"Official, when are we going home?"

Cao Wei, who had been thinking about her parents for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask. "Co*Fun*Words*Love*First*Fa ()』

Of course, in Cao Wei's heart, missing her parents at home is only one of them, and the most important thing is to return to her hometown with her husband, who is the champion of Xinke's civil and military skills. Isn't there a saying that "wealth and nobility do not return to their hometown, such as clothes and brocade at night"?

In fact, I am familiar with officialdom life, whether it is the former Caiyun princess Yan Jing or the tungsten princess Ruirui, they don't like such noisy days very much, and they yearn for the peaceful life in Shanglong Village. It's just that they all know that if Cong Ye wants to go back, he must get the emperor's consent. That is to say, Cong Ye must first go home to save his relatives, and only after the emperor's permission can he set off.

Looking at the women around him, Cong Ye said indifferently:

"Okay, I'll play it right away, and ask the emperor to allow him to go home and save his relatives; Crossing into Daji. ”

It's just that when Cong Ye's recital was handed over, not only did he not wait for the emperor's permission, but waited for the holy decree of marriage.

As soon as he heard that the emperor was going to marry his youngest princess Yiyang to him, Cong Ye was inevitably a little suspicious.

Princess Xian'er of Yiyang, when she was announced to Kunning Palace to meet the Queen Mother last time, she had met once, it was still a little girl of seven or eight years old, how could the emperor marry such a young girl to himself? Besides, he already has thirteen wives, and the emperor knows about it.

When Cong Ye followed the eunuch into the palace to thank him, he heard the emperor say:

"Although Princess Yiyang is a little younger, neither her intelligence nor knowledge can be compared with her peers. Giving marriage to you, this is not only what I mean, but also what the Queen Mother means. ”

The matter has come to this, even if Cong Ye has ten thousand unwillingness in his heart, as long as he still wants to stay in this country, he must comply. Therefore, Cong Ye can only give thanks verbally.

"Go, go back, I will send a decree to the Ministry of Rites and Rites to choose an auspicious day for you to get married."

Cong Ye wanted to ask him what he said about returning to his hometown and province, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.

When Cong Ye returned to the guest house, all the women who surrounded him looked at him silently with a strange look, until Cong Ye looked a little hairy, and Yan Jing took the lead and said:

"Congratulations to my husband for having another princess as a wife."

"Congratulations, sir."

Only Cao Wei bowed her head silently and said nothing.

"What's wrong with Xiaowei?"

"Official, the slave family is from a humble background, but fortunately, none of the sisters dislike the slave family. However, Princess Yiyang is the emperor's favorite daughter today, and she will ...... in the future. ”

Cong Ye pulled Cao Wei into his arms and said in an affirmative tone:

"Xiao Wei can rest assured, whether it is a princess or not, as long as it is my woman, she will be treated equally. Didn't Xiaowei see Xiao Jing and Xiao Li, as well as Mei Lan Zhuju? Have I ever despised them? ”

Indeed, if it is purely about background, it is not Cao Wei who is the lowest.

In fact, Cao Wei's worries are also the common aspirations of the other ten girls except for Yan Jing and Rui Rui, the two former princesses. Even Lin Cai and Jia Yue's four daughters are not without worries.

"Sir, we're in the country of Barley now."

"Don't worry, Xiaoli, if you don't like to stay here, we can leave immediately."

knew that Cong Ye had always been able to say and do, but Cao Wei was reluctant at first.

"Official, the slave family doesn't mean that."

"You can rest assured, if Princess Yiyang marries and is pampered and proud, I will divorce her."

After hearing this, Yan Jing not only did not express surprise, but raised her hand to cover her mouth and laughed.

"I'm afraid that my husband will be reluctant when the time comes."

Soon, the Ministry of Rites selected the wedding date of Princess Yiyang and the champion of Xinke Wenwu on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, and there are only twenty-eight days left to reads(); Agent Military Concubine.

Cong Ye knew that before the wedding with Princess Yiyang, it was impossible to go back to Shanglong Village to save his relatives, so he could only write a letter to his family and send it back to report his peace to Cao Zheng and his wife. As for the changes in Shanglong Village in Yi County, Cong Ye and Cao Wei didn't know anything.

It wasn't until the fourth day of the first month of June, when an official claiming to be named Qian Junde came to visit him, that he learned a thing or two from him.

Since the civil and military champions and the first, almost all the officials in the court and the central government have come to visit and say goodbye, especially after the emperor gave him a marriage. For example, when officials from other counties like Qian Junde returned to Beijing to report their duties, they were the first to come to pay a special visit.

What makes Cong Ye strange is that after the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Xin Kai, the sixth prince who was once named King Rong in Linhe Mansion, was summoned into the mansion to meet once, but now that he has won the double champion of civil and military affairs, there is no prince to recruit him, this matter cannot but make Cong Ye feel very puzzled.

The emperor's decree to build the champion mansion was completed on May 12, and the emperor immediately wrote a plaque of "Horse Mansion" to replace the original Champion Mansion, so the dowry of Princess Yiyang from the thirteenth day began to move into the newly completed Horse Mansion.

Until the day before the sixth wedding in early June, the large dowry was finally moved. On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, from the morning onwards, it was the finesse of Princess Yiyang's dowry that was sent to the Horse Mansion one after another. Especially the servants in the palace who gave it to the Horse Mansion, there were more than 300 men and women, not including the people who Princess Yiyang personally called.

At noon, the sixteen sedan chairs were slowly carried into the Horse Mansion in the sound of ceremonial music, and then the congratulatory gifts of the princes were also sent over one after another. Not only did the congratulatory gifts come, but all the thirteen princes of the current saint were absent, and all of them rushed to attend the wedding of Princess Xian'er and the champion of Xinke Wenwu Congye.

After hearing the news, Cong Ye hurriedly came to the door to greet him, except for the sixth prince Rong Wang Xinkai, the other twelve did not know each other, and could only listen to the mouth of the ceremonial officer, and temporarily kept the twelve princes silently in their hearts.

"Congratulations to my brother-in-law, congratulations to my brother-in-law."

Almost every prince had such a set of rhetoric, and when it came to the sixth prince Xinkai, he heard him say:

"The champion of Xinke's civil and military affairs is overjoyed, and Xiao Wang Xinkai is polite."

While saluting Cong Ye, he leaned over and whispered:

"Do you know why my brother-in-law hasn't shown up since high school?"

Cong Ye is wondering about this, where will he know.

"I'm not going to hide it, it's exactly my idea Sixth Brother."

After speaking, he deliberately handed Cong Ye a smug look, and then walked into the Horse Mansion.

Cong Ye found that this wedding was far more grand than when she won Princess Caiyun Yan Jing in Gaochun Kingdom.

The lively wedding lasted until the middle of the year, when the guests said goodbye and left.

And then a set of customs in the cave house was carried out for nearly an hour and a half, and the time had come to the beginning of the year, and the sun had already set.

When a wedding banquet was set up in the cave, whether it was a female official or a maid, after lighting a red candle as thick as a child's arm, they all quietly withdrew.

Only now was Cong Ye able to lift the red hijab on Princess Xian'er of Yiyang. While lifting the red hijab, Cong Ye thought to himself, it was really difficult for this eight-year-old girl, who had been sitting for almost four hours since noon.