I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 105: City

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"Your Majesty," the queen put down the gift list, "such rumors are not good for you or Marquis Cheng'an. I think it should be clarified."

But Emperor Yun Qing felt that only by treating Rong Xia as his own son could he escape that nightmare. Although he is in a high position, he cannot have a healthy body. Emperor Yunqing is like many absurd emperors in history. He is afraid of death and aging. The ambitions and black and white of his youth have disappeared. His only obsession is to be strong. Body and longevity.

"What's the use of clarifying it? These people will only think that I am covering up," Emperor Yunqing said nonchalantly, "Those who are pure will themselves be pure. The queen does not need to care."

The queen pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids, "I understand."

Mr. Lin back then was indeed as beautiful as an orchid in an empty valley. Even a woman who saw her couldn't help but feel pity for her. Lin was supposed to be His Majesty's cousin, but because of the grievances of the previous generation, she suffered a lot of injustice when she was young.

It is said that before His Majesty married her, there was a woman he liked. Although His Majesty never mentioned this woman after they got married, the Queen still couldn't help but wonder, could that woman be Lin? That's why His Majesty can't marry her, or even express his feelings?

"Queen," the emperor thought that he had made his words clear enough, and the queen would definitely not misunderstand again, "the marriage between Cheng'an Marquis and Hua Yatou is very important to me. My body is not strong enough, and there is more to it than anything else." It’s up to you to worry more.”

"Don't worry, Your Majesty," the queen lowered her head to help Emperor Yun Qing sort out the orders on the table, "this marriage will not go wrong."

With how much the Ban family loves their daughter, it is impossible for this marriage to go into trouble.

The princess of the Ban family, who has had four fiancés, is finally getting married.

After the news spread throughout the capital, some men envied Cheng'anhou's good luck, some women envied Banhua's good luck, and some people with nothing to do envied Rong Xia for having two fathers with a strange mentality. .

Although some people speculated about the possible romantic events in the past, they put on extremely serious faces, pretending to be concerned about government affairs, and calculated the possibility of His Majesty recognizing this "illegitimate son". If His Majesty really If you accept this son, will Rong Xia take the throne?

Thinking about Prince Ning who is doing things erratically now, and the prince who is a bit weak in character, many officials who really care about the great cause of the world suddenly felt that if Marquis Cheng'an was really a bloodline of the Jiang family, it would be unreasonable for him to be the emperor. is the best choice. At least they don't have to worry that the emperor will listen to the slanders of traitorous ministers because of his soft ears, and they don't have to worry that the emperor does things based on his heart, hitting and scolding the courtiers, and not taking the lives of the people at heart.

"How is this possible?" Banhua couldn't help laughing after hearing Ban Heng's gossip. "These are all nonsense rumors. There is no way he is His Majesty's child."

"That's not necessarily true. Look at how kind your Majesty is to Marquis Cheng'an. He has been promoting him all these years. After his brothers passed away, not only did he not demote him to a higher rank, he also asked the queen's family to take care of him. "Ban Heng originally thought this rumor was very ridiculous, but as the rumors outside became more and more intense, and these people said it with their noses and eyes, because of the leading edge, now, he couldn't help but believe it, "If it weren't for my biological father, , would you be so kind to a courtier’s son?”

"Have you forgotten that Rong Xia's father once served as his companion when His Majesty was the crown prince?" Banhua thought for a moment, "Maybe it was because of this relationship that he took care of Rong Xia specially."

"Do you believe it?" Ban Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ban Hua, very distrustful of her rhetoric. If Your Majesty is really such a nostalgic person, when brother Rong Xia was still alive, he even refused to allow the Rong family's elder brother to seize the title on the grounds that the period of filial piety had not passed. As a result, Rong Dalang died, and Rong Xia had not yet come into his own. Xia Xijue's decree came down, and he was still a count like his father.

According to the rules of their Daye Dynasty, children and grandchildren who inherit the title of their elders must be demoted one level. If this family is not welcomed by the royal family, they may be demoted to two or three levels. Emperors tend to be cautious about rare things like titles, so how could they be so generous?

Ban Heng even felt that half of the reason for Rong Dalang's untimely death was that Emperor Yunqing refused to give him the title.

"This is not a question of belief or not, but a question of why Rong Xia cannot be the illegitimate son of Emperor Yun Qing." Ban Hua stood up and said without reasoning with Ban Heng, "Don't listen to the rumors outside, you are already stupid. , and you’ll be even more stupid if you listen to it again.”

Ban Heng:......

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to meet the emperor's illegitimate son you mentioned." Banhua picked up the fox fur cloak on the shelf and was about to go out.

"Sister," Ban Heng called Ban Hua, "are you and Rong Xia really going to get married before New Year's Eve?"

"Isn't the date already set?" Banhua stood in front of the big bronze mirror, tying the cloak rope in front of the mirror. There was no rejection of the marriage on her face, "Your Majesty is eager for us to get married, shouldn't we Can it still be delayed?"

"I promised that February would be a good day, but I turned around two months earlier. Why is Your Majesty so anxious?" Ban Heng said with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Perhaps it's to bring happiness?" Banhua joked, "Isn't this common among people? If the elders in the family are sick, they let the younger ones get married and bring joy to wash away the illness."

"That will only happen if the next generation gets married. You and Rong Xia are not His Majesty's sons and daughters. How can you be so happy?" Ban Heng sneered at his sister's unreliable joke, "It's still snowing outside. Stop riding."

"I know," Ban Hua opened the door and turned to Ban Heng, "By the way, don't forget to practice your boxing skills."

"Okay, okay, go see your fiancé quickly," Ban Heng waved his hand, obviously not interested in practicing boxing. Anyway, Rong Xia is just a weak scholar. If he dares to do anything to disgrace his sister in the future, how can he beat Rong Xia with his fists and kicks, right?

The snow in the capital is often heavy, and it can fall for several days at a time. There are far fewer pedestrians on the road than before. Banhua is sitting in a soft and warm carriage, holding a hand warmer in her hand, listening to the tinkling sound. The bell rang, and she opened the car curtain impatiently.

Pedestrians on the street were all looking around, including those selling charcoal, some selling oil, and some selling New Year paintings, furs and meat. She exhaled a white breath and suddenly realized that another year was about to pass. .

In the corner, there were boys and girls with grass tags on their heads who were being sold. Banhua looked away and lowered the curtain.

Recently, more and more people in the capital have begun selling children. She frowned. If the capital is like this, how difficult must it be in other places?

Cheng'anhou's Mansion is not too far from Jingting's Mansion. When the carriage was about to arrive at Cheng'anhou's Mansion, it stopped. Banhua lifted the curtain and took a look, "Why do you stop here?"

"Princess, there are several carriages parked in front, and we are blocked here."

Banhua lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage to take a look. There were several carriages parked. Looking at the regulations on these carriages, the people riding in the carriages were probably not of a low level. She handed the hand warmer to the guard beside the carriage, took another hand warmer from the maid's hand, stepped on the carriage stool and stepped out of the carriage. She looked at the dirty snow on the ground. It seemed that the people who came to Cheng'an Hou Mansion were still there. Quite a few.

"That's it, let's go back." Banhua didn't like dealing with these people the most, so he turned around and planned to go back.

"I have met the princess." A young boy in Tsing Yi trotted up to Banhua and gave her a respectful salute, "Please come in."

Banhua stood on the horse stool and raised his chin towards the carriages, "Does your Marquis have time now?"

"You may not have time for others to come now, but you will certainly have time to come." The boy said with a flattering smile on his face, "The Marquis has already given an order. If the princess comes, , we must welcome you in as soon as possible. If there is any slack, let the young ones pack their bags and leave the Hou Mansion."

"Nonsense," Banhua said with a smile, "Is your Marquis such an unreasonable person?"

"Master Hou is usually very reasonable, but when it comes to your matter, he has nothing to say." The boy rubbed his head and smiled sheepishly. He turned to look at the maid holding an umbrella in Tibanhua. , hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look further. The maids beside the princess were all so beautiful that it made people's eyes dazzle just by looking at them.

Rong Xia was sitting in the main hall, talking to these adults all the time. The few people in front of them were all supportive of the prince. After the prince was under house arrest in the East Palace, these adults had been running for the prince. It was not until King Ning suppressed the officials of the prince's line that they restrained themselves.

Rong Xia knew the purpose of these people's visit without saying anything. They just heard the rumors outside and wanted him, the "illegitimate son", to help the orthodox prince speak well in front of the emperor. Rong Xia thought these people were a bit ridiculous. No wonder the prince developed such a temper. It turned out that he was influenced by the people around him.

Now that Prince Ning is powerful, they don’t think about how to deal with Prince Ning. They just blindly look for someone to intercede on behalf of the prince. I don’t know how they got this brain? Shouldn't the best method be to bring down Prince Ning, or find a way to make His Majesty disappointed with Prince Ning? Then they can intercede for the Crown Prince, so that it will be easier for His Majesty to let the Crown Prince out?

Looking at it, among the people in the prince's lineage, Shi Chonghai is the most capable person. Unfortunately, he was too proud and made Emperor Yunqing dissatisfied. Now he wants to help the prince but is unable to do so. Being able to watch Prince Ning show off his power in the court.

"The Marquis of Cheng'an has a dignified appearance and the manners of a gentleman. The prince often praises the Marquis to his ministers," an official said, "and highly praises the Marquis' literary talent."

These people never left the prince. Although Rong Xia was touched by their loyalty to the prince, he was not moved at all.

"Master Marquis," the housekeeper came in, "Princess Fule is here."

Hearing this, Rong Xia put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and said to the officials present: "My lords, Rong's fiancée has arrived. Sir, please sit down for a moment, and Rong will come as soon as she leaves."

No matter how thick-skinned the adults were, they were too embarrassed to interrupt the unmarried couple's interactions. When they saw that although Rong Xia did not relent in pleading for the prince, at least she did not refuse, which made them still cherish in their hearts. With hope.

"I'll say goodbye."

"My lords, please don't be polite."

After saying goodbye and trying to stay, the adults finally walked out of the door. They didn't go far when they saw a group of people coming in from the front door. The woman leading them was only seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a snow-white cloak that blended in with the heavy snow. A group of beautiful maids and servants surrounded her, like a fairy concubine traveling with extraordinary style.

"That's..." The leading official stopped, turned around and said to the people behind him, "Let's wait a little longer."

This was to wait until Banhua passed by before they went out. The butler who sent them out lowered his head and stood respectfully behind them.

Unexpectedly, Banhua, who was about to pass by, saw them. She stopped, took off the cloak and hat on her head, and nodded slightly to the adults. Several adults were flattered and returned the favor with their hands. It was not until Banhua walked over that they slowly came back to their senses.

They looked over again and saw that Lord Rong had already welcomed Princess Fule, a handsome man and a beautiful woman who really made others envious.

"My lords, please." The butler smiled and made an invitation gesture to several people.

The adults came back to their senses and walked out of the Rong family gate with busy smiles. After leaving the door, they said goodbye to each other with a wry smile, and there was nothing else they could do.

The entire capital knew that His Majesty was interested in this wedding, so everyone who had contact with the Ban family spent a lot of money on the wedding gifts. Jewelry, ancient books and paintings were all sent to Ban's house one after another.

With nearly ten days left before the wedding of the two families, some people have already begun to speculate on how much the dowry of Princess Fule will be, and how much will be the betrothal gift sent by the Cheng'an Marquis Mansion?

There were even some dudes who had a good relationship with Ban Huai who began to bet on whether Ban Huai would cry when he took Ban Huai to get married, and whether he would hold his daughter and be unwilling to let her get married. It was originally an ordinary wedding of a noble family, but because Emperor Yunqing gave a villa to the two newlyweds, and rumors spread that Marquis Cheng'an was the emperor's illegitimate son, the wedding became eye-catching. stand up.

The Yan family and the Shi family did not react much to this reaction, but the Xie family was more strange and specially prepared a generous gift and sent it to the Jingting Palace. Everyone knew that the Ban and Xie families were at odds, but it was beyond everyone's expectation that the Xie family would give such a generous gift to the Ban family.

It was only later that someone remembered that the Ban family borrowed a doctor from the Xie family some time ago, regardless of previous suspicions. Although they later only saved the life of the Xie family doctor, but not his lifeblood, no one except the gods could save him from such a thing. Lifeblood, so I can’t blame Gong Jia.

With the Xie family's elder brother being injured to that extent, being able to save his life can be regarded as the medical skill of the Ban family doctor.

After thinking about it, everyone understood that it was because of this that the Xie family was like this.

The strange thing is that no one thinks that the Xie family did this to help the second prince win over the Ban family and Marquis Cheng'an, which shows how complicated the relationship is.

"When the Crown Princess got married from the Shi family, she only had a dowry of one hundred and eighty-eight dollars. Our family's dowry was too much." Mrs. Yin finished sorting out the dowry list, her brain ached. She thought about it, He said to Ban Huai, "Why don't we send something to the Rong family first to improve the character of the Marquis of An and not to be greedy for our daughter's dowry."

"What you are saying is that if you can bring those ancient books, calligraphy and paintings to the Rong family, take them to the Rong family," Ban Huai shook his head, "so as not to be ruined by staying at home."

No one is sure what will happen in a few years and whether things will change. Their previous plan was that if someone came to ransack their home, they would find a way to send these books out in advance. Now they have found a son-in-law who is talented in literature. It is better to give these books to him than to give them to outsiders, and it is better than having them all taken away when the house is raided.

Ban Huai thought very clearly that if the Ban family can be saved four years later, all those ancient books will be in duplicate. The original and the manuscripts will be divided into half for each son and daughter. No one will get more, and no one will suffer.

Although he doesn't care about these things, they are still left by the senior class parents, so he can leave a memory for future generations.

"I know what you mean," Ms. Yin nodded, suddenly looking a little lonely, "I have raised a daughter for so many years and will get married in the blink of an eye. I just feel a little empty."

She knew that Rong Xia was a good candidate for son-in-law, and she also knew that her daughter was quite satisfied with the marriage, but as a parent, she was always worried about her children and reluctant to part with them.

Ban Huai held her hand and said with a smile: "My children will grow up one day, and you will still have me with you."

Shi Yin suddenly smiled, put her other hand on the back of his hand and patted him, "If the master can say these words, I think Huahua will not be too sad when she gets married."

Ban Huai:......

No, he wasn't sure.

"Baixue, red clay stove," Banhua took a sip of tea brewed by Ban Huai himself and said with a smile, "Although I can't say how good this tea is, it tastes really good."

"As long as you like it." Rong Xia put down the tea stove, "Tea is for drinking. There is nothing wrong with describing it as delicious or not."

When Banhua heard this, he smiled and said, "You have such a good personality, no wonder you please girls."

"I don't have a good personality for everyone," Rong Xia looked at Banhua with a look of grievance, "How often have you seen me try to please other women? If they like it or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Seeing that he deliberately looked pitiful, Banhua reached out and pinched his cheeks and pulled him to the side, "You are pretending to be pitiful again. Don't think that because you are good-looking, I won't dare to deal with you. ”

"Whatever Huahua wants to deal with me," Rong Xia stretched her head in front of Banjia, her deep eyes were like quiet springs, looking into Banhua's heart, "I'll do whatever you want."

"Don't use a beauty trap on me," Banhua patted her chest, which was beating a little fast, and put the tea cup to Rong Xia's mouth, "Here, have a sip of tea."

Rong Xia grabbed her wrist, drank the cup of tea with her hand, and then licked the corners of her moist lips: "It's very sweet."

"Sweet?" Banhua looked at Rong Xia's lips and couldn't control herself. She even went up to lick Rong Xia's lips.

The tip of the soft tongue meets the soft lips, a little sweet, a little hot, and a little breathless. Banhua blinked and thought the touch sounded good, so she stuck out her tongue and licked it again, then quickly sat back down and pretended to be serious, "Well, it's indeed quite sweet."

Rong Xia touched her mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that Huahua is very satisfied with what you see?"

"Humph," Banhua held the teacup in her hand and played with it, "So all gentlemen are like this?"

"I'm not a gentleman, I don't know what a gentleman is," Rong Xia held Banhua's hand, "I only know that Huahua likes her."

Banhua lowered her head and glanced at the hand she was holding, then turned to look at the snowflakes flying outside the window. At this time a year ago, she had not thought that she would be with this man. She thought of what happened in her dream and asked, "Rong Xia, how do you feel about Daye Dynasty now?"

Rong Xia looked up at her and suddenly smiled: "The people are in dire straits, the government is in chaos, the clan is lazy and inactive, and there are no successors."

"You really dare to say that you are not afraid that I will report you to His Majesty?" Ban Hua looked at Rong Xia with a smile, "Our family is also a lazy and inactive clan member."

"The Ban family is different."

"What's different."

"In my eyes, it's different from others."

"It seems that you are not a fair person." Banhua held her chin with one hand and held Rongxia behind her other hand. "I thought you would say that we, the class, should learn to make progress."

"I am a partial person by nature," Rong Xia lowered her head and kissed the back of Banhua's hand, "As long as you are a human being, you will be partial. In my eyes, the Ban family is not a lazy playboy, but an open-minded and carefree person. ”

"Why don't you start doing nothing?"

"Other people's inaction is hateful, but the Ban family's inaction is cute," Rong Xia said with a smile, "Is this right?"

"Well..." Ban Hua nodded solemnly, "This is a very appropriate statement."

Rong Xia finally couldn't help laughing out loud, stood up and walked to Banhua, taking her into his arms. How could there be such a lovely woman in the world? Even if I rub her into my bones, it would not be enough.

"Du Jiu," Wang Qu opened the door and walked into the house. Seeing Du Jiu sitting by the window, he asked, "How is your injury?"

"It's much better now," Du Jiu looked back at him, stood up and walked to the table to ask him to sit down, "Why do you have time to come and sit in my room today?"

Wang Qu put down the basket of fruits in his hand: "I just came to see you."

Du Jiu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "If you have anything to say, just say it. We have been on official business for so many years, so you don't have to be polite to me."

"I really don't understand something." Wang Qu took out an orange from the basket and peeled it himself. "Originally, according to the original plan, we should be filial to the country."

"The Marquis has his own plan, we just need to abide by it, you don't have to worry about anything else." Du Jiu saw that he started eating first and pulled the basket towards him, "Even if you come and ask me, I don’t have any answers either.”

"Haven't you ever thought that it was such a coincidence that Princess Fule came to the assassination of the Marquis this time?" Wang Qu half-squinted his eyes, "She seems to have saved the Marquis, but who can guarantee that this will happen?" It has something to do with her. Is she just trying to use this incident to win the favor of the Marquis?"

"But what is she after?" Du Jiu asked, "For the power of the Marquis? His status? Or his appearance?"

Wang Qu was choked for a moment. He held a half-peeled orange and said, "Maybe it's... the appearance?"

"So she spent so much effort hiring a bunch of killers and getting a bunch of people's lives on her hands, just to take advantage of the appearance of our Lord Marquis?" Du Jiu broke open the orange and threw a piece into his mouth. "Wang Qu, you scholars are quick-witted and smart, but you are also most likely to make a mistake, that is, being smart leads to being misled by your cleverness."

Wang Qu was confused: "Isn't this just a guess?"

"I think you are not guessing, but you have an opinion about Princess Fule." Du Jiu threw the orange back on the table and wiped his hands directly on his body. "I think Princess Fule is quite good. She has good skills." She is agile, beautiful, and has given the Marquis a lot of ancient books that are worth ten thousand yuan. It is difficult to find such a daughter-in-law even with a lantern. More importantly, the Marquis likes her."

Wang Qu said: "I always thought that the Marquis married the princess because of the military power behind the Ban family."

"It turns out that you are overthinking," Du Jiu said in a somewhat indifferent tone, "Wang Qu, don't blame me for not reminding you. There are some things that are not yours to worry about. No one can protect you by then. You."

Wang Qu: "I am also doing it for Mr. Hou..."

He looked up and saw Du Jiu's expression, and saw a bit of ridicule in his eyes, so he was speechless.