I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs - v100 Chapter 538

  Chapter 538 The Princess Consort 1: The Manchu Dynasty is unwilling to honor the princess

  When Ying Zhezhe was very young, he would often lie on the Queen Mother’s knee and ask, “Grandmother, Queen Mother, why can’t women be emperors? Why can men have three wives and four concubines, but women can’t have three wives and four concubines?”

  When the queen mother heard this, she immediately shunned the palace servants, and hugged her in her arms, “My beloved Zhe Zhe, you can’t talk nonsense, it’s outrageous.”

  Ying Zhezhe blinked his eyes, already majestic at such a young age, “Can’t I be a princess?”

   Ying Zhezhe’s mother was the queen of Emperor Yanwu, but unfortunately died young. After Ying Zhezhe was two years old, he was raised under the knee of Concubine Li, who was also the mother and concubine of King Li.

  The Empress Dowager sighed, holding Ying Zhezhe’s hand, “Because it has been like this throughout the ages, a woman should obey her husband when she gets married.”

   Ying Zhezhe just shakes his head, it’s not fair, but no one seems to understand her. “The Queen Mother, Zhezhe grows up, and wants to marry the greatest hero in the world, just like his father.”

   It is understandable that the queen mother only admires her father as a princess. She never imagined that Ying Zhezhe not only wanted to marry a hero, but also wanted to marry an emperor who could ascend to the throne.

  Women in Dayan Country can marry when they reach the age of fifteen. As the eldest daughter of the royal family, Emperor Yanwu gave Ying Zhezhe the highest respect and courtesy. The Taichang Temple worked together to prepare a son-in-law book, and men of the right age, including princes, nobles, and famous families, were all listed in the book.

  Ying Zhezhe took a cursory glance, the candidates for consort, how come each one is uglier than the other? It’s disgusting to see. Except for his face and family background, Ying Zhezhe’s eyes were darkened. She was noncommittal about the prince consort candidate.

  When Ying Zhezhe’s birthday was approaching, she made a request to the Queen Mother. “Grandmother, I want to enter Qianming Academy.”

  Qianming Academy is the highest institution of learning in Dayan. At that time, Kunming Academy had not yet been established, so it can be said to be thriving. The children of princes and noble families will all be sent to the academy. However, no girls were ever enrolled.

   “Zhe Zhe, the academy is all men, men and women are different, I’m afraid it won’t be cheap.”

  The Queen Mother’s refusal did not make Ying Zhezhe retreat. She bowed to the queen mother with a big gift, and said earnestly, “Grandmother, Zhezhe lost his mother since he was a child, and many things are beyond his control. But Zhezhe wants to make his own decisions about his marriage. I know Ganming Academy crouching tiger, hidden dragon, Zhezhe’s son-in-law will be born in the academy. If the Queen Mother refuses, Zhezhe will go to the nunnery, shave his hair and become a sister-in-law.”

  The queen mother had no choice but to send Ying Zhezhe, who was disguised as a man, to the academy after discussing with Emperor Yanwu.

  The dean of Qianming Academy is Yi Zhaoxian, who was once the No. 1 martial artist of Da Yan. Therefore, in terms of curriculum, he prefers to fight with horses and archers, and to fight with soldiers.

   Ying Zhezhe was not interested in these courses, but in order to find Jiaxu, she endured listening.

  At this moment, a person broke into her field of vision.

  In the Art of War class, the Master asked everyone, “What is the primary reason that determines the outcome of a war?”

   There are different opinions in the hall. Some people talk about weapons, some people talk about food and grass, and some talk about the strategizing ability of generals.

  Master called out another name.

  It was a handsome and excessive man, but not effeminate. He stood up, his gaze was like a torch, and Lang Lang replied: “Warrior is related to the fate of the country. Those who raise troops should carefully observe it. The first priority is Tao, followed by the right time and place, and then people. Tao means that the ruler and his ministers are of one mind, and the people and the ruler Concentric. The people will win the battle. The right time and place depend on the weather, phenology, terrain and terrain. If one side occupies a dangerous place, it will be difficult to attack. People, the generals are benevolent, righteous, courteous, wise and strict…”

  Win Zhezhe’s heart seems to be beating with the military drum.

  She repeated in her heart “Tai Wen, oh, so your name is Tai Wen.”

   When class was over, she took the initiative to walk up to Tai Wen. “Brother Tai has great wisdom, and he is willing to learn more from you. I don’t know what your intentions are.”

  Tai Wen was on the spot in a daze.

   It’s strange that he actually has a crush on a man.

   Returning to Concubine Li’s palace in a hurry, Ying Zhezhe took out the handbook of consort candidates sent by Taichang Temple, and found Tai Wen on the penultimate page. I have to say that a real person is a hundred times more handsome than a picture album. Those eyebrows, those eyes, have a good skin.

  She was so focused that she didn’t notice what was going on behind her.

   “Sister Huang, do you have a favorite candidate for the future son-in-law?” Ying Zheli smiled at the corner of his mouth, but looked at her unscrupulously. “I know something about Tai Wen.”

  Ying Zhezhe held the album in front of his chest, a little ashamed and indignant, and denied it flatly, “Don’t talk nonsense. I will move out of the Li Palace in time, and I would like to thank Concubine Li for taking care of her for many years.”

  Ying Zheli took a few steps towards Ying Zhezhe, staring at her as if trying to see through her mind. “Does the emperor only remember the mother and concubine’s care? The ice cubes in the emperor’s palace when it’s hot, the hand warmer when the weather is cold, and the bird’s nest that Zhe Li took the risk to dig out. The emperor doesn’t remember anything.” Well.”

  From childhood, Li Fei has always instilled a thought in Ying Zheli. Zhezhe is the eldest daughter and is favored by the Queen Mother. If Ying Zheli wants to aspire to the supreme throne, Ying Zhezhe’s support is indispensable. As he grows older, Ying Zhezhe becomes more and more charming.

  Ying Zhezhe is a very energetic person, and he knows it by heart after receiving hints from Ying Zheli. “Zhe Li, I was raised in the palace of Concubine Li’s mother since I was a child, and I can tell who is close and who is far away. Even if you have something to do with the emperor in the future, the emperor will help you to the end as long as you can.”

  Ying Zheli stretched out his hand, took down the booklet, and turned to Tai Wen’s page. “Does the emperor know why the portraits of the son-in-law are so ugly?”

  Ying Zhezhe secretly listened to the palace people talking about it.

  The son-in-law of the Great Yan Dynasty is not allowed to be an official in the court. Apart from a nihilistic title, he has no real power.

   “Every wealthy family is unwilling to be a princess. I’m afraid it will be hard to find the one-hearted person that the imperial sister desires.” Ying Zheli turned around and sighed to the sky. “Even if the emperor thinks highly of someone, if he marries the emperor, he will ruin his future for the rest of his life.”

   What he said was the truth, but Ying Zhezhe was very uncomfortable. She snorted softly, with a cold look on her face, “According to what you said, I’ll be alone forever.”

Ying Zheli suddenly grabbed her fingertips and wrapped her arms around her waist, revealing his infatuation, “Nope. Sister Huang, you have outstanding beauty. Only the most majestic man and the most respected status can be worthy of you.” I am worthy of you. If Miss Huang is of the same heart as me, we can work together to control the prosperity of the prosperous age.”

  Ying Zhezhe was shocked, and it took him a long time to break free, “Are you lost and crazy? I am your imperial sister.”

Ying Zheli squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, “It’s not a compatriot with the same mother. Zhezhe, there is no one in this world who knows you better than me, and understands you better. Aren’t you angry at why women can’t sit in that position? I can sit with you if you help me.”

   “Crazy! Ying Zheli, you are crazy!”

  Ying Zhezhe quickly moved out of Concubine Li Palace and moved into the newly built Princess Mansion.

   Not long after, Emperor Yanwu decreed a marriage, and Tai Wen became a son-in-law.

  (end of this chapter)