Chapter 7: Uproar
One morning, the old man talked endlessly to Pei Zonghao about the emperor's skills. Although Pei Zonghao was very reluctant to listen, he was not perfunctory like he did yesterday.
"Second sister, how did I practice today?" Pei Zonghao, who was sweating profusely, asked Pei Yunfeng.
"Well, Hao'er, you're much more attentive today than yesterday." Compared with yesterday, Pei Zonghao today, he was completely different, and Pei Yunfeng was very satisfied.
"Hehe, it will be better in the future." Pei Zonghao's face looked proud.
"Okay, it's getting late, it's time to go up the mountain to practice. Let's get here today."
"Yeah, OK."
At the gate of the royal palace, a pair of red-lacquered stone lions, three people tall, were shining with copper nails on the two vermilion doors.
"Little Prince, aren't you riding a horse today?" At this time, the guards waiting for Pei Zonghao at the door of the palace were already ready to go.
"No more riding."
"Okay, then we won't ride anymore. We will accompany you to hike up the mountain every day from now on." Lao He took the lead and took the lead and took the lead in riding down the horse.
"Yes, brothers, please accompany the little prince to hike on foot in the future!"
Pei Zonghao had thirteen guards, among which the guard Lao He was a great master at the blood training realm, and the other twelve were warriors at the marrow training realm. If this force was placed in the wild world, it would be one of the best gangs.
The group accompanied Pei Zonghao on foot and climbed the mountain. This climb lasted for ten years. He was still a slutty man on the mountain, but he was already a young man on the mountain.
"I'm back!" For ten years, every morning, I've come back, and never stopped. Pei Zonghao now has a handsome face, a clear edge, and looks seventy-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-sixth-six
"Well, come and have a meal." Meng Xueye is now middle-aged. A few white hairs can be seen on her forehead, but her face does not look old at all. There is no wrinkle at all at the corners of her eyes, and the charm remains, as if time has left no traces on her face.
In a flash, time passed, and time flies. During these ten years, Pei Zonghao reads in the morning, practices boxing in the afternoon, and practices in the evening. He has never stopped once in the past ten years, even if it is a storm and heavy snow, he has never stopped.
A breakfast was still swept away the wind and the clouds, and it was swallowed up voraciously.
"Hao'er, you are now in your prime. You have to start talking about etiquette when you have dinner, and you can't eat it like this anymore."
"I know, mom." Pei Zonghao responded, holding a bowl in his left hand, drinking porridge in a big mouthful, and the chopsticks on his right hand had no intention of stopping at all.
"Also, you can't call your mother again in the future. You have to call your mother. When you call your father, you have to call your father."
"Oh!" Pei Zonghao still disagreed.
"Boy! Have you heard it?" Pei Chengfang knocked the jade bowl in his hand heavily on the table. "Bang!" and Pei Zonghao stopped immediately.
He stretched out his left hand, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and swallowed the food in his mouth in one mouthful, "I heard, Father."
"You can't use your sleeves even if you wipe your mouth. This is unceremonious, so how can you behave!" From childhood to adulthood, Pei Chengfang has always played the role of a strict father in Pei Zonghao's life and never expressed spoiling in person.
Pei Zonghao sat upright with his chest straight, his face serious, "Yes, Father!"
"I'm full and go to practice."
"Prince, don't we tell him about Hao'er's entry into Beijing?" After Pei Zonghao left, Meng Xueye asked Pei Chengfang with a sad face.
"Let's stop talking about how long you can hold it, and how long you can count."
"But, I'm worried that Your Majesty can't wait and will really issue an order. By then, no one of us has a good face."
"Hmph! What! Mu Fengtianyang wants to find my Hao'er as his son-in-law, can he still use the strong one?" Pei Chengfang was still worried about what happened back then.
"But, your Majesty has sent letters to urge him every year over the years, and I am worried that his patience will be used up."
"Let's talk about it then." In Pei Chengfang's heart, he was unwilling to let his son enter Beijing. Since ancient times, the government's politics are as deep as the sea. When literati and poets kill people, they are not bloody at all. There are many people in the city of Yujing, and their days are bright and wine, and the fragrance of soft jade and desolate sounds are everywhere. He is worried, worried that Pei Zonghao will follow his old path as his elder brother.
As early as two years ago, the old man who taught himself was sick, and Pei Zonghao stopped studying in the morning two years ago. Therefore, he only practiced martial arts throughout the day.
"Bang!Bang!Bang!" The fist force broke through the air, exploded like thunder, and was strong and powerful, and Pei Chengfang had already achieved half of the successful conclusion.
"Haoer, come on, let's have two moves?"
"Haha, I'd better not. Second sister, you are now a great master in the blood training realm. I haven't even broken the threshold of a martial artist." Pei Yunfeng had already entered the blood training realm a year ago. Her talent in martial arts is no worse than Pei Chengfang back then.
Pei Yunfeng is now over the age of getting married. The girl has grown up, and she is a top-notch product in terms of figure and appearance.
"Second sister, take me to the military camp in the afternoon?"
Now Pei Yunfeng is a master of martial arts cultivation. This year, Pei Chengfang was just arranged to serve in Zhennan Camp. For this reason, a special force composed of women was established in the Hu Ben Army, named the Women's Iron Cavalry.
Tiger Ben and Cang Wolf are the two strongest iron cavalry that side by side, Pei Chengfang, swept the two strongest iron cavalry. The Tiger Ben Army has a total of 50,000 people, and the mount is a red flame tiger. It is a cruel nature, swallowing flames with both strength and speed. The Cang Wolf Army has a total of 50,000 people, and the mount is a member of the Wolf clan. It is disciplined and insidious. The Silver Wolf of Xiaoyue has a natural wind attribute and can drive the wind-type magic.
"That won't work. I don't dare to take you to the military camp before my father nods."
"No, second sister. You are about to get married now. Are you still afraid of your father?"
"Little bastard! Are you looking for a fight?" Pei Yunfeng's face flushed and she raised her hand to beat Pei Zonghao.
"Haha! Second sister, please spare my life!" Pei Zonghao ran away with a smile.
In the study of the royal palace, Pei Chengfang held a letter from General Lu Zhenchen, the general of the North.
"Lu Huaping, the son of the Lu family, has fallen in love with my Feng'er since he visited the Hu Ben Army last time. This is a letter written by Lu Zhenchen. In the letter, Lu Zhenchen proposed marriage to his eldest son Lu Huaping."
"Xue'er, what do you think about this?"
Meng Xueye looked a little worried after hearing this, "Prince, I don't think I can agree to this matter. If we agree to this marriage, Your Majesty will definitely be suspicious. At that time, our palace will definitely not be peaceful."
"Feng'er already knows this, what did she say?"
"I feel a little moved when I see Feng'er's meaning."
"Then we should go to this marriage."
"Prince, this is inappropriate. I feel that the princess's worries are right. If we really agree to this marriage, the memorials against us in the court will be overwhelming. At that time, no matter how much His Majesty trusts the prince, he will be suspicious." The old slave, who had been standing beside Pei Chengfang, spoke at this time. The old slave had not changed at all from the slightest change from ten years ago. He was still three willows with long beards and white beards.
"It's okay, those stinky scholars, if they fall in love with the music, let them play. I can't delay my daughter's life for these intrigues."
"This matter is decided so. The wedding date is set at the beginning of next month. It happens to be Feng'er's birthday at the beginning of next month. You should divorce immediately and ask their Lu family to prepare quickly." Pei Chengfang is not only a war god who fought on the battlefield, but also a kind father.
"Yes, the old slave obeys the order."
Although Meng Xueye looked worried, she still did not stop Pei Chengfang from making such a decision, because she also hoped that her daughter would live a happy life.
Pei Yunfeng, the daughter of King Pei Chengfang, will soon marry Lu Huaping, the son of General Lu Zhenchen, the general of Zhenbei, at the beginning of next month. As soon as this matter was made public, the civil and military sensation in the court caused a sensation, and once again caused a storm.
"Your Majesty! Pei Chengfang is going to rebel! Marrying Lu Zhenchen is taking over half of the imperial army! The consequences of this matter are unimaginable. The old minister asked for a report and immediately issued an order not to marry Pei Yunfeng and Lu Huaping to eliminate future troubles!" In the Taiqing Palace, Wei Yuan, the leader of the civil minister, stood up and asked for a report.
After Wei Yuan, Grand Secretary Zeng Chenglin immediately walked out of the queue, "Your Majesty, Pei Chengfang's move does have the opposite intention. According to the recommendation of the minister, he issued an order not to allow Pei Yunfeng to marry Lu Huaping, and also issued an imperial edict, ordering Pei Chengfang to immediately send his youngest son Pei Zonghao into the palace."
After Zeng Chenglin, some people stood up one after another, "Your Majesty, Pei Chengfang holds an important position. Even if he is very successful, he should ask the court for an order like marrying a daughter first! His behavior does not take the court seriously. Where is Your Majesty? I request a report and quickly issue an order to summon Pei Zonghao to the capital to prevent an accident!"
"My minister, please agree!"
"My minister, please agree!"
"I'm welcome, please agree!"
After Li Wenchong, Shilang of the Ministry of War, requested a report, a group of civil officials in the court agreed.
At this time, General Chen Chu never spoke, but his eyes were closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Facing the civil officials in the court pressing step by step, Emperor Mu Fengtianyang shot his eyes at Chen Chu, "General, what do you think about this?"
Hearing Mu Feng Tianyang calling him at this time, Chen Chu's eyes closed slowly opened, "Your Majesty, I think that the court should not only not issue an order to break up the couple, but also issue an order to congratulate him. At the same time, he rewarded 100,000 taels of gold, 100,000 pieces of silk, and a hundred superior servants."
"What? Chen Chu! You are a traitor! You are going to hand over my country to Pei Chengfang!" Zeng Chenglin pointed at Chen Chu angrily and criticized Chen Chu's words.
"That's it! Your Majesty! I and others suspect that the general Chen Chu of the country must have been bribed by Pei Chengfang at this time! He is blatantly traitoring the country! Your Majesty!"
A group of civil officials criticized Chen Chu a lot, and Chen Chu himself looked calm and did not take it seriously at this time. He knew that Mu Feng Tianyang would definitely not listen to these sour Confucian words.
Chapter completed!