Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 607 Proposal from the Ministry of Rites, Uninvited Guest

The most powerful prince of Yan, a king of Xianyi, actually wants to stay in Shengjing to watch someone get married?

Who will believe this reason!
Could it be some bad idea secretly simmering.

As the host, Dayong couldn't send people to monitor them all the time, and he was afraid that they had ulterior motives. After some discussions, they quickly came to a conclusion.

Get married, get married quickly.

In this way, a new problem has arisen.

There is an old saying: A gentleman has twenty crowns and a wife.

The sons of aristocratic families have always been able to marry their regular wives after the crown ceremony. Before that, there were no restrictions on taking concubines and sharing houses.

But there are still a few months before Yan Yun's coronation, and these foreigners can't be allowed to live in Shengjing for so long, who knows what troubles will arise.

For the first time, they knew what it means to ask God to be easy and to send God to be difficult.

Back then when they learned that Dayan was coming to the court to discuss peace, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were gearing up to show off...

How did this exhibition become what it is now?

Proposal!

"Headache, it's really a headache."

The ruling and opposition parties wailed.

In the end, it was Lu Heng, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, who made a suggestion, "Since you don't want to wait, why don't you just aggrieve the crown prince in advance? It's not like there is no such precedent in my court."

"Master Su is still in the period of filial piety."

Another said.

"When her parents died, she would not be allowed to take the imperial examination or be an official for three years as a rule, but she investigated the case and was sentenced to prison, promoted and sentenced, all the way to today, since she made an exception, why bother?"

Lu Heng's tone was loose, he held the folding fan and tapped his palms again and again, with a half-smile: "This marriage is just to drive the ducks to the shelves, it's a last resort, let's let the details go."

"That's true."

They submitted the results of the discussion to Emperor Qian Ding, and Emperor Qian Ding didn't say anything after reading it, and sent someone to Yan Guogong's mansion.

After the old Duke received the letter, he sat quietly in the study for half a day, and then summoned all the elders in the clan to start preparations for the coronation ceremony.

Wave after wave of news made everyone in the capital dizzy. That day, Su Rao's Banyue Xiaozhu barged in with an unexpected visitor.

To be precise, he didn't break in, but was caught.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, take it easy, your arm is about to break, how can you be so strong at such a young age."

Xiao Nan and a figure came across the corridor pulling each other. He was younger and shorter than each other, but he restrained the boy tightly, with his hands twisted behind his back. The boy tried to break free several times but failed, so he had to let him hold .

He kept mumbling something in his mouth.

Approach quickly.

Su Rao was sitting in the hall reading the case files from the past, when she heard the words and looked up, the young Bai Jun's face flushed red, seeing her, or being ashamed of her current embarrassment, she turned her head away at a loss.

"It's all here, what are you still holding on to?"

This was said to Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan glanced at Su Rao, as if asking for her opinion, Su Rao put down the file, chuckled and said, "Let him go."

Xiao Nan immediately let go of his grip.

Silently walked into the house, walked to the floppy place by the window and sat down, turned around, and looked out while lying on the window.

Just gone?
The young man rubbed his wrist that was red from his grasp, he held his breath in his chest and couldn't vomit it out or swallow it, it was very uncomfortable.

Great boy.

It seems that it is the son of Jingnan Hou who ran away from home.

He knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't say much. He rubbed his eyes and unconsciously shifted his gaze to the person in front of him, looking wantonly.

I met him at Su Rao's palace banquet, and seeing him and Yan Yun's intimate behavior and the same style of dress, it's not difficult to guess his identity.

"Young Master Yan came over the wall in the daytime, what's your business?"

"You know me?"

Hui Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, met her phoenix eyes with a gentle smile, and for some reason suddenly couldn't say what he had prepared before, "You, I... I just came to see."

He stuttered a bit.

"Look at what?"

Su Rao asked with a smile.

Yan Xiaowu felt even more embarrassed, pinched the dark lines on his sleeves with his fingertips and rubbed them, and said in a low voice, "You want to marry my third brother..."

The outside treats her so badly.

How arrogant and unreasonable, a country girl... How can such a person be worthy of his fairy-like elder brother?

So he wanted to take a look.

Banyue Xiaozhu closed the door to thank the guests, but he couldn't hold back his impatience, so he had to sneak in over the wall. He originally wanted to take a look and leave. If it was true as the rumors said, he must find a way to disturb the marriage.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet hit the ground, before he could stand firmly, a black shadow sprang out from nowhere, and pressed him to the ground without saying a word.

No matter what he said, he refused to let go.

So annoying.

He tried his best to meet the person, but he had an unreal feeling. It would be fine if she was rude and swearing, but she sat there with smiling eyes, speaking softly...

His temper looks better than his father's.

At least if his father knew that he climbed over the courtyard wall, he would definitely need to know the family law.

Thinking of the arm-wide ruler in the ancestral hall, Hui Xiaowu shuddered suddenly. Su Rao watched him frown, frightened, and looked at her hesitantly, thinking that this brat was quite interesting.

"I'm marrying your third brother, why are you so entangled?"

Su Rao heard that he was talking about Yan Yun, and asked amusedly.

"Third Brother, he doesn't like you."

This time Hui Xiaowu spoke very neatly, with more than firmness but not enough momentum. It sounded like he was complaining: "I heard about the marriage contract from my uncle, but it was the idea of ​​the elders in the family, and had nothing to do with my third brother."

"None of them can live the rest of the life for the third brother. Why make a hasty decision on his life and force him with etiquette and rules at every turn."

"He doesn't want it in his heart, even if you marry him, you won't be happy."

Being stood in front of a young boy talking about marriage is really a new experience, but Su Rao can hear the seriousness in his words.

The Fifth Young Master acted recklessly, but he planned it seriously for Yan Yun.

It's just that she couldn't explain the reason clearly, so she could only follow his words and reply: "This matter was witnessed by His Majesty and the envoys of the two countries. Do you understand the truth that it is hard to recover?"

"don't know."

The young man shook his head resolutely, "You all have a lot of great principles, such as the righteousness of the family and the country, and the etiquette of a gentleman, I can't say it, I just know that I want third brother to live happily."

What kind of life did Shi Zi live before, that his younger brother could say such words?

Su Rao thought of his 'little problems' that were carved into his bone marrow, and the smile in her eyes gradually faded, but she didn't listen to what Yan Xiao Wu said later.

Hui Xiaowu was finally sent out respectfully by Zhao Afu through the main entrance.

"God bless, don't let anything happen to this stall."

Seeing his figure disappearing in the crowd, Zhao Afu bowed towards the sky with his hands clasped, and turned back to his house.

It was night, and Zen Master Qingdeng, who had lived in Daxiangguo Temple for a long time, returned to the palace and had a night talk with Emperor Qianding.

The lights in the imperial study room were always on.

And somewhere outside the palace, blood was spilled on the long street...

(End of this chapter)