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Yes, the form of the Zhuo family is really elusive. These three concubines are all opposites, and all of them are in the most important positions. It stands to reason that the Zhuo family should undoubtedly stand on the opposite side of them, and they should also suppress it.

But suddenly a streamer general appeared, and the weight of one bare, but it was not worse than the other three concubines combined. In addition, the two generals of the Zhuo family's big house are also on the side of Huairong Palace.

In this way, the Zhuo family is standing on both sides. Whoever gives up either side will lose half of the meat.

This gets to the point. All the ministers sitting down turned their heads to look at Zhao Fengyao.

"This matter can only be decided after General Streamer's class returns to the court. Zhao Fengyao said. Between the words, General Streamer has a great status. Even if he is a son of the world, he will wait for her to come back and then discuss it.

The adults sitting below had no objections. As General Streamer, it is only natural to wait for her to come back and then discuss it.

Seeing that the adults no longer had any objections, Zhao Fengyao said again: "There is another matter to discuss with the adults. ”

Hearing this, all the adults sitting below turned their heads to look at Zhao Fengyao, waiting for him to say the following.

Zhao Fengyao's gaze swept over everyone, and his voice was soft: "Su Xin of the household department is going to move, and the cabinet is also going to start moving." ”

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The early summer wind swept through the capital, and in the afternoon the trees shouted noisily.

On June Bingmao Day, Sun Zhuo's two families of the three major families in the capital got married, because they were both in the innermost part of the alley of the east family, but it was the distance from the south to the north of the forked road. Since dawn, the two families have been putting up lights and beating gongs and drums.

The entire alley of the owner is full of red lanterns and flower paper-cuts. In the richest alley in the capital, people with heads and faces went to this wedding. For a while, the entire street was empty.

The wedding is completed in one step, and the wedding is given in the morning. Beating gongs and drums to send ten miles of red makeup. The bride has arrived at the Sun family at the end of the other side, and the Zhuo family here is still carrying the dowry tied with red silk outside. It is said that after the bride was carried to the Sun family, it took two hours to finish, and the maids in each house were all piled up on the side of the road to watch the excitement, and the crowded alley of the east family was not lively.

Then there was the chapel, the salute, and after a whole day of bustle, the tired bride was finally sent into the new house. Then follow the groom to complete the ceremony in the new house.

Zhuo Yirou sat on the bed, with a three-pound bead crown on her head, and her back ached. But there was a happy smile on the face covered under the red hijab.

The bride on the side was still babbling a lot of auspicious words, and the slightest smile made her unable to close her mouth.

The bride and the guests were still noisy in the new room. Zhuo Yirou picked up the wine handed over to the side, drank a glass of wine with Sun Yunzhou, and let the bride pass the 'tent' ceremony, and finally Zhuo Yirou took a strand of hair handed by Sun Yunzhou and gently wrapped it around the hair she had prepared.

She couldn't tell how she felt in her heart, she always felt like she had fallen into a honey pot. That sweetness, that happiness, the impact of the happiness made her float a little. It's like stepping on cotton.

After 'knotting her hair', she vaguely watched Sun Yunzhou go out with the guests in the house through the red hijab of ice silk, and watched Qin'er close the door and walk next to her.

When the voices outside the house were far away, she gently lifted the corner of the red hijab and looked inside the room. The room was large, clean and tidy, with large bookshelves in the compartments with many books on them.

Zhuo Yirou looked at the bookshelf, and the smile on her face deepened. He must have been reading there in the past.

What a wonderful person, sitting in a chair under the window, reading a book. Later, there was one more person reading books on the bookshelf.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly thought of when she went to Fanlin Temple to draw lots many years ago. She drew a lot. How can it be signed?

Zhuo Yirou sneered. Old god stick.

"Girl, this hijab is for my aunt to pick it up personally. Hurry up and put it down. Qin'er, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and reminded Zhuo Yirou in a low voice.

At this time, she was in a very good mood, and for Qin'er's reminder, Zhuo Yirou was not as cold as in the past. It was rare to put down the red hijab obediently.

Then sat on the new bed dignifiedly, quietly waiting for her husband, the famous Ruyu son in the capital, to come back.

The red candles in the room flickered, and the candlelight flickered.

Zhuo Yirou forgot how long it had been, and suddenly heard a soft knock on the door. This voice instantly dispelled Zhuo Yirou's sleepiness

And scattered. Half-squinting, she woke up with a thrill.

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After 'knotting her hair', she vaguely watched Sun Yunzhou go out with the guests in the house through the red hijab of ice silk, and watched Qin'er close the door and walk next to her.

When the voices outside the house were far away, she gently lifted the corner of the red hijab and looked inside the room. The room was large, clean and tidy, with large bookshelves in the compartments with many books on them.

Zhuo Yirou looked at the bookshelf, and the smile on her face deepened. He must have been reading there in the past.

What a wonderful person, sitting in a chair under the window, reading a book. Later, there was one more person reading books on the bookshelf.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly thought of when she went to Fanlin Temple to draw lots many years ago. She drew a lot. How can it be signed?

Zhuo Yirou sneered. Old god stick.

"Girl, this hijab is for my aunt to pick it up personally. Hurry up and put it down. Qin'er, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and reminded Zhuo Yirou in a low voice.

At this time, she was in a very good mood, and for Qin'er's reminder, Zhuo Yirou was not as cold as in the past. It was rare to put down the red hijab obediently.

Then sat on the new bed dignifiedly, quietly waiting for her husband, the famous Ruyu son in the capital, to come back.

The red candles in the room flickered, and the candlelight flickered.

Zhuo Yirou forgot how long it had been, and suddenly heard a soft knock on the door. This voice instantly dispelled Zhuo Yirou's sleepiness

And scattered. Half-squinting, she woke up with a thrill.

After 'knotting her hair', she vaguely watched Sun Yunzhou go out with the guests in the house through the red hijab of ice silk, and watched Qin'er close the door and walk next to her.

When the voices outside the house were far away, she gently lifted the corner of the red hijab and looked inside the room. The room was large, clean and tidy, with large bookshelves in the compartments with many books on them.

Zhuo Yirou looked at the bookshelf, and the smile on her face deepened. He must have been reading there in the past.

What a wonderful person, sitting in a chair under the window, reading a book. Later, there was one more person reading books on the bookshelf.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly thought of when she went to Fanlin Temple to draw lots many years ago. She drew a lot. How can it be signed?

Zhuo Yirou sneered. Old god stick.

"Girl, this hijab is for my aunt to pick it up personally. Hurry up and put it down. Qin'er, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and reminded Zhuo Yirou in a low voice.