Sometimes, knowing more doesn't necessarily mean happiness; Sometimes, seeing through is not necessarily more free.

In this era when women are subordinate to men, and both the East and the West are no exception, Ding Yi can't be as casual as other people in this era. Accepting an emotionless woman as a concubine is not necessarily a difficult thing for any man in this era, but for Ding Yi, it is a difficult thing to accept.

It's not that he has any moral cleanliness, it's that it makes him feel fear.

This gave Ding Yi the feeling that he was being crushed by the wheel of history, little by little, and then gradually merged into this era.

But there are really many things, and it is not that Ding Yi can count what he said.

In the early dynasty of the Fengtian Palace, Yao Kui, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, came out of the class to discuss, that is, the princess of Daqin came from thousands of miles to marry Ding Yi at the behest of the last monarch of Daqin: "This matter should not be delayed, and the people of Beijing are also looking forward to it, and I also ask the emperor to issue a decree to teach this thousand-year-old country not to lose its inheritance with the will of the monarch of Daqin." ”

"What Aiqing said, I think it is true, the Ministry of Rites has drawn up a charter and handed it over!" Zhu Jianshen's face was also full of joy, it was really a matter of universal celebration, the ministers of the civil and military classes, and not even one of them jumped out to oppose it.

"Wait, start to play Your Majesty, this matter must not be, forgive the minister and cannot obey his fate!" Ding Yi saw that the posture was wrong, and hurriedly came out of work to protect himself.

The emperor did not open