"Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: Su Yuqing, the daughter of Prime Minister Su Yuwen, is gentle and modest, graceful, talented, virtuous, and virtuous. He was specially named the lord of Jingyue County, and chose a day to form a good alliance with the prince of Khotan to form a good relationship between Qin and Jin, and permanently consolidate the frontier. Chincis. ”

The scorching sun is like fire, with a burning breath ruthlessly sprinkled over every inch of the Wuqian Dynasty, and even the majestic and glorious Jinluan Palace, under the exposure of the scorching sun, also rises like a heat wave, distorting people's vision.

In the middle of the main hall, an official wearing a purple silk court uniform knelt respectfully in the center of the hall, his forehead touched the ground, and he knelt down for a long time in a five-body posture. The officials on both sides of the hall stood in order of rank, and a few of them seemed to have a very good relationship with the person in the center of the hall, although they showed concern, they were silent at this time, and did not dare to intercede for them. Under the emperor's anger, who dares to touch his beard and touch his eyebrows?

Emperor Wuqian sat on the dragon chair, watching his first-class master resist the decree in this way of kneeling and knocking, the flames rising in his heart seemed to be more hot and violent than the sun outside the hall, and the fierce light shot out of his bright and resolute eyes almost wanted to burn the people who knelt in front of him, from the majestic figure like a pine and cypress, constantly exuding a cold and majestic atmosphere, as well as the fierce anger that burned with hope, swept everything in the Jinluan Palace.

As the prime minister of the Wuqian Dynasty, Su Yuwen never thought that he was now in a position above ten thousand people under one person, even if he abandoned his face, bowed to the ground, and even did not hesitate to anger the Emperor Qianwu, he could not change the fate of his eldest daughter.

"Lord Su, it is precisely because of the emperor's grace that your concubine Su He'er married to the general of the town of Beida, and now, your eldest daughter has been named the lord of Jingyue, married to the prince of Khotan, the princess of Khotan, the second daughter of your Su family all married into the high gate, so Longen, why didn't Lord Su quickly receive the decree and thank you?" After receiving the vague hint from Emperor Wuqian, Hubu Shangshu, who was standing on the left, took a step, and slowly spoke in a pleasant voice with a hint of embarrassment and eagerness.

Su Yuwen was already sweating, due to the hot weather and the emperor's anger, the ground in front of his forehead was wet with sweat, and his eyes were also blurred by sweat stains. He didn't understand, as a first-class Zaifu, why didn't the emperor consult with him in advance, and read the holy decree directly on the top of the main hall, which caught him off guard. Angry and anxious, he knelt on the ground desperately, begging the emperor to take back the holy decree, knowing that this would cause monstrous anger, he even disregarded the consequences of the court's protest against the decree, whether he would be immediately executed, he only knew that he was reluctant, really reluctant to marry the baby concubine he held in the palm of his hand to marry the ancient Khotan of the Western Regions, this time, maybe for the rest of his life, not to meet!

At this time, hearing the words of Zhou Mingjie, the head of the household department, who was half-reproached and half-persuaded, Su Yuwen knew that there was no room for turning this matter around, and it was useless to ask for it again. What's more, Zhou Mingjie clearly mentioned his concubine and son-in-law Xue Yihan, the general of Zhenbei, clearly hinting to him that if he continued to make trouble like this, the emperor would not take back his fate, and even worse, he would implicate his daughter and son-in-law.

Thinking of Xue Yihan, Su Yuwen glanced sideways slightly, glancing at it from the corner of his eye, Xue Yihan stood indifferently among the ministers, his posture was tall and heroic, on his handsome and delicate face, his long eyebrows were like mountains, silent, and the narrow and cold pupils under his eyebrows were as deep as a valley, not revealing the slightest emotion, and the thin lips that were tightly pursed were obviously ruddy colors, but they were full of murderous coldness. He didn't seem to have heard the decree at all, and he didn't even have a hint of expression on his face.

Su Yuwen moved his gaze back and looked at the ground under his nose, a burst of coolness welled up in his heart like a tide, Xue Yihan was so cold and ruthless! Sigh secretly, now he really can't do anything! Ren was reluctant in his heart, he had to swallow the saliva blocked in his throat bitterly, raised his hands that were as heavy as a thousand gold, respectfully raised them above his head, trembled slightly and took the scroll that carried the fate of his daughter's life, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you Shengshang Longen, long live my emperor, long live long live." ”

After Emperor Wuqian heard Su Yuwen's hoarse and dry voice, his eyes flashed with Long Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept over the three princes standing stiffly in the hall intentionally or unintentionally, and in just a short moment, Emperor Wugan snorted coldly in his heart, and the son who was like a Zhilan jade tree was standing aside with a blue face. Whether he is the daughter of Su Yuwen's family who really likes it, or he is trying to win over this erudite cabinet scholar for the position of the crown prince, as an emperor, in order to consolidate the regime, it will not be as he wants, not to mention, after Su Yuqing marries, it is when he becomes the prince, this is also his own choice.

Thinking of this, Emperor Wuqian's eyes were like a reckoning, and he glanced at the silent people in the hall, with the eunuch's sharp "retreat", Emperor Wuqian stood up, took unhurried steps, and left the hall calmly, but in the corner of his eye, Su Yuwen, who sat on the court, his face was pale and sweaty, so that a trace of sigh also rose in his heart, but unfortunately, he could only wronged the woman who Zhong Ling Xiuyu married to Khotan in the Western Regions, and it was broken for nearly a month, and the undercurrent and rumors in the court were surging.