"Consort Yuan wants to form a marriage alliance with our Marquis Wu Wen's residence? Why hasn't there been any news from the palace? But Princess Zhennan is in the palace, so the news must be true. Maybe the imperial edict will come soon. This is a big deal. "
Princess Zhennan Luo Yun's seemingly idle chatter was no less than a bolt from the blue. Everyone in the main hall was shocked. The first one to recover from her shock was Madam Zhao, the graceful and poised lady.
At this time, she was no longer in the mood to think about how to punish Hong Yi. Instead, she was considering the importance of these words.
The imperial concubines of the Da Qian Dynasty could not leave the palace, but the imperial court ruled the country with benevolence and filial piety. It specially decreed that every year during the New Year, the imperial concubines and imperial concubines who lived deep in the palace could go home to visit their parents to show the great kindness of heaven.
However, there were also princesses who married from abroad. It was impossible for them to go home to visit their parents, and they could only live in seclusion for the rest of their lives. Therefore, there was such a rule in the harem. The Empress Dowager or the Empress would issue an imperial edict to designate a civil and military official's family as a benefactor. Then during the New Year, they could return to their parents just like the imperial concubines.
The reason for this was to balance the power of the harem. After foreign princesses married into the harem, they would be miserable. Without the support of their parents, it was easy for them to compete for favor and be persecuted. Such things could easily give other countries an excuse to cause trouble.
When the Yun Meng Kingdom attacked the Da Qian Kingdom, it was because a married princess was banished to the Cold Palace and then committed suicide by poison. This was used as an excuse to start the war.
After recognizing the benefactor, the civil and military official's family could be regarded as a relative of the royal family, which could be considered a special reward. It was said that everyone was happy.
However, this was not national politics, but internal affairs. Therefore, the imperial edict was not an imperial edict, but an imperial edict of the harem.
Consort Yuan was originally a princess of the Yuan Tu Kingdom in the north. It had not been long since she married into the palace, but she was deeply favored. Before the New Year, she was given the title of imperial concubine. Her status was only below that of the Empress, and she was also a figure in the palace.
This marriage with Marquis Wu Wen's residence could also improve the status of the Marquis's residence.
"Sister, this is a good thing. We have to prepare. Consort Yuan Niang-niang recognizes us as her benefactors, that is a great thing. We will become relatives of the Imperial Family. If Consort Yuan Niang-niang gives birth to one or two sons, even though they won't have a share of the throne, they will at least be Imperial Princes. If we manage to climb up to them, we will have boundless fortune in the future. "
After the initial shock, everyone began to discuss spiritedly. The sharp-tongued Madam Rong immediately came forward to speak.
Mrs. Fang remained silent.
The maids and nannies around them were also discussing in detail.
"This is no trivial matter. Before the Empress's decree comes down, no one should talk about it. Do your own things. After Marquis returns from dealing with the state affairs, I will discuss it with Marquis in person."
Madam Zhao sat down again. Her face was calm. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Then what about Hong Yi?" Madam Rong was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
"Let Marquis come back to make the decision. You have the maids go to our family's medicine hall to get some medicine and tonics for Hong Gui and Rong Pan to recuperate." Madam Zhao waved her hand. A maid knew her habits and hurriedly placed the snow-white kitten she was holding into her hands for her to pet.
Stroking the little white kitten in her hands, Madam Zhao's expression was frighteningly calm.
"You have all been busy for such a long time. Now you can also rest. Later, let the Princess stay for a meal before coming out together. Resting will also give you energy to compensate. "
Madam Zhao waved her hand. Seeing her expression, Madam Fang and Madam Rong tactfully withdrew with the maids and nannies.
In the strict rules of the Marquis's residence, Madam Zhao had absolute authority.
Once everyone had left, the main hall of the Marquis's residence immediately quieted down. In the large hall, only the sound of a cat yawning could be heard.
"Shuang 'er, Tong' er, clean up the 'Osmanthus Flower Wing' in the east courtyard. In a while, let Hong Yi move in. Also, choose four quick-witted maids to serve him. Also, go to the accounts office and withdraw three hundred taels of silver for him to buy things. Just say that I am preparing for his examination." Madam Zhao instructed the two maids beside her.
"Madam …"
Hearing this order, the two maids' eyes widened. They were very puzzled.
"Go do it. I have my own plans."
After the two maids left, Madam Zhao waved her hand again. An old nanny walked forward from behind. This old nanny had a head of silver hair, a high nose bridge, and deep eyes. She looked very old, but if one looked closely, they would discover that her fingers were slender and did not have a single wrinkle. She looked like a young girl in her late twenties.
"Has Xi 'er been very busy recently? Go to the Godly Machine Camp and ask him to make some time to come back. Also, write a letter to Kang 'er. "
"Miss, why do you have to do this? If you nod your head, I can guarantee that after Hong Yi falls ill, his soul will return to the underworld without knowing what happened. I already knew that this child was a bit of a troublemaker. In the past, I didn't care about him, but now that he's become a troublemaker, what will happen when he grows up in the future? "The old nanny said coldly.
"Marquis is a person who follows the rules. Nothing can be hidden from him. After so many years, I have never done anything out of line in front of him because I understand his temper. Go, I have my own plans. "Madam Zhao waved her hand.
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"Ah, Hong Yi, this Langhuan Bookstore in your house is really big. It's even bigger than Prince Rong's house. There must be at least sixty to seventy thousand books. It's a pity that I can only take a look today. I still have to go to the palace at night." Luo Yun looked at the many mahogany shelves and the huge bookstore that was filled with the fragrance of books.
The bookstore in Marquis Wu Wen's residence was called Langhuan Bookstore. It was at least five hundred square feet in size and was surrounded by bookshelves that were as tall as two people. The bookshelves were filled with books. In the middle was a large sandalwood table, a jade paperweight, a purple gold brush holder, and a large purple graphite inkstone that was a foot in size. All of these furnishings were what a rich and powerful family should look like.
A large bow hung on the wall in front of the bookstore. Its entire body was shiny, and one could tell that it was made of fine steel at a glance. What was even more amazing was that there were many ice cracks on the shiny body of the fine steel bow. It was obviously Ice Cracking Steel, which was equivalent to gold.
When steel was used to make the body of the bow, the bow's stability was unimaginable. More importantly, it didn't have any problems with wooden bows that cracked when dry or were eaten by insects. It was just that it was too heavy. Generals in the army couldn't use it in battle and could only use it for tests. Not to mention this kind of Ice Cracking Steel.
The bowstring of the bow was as thick as a finger. It was pitch-black, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of.
However, Hong Yi had heard that it was made from the tendon of a giant python that had been soaked in glue for ten years before being tanned. It was extremely elastic and could last for a long time. It was one of the ten famous bows of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The bow was called Falling Star, and it could shoot enemies from a thousand steps away with ease.
Hong Yi looked at the Falling Star Bow hanging on the wall and knew that he couldn't even think about drawing the bow a little bit.
"According to the notebook, a hundred years ago, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was at its peak, there were ten famous bows. The first was Shooting the Sun, the second was Embracing the Moon, and the third was this Falling Star. I wonder how strong the first two bows are?"
Hong Yi finally saw the Falling Star Bow that his father used when he was young.
Then, his eyes fell on the desk.
On the desk were the books that Hong Xuanji often read, and they were stacked to a height of one foot.
Hong Yi saw it immediately. The first book was Spirit Turtle's Breathing Technique.
It was a breathing technique used by Daoists to train the internal organs.
Buddhist martial arts focused on the tendons and bones, and martial arts that trained the tendons and bones were the best in the world. However, Daoist martial arts focused on breathing, and martial arts that trained the internal organs were superior to Buddhist martial arts.
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