Being thrown directly out of the banquet, Chengenhou Mansion was completely humiliated this time.

Because of Empress Dowager Zhu's relationship, most of the Shangyong dignitaries were very polite to the Zhu family. Even if they looked down upon the Zhu family, they would not show it directly.

Apart from the Luo family and the Prince Regent's Palace, I'm afraid no one can throw someone out like this.

When Mrs. Chengenhou returned home with Zhu Jin, she naturally had to complain and cry in front of Chengenhou.

After hearing what his wife and daughter said, Marquis Chengen's face suddenly looked as ugly as stained with ink.

"Xie Yan, what do you mean?!" Marquis Chengen slapped the table, his face filled with anger.

Mrs. Chengenhou wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said: "What else can it mean? Now that the Regent has taken advantage of the Luo family, how can he take our family seriously? I said before that we cannot let the Regent's Palace and the

The Luo family's marriage is like this...from now on, let alone us, I'm afraid His Majesty won't take it seriously."

As soon as these words came out, Marquis Chengen's expression changed again.

Don't they want to prevent the Luo family from getting married to the Regent's Palace? Xie Yan and the Luo family didn't give them a chance to stop it!

In the final analysis, the reason why the Chengenhou Mansion was still able to gain a foothold in the capital after Mr. Zhu passed away was first because of the Empress Dowager Zhu, and now it is because of Xie Cheng, the nephew.

However, Xie Cheng is not yet seven years old, and it will be at least nearly ten years before he wants to take charge.

If Xie Yan refuses to delegate power, even twenty-year-old Xie Cheng may not be able to hold real power.

And the worse outcome... is something they don't even dare to think about.

Seeing his father's gloomy face and not speaking, Zhu Jin couldn't help but said: "Dad, you must tell your aunt that you must not let that little bitch Luo Junyao go!"

Marquis Chengen raised his head and glanced at his daughter with a sinister look, "You still have the nerve to say that if you weren't so arrogant and domineering, how could Xie Yan look down on you? No matter how bad Luo Junyao was, he could still get Xie Yan to come to ask for your hand in marriage.

!.”

Obviously, even Marquis Chengen had to admit that Xie Yan was not someone who would force himself to marry the Luo family for the sake of power. Since he personally came to ask Luo Junyao to marry him, he must have fallen in love with the second girl Luo.

Zhu Jin's pretty face turned red instantly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What does this have to do with me!"

Zhu Jin was also aggrieved. She admitted that she was a little arrogant, but she had never been arrogant in front of the regent.

Chengenhou waved his hand with a headache and said: "Okay, you go back first, I will think about it again."

"Then my aunt..." Zhu Jin was still a little unwilling.

Marquis Chengen's eyes darkened and he said coldly: "I told you to go back first!"

Zhu Jin was startled. She wanted to say something more but was pulled back by her mother. She had to swallow the words that came to her lips and silently followed her mother out of the study.

After the two women left, the study finally became quiet.

Marquis Chengen sighed, stood up and wanted to walk out.

As the head of a family, who doesn't want to take the family to a higher level in his own hands? But the reality is that since his father's death, even if there is a sister who is a queen and later a queen mother, the Zhu family's power in Shangyong

Still declining.

When his father was still alive, he once said that Emperor Gaozu only made his sister the crown prince to appease the old nobles of Shangyong. But by the time the sister actually became the crown princess, the original nobles of Dongling in Shangyong had been replaced.

Gaozu had almost dismantled it.

Emperor Gaozu did not break the contract and still let the then prince marry a girl from the Zhu family, which gave the remaining people a reassurance. Let them know that the Xie family would not drive everyone away.

Later, when Gaozu died and the late emperor succeeded to the throne, the methods used were no different from Gaozu's.

Today, it has been more than 30 years since the founding of the Great Sheng Dynasty, and nearly 20 years since the complete unification of the Central Plains. How many of the old Dongling nobles are left?

In other words, the Su family still holds great power and is even more prominent than before.

Even though he is an old fox like Mr. Su, he has been suppressing his son and grandson all these years. Only then did the royal family and the regent value the great-grandchildren of the Su family.

The Zhu family does not have this condition.

Marquis Chengen took stock of the juniors in the Marquis Chengen's house, and secretly regretted that he had not obeyed his father's orders. All the children in the family had been spoiled over the years by relying on their status as the Queen Mother.

"Bang bang."

Before Marquis Chengen could reach the door, he heard two knocks on the door.

He paused for a moment, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

There was no answer from outside the door, and Marquis Chengen could not help but frown a little tighter.

He walked to the door in a few steps, reached out and opened the door.

There was no one outside the door. Marquis Chengen's heart skipped a beat and he was about to call someone when he heard a male voice coming from beside him, "Marquis Chengen, please excuse me, someone wants me to send you a letter."

Marquis Chengen was shocked when he realized that the man was standing with his back against the wall next to the gate.

He quickly took a step back and said sternly: "Who are you?!"

The man stood at the door and looked at the panicked middle-aged man in front of him with interest.

"My name is Musa."

"You are not from the Central Plains!" said Marquis Chengen.

Musa looked around and said with a smile: "Marquis Chengen, are you sure you want to talk to me here?"

Marquis Chengen was silent for a moment, he didn't want to talk to the Qi tribesman of unknown origin in front of him at all.

But seeing him standing struttingly at the door, seemingly not worried that he would be discovered, he knew he had no choice.

After a moment, he took two steps back and let the person in.

Musa chuckled inexplicably, ducked into the study and closed the door.

Marquis Chengen stared at the leisurely-looking foreign youth in front of him and said, "Who are you? Who asked you to deliver a message to me?"

Musa took out a letter from his arms and handed it over, "Don't be nervous, Marquis Chengen. I'm just an errand deliverer. I don't know how to do anything but deliver letters."

Marquis Chengen took the envelope and did not open it in a hurry. He only glanced at the lacquer seal at the seal, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

He glanced at Musa quickly, as if he wanted to throw away the letter in his hand.

Musa didn't care and said, "How to deal with this letter is up to Marquis Cheng'en. I'll take my leave first."

Marquis Chengen's lips trembled and he did not speak. As expected, Musa stopped talking nonsense and turned around to open the door and go out. After a while, he disappeared at the gate.

It was still quiet and solemn outside the study, as if no one had ever been there.

Marquis Chengen's hand holding the envelope was trembling a little. He looked down at the envelope in his hand, as if the phoenix pattern on the envelope was not paint but blood.

He felt a little dazed for a moment, as if a figure that he thought he had forgotten many years ago appeared in front of him.

Prince Regent's Palace

It was rare for Xie Yan to sit leisurely in the pavilion of Jingyuan and play chess alone.

The sky has gradually darkened. The busy people in Jingyuan during the day have dispersed, and the noisy Jingyuan has regained its original tranquility.

It's just that the garden that originally looked quiet and solemn at first glance has now changed its appearance.

Flowers of various colors bloomed quietly in the twilight that had just fallen, and the night wind brought a faint fragrance of flowers. Not long ago, rockery stones of different shapes were delivered, and rockeries with different postures were piled up in the garden.

Not far from the rockery, a long flower wall and beautifully carved corridors were erected.

On the lake outside the pavilion, several pairs of mandarin ducks were swimming quietly in the lake. On the other side of the lake, there were several white cranes hunting and playing by the water.

Further away, next to a tall and rugged rockery is a small patch of bamboo. There are also two peacocks strolling leisurely beside the bamboo forest, dragging their long tail feathers.

Xie Yan dropped his head slightly, looked up and saw the mandarin ducks swimming on the lake, and was slightly startled.

Jingyuan has probably never been so lively and lively, so... she shouldn't feel too deserted after coming here, right?

"Your Majesty, Master Mingguang is here." Duoying appeared quietly outside the pavilion and whispered.

Xie Yan frowned slightly, "What is he here for?"

"What's the matter? My nephew is getting married, and I, the uncle, can't come?" Without waiting for the owner's permission, Master Mingguang had already walked in swaggeringly.

He once again changed out of the ceremonious cassock he wore when he entered the palace that day, and only wore a gray monk's robe.

Xie Yan waved towards Duoying to signal him to step back, and then looked at Master Ming Guangguang and said, "If you are willing to come, the Regent's Palace will naturally treat you as an honored guest."

Master Mingguang didn't speak. He walked into the pavilion and sat down, seemingly thinking carefully about Xie Yan's words.

After a while, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm already a monk. It's better not to see those people in the past, so as not to hinder my practice."

Xie Yan rarely thought to himself: "Even if you are a monk, you still have six impure roots."

Xie Yan reached out and poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him, "In that case, why are you here?"

Master Mingguang frowned and said, "Last time you came to Huguo Zen Temple, you said..."

"Bai Jingrong." Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yan had already understood his purpose, "Since you have become a monk, you should cultivate your Buddhahood. As for Bai Jingrong, it is a matter for worldly people. Do you want to divide the body into five horses or crush the bones and scatter them into ashes?

, I can do it for you."

"We're getting married soon, don't you think it's unlucky for you to speak like this?" Master Mingguang was rarely speechless.

Xie Yan didn't care, "What's unlucky for me if the enemy crushes his bones and spreads his ashes?"

Master Mingguang was choked and speechless for a moment.

After a long while, Master Mingguang sighed softly and said: "Bai Jingrong... you haven't seen her very often, have you? You were not born when she left Shangyong. After you became the regent, she has rarely been out and about."
To be continued...