When Liao Chuxiu was left in the palace, Rong Anbo's Mansion received the holy decree almost at the same time.

Emperor Yongzhen ordered Liu Qingsong, who was the celebrant of the ceremony, to send the holy decree to Rong Anbo's Mansion, and when he went, he brought with him the things that Emperor Yongzhen gave to Feng Qiao, a dozen boxes, and there was no cover along the way, and it could even be said to be extremely ostentatious.

When the group in the palace arrived in front of Rong Anbo's Mansion, the entire Wudao Alley, and even half of the people in the capital, knew that Emperor Yongzhen had married the young lady of Rong Anbo's Mansion and the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

The door of Rong Anbo's Mansion was wide open, and there were many people watching the excitement outside, waiting for Liu Qingsong to finish reading the holy decree and hand it to Feng Qizhou, but Feng Qizhou just got up and stood there without stretching out his hand.

"Lord Feng?"

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly give you a marriage?" Feng Qizhou's face was full of iron.

Liu Qingsong looked at Feng Qizhou's face and secretly complained that Chen An handed over this drudgery to him, and did it easily, but said with a smile on his face: "How can Your Majesty's mind be known by the slave, and the slave is only ordered to pass on the order." ”

Seeing that Feng Qizhou's coldness was almost overflowing, Liu Qingsong was afraid that Feng Qizhou would resist in public, so he hurriedly persuaded in a low voice: "Lord Feng, the county lord of Kangning has reached the age of marriage, and it is a matter of time before he gets married. ”

"Your Majesty looks at the important people and the county lord, so he will grant marriage, and let the slave lead the celebrant to handle the marriage for the Hou Ye and the county lord, which is an honor that no one has ever received since the establishment of our Dayan Dynasty. ”

"Lord Feng, you also know Your Majesty's temper, now that so many people are looking at you, if you resist the decree......"

Liu Qingsong didn't finish his words, but the meaning of his words was clear to everyone present.

Resisting the will and disrespecting it is a great crime to exterminate the clan.

With Emperor Yongzhen's temperament, if Feng Qizhou really does not accept this holy decree, I am afraid that this happy event will become a funeral, and this Rong Anbo Mansion will be gone.

Feng Qizhou listened to Liu Qingsong's words so angry that his eyes bulged, the green tendons on his head were exposed, and his hands were even more squeaky, he stood there so stiffly, but he was never willing to reach out to receive the holy decree.

Those people in front of the door looked at Feng Qizhou's appearance, and they could know how resistant and dissatisfied he was with this marriage.

When many people saw the atmosphere condensed, they couldn't help but lift their minds, did this Feng Qizhou really want to resist the decree?

Liu Qingsong's palms holding the holy decree were a little sweaty, and he persuaded in a low voice: "Lord Feng, accept the decree..."

Feng Qizhou pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Liu Qingsong wanted to persuade again, but he heard a woman's clear voice behind Feng Qizhou: "Feng Qiao is grateful." ”

"Qingqing!" Feng Qizhou turned his head.

Feng Qiao knelt on the ground and said softly: "Daddy, the Marquis of Zhenyuan has an outstanding character and a proud family background, and His Majesty pointed me out to him because he valued me. After finishing speaking, she said to Liu Qingsong, "Gonggong Liu, please return to Your Majesty when you go back, and say that the courtiers thank Your Majesty for your grace and thank Your Majesty Longen." ”

Liu Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Feng Qiao's words, and hurriedly handed over the holy decree of marriage to Feng Qiao, and then helped Feng Qiao to get up and said sincerely: "Thank you for your forgiveness." ”

"Your Majesty ordered the servants to tell Lord Feng and the county lord that the wedding date is set for September 20, which is an auspicious day personally selected by Qin Tianjian Zheng, during this time, the county lord can be married in the mansion with peace of mind, if there is any need, the county lord can order someone to send a message to the slave, and the celebrant will never dare to slack off half a point. ”

Seeing that Feng Qizhou's face was already dark, there was cold air in front of him.

Liu Qingsong didn't dare to say more, so he took a step back and saluted the two of them: "The holy decree has been issued, and the slave has to return to the palace to resume his life, so he won't stay longer, and he will be happy in the future, I wish the county lord and the marquis of Liao a hundred years together, and they will grow old..."

Feng Qizhou's eyes were like knives, and he stabbed his life.

Liu Qingsong only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the festive words he still wanted to say in his mouth instantly choked, he didn't have the slightest intention of begging for a reward, so he hurriedly waved his hand to the people beside him, and asked them to carry the things sent from the palace into the Rong'anbo Mansion, and directly took the soles of the people's feet to smear the oil.

As soon as the people in the palace left, the people who were originally standing in front of the door became lively.

Many people smiled and said hello to Feng Qizhou, and some people were full of envy when they joked, but before they spoke, Feng Qizhou directly swept his cold eyes, which instantly silenced a group of people.

Feng Qizhou snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the mansion directly.

Feng Qiao looked at his father, who was so angry that his head was about to smoke, and hurriedly followed with the holy decree.

A group of people in front of the door immediately began to talk.

"Why is this Lord Feng so angry?"

"Don't you know the relationship between Feng Qizhou and the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion? On weekdays, the two of them are incompatible, and they can't kill each other, but now they have become Weng's son-in-law, and His Majesty doesn't know what he thinks, why did he give marriage to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion and the Rong Anbo Mansion?"

Then Liao Chuxiu and Feng Qiao's family backgrounds are both first-class and good, who can't they give it, but they have to get the two of them together?

When the person next to him heard this, he hurriedly pulled the man: "Don't kill you, Your Majesty's affairs dare to be discussed!"

The man's face changed, and his voice was a little quieter: "I'm not wrong, you didn't see that Feng Qizhou was ready to resist the decree just now, if it weren't for his daughter's knowledge of the overall situation, I'm afraid this matter wouldn't end so well today." ”

With the relationship between Feng Qizhou and Liao Chuxiu, this family has a narrow path, and they will become a family in the future, and they will not have to make a fuss.

There was no end to the discussion outside the door, and when Feng Qiao entered with the holy decree, he saw Feng Qizhou's face darkening and staring at the things in that place.

"Daddy. Feng Qiao called softly.

Feng Qizhou looked at the holy decree in her hand and gritted her teeth angrily: "What did that dog do!?"

Feng Qiao shook her head, she didn't know what was going on.

After she came back from Jiyun Temple, she just sent a few copies of the Buddha to Liao Chuxiu, she just wanted to tease him, and she stayed in the house since then and didn't go out, and she didn't even see Liao Chuxiu's people.

How did she know why Emperor Yongzhen suddenly gave her and Liao Chuxiu a marriage, and even if he coerced, he wanted to force them to accept this marriage?

Feng Qiao said in a low voice: "Maybe this thing wasn't done by Liao Chuxiu, maybe Xiao Shu suddenly gave the marriage for some other reason." ”

"Fart! If this hadn't been done by that bitch, Lao Tzu would have cut off his head and used it as a stool for him to sit on!"

Feng Qizhou directly burst into foul language when he heard this.

The little bastard thought about kidnapping his daughter, and in the past few years, he has carried him on his back to climb the wall of his yard.

Liao Chuxiu had asked to marry several times before, but he had rejected him, and he wanted to keep Feng Qiao in the mansion for a few more years, but that son of a son was good, and he dared to turn around and calculate the emperor's marriage, and he was so bold!