"His Majesty has bestowed a marriage. You should prepare yourself. Don't lie at home every day.”
Zhenguan sixteen years, Chang 'an City, Liang Guogong Mansion.
Fang Xuanling looked helplessly at his youngest son, Fang Xiu.
"Changed tactics? You want to hear poems again?"
The house cultivator was lazily lying on a recliner in the garden. He had transmigrated to the Great Tang for 16 years and had awakened the Salted Fish System.
As long as he was idle for a day, he could draw a prize.
Therefore, for the past 16 years, he had been idling at home every day to accumulate the number of lottery draws.
During this period, in order to deal with the teacher, the house repair would recite a few poems from before he transmigrated every few days.
The teachers were so shocked that they resigned one after another. They all said that they were lacking in talent and knowledge. Teaching young masters knowledge was really showing off in front of an expert. They were ashamed!
As a result, he stopped studying openly and focused on being an otaku every day.
Fang Xuanling had complained many times about this, but every time, he would be rendered speechless by the poems that would be passed down through the ages. As time passed, Fang Xuanling didn't really care.
"Change what routine? This is His Majesty's personal decree. Do you think it's child's play?”
Fang Xuanling's face turned red. In order to listen to his youngest son's poems, he had indeed made up some lies, but this time, he really didn't.
"Are you kidding me? It shouldn't be…"
Seeing that his father really didn't lie to him, Fang Xiu sat up from the recliner. In his memory, only his second brother, Fang Yi 'ai, was the emperor's son-in-law, and he married Princess Gao Yang.
They had never heard of Fang clan having two sons-in-law!
"What should or shouldn't be? His Majesty has bestowed a marriage to Princess Jin Yang. This is a great gift!”
Seeing that his son did not care, the old master glared angrily.
He was satisfied with every aspect of his son, but his lazy personality made him helpless.
"Princess Jin Yang? She hasn't…"
He almost spilled the beans, but the house repair quickly swallowed the word 'death'.
Princess Jin Yang was the eternal pain in Li Shi Min's heart.
Rumor had it that when Empress Zhangsun died of illness, Li Shimin was heartbroken and decided to personally raise Princess Jin Yang, who was still in her infancy.
Therefore, Princess Jin Yang became one of the few children in history who was personally raised by the emperor.
The degree of his love could be said to be the limit!
Princess Jin Yang could enter and leave the Emperor's royal study at will. She could even discuss court politics with Li Shimin!
Such an honor was rarely seen in history!
However, the Tang Empire in this world was slightly different. Empress Zhangsun, who was supposed to have passed away, had not died from a serious illness. Princess Changle, who was more famous among the princesses, had not married Zhangsun Chong.
"Looks like it's the butterfly effect. But what's wrong with Princess Jin Yang? According to her age, she's 14 this year, right? 14 years old, she should be dying…"
After thinking quickly in his heart, the house xiu raised his head suspiciously and looked at the old house.
"Dad, tell me the truth. Is Princess Jin Yang dying?”
"How…how did you know?”
Fang Xuanling's eyes widened when he heard this. Princess Jin Yang was seriously ill, and the imperial doctors were helpless. Li Shimin had ordered this matter to be sealed!
How could his youngest son, who lay dead in the garden every day, know?
"I knew it. Where did such a good thing come from? But I have another question. There are so many noble children of the right age in Chang 'an. Why did His Majesty Li... choose me?”
" Ahem…Well…Maybe he's attracted to your talent…"
Hearing his son's question, the old master quickly coughed to ease the awkwardness.
Because his son's poems were so good, he liked to show them off when he had nothing to do.
As time passed, the house cultivator never left his house, but he gained a reputation as a little poetic fairy in Chang 'an!
He was so young and talented, so he naturally caught Li Shimin's eye.
"Alright, I understand…"
Looking at his father's awkward expression, House Repair immediately understood that he had met a pig teammate!
Isn't it enough for you to get Gao Yang back?
Look at how green my second brother is!
"In short, you should get ready. Today, you will be married by decree. His Majesty has also expressed his stance.”
Although he was urging the house to be repaired, Fang Xuanling wasn't very happy either.
Although Princess Jin Yang was favored, she was still a dying person.
Li Shimin was in a desperate situation, so he had to resort to other methods, which hurt his old minister's heart.
"No way, so urgent? How much would I lose if I go out for a day?”
Bored, the house repair lay back on the recliner, causing the old master to roll his eyes.
This kid was too lazy…
However, he was also angry in his heart. He did not say anything else and turned around to return to his study.
"Fuma, it's time to change your clothes."
After Fang Xuanling left, a few female officials from the palace immediately came forward, carrying the groom's wedding robes and some wedding supplies.
"You guys do it yourselves. I'm doing something serious here.”
The house repairman stretched out his hand and placed a large word on the recliner.
Not everyone could become a salted fish. The system's standard was very strict, and he was not allowed to do any serious work for a day!
"Uh…"
The female officials looked at each other awkwardly.
They were specially responsible for serving the womenfolk in the palace. They had never served men before.
However, Fang Xiu was Fang Xuanling's son and the future Prince Consort, so they didn't dare to decline. They could only step forward and personally change Fang Xiu's clothes.
"Fuma, please get up and enter the palace. The horse team is already waiting outside.”
After changing into the bright red wedding robes, the palace maids finally heaved a sigh of relief. Their faces were slightly red as they spoke to the room xiu.
"Call them in and bring the recliner into the palace. I won't get up.”
After calculating for a while, the house repair felt that if Princess Jin Yang wasn't beautiful, he wouldn't be prepared to get up.
Wouldn't it be a waste of the day if he stopped being a salted fish?
He had maintained the record of 899 consecutive days of being idle!
"What?"
When the female officials heard this, they were all stunned.
It's not enough for you to lie down and change your clothes. You still want to enter the palace while lying down?
Are you planning to lay down and worship the heavens and earth?
However, they really didn't dare to say this. Fang Xiu was the son of the Duke and also the son-in-law bestowed by the Emperor. Whatever he said was right. He couldn't possibly not get up when he saw the Emperor, right?
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