a pot of tea for your young master."

"Okay, Master, please wait. I'll ask Sister Shaoyao to make tea."

He smiled and waved to Shunzi, who ran out of the yard happily.

Sitting on the lounge chair in the yard, thinking carefully, Xia Jinshu had entered the palace not long ago, but was not a favorite.

Our current queen is the daughter of the Grand Marshal, but our Grand Marshal has only one daughter.

The Taiwei only has a few cousins, and his relationship with them is average.

More importantly, this general was a staunch supporter of the imperial party and did not get involved in party disputes.

This is also why the daughter of the Grand Marshal happened to become the queen.

The emperor was wary of the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion and did not want the Prime Minister's Mansion to continue to grow and develop.

In fact, this dynasty has some similarities with the official positions of the Qin Dynasty in the small world I visited before.

The Grand Marshal was in charge of military affairs and was a staunch royalist. The Queen was also dignified, generous, kind and polite.

Therefore, the emperor has always trusted the queen and the general.

In the prime minister's family, in addition to the legitimate daughter, there are also legitimate sons and illegitimate sons. For the sake of his own legitimate son, the prime minister also has to make plans.

But he had never thought of sending his legitimate daughter into the palace as a concubine before.

Although she is called a noble concubine, what is the difference between her and the concubines in these officials' families?

Now that the matter is settled, the natural thing to do is to consider how to maximize benefits.

For example, give birth to a prince and compete for the supreme position.

This is an essential skill for family leaders and officials.

In the previous life, if the Prime Minister and the Marquis of Zhenguo had not united to support Xiahou Zexi, plus some officials who took advantage of the situation.

Just because he's the grandfather of a prime minister? And the mother of a concubine? Can he accomplish anything?

This time, let the Empress's legitimate son take that position!

It has to be said that the Taiwei was indeed good at educating his daughter, because the prince she taught was kind, wise, capable, and good at using people.

If he had been the emperor in his previous life, the country would not have collapsed like this.

More importantly, he had no suspicion or vigilance towards the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Although he became an idle prince in his previous life, when he learned that the family of the Marquis of Zhenguo was ordered to have their property confiscated and their nine generations of the family executed, he went to the palace to ask Xiahou Zexi for help.

Although it was ultimately ineffective, he was even suspected of conspiring with the Marquis of Zhenguo to rebel, and was ultimately confined to his house for life and not allowed to leave.

Not even as good as his father. At least although his father was afraid of the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion, he just wanted to take back the military power.

There is no suspicion that the family of the Marquis of Zhenguo is plotting treason or treason.

He was very young at the time, and watched the empire that the Marquis of Zhenguo had built for the late emperor. The late emperor had also warned his princes countless times that they must treat the Marquis of Zhenguo and his family well.

Soon, Xia Jinshu would find an excuse to come out and plan to have a beautiful dream with herself.

But now, she can only daydream.

Just as I was thinking about something, I saw Shunzi and a maid come in.

The maid also carried a tray with a teapot and teacups on it.

Walking over to Yiang, the maid placed the tea on the table next to the recliner.

He bowed, took a step back, and stood behind Yiang on his right side.

Yiang waved his hand and said, "You're not needed here, go down!"

"Yes."

I picked up the tea and looked at it first. The white clouds were rolling, the snowflakes were dancing, and the color was bright green.

I took a sip and it was delicious, refreshing, fragrant, and sweet aftertaste. It was quite good.

It’s worthy of being in ancient times, everything is pure natural and has no additives.

Tea leaves are all hand-roasted, unlike those in the modern world, which, although fun and novel, have too many additives in the food, drink and other things we eat and use.

Moreover, they are all produced on machine assembly lines, which loses the taste of the food itself.

Drink tea comfortably and lie down to enjoy it.

This is life. What was that in the previous world? It was suffering and hardship.

I don’t know how long it was before a maid came in and saw Yiang with his eyes closed. She didn’t know if he was sleeping or what, so she didn’t dare to make a sound.

Shunzi saw this and walked up to the maid and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The Marquis invites the young master to dinner."

"I know, you go down first!"

Shunzi was just about to call Yiang when he saw his young master open his eyes.

"Master, someone from the front hall has told us that dinner is ready."

"Well, let's go!"

Yiang stretched.

Oh, it's so comfortable to lie down! Or it's more comfortable to be in a bad mood.

I've decided to live in a rotten world and become a dandy young master of a marquisate.

I walked all the way to the front hall and saw that my grandfather, parents, eldest brother, eldest sister-in-law and two little nephews were all there.

He walked quickly forward, bowed and sat down.

The family of the Marquis is simple and not as sophisticated as those of other wealthy families.

There is no need for maids to serve food during meals, and there is no rule of not talking while eating or sleeping.

The family ate happily together and drank some tea after the meal to help digest the food.

After that, they each returned to their own courtyard, and if there was official business, they would follow Duanmu Lingyue to the study.

What a great atmosphere!

When Yiang was about to leave, Duanmu Lingyue called out, "Mo Yu, follow Grandpa to the study."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Follow Duanmu Lingyue all the way to the study.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Mo Yu, I'm sorry for putting you through such hardship over the years." Duanmu Lingyue looked at Yi Ang with a guilty look on his face.

"Grandpa, why do you say that? I don't feel wronged."

Duanmu Lingyue looked at Yiang with an expression that said, "Don't say that to comfort me."

No, I don’t feel wronged!

The wisher never feels wronged.

How nice it is to be a playboy, never having to worry about food and clothing, and you can do whatever you want!

"Mo Yu, stop comforting grandpa."

"Your childhood dream was to fight on the battlefield, but because..."