After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

"boom!"

Zhou Jing put down the bowl and chopsticks directly.

She stood up and said: "What kind of marriage does the emperor give you randomly? I won't marry!"

Zhou Shuo said solemnly: "Marriage is a major matter. Your parents have ordered a matchmaker. You don't want me to arrange the marriage. Do you still want to choose your own consort? It's because I and the Grand Master have spoiled you in daily life. You still have Doesn’t look like a girl’s house anymore?!”

Zhou Jing's eyes were red and she wanted to say something else, but Zhou Xianfeng secretly tugged on her sleeve.

She brushed away Zhou Xianfeng's hand and ran out of the tent angrily.

The mellow aroma of the palace wine spread in the big tent, making people tipsy.

Zhou Shuo stared at the Zheng family and tightened his fingertips holding the wine cup little by little.

Hua Yannong sat on one side holding the tortoiseshell cat, and said with a smile: "Why, aren't Taiwei Zheng and Young Master Zheng dissatisfied with the emperor's marriage? Why don't they get up to express their gratitude?"

The Zheng family trembled.

Naturally, they were dissatisfied with this marriage.

Not to mention Zhou Jing's coquettish and willful temperament, if she really entered the door, I'm afraid the whole family would be restless. The ancestors, several ladies and sisters-in-law in the family would have to restrain their tempers to coax her and provide for her.

Furthermore, Zhou Jing's biological brother is the fourth prince, and he is competing with their grandson for the position of prince. How can they become in-laws when they are already separated by wells and rivers?
They originally wanted to choose a powerful family marriage for their eldest son, so that they could increase their plans to compete for the heir apparent.

But if you marry Zhou Jing...

This marriage is considered annulled!

However, facing the gazes of Hua Yannong and Zhou Shuo, the Zheng family had no choice but to kneel down and thank them.

Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

No matter how dissatisfied they are, they can only accept it.

Zhou Shuo squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and looked at Wei Ling again: "Wei Qing, don't you want to thank you?"

Wei Ling knelt on the ground and never stood up.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

What is a concubine? It's a concubine!
Concubines are inherently inferior to others. When the main concubine comes through, the concubine must kneel down and serve tea to set the rules!

Even if his daughter is married, she must not be given as a concubine!
He put his head on the ground, straightened his back, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, no daughter of the Wei family will ever be a concubine!"

All civil and military officials held their breath and concentrated.

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has taken charge of the government with vigorous and resolute means. After killing King Dingbei and his followers, he also supported a group of eunuchs headed by Hua Yannong, and appointed ruthless officials to inquire about secrets. He has always been consistent in the affairs of the court.

But today, the Duke of the Wei family dared to disobey the decree!
That is a capital offense!
Zhou Shuo suddenly poured the wine in the cup at Wei Ling and cursed in a low voice: "How can a concubine of the royal family be the same as an ordinary concubine?! Wei Ling, don't think that you can rely on the merits of the Duke of Laozhen to serve as a dragon. , you can disobey my will at will. Do you believe it, I will chop off your head tonight?!"

Wei Ling was still unable to kneel down, squeezing his neck and saying, "A daughter of the Wei family will never be a concubine!"

"Good, good, good!"

Zhou Shuo said three good words in a row.

He stood up and paced back and forth in his seat.

After a moment, he suddenly picked up the wine cup on the low table, threw it at Wei Ling, and cursed angrily: "Rebel!"

The wine cup hit Wei Ling's forehead, causing a wound, and bright red blood flowed down his cheek.

He still repeated firmly: "The daughters of the Wei family will never be concubines!"

"Wei Ling, you are so courageous!"

Wei Ling's expression did not change.

Zhou Shuo's chest heaved violently, and he kept pacing with a cold face: "You bully me for being old, bully me for having a headache, everyone wants to disobey me, everyone wants to reopen the old case for King Dingbei, everyone wants to Take my place! Tonight, I will kill the chicken to scare the monkeys! Come on, drag Wei Ling down and charge him with a hundred killing sticks!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

The courtiers stood up and knelt down one after another.

Some military attachés who had good relations with Wei Ling also interceded for him one after another.

Zhou Shuo was furious: "I am the emperor, the emperor! I said, drag him down and beat him!"

Several imperial guards stepped forward hesitantly and were about to drag Wei Ling out when Wei Zi suddenly stood up.She knelt down behind Wei Ling, cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Daddy drank too much tonight, that's why he made a mistake. I have admired His Highness for a long time, and I am willing to be his concubine. I beg your Majesty to remember my father." For the sake of drunkenness, forgive dad."

When she was in Lingzhou in the past, she had been cautious for a long time and had already learned to watch people's emotions.

Tonight, the emperor's wrath is real.

He really wanted to rebuke his father and reestablish the majesty of the king.

If you use a hundred killing sticks, you will be paralyzed for the rest of your life even if you don't die.

But nothing can happen to dad.

Wei Ling stared at Wei Zi in disbelief, angry and angry: "Xiao Zi!"

Wei Zi lowered his eyebrows: "I hope Daddy will be happy."

Wei Ling was so angry that he almost fell down: "You have to think clearly!"

"My daughter has figured it out."

Wei Zi thought clearly.

Dad didn't understand these two betrothal gifts tonight, but she did.

The emperor suffers from premature aging. He is clearly only in his forties, but his temples have turned gray early.

The princes were young and strong, and the emperor was afraid of being ostracized and seized of power, so he made the forces behind the princes chaotic and complicated by randomly adding up the mandarin ducks.

For example, if Jing'er married into her family's Zhen Guo Gongfu, her father would definitely stand by Zhou Xianfeng's side. Coupled with the power of Grand Master Lin, the power of Zhou Xianfeng's lineage would be so powerful that the emperor would be afraid.

So, the emperor married Jing'er to the Zheng family, who supported the young prince.

As for her...

The Duke of Zhen's government held the military power. As the eldest daughter, His Majesty chose to marry her to Zhou Xianji, who was the weakest in health. of military power.

Wei Zi slowly raised her peach blossom eyes, and stared at the king seated above.

She could see clearly that the so-called marriage grant was nothing more than a check and balance technique by the emperor.

Whether it's her or Mr. Zheng's family, even this man's own daughter and son are just pawns at his mercy.

The king's power is like that of heaven.

And they are all ants.

Even the late empress, Zhou Xianyuan who was demoted to the cold palace, his wife and eldest son who had shared the joys and sorrows for decades were just two chess pieces that this man could discard at will.

When she was in Lingzhou, she thought that the wisest and most benevolent person in the world was the king. She thought that when she came to Shangjing and reported Xiao Lingxiao's imperial edict, the king would take pity on her and protect her. However, she did not expect that this so-called The king is more cruel than anyone else.

He is clearly supreme, so what is he asking for?

Wei Zi felt pity in his heart.

Have compassion on others and have compassion on yourself.

After the banquet ended, Wei Zi followed the crowd outside.

When passing the open bonfire, someone suddenly held her arm from behind.

She looked back.

Xiao Fengxian was wearing a brocade gown with black feathers and narrow sleeves, with reddish fox eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

Wei Zi hesitated to speak, exhaling a small cloud of white mist in the cold night.

Xiao Fengxian stared into her eyes, the burning bonfire illuminated her pupils amber, at this moment there seemed to be a hazy fog flashing through them.

He knew that there was endless affection hidden in the mist.

He knew that what she said in the account, that she had admired His Highness for a long time, was all a lie.

Needless to say, he knew her thoughts with just one glance.

His voice was obscure and forbearing: "Sister-in-law..."