Chapter 18: Liwei
However, it is also a loss that she has no knowledge, otherwise Cui Haoran would not have chosen to let Xiao Yu be the emperor back then.
"Mother is merciful." Zhang Quande bent down respectfully.
Cui Yan said again: "I have always heard that my father-in-law likes to drink tea, so I brought a little from home, and I sent someone to send some to my father-in-law when the time came." ”
"Thank you for your love." Zhang Quande is a transparent person, and immediately understood what Cui Yan meant.
The queen has the heart to woo her, so he naturally will not refuse.
Even if this queen is not favored, even Xiangye has given up, Zhang Quande doesn't mind selling Cui Yan. It's all about begging for food in this palace, and it's better to have more friends than multiple enemies.
A eunuch can survive in the harem more difficult than these concubines. The women of the harem only need to please the emperor's favor, but they, in addition to their own masters to please, other masters in the palace must not be offended, and if they become stewards, they have to deal with the ministers.
It's better to have enemies left and right than to make enemies everywhere. I once again sighed in my heart that this queen is transparent and intelligent, and she can do things.
However, the words of the training are still indispensable.
Zhang Quande turned around and said sharply: "Bold maid, this is the palace, not as good as the Prime Minister's Mansion, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, the queen mother can not protect you every time if she can protect you once."
This is for the people of this dry palace, and it is also for the queen in the sedan chair.
In this palace, he is a eunuch, she is the queen, he is a slave, she is the master, but today, he still has the final say.
"Small...... Small...... I know, thank you father-in-law for teaching. Qinghe said tremblingly, but after a moment's effort, he actually walked around the ghost gate and came back.
"Alright, all of you get up, and make a salute." Zhang Quande retreated to the side. "Otherwise, this auspicious time should have passed."
Everyone stood there dumbfounded, neither walking nor not leaving.
The groom is not here, how can this be a ceremony, is it possible, really worship with a chair?
Cui Yan said: "Qinghe, help me get off the sedan chair." ”
The voice was calm, without a hint of panic.
"Yes, miss." Qinghe got up, opened the curtains, and helped Cui Yan up.
Cui Yan's calmness made Qinghe's heart feel at ease. She believes that no matter how big the difficulty is, her young lady has a way to solve it. The reason for this belief is not clear to her.
The bright red wedding dress, the cold wind blows the skirt, the shocking face under the red hijab is exposed, and under the snowflakes in the sky, the thin figure is weak and pitiful, and the beauty is moving.
Qinghe helped his young lady over the brazier and walked towards the Qiankun Palace.
The matchmaker glanced at Zhang Quande tremblingly, making sure that he would not attack herself again, so she cautiously followed.
In front of the Qiankun Hall is an empty square, and the place where Cui Yan got off the sedan chair is not too far from the main hall, but Cui Yan feels that this section of the road seems to have exhausted all her strength to finish.
The emperor's wedding, the hall was lit up, and the bright red and festive decoration almost dazzled people's eyes.
It's just that, except for the palace attendants, there are not many guests. Among them, except for some of Cui Haoran's henchmen, they are centrists who have not stood so far.
This time, the emperor didn't come, and everyone looked at Cui Yan like a good show.
The queen was newly married, and on the day of the wedding, she was slapped in the face by the saint in public! A woman, who is separated from the emperor's favor, how can she gain a foothold in the deep palace, not to mention, this woman is also regarded as an enemy by the emperor.