Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 103 Turmoil
The wedding was temporarily suspended.

It wasn't that Wu Quji didn't want to continue, but Shan Yu's uncooperative appearance, as if he didn't know what happened and didn't pay homage.

Seeing this, Wu Quji couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead.

This marriage was really bumpy. From the initial proposal to the final visit, it can be said that Wu Quji was tortured by this incident and completely lost his temper.

But who would have thought that it would come out at this last time?
Wu Quji couldn't help casting his sad eyes on the two newcomers in red clothes.

After a while, everyone saw Wu Nandun, the right sage king of Qingyi, with a pale face, leading the soldiers into the banquet.

Looking at his soldier, the guests who came to the wedding banquet couldn't help whispering among each other.

Wu Nandun walked straight to Wu Xian, and the two of them exchanged something in a low voice.

The voice was extremely small, and it was also in Qingyi language.

Jiang Sile knew that this was to avoid her as an outsider.

She turned her head and did not listen to the conversation between the two. Instead, she looked at the guests off the stage one by one, scanning everyone with her cold eyes.

As soon as the voice stopped, Jiang Sile couldn't help turning his head.

Wu Xian's face was slightly cold, although nothing could be seen on his face, but Jiang Sile faced Wu Xian directly, and she felt that this man was really angry.

really
The next "worshiping parents" is completely gone.

On the maid's tray, Wu Xian lifted the red cloth and put a heavy gold seal into Jiang Sile's hand.

"Today is a day of great joy for Gu. Since the ceremony is completed, everyone can do what they want."

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry and followed Wu Nandun to leave the banquet venue.

Only Jiang Sile, who was holding a gold seal in his hand, and Wu Quji, who had a black face, were left to face the guests.

Although Jiang Sile didn't know what this seal was for, she knew that Wu Xian gave it to her in such a hurry, which showed that it was very important.

Thinking about it, Jiang Sile beckoned to Li Yancheng, who was in the side guard, and kept the side with his name on it for safekeeping.

After that, I began to greet and entertain the guests.

Although she didn't want to hold this wedding, but now that she had reached Qingyi's territory, Jiang Sile thought about spending a few days in peace to find out the truth.

In this situation, she had no choice but to replace Wu Xian and stabilize everyone.

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On the other side, after the banquet, Wu Xian's face drooped completely.

"What's going on? Wuqi? Didn't he just come back today?"

Wu Xian was also puzzled.

But Unanton, who was facing him, was even more wronged. How did he know that this happened today?
But Wu Nan calmed down, comforted Shan Yu and said, "Perhaps the little prince is just provoked by others... I have taught Wu Qi for many years, so he must not be such a wolf-hearted person."

Wu Nandun's words made Wu Xian calm down, and he let out a long sigh.

Yes
Wu Qi is his only second son, and he is also the most beloved youngest son.

He has no reason to do such a treasonous thing, which is equivalent to a capital crime.

With the anger in Wu Xian's skillful heart, his steps became faster.

The two walked to the king's tent, and the guard opened the curtain for them with a very knowing look.

In the king's tent, there are dozens of soldiers, the blades in their hands have been unsheathed, and the cold light is sharp.

The white shining king's tent was like daytime.

Wu Xian frowned, ignored his youngest son who was surrounded by guards, and instead sat back on the high seat.

"Let's all go out."

Wu Xian said in a deep voice, Wu Nan Dun could even hear the anger contained in his voice, he couldn't help sighing, and also found a seat to sit down.

The soldiers obediently retracted their knives, turned around and left in an orderly manner.

Wuqi, who was originally surrounded, dared to raise his head when he saw everyone leaving.

He looked at his father in the high position, and fell to his knees with a bang.

Seeing that Wu Qi had knelt down to admit his mistake, Wu Xian snorted coldly.

On the contrary, Wu Nandun was relieved, he asked in a deep voice: "Wuqi, why did you bring the soldiers into the king's tent privately?"

Seeing Wu Qijing's head, he just didn't say anything.

Unanton began to doubt his own education.

When did this kid become like this?
"Hmph, don't talk about it. What about the gunpowder near the wolf's throat? The black knights are entrusted to you for business. Why let them ambush near the confidential road?"

Every time Wu Nandun said a word, Wu Xian's expression turned ugly.

This is his good son?

Want to rebel on his father's wedding day?

(End of this chapter)