The Holy Emperor really still prefers Jia Dongfeng to the bones, it seems that the day when Jia Dongfeng will lift the ban and restore his favor is just around the corner, only the days of these courtiers are dark:

"Wechen obeys!"

"Wechen obeys!"

……

However, even if you grit your teeth, you have to respond respectfully. After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty's Yulu was especially worse than the previous dynasty, although the Holy Emperor was moody and scolded at every turn, but after ascending the throne, he did not kill many ministers, compared to those people in the Golden Light Hall back then, their fate was much better. Thinking about it carefully, it's just a few children, and it's worth it to change the family's glory and peace.

Only Zheng Youwei sneered in his heart, the Holy Emperor suspected that it was him, so he let him take care of the affairs that should be the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites, and deliberately ordered his granddaughter to test him.

He has endured humiliation for three years, and he doesn't care about this time, let alone a woman in the family.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for keeping you in mind and obeying your orders!" Zheng Youwei said respectfully, as if he had taken on all kinds of difficult tasks arranged by the Holy Emperor thousands of times.

Jia Yi was surprisingly patient today, coldly watching the people in the first hall slowly withdraw, looking at the golden splendor above the Golden Light Palace. This is obviously a gloomy place that can't be found in the summer sun, but it is the ancestor of the Tang Dynasty who has created this magnificence, which makes people mistakenly think that this place is bright and selfless, and can even replace Lang Lang's Qiankun.

But she knows very well that under the gold and jade in this room, how much blood has been shed and how many souls have been suppressed, this is a place where she can't see the sun, and she can't see the sun.

Everyone carefully hid their pickled thoughts, but their words were like swords and swords, and when they talked, they divided into conspiracies......

It had been her favorite place, but now she had a hint of disgust and anger.

Is it too long since you killed someone?

dared to attack the prince of the country again and again.

She closed her eyes, although Jia Dongfeng was intermittently willful, his brain was also unusually good, and he dealt with dozens of important matters in less than an hour, and even properly presented the strategy of selecting the "clan girl" from the minister's line for the request of Daqi and his relatives.

However, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

This is not only a disaster against her and Jia Dongfeng, but also a disaster against Da Zhou.

Although Da Zhou has some family background, it is still far from enough compared with Daqi, which has a vast territory and is full of talents.

And saying no to Daqi requires a huge price.

Different from the mutual suspicion and strict waiting of the monarchs and ministers of the Great Zhou, Qi Huaizhen, the princess of the Guguo Kingdom of the Great Qi, was driving to the gorgeous car of the Great Zhou to look at the things about Jia Dongfeng sorted out by the spies, and glanced at the trivial things such as the year and time of her birth, and swept over her deeds of being a six-year-old farmer, weighing the world's talents at the age of eight, becoming one of the three uniques of the Tang Dynasty at the age of thirteen, and defeating the prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty at the age of eighteen, I couldn't help but praise: "This girl has a very good appetite for me, she is really a talent, if she was born in my Daqi, she can also be worthy of this queen." ”

Seeing Qi Huaixuan's disapproving look, Qi Huaizhen flipped through the black history of Jia Dongfeng's fourteen-year-old husband, fifteen-year-old daughter, and seventeen-year-old face full of Great Zhou, and smiled unconsciously, and glanced at Qi Huaixuan playfully: "I said, why did you agree so quickly, and you still made a fuss about asking for marriage in person, thinking that you would hide in Chonghua Palace when you took refuge in Da Zhou, right?" Have you ever been the face of others? Did the girl treat you well? It's excellent to think about, otherwise why would you spend so much time on it, and it's a battle to hand over your credentials and ask for marriage in person......"

Qi Huaixuan's handsome and cold face suddenly darkened: "I'm extremely smart, where can't I hide?" It's just that she looks a little more beautiful than other girls, her mind is smarter than other girls, and the things she likes are more special than other girls, which is rare for me to look at. You have to marry a wife left and right, why don't you marry someone you can see? ”

"Does that girl fancy you?" Qi Huaizhen touched his nose and chased after him somehow.

At this time, the carriage didn't know what to do, Qi Huaizhen sat unsteadily, and rushed forward directly.

Qi Huaixuan was able to dodge it, and directly let his own sister fall into the mud, and said unhurriedly: "If this is a carriage designed by Jia Dongfeng, it will never be so bumpy." ”

Qi Huaizhen stood up in embarrassment, rubbed his aching forehead and shouted: "I'm your own sister, you misogyny, don't you even support your own sister?" Do you still want to hug the beauty like this? People are all in a room, all of them are gentle and careless, which one is not better than you? ”

Qi Huaixuan unslowly took out a cloth bag from his arms, shook it away with his left hand, pulled out a silver needle with lightning speed with his right hand, and continued to say with a cold face: "With my medical skills, there is no match in the world!" ”

Qi Huaizhen covered his head and grinned, and laughed out loud without any image: "Qi Huaixuan, I bet with you, even if you offer sixteen Great Qi cities this time, I'm afraid that girl won't marry you!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage stopped.

Daqi's entourage palace attendants walked to Qi Huaixuan's carriage with uniform steps, bent down and laid a fine wool carpet, which stretched all the way to the palace of Da Zhou.

The carpet was tightly woven and looked milky white from a distance, but when you got closer, you could see white corners dotted with silver leaves.

Luxury, Daqi is really luxury.

Ye Nanfeng's eyes widened and he smacked his mouth and looked at the carpet.

Different from the nouveau riche of the Great Zhou, the luxury of Daqi is more low-key and introverted. This palm-sized carpet is equivalent to a gold brick in the Golden Light Hall of the Great Zhou, but it is much weaker and less durable than the gold brick.

Immediately after that, the gate of Daqi's unusually exquisite car Luan opened, and a radiant silver-clad guard jumped down, Ye Nanfeng especially noticed that although this guard was not very old, there was a white brocade chicken embroidered on the chest of his silver robe, which was the symbol of the military attache of Daqi, which meant that this person's identity was the leader of the emperor's personal silver winged guard.

Next, a pair of silver Liuhe boots slowly descended the steps.

Ye Nanfeng looked up along his boots, and saw a gray-clothed man wearing a slim and tall cut and embroidered silver dragon pattern walking down, his waist was a transparent white jade pendant, tied with nine sections and eighteen turns of gray silk, and the cuff neckline was a simple narrow sleeve square neckline.

It's just that this Great Qi Emperor put his hands in his sleeves, and his handsome face was tight, as if shrouded in a layer of cold frost, forming a layer of air around him that could be isolated, as if the affairs of the outside world had nothing to do with him, he didn't want to pay attention to others, and he didn't want anyone to pay attention to him.

It's not like he's here to ask for a marriage, but it's like he's here to collect debts.

Ye Nanfeng smiled and greeted him with a spring breeze on his face: "Your Majesty ......"

Only the guard who came down first nodded at him slightly, and His Majesty, the cold and arrogant Emperor of Great Qi, who didn't even have a good eyeball, walked straight into the palace along the beautiful woolen carpet, as if he had walked into his own home.

Sure enough, it was a bad comer.

Ye Nanfeng gritted his teeth and thought, he didn't know which turtle king's eighth grandson attracted this evil god and ruined his plan.

That's right, he wants to be the king of the country, but he doesn't want to be the king of the dead country.