The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

Chapter 246: Hazy Moon 36

"It's not like I don't have a son. Do these idiots really think I can't see what they're up to?"

Fat Orange's anger was beyond words. Su Peisheng just lowered his head and didn't dare to respond. After all, no one would despise having a long life.

But Fat Ju was just furious in the Yangxin Palace because of his incompetence. If he was really asked to point his finger at other members of the royal family and curse them, he would have to think twice and consider whether doing so would damage his image. In the end, he was just furious.

Hongshi was not going to achieve anything great, so he never considered the possibility of his son becoming his successor. This was something he would not have to face his ancestors after his death, and he would have to drink a few more kilograms of fake wine before he could decide on such an unreliable thing.

Reason told him that he should not vent his anger on Hongshi, but he hadn't even sat on the throne long enough, and there was a group of ministers under him who were jumping up and down to support a fool. How could he not be angry!

And Hongzhou, what can he do?

At an age when he can't even recite the Thousand Character Classic fluently, how can the ministers who support him to be the heir be good people!

His son made him feel threatened and unhappy, and his daughter, who was a caring and thoughtful person, was highlighted.

Wen Yi's physique was damaged by Huan Yixiang when she was young, and it is likely that she will have difficulty getting pregnant in the future. The fate of a princess without an heir marrying far away is obvious, so a husband will be found for her in the capital. With him in charge, no one will dare to despise the princess.

So the ministers of the previous dynasty who were so proud of themselves had been calling for the establishment of a crown prince for a long time, but the imperial edict they received was to choose a husband for the princess.

The ministers were all confused. Can't you afford to have fun?

Why are you still using the trick of randomly replying to messages that have already been read?

Wen Yi had already received a reasonable prediction from Longyue. Receiving the news now was just a sign that the dust had settled. She had already made preparations.

Longyue provided her with several options, it all depended on her own ideas.

"If you want to get married, I will prepare a dowry for you."

"If you don't want to, I can make sure you don't get married."

The girl who was confined to the small palace back then was weak yet tough, and always had a very stubborn personality.

If I like my sister, I will sneak out to play with her. If I like to watch the fun, I will try my best to drag my sister around to look for fun.

Now Wen Yi has grown up to be able to get married, but her inner self has not changed and she remains the same as before.

"I want to get married. I'll decide on the person, and you help me figure it out."

Wen Yi opened his mouth and called out the names of several officials. Longyue was about to pick up a pen to take notes, but as she listened, she looked up in surprise and could not put pen to paper.

"you……"

The ministers mentioned by Wen Yi were all ministers who had a certain actual status in the court. None of them were as good as Zhang Tingyu and Longkodo, but they were also existences that should not be underestimated.

How could a young girl in love, hoping to get married, make a list of her future?

Longyue probably guessed what Wen Yi was thinking, but before she could say no, Wen Yi blocked her.

"Why, are you going to go back on your word?"

"Didn't we agree that you'd let me eat all the gossip in the world and even run a gossip newspaper for me? Why don't you let me pay for it first?"

Longyue didn't say any more weak words, but just looked deeply at her sister, remembering the unusual decision she made for herself on this ordinary day.

……

In the same year, the second princess Wen Yi decided on her husband, who was the second son of a second-rank official, whose status was high enough to qualify her for the princess's marriage.

The following year, Princess Wen Yi's marriage was arranged at the same time as Princess Long Yue's. However, Princess Long Yue was very picky about the choice of her husband, so Princess Wen Yi got married first on the auspicious day that had been set.

The princess's mansion was renovated with great care, and everyone in the capital knew about it. Countless treasures had been sent into the mansion since its completion.

Some mischievous people even secretly gave Princess Wen Yi a nickname, calling her "Princess of Gold", implying that whoever was lucky enough to marry her would be as rich as owning a mountain of gold.

This year, Fat Orange was very upset.

He began to feel that he was getting old and unable to cope with the situation. He was getting old, while Hongshi was young and strong.

Not only did people still occasionally mention the issue of appointing a crown prince, but officials even implicitly treated Hongshi as the inevitable heir.

Including the stupid eighth prince consort that Wen Yi married, he actually treated Hongshi with great respect in front of and behind everyone, as if he was the candidate who was only one step away from the throne!

Another troublesome thing was the marriage of his closest daughter, Longyue.

What should I do if my daughter is too picky?

Fat Ju couldn't figure out how many portraits and candidates he had found for Longyue to choose from, but she would find some problem in each of them.

He even occasionally wondered if Longyue didn't really want to get married and that was why she was so picky.

"This face is too white. No, no, it will make my skin look darker if I stand next to him. I'm looking for a prince consort, not someone else's foil!"

"Why are there so many moles on this face? I don't like people with a lot of moles. I can't help but want to poke them. No, no, I don't want this!"

"His mouth is too small. If something funny happens and we both burst out laughing, I'll find my mouth is twice as big as his. How weird that would be! I don't want that!"

"Hmm? No more? Father Emperor, why are there only a few this time? I haven't seen enough. Why aren't you anxious? If I can't choose a consort, I'll become an old maid. You must work hard for me and ask the ministers if they have an outstanding boy who can be a consort. Tell them not to keep it secret~~"

Fat Orange: “…”

No matter how you look at it, it seems like she's in a hurry to get married.

As the year was coming to an end, the third prince Hongshi angered the emperor because of his poor performance and was scolded in public.

Then at the end of the year, bad news came that Princess Wen Yi’s husband... had passed away.

She had been married for only a year when she became a widow. No one dared to mention Princess Wen Yi in front of the emperor, but they couldn't help but wonder behind his back whether it was that the prince consort was unlucky or that the princess had a strong destiny.

At the New Year's Eve party this year, Fat Orange showed a dark attitude as black as the ash at the bottom of a pot, with the words "Don't mess with me" written all over his face.

After all, he boasted that he took pity on Wen Yi's poor health and carefully selected a son-in-law for her, but it turned out that he was a short-lived man!

Longyue was still stuck in his hands and hadn't gotten married yet, and now Wen Yi came back crying. How could he not be worried?!

Longyue was fine. Even though she had privately read information about countless talented people in the capital, at least she had not married publicly.

Wen Yi was different. She had just lost her husband, but she was already crying and begging him to arrange the next prince consort for her. She even gave him a lot of hard indicators - the tougher ones had to be.

Fat Orange:?

How do I see this?

Do I look like I have this skill?