The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 392 The Prince of Jinyang (1)
After analyzing it for a while, Nie Ziling was very sure that his master would not be so confused, it was too late to love Princess Rongchang, he couldn't stand seeing her cry, how could he be hated by her again?According to Princess Rongchang's legendary violent temper, if she hears about this incident and feels unhappy, who can afford it?

After thinking about it, getting the marriage certificate is enough, don't push it too hard, let his master's beloved wife slow down first, and let his master slow down too, it's not just the food in the pot watching helplessly. Can't eat, smell or talk? With the determination of his master, it's no problem.

Nie Ziling was right. After receiving the promise in the marriage letter he brought back, his master's face, which he hadn't smiled for a long time, finally had a gleam of joy.

The man looked at the words of promise of marriage stamped with Emperor Dongxing's great seal and his own handwriting, knowing that his father-in-law intended to delay, but he still wished he could fly into the palace immediately, show the marriage letter to his wife, and tell She, little lunatic, last time you asked me to marry me, this time it's time for me to propose to you.Are you happy?Are you as ecstatic as I am?
What kind of marriage agreement is a secret marriage agreement between the two countries, and it has never been made public at all. Everyone understands this clumsy plan to slow down the army. According to the current national strength of West Qin, this perfunctory marriage letter should make them even more angry.If Xiqin had the intention to deal with Dongxing, this marriage agreement would also be an excellent reason to send troops, which would be enough to take a bite back at Dongxing's negligence.

Emperor Dongxing seemed to be trying to compromise, but in fact he used the whole of Dongxing as a test. He just wanted to see what Xiqin was up to. No matter whether Dongxing was in trouble with foreign vassals, he would not easily compromise with Xiqin.

If you want to marry his daughter, just wait patiently. His daughter is not a political tool and will not marry easily.If you don't want to wait, then tear off your true colors and have a scuffle.

After recovering from ecstasy, the man felt that his father-in-law's move was a bit unexpected. Although he had to need a promise to make him feel at ease, his father-in-law was obviously stimulated by something else, and he almost died in the arms. To deal with Daqin's persecution with a mentality.

This is not a good sign.

"Master, now that the marriage certificate has been obtained, do you want to go back to China to prepare for the marriage?" Nie Ziling has been observing the man's expression, and decided not to give Gui Jiu, who specializes in sycophants, any chance, and asked first.

Gui Jiu was a hidden guard, and he would not show up easily when he was in the Western Qin Dynasty. Therefore, after coming to Dongxing, he didn't even change his appearance and name, and he was not afraid of being recognized by others.He also didn't compete with Nie Ziling for credit, and kept a low profile without saying a word, waiting for his master's reaction.

The man shook his head, but he wasn't looking at Nie Ziling. The marriage may be settled, or there may be side issues, which will not be known until a long time later.At present, he is not at ease with Han Ye and his son, and Han Ye's attitude towards his wife is also very suspicious. He loves so deeply, but is so alienated inexplicably. Mo Yu, what is the background, all these mysteries may be answered in the near future.

It is impossible for nothing to happen without a reason, and he may have ruined some people's painstakingly planned conspiracy by mistake, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.

After a long time, Nie Ziling waited for the man's reply: "Emperor Dongxing asked you to send this marriage letter to me as soon as possible, and you ordered people to do so. But since Daqin promised Dongxing to help when necessary, then, as Dongxing's envoy, you also It should be kept as a hostage. The relationship between the two countries has never been based on empty words. If you stake your life here, you should feel more at ease."

After speaking, the man glanced at Nie Ziling again: "Of course, if you want to be a hostage, your weight is not enough. Relying on the prestige of the Nie family in Hanoi is better than nothing."

White flowers exploded on the top of Nie Ziling's head. He was so provoked by his master that he wanted to bump his head to death. He was not qualified to be a hostage. This is the situation of Nie Ziling!Feeling ashamed and indignant, Nie Ziling backed away with a smile on his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gui Jiu, the sycophant, snickering, and burst into tears in his heart, hating Bo Xiang who was far away in Chang'an.

Thinking that Nie Ziling was [-] years old, it would be great to be a royal cook, but he tossed himself into this barbarian place where he was not familiar with, not to mention anything else, just talk about Dongxing dishes, he was not used to it at all!He doesn't like Dongxing's climate at all, it's cold and wet in winter, it's always cold to the bone...

If Emperor Dongxing was unhappy, or if his master was unhappy, Nie Ziling might be the one who was unlucky.The head on the neck was hanging on the tower, and he himself lost the right to take it off.

As a secret guard, the psychological quality is naturally better. Even though Nie Ziling shed countless tears, and his eyes were mournful, Gui Jiu was still smiling and asked tentatively: "Master, is this reluctant to part with Princess Jing? The princess grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she is incomparable to the suffering of ordinary people. In addition, Empress Situ is so powerful, how can Princess Jing be wronged? She loves her master in her heart, and it is inevitable to be sad, but it will come naturally after a long time. It will fade away, and at that time, the master and Princess Jing will renew their relationship, and everyone will be happy."

Having said that, every sentence is in the man's heart, but after all, it is just scratching the head, and it can't solve the man's worries. He no longer thinks about these things, and diverts his attention: "Jinyang King should enter the city now. Keep them close, as well as Han Ye, I want to know all their movements."

The queue under the banner of King Jinyang, a foreign domain, came neatly from the official road in the north. The moment the horseshoe stepped on the boundary marker of Shengjing, King Jinyang closed his eyes and took a deep breath...

The long-lost taste of Jiangnan.

Nie Ziling is used to staying in Chang'an, so he doesn't like the climate in Shengjing, but if he has experienced the persecution of the northwest wind, sword, frost and sword, he may fall in love with the long but not severe cold in Jiangnan winter.

cold.clammy.But there is no dryness that carries the wind and sand all the way to the throat.

King Jinyang was wrapped in a heavy cloak, and he didn't look bloated. He sat high on the horse, with his back straight, and he had the unique momentum of a general. He was tough and tough, and he was blown by the wind and sand in the northwest for eight hundred miles. Upright posture.

Along the way, the scenery along the way is no longer what it looks like in memory. In the past 18 years, the mountains and rivers are ruthless. Who remembers the Pianpian boy back then?

Driving behind King Jinyang was his third son, Han Bei.Same age as Bailijing.He has never been to the south of the Yangtze River, and his face is full of curiosity about the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River. He is not like Han Ye who has always been restrained and restrained.

From a distance, he saw people lined up at the city gate to greet him. Han Bei stared at the official uniforms of those people, and then said angrily: "Father, you have worked hard to station the frontier fortress, and you have wiped out the Turks a few months ago. Misfortune, it’s the first time in 18 years that I returned to Beijing to report on my duties, and the emperor didn’t come to greet me in person, it’s really abominable!”

(End of this chapter)