Xu Jing also talked to Zhao Xiyan about today's events with his eyebrows.

"Sister Yue'er, General Feng is worthy of being a good general of the Great Jin, and the method he has come up with is really good. When I accompanied the queen to dinner, I whispered to the mother. The mother is also in favor. As soon as I ascended the throne, I issued an edict."

Zhao Xiyan pursed his lips and smiled: "You say, will General Feng muttered in his heart, thinking that you already had an idea, but you just want to use him as a shield."

"No!" Xu Jing was full of confidence: "I sincerely ask for advice, General Feng knows that I understand me, and he will never misunderstand."

Zhao Xiyan smiled again: "You have confidence."

Xu Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The mood of a good general to meet Mingjun is only understood by me and him."

Zhao Xiyan's chicken skin arm was numbed by the meat.

However, Xu Jing is in a good mood, which is always a good thing.

"The enthronement ceremony is just a few days away." Xu Jing laughed in a low voice: "Niang Niang specially instructed me today, let me come back and tell you, and pack up as soon as possible. After the enthronement ceremony, they moved into the palace. Also, the Ministry of Rites has chosen an auspicious day, and the sixth day of the lunar month is an auspicious day, and the queen's canonization ceremony is set on that day."

Zhao Xiyan responded with a smile, but he didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly sighed lightly.

Xu Jing is worthy of being a little bamboo horse who grew up together, and immediately guessed Zhao Xiyan's thoughts: "Are you unwilling to live in the palace?"

Zhao Xiyan said in a low voice: "In my previous life, I was in the palace for two years, and I was intrigued all day long, dealing with the queen's concubines, and dealing with the provocation and meanness of the queen mother's princess. I really don't have a good impression of the palace."

Xu Jing immediately said, "If you don't want to go, don't go. Just live in the Beihai Palace. In the future, I will go to the palace every day to deal with political affairs, and I will come back in the evening. It's like going up and down."

Zhao Xiyan was heartwarming and funny, and reached out to pat the back of Xu Jing's hand: "The emperor and empress don't live in the palace, it's too unseemly. I'm just casually saying, don't mess around."

Xu Jing hummed, took Zhao Xiyan into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Crescent Yue'er, my harem, you will always be the only one."

So, don't be afraid, don't worry. No matter how big the palace is, there are only two of us.

Zhao Xiyan's nose was a little sour, and the moment he raised his head, a trace of water flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth raised: "Well, I believe you."

In the anticipation of everyone, the day of the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor has finally arrived.

The father and son of the Marquis of Zhongyong rushed to the capital the day before. Marquis Zhongyong could barely stand for a stick of incense, and he couldn't hold up the enthronement ceremony for a whole day, so he had to regretfully stay in Gaofu. The eldest son, Gao Wang, led the following brothers into the palace to participate in the ceremony.

Mrs. Gao fell ill because her second son died on the battlefield, and she was much thinner than before. The husband and wife were lying on the couch and the other was sitting on the edge of the bed, each with their own thoughts, but there was no joy of reunion.

"Today, the new emperor ascends the throne, all the vassal kings and princes are in the palace, hundreds of officials enter the palace, and even the thirteen state assassins and generals are there, and the palace must be very lively."

The Marquis of Zhongyong was silent for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth to sigh.

A general who has been in power for more than 20 years can no longer lead troops into battle, can no longer raise a sword and shoot arrows, and even has no strength to participate in the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor.

It's so miserable.

Madame Gao knew her husband's thoughts, and comforted her softly, "Our sons have all gone to the palace. You've fought all your life for Dajin, haven't you fought enough? In the future, I will tell the old man and spend a few days of leisure in the house."

The Marquis of Zhongyong snorted, and was silent again.

It was Mrs. Gao, who remembered the second son who died, and cried again: "Erlang just went, if it weren't for you and Da Lang, I wouldn't like to go with Erlang."

The Marquis of Zhongyong was also very uncomfortable in his heart, but he said, "Jiangmen Erlang, it is common for the horse leather shroud. So many people died on the battlefield, who is not someone else's son. They can die, why can't Erlang die in battle? Even I almost died on the spot. If it weren't for Xu San's desperate rescue, the Gao family would have to hold two funerals."

Mrs. Gao didn't know whether to cry or be angry, so she wiped a handful of tears with her hand: "That's it, I will be better to Erlang's daughter-in-law in the future." If she doesn't want to keep it, let her remarry. Jiro

The children left behind are raised by my grandmother."

Marquis Zhongyong nodded and said to Mrs. Gao, "I have settled the family affairs for peace. When the prince ascends the throne, Xu San will come to the door to propose. You speak peacefully."

Mrs. Gao: "......"

There's a lot of information in these few sentences.

Madam Gao's mind was buzzing, and she grabbed the arm of the Marquis of Zhongyong: "What did the Marquis say? What a family affair, what Xu San! I didn't even know anything!"

Zhongyong Hou was patient and told the story of the marriage that day: "...... On that day, I discussed marriage with my son and made a verbal marriage contract. I haven't told you about this yet, but I want to come back and tell you in person."

Mrs. Gao was still in shock, and subconsciously twisted it hard: "For such a big matter, you didn't ask Pingping, and you didn't discuss it with me, so it was decided?" That Xu San is a pro-soldier, we are such a precious daughter, why did you allow it out so easily? You, you, you're going to me off!"

Marquis Zhongyong grinned in pain: "It hurts, it hurts! It hurts me! Let go!"

Mrs. Gao also had the reputation of the Rouge Tiger when she was young, and after letting go, she still had a straight face and glared at Zhongyonghou fiercely: "I want to listen carefully to what you think."

Zhongyong Hou calmed down and said in a low voice, "Xu San is a personal soldier, but it also depends on whose personal soldier it is. The prince will be enthroned as the new emperor today, and Xu San has been released from his good name, changed his name to Xu Shan, and served as a general in the Tiger Camp. He is a confidant of the new emperor, and he will be reused in the future. Why aren't you worthy of our daughter?"

"Pingping is not too young, she will be eighteen years old in the New Year, do you really want to keep her as an old girl?"

Mrs. Gao was dumbfounded for a moment, and most of her momentum was vented: "Then you shouldn't make a private engagement either. You haven't thought about what you would do if you weren't happy?"

Marquis Zhongyong glanced at his wife: "I just thought about my daughter, so I married this family business for her. Who is in her heart, don't you know it, a mother?"

Mrs. Gao: "......"

Gao Pingping's girlish thoughts, how can a mother not see it? Iris had already quietly reported it to her in private. She kept pretending not to know.

Zhongyong Hou said again, "In this case, call Pingping over now. Let's ask in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Gao Pingping, who had been hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, entered the room with a red face and said loudly, "Dad, mother, don't ask, I'm willing."

Mrs. Gao: "......"

Marquis Zhongyong: "......"