Rebirth of marriage

The corner of the emperor's mouth twitched. These two people were not drunk. How could they not see that Cao Zhicheng was kneeling there with such a big lump? This completely ignored them, and he even wanted to say something to make him angry.

Inexplicably, he felt that the behavior of the Liaodong Prince's Palace was really pleasant. Having them in the capital was not a bad thing, so he said, "It's not easy for my aunt to go back to the capital. If nothing happens, let's stay here for a while."

The old princess nodded hurriedly, "If you want to live here, if you don't marry some great-grandchildren, I will not be willing to go back to the house in vain."

The emperor then asked casually how the young men of the Wen family were doing with each other.

Speaking of this, the old princess's eyes lit up and she said with a smile, "Two of the seven knots have been cured so far. The third child fell in love with Shi Quan's little granddaughter on the day of King Xiao's wedding. The seventh child is Feng Zhilan. Marry me, and I am currently working hard to please this girl..."

We can't talk about Wen Erlang and Wu Wanqing, but we can mention the three or seven things. For the sake of the woman's reputation, it is natural that his boy stalks the girl.

When the emperor heard that the Prince of Liaodong was getting married to the Duke of Zhenguo, he frowned imperceptibly. Later, he heard that the daughter of Feng Liangping that Wen Qi was interested in was an orphan girl with a flat head, and his eyebrows relaxed again.

The old princess had a clear view of his expression, and then she picked out something he liked to hear and said something.

Cao Shoufu came to the palace today to ask the emperor to thoroughly investigate the assassination incident last night. He could use the murder case in Cao Mansion to delay Ding You. It was up to him to decide when the assassin could be found out, and he could think of something during this period. Zhou Xuan completely freed Ding You.

The emperor knew his purpose, but he didn't know how to handle the matter, so he deliberately ignored Cao Zhicheng and had a pleasant conversation with the old princess.

How could Cao Zhicheng not understand what the emperor meant? He took a deep breath and cried sadly, "Your Majesty, my mother is a first-grade imperial concubine. If we don't find out who the murderer is, she will die in peace.

It is a pity that I have been loyal to the court and devoted my life to my duty, but I can't let my mother and son die a good death. I feel guilty. Please allow me to thoroughly investigate the murderer and avenge my mother and son. "

His cry finally interrupted the two people chatting, and also woke up the sleeping King of Liaodong.

The King of Liaodong muttered, "Isn't it my duty to eat the royal salary and share the worries of the imperial court? There is nothing to show off.

The imperial court has the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, Jingzhao Mansion, and even the Yushitai. Which one can't investigate the case?I want your chief assistant to come and investigate. Your mother is dead, so you don’t have to keep filial piety?

Could it be that you don't have a good relationship with your mother and don't want to keep your filial piety for her, or that you are worried that after three years of keeping your filial piety, your power will be lost, so you want to find something to do for yourself so that you can fool Ding You?

That's not possible. Our Majesty is so wise and powerful, how can you be fooled by your trivial skills? Besides, Daxia rules the world with filial piety, and you are not even willing to observe filial piety for your mother. How can you be worthy of being the chief minister? "

After saying that, he blinked cutely and looked at the emperor, "Your Majesty, are you right?"

The old princess struck him on the neck with a palm, knocking him unconscious, "You are the only one who talks too much."

He hurriedly apologized and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. He is drunk and confused. How dare he speculate on Your Majesty's intentions?"

The emperor was previously undecided whether to let Cao Chief Assistant Ding You because he was worried that after Cao Zhicheng and Ding You, the Xiaowang family would become the dominant one.

But don't let him worry about it. Now is another good opportunity to overthrow the Cao family. If he misses it, if the Cao family makes a comeback in the future, he will have to be suppressed by the Cao family again.

But what King Liaodong just said was to block Cao Zhicheng's people, so why not block his way?

As he said, there were so many departments that could investigate the case, but he handed the matter over to Cao Zhicheng, not openly favoring the Cao family. This made Gu Xiao know about it. What if he really gives up his choice and doesn't join forces with him in the future?

He said solemnly, "I will order Dali Temple to take over what happened to the Cao family last night, so that the chief assistant can be at ease and fulfill his filial piety, and handle the funeral of the old lady."

Without waiting for Cao Zhicheng to say anything else, he looked at the old princess again and said, "You guys should go back too."

When the Liaodong Palace made Cao Zhicheng so angry that he gasped like a bellows, he felt happy, but when it happened to him, it felt very bad.

He has always understood that the most important thing in the emperor's art is balance. How can it be so easy to do it?

In the past ten years, no one could compete with the Cao family, but now there is King Xiao, but who knows whether the dragon-slaying boy will turn into an evil dragon in the end.

Seeing the emperor's face sullen, the old princess took the King of Liaodong with one hand and signaled Aunt Chan to take Cao Zhicheng out with him.

After leaving the imperial study, Aunt Chan released Cao Zhicheng. The emperor opened the mouth of gold in front of them. If they didn't regret it, it would be useless for Cao Zhicheng to go back.

Wait until we arrive at Liaodong Prince's Mansion.

King Liaodong, who had been sleeping, opened his eyes, rubbed his neck, and whispered to the old princess, "In order to cover up for King Xiao, my grandson has sacrificed a lot today. My ancestors really spared no effort."

He couldn't be gentler. In order to pretend to be drunk, he really drank a lot of wine, which made him dizzy and gave him a splitting headache. It took a lot of effort for him to pretend to be drunk and try his best to keep calm. tight.

The ancestor was angry at him, "Who are you doing, King Xiao? You weren't worried that Cao Zhicheng would harm Xue Tuan'er in his absence, so he killed those two people to distract him. After all, you are doing this for your daughter."

"Yes, yes." King Liaodong rested his head on his ancestor's shoulder and rubbed it, "My ancestor was right, it's his grandson who is narrow-minded."

He knew King Xiao's intention, otherwise he wouldn't have followed him to Cao's house last night.

The ancestor looked at him like this, as if he had seen his generous look when he was young. Ever since King Liaodong's accident happened and he and Yanyan were separated, these expressions and movements have never appeared on him again.

It's so good now, and he couldn't help but pat his grandson's head, "When I return to Liaodong, I can live a good life with Yanyan, understand? If she doesn't want to do something, don't force her.

We were not the ones who experienced those things, and we cannot truly understand the pain in her heart, but my grandmother can see that she has you in her heart. Take your time, maybe the vast world of Liaodong and the difficulty of survival for Liaodong people can help her. Untie your heart. "

She knew that although the two were married, they never really slept together, and some things were staged for the emperor to see.

"She can stay with her grandson. Everything is enough for her grandson. Don't worry, ancestor." Wen Mingyuan nuzzled his ancestor again, "You should also take good care of yourself."

Yanyan, who was about to come in with a sobering soup, paused outside, with tears falling into the soup bowl from her lowered eyes.

The three people in the room were all very skilled people. It was not difficult to find someone outside the door. She guessed that it was her. Aunt Chan put the hangover pills she was going to give to King Liaodong back into her pocket and joked, "Your Majesty." I've been in a good mood recently, and I've gained a lot of weight, and grandma can almost no longer be able to carry it."

In her heart, she lamented the passage of time. The doll that once lay on her back like a glutinous rice dumpling has now become a middle-aged rough man. This rough man has been a bachelor for half his life, and this time he finally has a close person by his side.

The ancestor hurriedly followed her words and said, "It's indeed heavy enough. Don't be lazy here, go out and practice."

Yanyan heard the sound in the back room and hurriedly stepped aside.

King Liaodong paused when he reached the door, then pretended not to know that she was outside the door, crossed the threshold, and walked straight forward.

Since he is determined to marry her, he wants her to live in a way that makes her feel comfortable. There are some things that he is not in a hurry for, and he still has half his life left.

Yanyan looked at his walking back and let out a sigh of relief. She was a little annoyed as to why she was hiding, but that hiding was subconscious.

She deserved their kindness, but she felt even more let down by not accepting them.

She took a breath and entered her ancestor's room.

Aunt Chan had a smile on her face, "Did the princess send the hangover soup to the prince? I think she missed it. The prince just left for a while, and he probably went back to your courtyard."

Yanyan put the bowl in her hand on the table, pursed her lips and smiled, "I know you have discovered me, thank you for being so considerate for me."

Don't expose her or embarrass her.

She sat next to her ancestor, and after being silent for a while, she said, "Grandma, I am not ignorant of good and bad, and I also know that I am in this situation. It is God's mercy and your kindness and forgiveness. I just feel that I am not worthy..."

"Grandma asked you, do you have him in your heart?"

Her daughter was already married, and she was asked such a question by her elders. Yanyan's ears felt a little hot, but she still nodded truthfully.

Any time she conceals something, she feels ashamed of her ancestors' kindness to her.

The ancestor raised his hand and touched her head, "Then follow your heart. When you go to Liaodong in the future, you will understand that many things are insignificant in the face of life and death.

As long as your heart is pure, you can look up to heaven and bow to others. You don't have to feel unworthy. If everyone is willing to treat you well, it means you are worthy. You are a smart child. Our ancestors believe that you will figure it out sooner or later. "

"Ancestor, these days I often think about what merits I did in my previous life that enabled me to meet you in this life."

Her heart felt like it was soaked in warm water, warmth and happiness spread. She hugged her ancestor tightly. She was so lucky. From now on, she should eat fast and chant Buddha's name to make merit.

The ancestor patted her back, his eyes showing kindness.

Different from the warmth here, over there, Cao Zhicheng sat alone in the dark study room for two whole hours. When he raised his hand again to knock on the door, he suddenly said, "Hold the lamp."

The attendant hurriedly came in, lit the lamp, and asked carefully, "First Assistant, you haven't eaten for a day. Please bring you some food."

Cao Zhicheng said nothing, and picked up a brush to write down a few words on the paper. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the word "kill", and when he looked back, his pupils were shocked.

The letter was just one sentence. After Cao Zhicheng finished writing it, he handed it to him and said, "Send it out."

My hands were trembling a little, and I boldly wanted to persuade him, "Master, this..."

Before he could finish his words, Cao Zhicheng's cold and sharp eyes shot towards him, as if he would kill him on the spot if he dared to stop him.

The follower didn't dare to say anything anymore, and hurriedly turned around and left the study. But when he crossed the threshold, his legs were shaking so much that he almost fell down. The sky had changed, and the sky was about to change.