Chapter 115: Humiliation at the Palace Gate
She also revealed a piece of news to Yang Huniu: "But the second prince brought Tang Ying back to the capital before, took good care of her, and even asked His Majesty for a marriage." She paused and smiled maliciously: "But later, he found out that Tang Ying was not Marshal Tang's daughter, so he turned around and used the imperial edict to pressure me, trying to make me accept the marriage."
Hu Niu was stunned: "Is there anything wrong with his brain?"
Tang Ying: "All the people who come out of the palace are top talents, so don't underestimate him."
Huniu: "So does he want to marry Tang Ying or Marshal Tang's daughter?"
Tang Ying gave her a look that showed she understood it herself: "What do you think?"
Hu Niu drew inferences from one example: "So, he was in love with Tang Ying at first, and when he heard that he was taking care of the wrong person, he turned around and said he wanted to marry you?" She knew her childhood friend's character too well: "In the end, you rejected him, and not long after, he heard that my father was taking me to Beijing, and he was going to propose to me again?"
Tang Ying couldn't help but touch her head: "My Hu Niu is so smart!"
After this, Hu Niu had a deep understanding of the Second Prince's character: "So he is a fickle and fickle bitch?!"
Tang Ying burst out laughing: "...You can say that." She reminded him again and again: "But don't say it in front of him, otherwise it will cause trouble for Uncle Yang."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" she said.
Hu Niu always has her own set of simple and rough standards to measure people, which are much simpler than those of many sophisticated people in this world .
The next day, Tang Ying and Fu Chen went to the palace to meet the emperor. She discussed the security issues at the crown prince ceremony with Gan Jun and reported the preparations of the Imperial Cavalry Division to the Emperor of Southern Qi. Yang Huniu was too bored to be alone and insisted on following her to the palace.
"I also know that I can't get into the palace, so can't I just wait for you at the palace gate? We can find a place to play when you come out."
Tang Ying had no choice but to let her follow. The two of them rode to the palace gate. She even greeted Fu Chen with a smile: "Good morning, Lord Fu."
Fu Chen: "Good morning." It was rare that he could greet a woman with a friendly expression.
Yang Huniu was thick-skinned and didn't know how to read other people's faces. She even had the courage to approach Master Fu and talk to him despite his cold gaze. She approached him and asked with a sly smile, "Is Yingying difficult to deal with?"
Tang Ying: “…” You come up and start to ruin things, what’s wrong?
For some reason, Lord Fu, who always kept his distance from women, did not feel disgusted by Yang Huniu's smiling face. On the contrary, he could feel the kindness she was trying to express. Compared with Zhang Qing's vigilance and precautions, this was the first person around her who expressed kindness to him.
——But there aren’t many people around Manager Tang.
He actually frowned, showing an extremely distressed look: "To be honest, I'm not just difficult to deal with, I can be described as having a heart of stone." He had no problem speaking his true feelings to Yang Huniu.
Maybe some people are naturally straightforward, and when others talk to them, they can't help but be led astray and no longer hide anything.
Yang Huniu has this kind of magic.
She laughed out loud, showing her white teeth, not caring about her image at all, and even winked and said, "Master Fu, you don't know that Yingying has not only been mean since she was a child, but also has a bad temper..." Just as she was about to scare the man surnamed Fu again, Tang Ying grabbed her by the back of her neck and dragged her over, threatening with gritted teeth, "Yang Huniu, don't force me to do it!"
Yang Huniu gestured to Fu Chen: "See, I said she had a bad temper, but I didn't wrong her at all." She hoped that the man named Fu was not scared away by this girl's bad temper.
Ever since Fu Chen met Tang Ying, he has seen her indifferent and perfunctory smile, and also seen her heartbroken look, but he has never seen her so angry yet trying to hold it back. It was as if her whole body had come alive. She was so aroused by Yang Huniu that she almost lost control and hit someone, but she was concerned about being at the gate of the palace. In his mind, he couldn't help but picture the carefree Tang Ying in Baicheng, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
"Miss Yang is right." He agreed with what Yang Huniu said.
Three people were laughing and joking at the palace gate. Tang Ying grabbed Yang Huniu by the collar to teach her a lesson. Suddenly, the sound of . The carriage from the Second Prince's mansion drove to the palace gate. Feng Kui lifted the curtain and Yuan Lang got off the carriage.
The Second Prince had always been attentive to the people of the Imperial Cavalry Department. Besides, he had never heard Hongxiang mention the addition of new people. However, he found Tang Ying holding a strong girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wondering who this girl was when he noticed an unscrupulous look sweeping over him. The strong girl looked him up and down, like a hunter who had caught a rabbit. Her eyes were shining, and she said without hesitation: "Yingying, you are a beautiful boy."
He had obviously forgotten his situation.
Tang Ying pulled her ears in pain and said, "Shut up!"
The Second Prince Yuan Lang had been noble since childhood and had a good reputation. Even if there were ladies from court officials' families who were attracted to him, they would always be very tactful. For example, when they entered the palace, they would intentionally pay their respects to Consort Wan, and they would try to get close to the Ninth Princess whenever they had the chance. When they met her on the street, she would blush and be shy to say something. But no one had ever dared to comment on his appearance to his face.
Yang Huniu had long forgotten Tang Ying's instructions and her eyes moved back and forth between Fu Chen and the Second Prince. Her intention was very obvious - handsome men can be compared to each other.
Fu Chen has always had a cold temperament. Besides, he had met Yang Huniu twice and had a certain understanding of her character. He didn't care and bowed to the Second Prince casually: "Your humble servant greets the Second Prince."
Although Tang Ying hated Yuan Lang to death, she knew she couldn't alert him, so she kept a distance from him as usual and saluted him indifferently: "Greetings, Second Prince."
"Second Prince? Is this the Second Prince?"
Yuan Lang: "It's me, the prince. Who is the girl?" He was guessing the identity of this girl. She could have such a close relationship with Tang Ying, so could her last name be Yang?
His pupils constricted—Impossible?!
But soon, he regretted not checking the almanac before going out today.
The sturdy girl broke free from Tang Ying's restraints, and rushed in front of him in a few steps. She looked at him rudely, with satisfaction in her eyes and a warm smile: "I heard that the Royal Concubine is interested in marrying into my family and has sent someone to inquire with my father." She actually said: "Although you are fickle, as long as you control your temperament after marriage, I can still consider this marriage."
Tang Ying: “… …” Yang Huniu, you shameless thing!
Don't we all know what kind of person he is?
Yuan Lang's face suddenly changed.
He had planned everything, but he never expected that Yang Wei's daughter would not be very smart and would be as strong as a bear.
"Where did you come from, you wild girl? How dare you insult my prince?" Feng Kui rushed over to attack her, but she kicked him away. He frowned and said, "I hate barking stray dogs the most. Your Highness, remember to tie up your dog next time you go out."
Tang Ying turned her head away and bit her lips tightly, afraid that she would burst out laughing. Her shoulders were shaking from holding back the laughter - I can't do anything to you for now, but I have to disgust you to death first!
Fu Chen: “…” It turns out that the Second Prince has shifted his target and actually hinted at General Yang’s family that he wants to form a marriage alliance?
There were many guards at the palace gate, and Yang Huniu always spoke in a loud voice. What she said was too shocking, so the guards looked at each other in shock, thinking there was something wrong with their ears.
——The second prince actually proposed to General Yang’s daughter, this strong and silly girl?
Yuan Lang's face turned red, which was rare in a thousand years. He felt as embarrassed as if he had been stripped of his clothes in public.
It had only been a short time since the marriage decree with the Tang family girl was lifted, and he had already proposed to the Yang family without any complaints. Although he had planned to do it behind the scenes when discussing with Imperial Concubine Wan, he had sent someone to inform General Yang Wei first. If General Yang was interested, Imperial Concubine Wan would directly mention it to the Southern Qi Emperor when the concubine selection came. This would not require the Second Prince to come forward, and his original intention would be covered up in the name of his parents' order. Then, he could act a little sad and frustrated, and spread the word a little, and people would only say that he "could not marry the Tang family girl and was heartbroken and had to accept this marriage."
But he didn't expect that his little plan would go astray when he ran into a brazen person like Yang Huniu, who not only laid the matter out in the open but also spoke so harshly to him.
Listen, what does it mean to be fickle?
Isn't that a word for a slut?
He was a prince, so noble, but he was described like this by this rude girl.
Yuan Lang wanted to bang his head against the wall. Facing the surprised looks of the guards at the palace gate, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. For the first time in his life, he couldn't maintain his composure and subconsciously retorted, "Nonsense, when did I propose marriage to your family?"
Although Yang Huniu is stubborn, Yang Wei never thinks that his daughter is not smart enough. The servant he sent to Yang Huniu repeated the name of the proposer several times in case that the young lady would not remember. As a result, Yang Huniu actually remembered that person: "Wasn't it the Minister of War, Lord Qin, who proposed marriage to my father in person? Do you want to go to the Minister's house now and ask clearly?" She actually came up and grabbed Yuan Lang's sleeve to pull him away.
Yuan Langzhi was so frightened that he took three steps back, his face turned pale: "Stop it!"
In the distance, Feng Kui struggled to get up and was about to run over to protect his master: "Don't touch my prince!" There was despair in his voice. Perhaps he had been a guard for many years, but he never thought that there would be someone so bold as to tease the prince.
Yang Huniu grabbed Yuan Lang's wrist like a scoundrel. She was so strong that she wanted to drag the second prince away: "Let's go ask the Minister now, is he playing a trick on my father?" She seemed extremely indignant: "Don't take advantage of your beauty to tease me casually, and don't even ask if my fist agrees or not!"
Just then Feng Kui ran over and was about to protect Yuan Lang, but she punched him in the nose. He let out an "ow" and blood gushed out of his nose, and tears followed. He looked so embarrassed.
