Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

When the emperor came out of the palace, his eyes were bloodshot, and Xiao Zimu and Xiao Mubai looked at each other and followed them as if they had never heard of the two who were waiting at the door all night, covered in dew.

Today's early morning was extraordinarily quiet, and the courtiers looked at the haggard and unkind face of the emperor, and no one dared to make a sound.

In the end, it was the emperor who asked himself: "Is there nothing to play?"

All the ministers bowed their heads one after another. At this moment, if something happens, you have to hold back and solve it yourself. Who can go to the chase.

At this time, someone happened to stand up: "I have something to do."

The ministers raised their heads and glanced slightly, and the person who came out was Jie Jiming, the Minister of Rites who had just been appointed yesterday.

"What's the matter?" The emperor's voice was exhausted, but not angry.

"His Royal Highness Prince Yu's original wedding date is five days away, but yesterday, Princess Yirou passed away unfortunately. Your Majesty, look at this day..." Xie Jiming didn't want to be listed at this time. Jia, anyone can see that he is stubborn but not a fool.

But who asked him to take over the position of Minister of Rites just yesterday, he wouldn't do it if he didn't ask about it. After all, it was about the marriage between the two countries, so how could he let him be the master.

The corners of the ministers' mouths pursed into a deep or shallow arc, and there was a little gloating in their hearts. Yesterday, they were still fighting for this position, but today they are fortunate that the person who is in trouble now is not themselves.

"In your opinion?" The emperor threw the question back as it was.

Fortunately, Jie Ji Ming had already had an idea in his heart, but he still paused before replying: "In my opinion, how about a year later?"

"Your Majesty, the old minister thinks it's not acceptable." Yu Bangzhen, the minister of Honglu Temple, came out.

"Then how long do you think it should be pushed?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"October 28, three months later, the old minister reckoned that it would be an auspicious day." Concubine Li Li left the Ci'an Palace yesterday, and she sent someone to inform Yu Bangzhen that Yirou's death would inevitably delay until Xiao Xiao. As for Yan Jun's wedding date, it is still necessary to make calculations early to pick the nearest auspicious day.

Therefore, Yu Bangzhen pushed the auspicious day early.

"Yu Aiqing really thought about it for me early in the morning." The emperor smiled, his bloodshot eyes full of sternness.

"It is Wei Chen's duty to share the emperor's worries, and Wei Chen has indeed figured it out yesterday." Yu Bangzhen heard the hidden anger in the emperor's words, and in a few words both admitted it and expressed his sincerity.

"It's only been three months, wouldn't it be too short?" Huo Tianxiu rarely went to the morning court today. He originally planned to visit the emperor in the imperial study together with Lord Hou and General Zhao.

On the way, the sharp-eyed Xiao Mubai saw him and persuaded him directly to Zao Chao.

Huo Tianxiu thought that this morning was just going to be a cut-off, and the hastily said a few words, but he didn't expect that this matter was discussed in the court, and he didn't intend to speak. Although it was a state affair, it was also the emperor's family affair.

But the days of filial piety that Yu Bangzhen said were actually too short. He looked unhappy at the emperor's face, but no one in the court dared to refute. It's just plain wrong.

Therefore, even if there is something wrong, the ministers still keep one eye closed, each sweeping the snow in front of the door and hanging themselves high, just hoping that the court will be dispersed earlier today.

"Yu Aiqing, what about Admiral Huo's question? It's only been three months, isn't it too short?" The emperor repeated Huo Tianxiu's words towards Yu Bangzhen.

The blue veins on the foreheads of the ministers jumped, and everyone knew that Huo Tianxiu had just asked the emperor, but the emperor deliberately asked Yu Bangzhen this question.

Yu Bangzhen wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Indeed, it is indeed a little short, but after all, the wedding date has already been set, and it has been reported to the Mongolian side quickly. If it is delayed for too long, the Mongolian side will be worried Dispute..."

"Oh?" The emperor interrupted him, and then turned to Shi Fuqiu: "Is General Shi afraid that there will be a quarrel with the Mongolians?"

"I'm not afraid." Shi Fuqiu was called out and clasped his fists with both hands. Naturally, he couldn't admit it. After he finished answering, he glanced at Xiao Yanjun's sinking face, and had no choice but to cup his hands and face the emperor: "Although this general is not afraid. , but after all, this is the first marriage between Xiao Guo and the Mongolian people. Every winter, there will be wars on the borders of various places. If Xiao Meng's marriage is successful this year, it may allow the soldiers stationed in the frontier of the new city to spend the winter safely. "

Shi Fuqiu dragged Huatou to the soldiers in Xincheng. He pointed out that if the emperor delayed the marriage, he would abandon thousands of soldiers. He could have let them live for a year, but he would cause a war.

All the ministers sighed in their hearts that Shi Fuqiu's remarks were so sharp, and they were pondering who the emperor would follow, but when they saw that the emperor showed a smile that was not a smile, they turned to look at Xiao Yanjun. : "What do you think about King Yu?"

All the ministers were startled, and their hearts were full of sighs. It was still the emperor's old hottie. This Tai Chi fight was finally pushed to Xiao Yanjun. How could he answer this? If he pushed him back for three months, he would inevitably have an unfilial back Infamy, if you push him back for a year, not only will Shi Fuqiu's words be wasted in vain, but he will also personally pick up the infamy that his uncle pushed to the emperor.

The emperor's question is too cruel...

Xiao Yanjun's good-looking handsome face originally heard Shi Fuqiu's words, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but now he was suddenly called by the emperor and asked, that radian instantly froze on his face, smiling. meaning gradually disappears.

"Erchen thinks..." Everyone's eyes were focused on him. Even if he was reluctant, he had to list. After Xiao Yanjun finished speaking, he glanced at Ji Ming, Yu Bangzhen and Shi Fuqiu. With a flash of light, he continued to the emperor: "It's better to push it to the end of the year, it won't be too short, and it happens to be married within this year."

The emperor was not practicing Tai Chi this time, and said to Xie Jiming and Yu Bangzhen with a reluctant expression: "Since it was requested by Prince Yu himself, then as he wishes, the two of you will discuss and hand it over at the end of the year. ."

Xiao Yanjun rolled his eyes and scoffed countless times. Is this what he asked for? This is the best solution for him to be forced!

Xie Jiming and Yu Bangzhen responded, and they both returned to their original positions, and Shi Fuqiu and Huo Tianxiu also returned to their positions on their own.

The court returned to silence again, the emperor glanced at the ministers, and asked again, "Is there anything else?"

All the ministers had one thing in their hearts, but no one dared to mention it now. They looked at Huo Tianxiu and knew that he came with General Zhao and the Hou Ye. Leave it to those three, go to the imperial study and chat...