Out of Xiangluan Pavilion, Zhao Zhen's brows tightened more and more, and he reprimanded Fu Jiuqu who followed him dissatisfiedly.

"You're so anxious? What about waiting a few more days? I don't want people to poke my backbone, saying that as soon as Wen Cheng left, I was going to arrange a marriage for my nephew......"

Fu Jiuqu's smile did not change.

"The official family is the Son of Heaven, what do you say, where is the turn of others to put their beaks......"

Zhao Zhen's figure stopped slightly, and turned his head to look at him.

"Honestly, what the hell is it for?"

Although Zhao Zhen was annoyed by Fu Jiuqu, he knew this nephew's temperament very well, and the reason for such urgency was definitely not so simple......

"Alas, I still can't hide it from your eyes." Fu Jiuqu sighed and said slowly: "Uncle, I don't have many days left. ”

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, stared at him, and scolded coldly.

"Nonsense! In order to force me to agree, you dare to say this kind of thing......"

Fu Jiuqu looked into his eyes, was silent for a moment, and every word was very clear: "My nephew doesn't dare to bully the king." If the uncle doesn't believe it, he can send Zhou Daozi to question. ”

"Really?" Zhao Zhen's beard on his jaw trembled slightly, as if he had exhausted his strength, and there was a thick powerlessness in his voice, "God really doesn't want to see me like this, and wants to take my relatives away from me one by one?" ”

Zhao Zhen believes that he is a saint, he has been diligent and conscientious all his life, and he dare not say that he is a generation of heroes, but under his governance, the Great Song Dynasty is also a country and the people, and the people are rich, and he can be called a good emperor......

He didn't know what kind of karma he had, and the children died one after another, and none of them were supported except Princess Fukang. is more than forty years old, you are an emperor, rich all over the world, but you can't keep a loved one.

"I ......" Zhao Zhen closed his eyes very sadly.

"Whatever you want."

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"Drive-drive-"

A horse drove through the royal street and stopped at the inn.

The horse neighed, and an attendant broke into the inn in a rage.

"Report, Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the holy decree has arrived!"

Xin Yi was talking to Xingyuan in the wing, scrubbing the feathers with warm water for Yinshuang, when he heard the voice, he was stunned for a moment, and continued as if nothing happened.

Soon, the inner eunuch Li Fu came in with the holy decree in his hand, followed by two small yellow doors, and a few guards, looking very cautious.

"The king of Dongchuan County received the order-"

Gao Minglou covered his injured lower abdomen, forced himself to smile and went out to greet him, and by the way, he asked someone to call Xin Yi, and then greeted Li Fu for a while, and stuffed a silver ingot.

"There is Lao Gonggong who runs this trip and drinks tea with it."

Li Fu's eyelids jumped.

"Thank you, King Dongchuan. The little ones don't dare to take ......"

He pushed back with a smile and slowly straightened his back.

"The king of Dongchuan is ready to take the order."

Xin Yi slowly came out with the support of the two girls.

The living room was silently waiting, standing in a proper manner, and even Gao Minglou had no extra expression.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Li Fu glanced at it, opened his arms and said with Huang Chengcheng's holy decree:

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: Dali Xiangguo's daughter Gao Zhenxiang, a famous noblewoman, gentle and sensitive, Shujing Yide, Hanzhang show. Now the two countries have a mutual contract, give marriage to the king of Guangling County, and choose an auspicious day to complete the marriage. Chin this! ”

The air in the hall was silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Xin Yi sensed Gao Minglou's displeasure and remained motionless.

After a while, I heard Gao Minglou whisper: "Ayima." ”

Xin Yi lowered his eyes, "I'm here." ”

Gao Minglou slowly straightened up and glanced at her.

"You will take the great event of your life, this holy decree."

Fools can see that this Dongchuan county king is very dissatisfied with his sister's marriage, Li Fu stood in place with the holy decree in his face expressionlessly, looking left and right.

Xin Yi nodded calmly and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Lord Long."

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One decree, two sorrows.

In the post house, it was reported that the king of Dongchuan County was unwell and sick in bed, and in the eldest princess's mansion, Zhao Yuqing was also in a hurry-

The first time she married her daughter-in-law, she was happy and worried, for fear that the marriage would not be done well, and she didn't know how the number of Dali rites was, so she quickly arranged for someone to inquire, and then felt that there was no treasure in the house to do the dowry.

The girls and mothers-in-law all smiled when they saw it.

"Your Highness doesn't have to worry so much, you have your own celestial supervisor for the selected date, and the wedding ceremony has your own etiquette department, Your Highness only needs to take care of your body and wait for your daughter-in-law's tea with peace of mind."

"Where can I not worry?" Zhao Yuqing was born to worry about his life, thinking left and right, and felt that he couldn't wait for a moment.

"No! Go and prepare a sedan chair for me, I'm going to Si Tianjian to ask for auspicious days......"

Fu Jiuqu entered the door refreshed, and saw his mother's anxious appearance.

He waved his hand, motioned for his subordinates to stand down, and then beckoned Sun Huai to come in with a tray.

"No matter how anxious my mother is, she has to take breakfast first."

The eldest princess was stunned for a moment, as if she remembered that she hadn't eaten yet.

"Whew!" She sat back with a smile, "Look at my memory, I'm really old......"

Fu Jiuqu didn't speak, and glanced at Sun Huai.

Grandpa Sun is the person who knows how to read faces, and his white and chubby face smiled like a mito, and he approached and put the porcelain cups in the tray on the table one by one.

"Your Royal Highness, this is made of lotus leaves and lotus seeds picked by Miss Ayima herself, lotus leaf porridge, lotus fragrant rice dumplings, and stewed black chicken with lotus seeds...... The girl said, let the eldest princess taste the taste......"

At this time, the lotus seeds are at the right time, and it is nothing for others to pick them, but Ayima's eyes are not good, so it takes a lot of effort. When Zhao Yuqing thought of this, her eyes turned red, and she was moved and relieved.

"Her eyes are inconvenient, how can she do such rough work, picking lotus and water, how dangerous it is."

Seeing his mother's appearance, Fu Jiuqu raised his chin towards Sun Huai and motioned for him to retreat first.

Then, casually sit down in a chair.

"Mother rest assured that her son accompanied her to pick the pick."

Zhao Yuqing sighed: "It's good that you have filial piety, you don't have to do this for me in the future, I don't have anything to eat in the house, why work hard for you ......"

Ayima said, it's different. This is her heart. ”

After Fu Jiuqu finished speaking, he saw Zhao Yuqing frowning and cleared his throat.

"Then I'll go back and talk about her, don't let my mother worry about it anymore......"

"Phew, bah, bah. What are you talking about, kid? Isn't this a misunderstanding? She thought I didn't like it. ”

Zhao Yuqing glared at him, brought out the experience of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship that he had observed and summarized over the years, and nagged Fu Jiuqu to teach him a lesson.

At the end, seeing that the corners of Fu Jiuqu's lips were raised as if he were desperately holding back a smile, he realized that his son was teasing himself.

"You bastard!"

Zhao Yuqing couldn't cry or laugh.

But if you think about it carefully, the last time her son joked and got close to her like this was when he was a child.

Zhao Yuqing suddenly sighed and discussed the big wedding with him.

"When the decree comes, the marriage should be done."

Fu Jiuqu nodded.

"According to the meaning of the mother, the wedding should be sooner rather than later, and there may be a shortage of ceremonies due to haste, but we can make up for it in the side aspects, raise a few more dowry gifts, and then collect some rare treasures to send over, and we will definitely have the face of Ayima......"

Fu Jiuqu nodded again.

No matter what Zhao Yuqing said, Fu Jiuqu did not object.

As long as he can marry Xin Yi, nothing else is in his consideration......

Until Zhao Yuqing said, "I'll go to Si Tianjian to ask later, and ask the supervisor to show us an auspicious day as much as possible, preferably in August, not September at the latest...... I can't wait to hold my grandson. ”

"Mother doesn't have to ask. I've chosen all the days. Fu Jiuqu suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yuqing was stunned by what he said, "Are you optimistic?" When? ”

A slight smile appeared on Fu Jiuqu's face.

"I took the birthday eight characters to find the abbot of the Great Xiangguo Temple to approve the day, the tenth day of the eighth month, and held a big gift before the Mid-Autumn Festival, just a family reunion."

Zhao Yuqing was a little surprised.

"Won't it be too rushed? Dali, can you be willing? ”

Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly, "I'll make them willing." ”

Zhao Yuqing felt that her son's eagerness was far better than her own, and she couldn't help but show a trace of worry on her face.

"Ah Jiu, shouldn't you be...... Give someone else's girl, what's wrong? ”

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyebrows: "What?" ”

Zhao Yuqing knew his temper, and when he saw that he was asking knowingly, but his face was calm and calm, he knew that his worries were superfluous.

She shook her head amusedly, lifted the lid of the porcelain cup, and slowly stirred it with a spoon.

"Marrying a wife is not a matchmaker, you don't need your mother to teach you this truth. Go ahead, get busy. There's a mother here at the wedding, so you don't have to worry about it......"

"Mother." Fu Jiuqu suddenly called out to her in a deep voice, and his stunning face had a slight touch of coolness.

"My son is getting married, you can tell me about my father, right?"

The spoon clanged against the porcelain cup, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Yuqing's face changed slightly, like a helpless child, her eyes dodged, and she barely showed a smile.

"Why did Ah Jiu suddenly remember to ask this?"

Fu Jiuqu stared at her and asked a question without answering.

"How did my father die?"