NFBE Chapter 134 Stupid Decision
Chapter 134 Stupid Decision
Duke Song, dressed in a crimson Confucian robe, had a rather carefree demeanor. Seeing Lu Mingyang, he stood up and saluted. Lu Mingyang stepped into the hall and returned the greeting as a junior.
"Uncle Song, I'm still unmarried, so please treat me as your junior."
She smiled and tried to get closer: "Even if I'm married, I'm still your niece. For the sake of your second sister-in-law, please don't disown me."
"No!" Duke Song was not polite and introduced the man next to her with a smile: "This is your uncle Zhong Huai."
Lu Mingyang called out politely and said to Duke Song, "My niece has a happy event that she would like to discuss with you. Would you please move over?"
Hearing that it was a happy event, the Duke of Song smiled and said, "Your uncle Zhonghuai is not an outsider, so you can talk about it."
The man called Uncle Zhong Huai had a tough look between his brows, and his round pot belly made him look quite majestic.
Seeing that he had made room for him at the main guest seat, Lu Mingyang thought it was good to have someone present, so he sat over.
At this time, she didn't know what a stupid decision she had made, and she handed a jade pendant to Duke Song with a smile.
"Is this my son's jade pendant?" Duke Song had an impression.
Lu Mingyang said, "This is a token of love that Brother Song Wei gave to my fifth sister."
Duke Song's face fell. He glanced at the man sitting in the first seat below him and said stiffly, "Niece, this is impossible. My son is already engaged."
"Uncle Song, an engagement isn't a marriage, so it can be cancelled. If you're embarrassed, I can go to the Marquis of Bei'an's mansion to cancel the engagement for you."
Seeing that Duke Song didn't say anything, Lu Mingyang awkwardly organized his words.
"I came this time to discuss the wedding date with Uncle Song. Don't worry, our prince said that the dowry will be in accordance with the regulations for princesses, but the wedding date must be quick. Because, because I'm afraid it will be inconvenient if it's too late."
"Why is it inconvenient?" The man called Uncle Zhonghuai by the Duke of Song asked with interest.
Lu Mingyang gritted his teeth and said, "Because my fifth sister is pregnant."
"What?" Duke Song jumped up in shock, picked up the white porcelain vase on the table, and rushed out while shouting, "I'll beat you to death, you rebellious son."
At that time, Song Wei was accompanying Zheng Xuan on the white jade bridge over the flower pond, feeding the fish. With a bang, broken porcelain pieces rained down on his head, and Song Wei turned around in surprise.
"Father?"
Lu Mingyang followed from a distance, and upon seeing Zheng Xuan, her eyes sparkled. She tried to stop Duke Song, but he had picked up another stick. She took two steps back in fright, her gaze fixed on the burly, bulging figure beside her.
"Uncle Zhong Huai, please stop Uncle Song and stop him from talking nonsense. If the Marquis of Bei'an knew about this, it would be a huge disgrace."
The man sneered and looked at Lu Mingyang with a frown, "Miss Lu, do you know who I am?"
Lu Mingyang glanced sideways, his eyes twitching, "Who are you?"
"I am Zheng Kui, Marquis of Beian."
The Marquis of Bei'an stormed out in anger. Although his Marquis of Bei'an Mansion wasn't as powerful as the Duke of Song's, it was still a minister the Emperor relied on. How could he allow himself to be humiliated like this?
Lu Mingyang's eyes went dark, and he didn't know how he got back to Chengyang Marquis Mansion. The three words "Xunyang Pavilion" were faintly visible, and a familiar face appeared.
"Yang'er, listen to my explanation!"
Lu Mingyang dodged Song Wei's outstretched hand, his head buzzing. "Mr. Song, although I wanted you to marry my fifth sister, I really didn't mean to embarrass you. I didn't know Beian Hou and Zheng Xuan were here."
The smiling face froze.
"How can you not do it on purpose? You did it on purpose." Song Wei anxiously grabbed Lu Mingyang's wrist, "Yang'er, I know you don't want me to marry Zheng Xuan, and I don't like her either. And Lu Mingqin, that day it was me..."
"Mr. Song, please respect yourself!"
A majestic voice split the two of them like a sharp blade.
Chu Mingzheng walked over from the end of the alley, took Lu Mingyang's hand, and held it behind him. He said coldly, "Young Master Song did something bad on his own, and you have the nerve to ask my wife for an explanation?"
Song Wei glanced at Lu Mingyang who was hiding behind King Ningyuan, then turned and left.
"Let me go, let me go." Yang Nian'er broke free from the servant's restraints and chased into Xunyang Pavilion. With a loud bang, the door of Xunyang Pavilion closed, blocking him out.
"Lu Mingyang, such a big thing has happened. Can you discuss it with me? Who told you to go there alone? And even propose marriage? Look how capable you are."
Lu Mingyang looked at the angry man in front of him, slammed his head into his chest, and cried, "You men, why do you have to use such a lousy name when you can just pick one? I just felt that if someone heard it, the Duke of Song wouldn't dare to do anything. How do I know that the old man standing next to him is the Marquis of Bei'an?"
The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. Lu Mingyang raised his fist and punched him, "Brother, uncle, and cousin, isn't Marquis Beian the eldest? Why is he given the name of the second brother? Woo... Woo..."
Chu Mingzheng clenched the pink little fist that was hitting his shoulder and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, no one is laughing at you."
"Then you still laugh!"
"Really?" Chu Mingzheng's smile froze on his face for a moment before he burst out laughing. He couldn't help it.
Lu Mingyang pushed him away angrily and turned to go into the house.
Chu Mingzheng followed her in and saw her packing her things. He asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"
"Send Qin'er to live outside for a while." How could she stay in the capital in her current state? The spitting could drown a person.
"Do you think we can leave?"
As expected, the palace quickly received the news, just as Chu Mingzheng had predicted. Without even spending the night, the group was ushered into the palace in a grand ceremony.
In Xiefang Palace, the emperor sat high on the throne, Concubine Song knelt at his feet, and in the center of the hall knelt the wife of Duke Song, Song Wei, Zheng Xuan, and the wife of Marquis Beian.
Zheng Xuan leaned in her mother's arms, weeping profusely. The wife of Duke Song and Consort Song also covered their faces and wept, but Song Wei remained kneeling erect.
With the arrival of people from Chengyang Marquis' Mansion, everyone was finally gathered.
The emperor said impatiently: "Get up!"
Although he said so, not everyone is qualified to stand up.
Chu Mingzheng watched the emperor help Concubine Song to her feet and reached out to pick up Lu Mingyang. The Marquis of Beian's wife and Zheng Xuan also sat down.
The emperor looked at the still kneeling wife of the Duke of Song and said, "Madam, please sit down too."
"I, your wife, have no way of educating my children, and I dare not accept this position."
The emperor followed the words of the Duke of Song's wife and naturally looked at Lu Mingyang. Lu Mingyang wanted to stand up, but Chu Mingzheng held his hand.
"Father, I have no responsibility to educate my princess."
Lu Mingyang frowned. Why would he provoke the emperor at this time?
The emperor just glanced at her subconsciously and had no intention of pursuing the matter. But when he saw Chu Mingzheng protecting her like this, he suddenly smiled.
"I am the ruler of a country, but I never imagined that I would be less busy handling state affairs than the family affairs of your Chengyang Marquisate! Since you have proposed marriage, then tell me, how should we proceed with this matter?"