Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 243 The Old Lady vs. Shanglong Martingale

"For many years, Ji Guogong has done his best for the court and paid a lot. His son has reached the mating year, and he used the Ministry of Ritual to select the daughter of a family to marry Ji Xiu and choose a day to marry him."

Long Yang's tone was thin and calm, and he arrived at his will without hesitation.

Zhao Qian sighed, and immediately bowed and saluted, "The slave will go to deliver the decree."

Xindao, no matter how difficult it is for the old lady and the Lord Zhenguo, they never expected that they had only discussed with each other before they were reported to the master by eleven.

Fortunately, the master returned to the palace today and arranged to go to the Palace of the Earthquake to protect Miss Lu Er, otherwise, by tomorrow, everything would be too late.

When Miss Lu Er and Ji's family have made a marriage, the master will like her again, fearing that he will not make an act of robbing her.

But, will the master really not rob marriage?

Zhao Gan was a little uncertain. During this period of time, he saw what the master had done for Miss Lu Er, and he faintly felt that the master would not let it go easily.

After Zhao went down, Long Yang said to eleven: "Continue to stare at the Palace of Zhenguo."

"Yes." Eleven bowed his head in response.

Long Yang turned around and entered the sleeping hall.

It was late at night, and the Ministry of Rites had fallen asleep.

Late at night, the door of Shangshufu of the Ministry of Rites slammed.

When the Book of Etiquette learned that the visitor was Manager Zhao, he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly got up from the concubine's bed.

When it was finished, Zhao Qian was greeted to the living room.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites hurried over, and was about to ask about his visit late at night, but when the emperor had any will, Zhao Qian directly threw the imperial decree into his hands.

"Before tomorrow morning, the candidates must be drawn up, and then go directly to Ji Guo Gong's Mansion to declare the decree."

The Book of Rites opened the imperial edict and looked at it. He was a little dazed, and he heard what Zhao Gan said. He couldn't help asking, "Isn't the chosen candidate unnecessary for the emperor to look at it?"

"The emperor knows everything, how can you have that leisure?" Zhao Gan's voice sank, and then he said with a smile, "The emperor is the most at ease in handling affairs, as long as the selected person has a good character and appearance, you can ."

Master Li's eyes flashed when he heard the words, "Xiaguan understands."

Zhao Gan patted him on the shoulder, "Then Lord Li will start picking people now, tomorrow morning, you must go to Ji Guo Gong's Mansion to declare."

"The next official will definitely get things done." Lord Li immediately agreed.

Although I don't know how the emperor suddenly wanted to give Ji Guoji a marriage, and he was so anxious, but since the emperor has a purpose, he only needs to do so.

However, the late night watch was really tiring, alas, I didn't have to sleep.

The next day.

When Lu He Tianxia came back, the old lady went to the palace in a carriage.

Lu Hetian went to Ji Guogong Mansion.

The two moved separately.

Royal palace.

Long Yang handled the affairs in the imperial study, Zhao Qian came to report, and the old lady asked to see him.

Long Martingale paused. He already knew the purpose of the old lady entering the palace today, but he still said: "Please, old lady."

Soon, under the leadership of Zhao Gan, the old lady entered the imperial study room.

Looking at the emperor behind the table, the old lady stepped forward and saluted him.

"The old man please peace with the emperor!"

As he said, he wanted to salute, but Long Yang had already got up from behind the desk at this time and held her arm in due course.

"The old lady doesn't need to be polite!"

The old lady straightened up.

Long Yang retracted his hand and said calmly, "Grandma, please sit down. Zhao Qian, have tea."

After Long Yang sat down in the chair again, the old lady sat down in the chair beside him.

Zhao Gan quickly served the old lady tea.

"Thanks to the emperor for giving tea." The old lady said politely, and took a sip of the teacup before looking at Long Yang, "Don't hide from the emperor, the old man entered the palace today, and he really wants something."

Long Marting's fingers stroked the lines on the teacup, and asked casually: "If you have anything to do with the old lady, just tell me, if I can do it, I will do it for you."

Had it not been for the slightest thing, the old lady would have been flattered to hear the emperor speak like this.

The emperor can be regarded as the one she grew up watching. He became thirteen at the age of thirteen. With superb skills, Dashang reached unprecedented prosperity.

(End of this chapter)