Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment. According to what she had thought before, the best situation was to escape safely under the protection of Li Shengxuan. As for the ghost gate, if she dealt with Ji Ningtian again, there would always be a way to protect herself and her family. people.
But she never expected that Li Shengxuan's real purpose was not only to test, but also to grant a marriage.
Speaking of which, she had known for a long time that Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing's engagement had been delayed. Ji Ningtian once said personally that it was for her.
In the past, Fang Zilan believed it, but she...
Thinking of this, Fang Zilan looked around and suddenly understood. It doesn't matter what the reason is. As long as His Majesty in Dajing doesn't open his mouth, it will be impossible for Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing, who are orphans of the previous dynasty, to get married.
Moreover, Ji Ningtian did not want to marry Wu Qing, perhaps because she was not the real daughter of the former General Zhenbei, King Pingnan, but was just a cover to attract people's hearts.
According to the information obtained by Mo Han, the former General Zhenbei, King Pingnan, has no descendants...
"Your Majesty." Su Yun's voice suppressed the discussion in the palace. He stood up and walked to the center of the palace. He saluted: "Prince Yuning and Princess Wuqing both belong to the Ji family and are cousins. According to the laws of the capital, Intermarriage is not allowed within three generations of the same clan. Your Majesty, please think twice."
Hearing this, Zou Hongqi also stood up and stood side by side with Su Yun, "Master Su, what you said is reasonable. Please think again, Your Majesty."
On the side, Wang Quanrui also saw the expression in the eyes of the Empress Dowager and stood up, "I second my opinion, please think twice."
Three important adults stood up. The other officials looked at each other and were hesitating whether to second the proposal when they heard Li Shengxuan say: "I remember that before the death of Concubine Shu in the previous dynasty, she used the jade pendant as a token to order for King Yuning and Princess Wuqing. Marriage is her last wish."
He paused as he spoke, "My father, Emperor Tai'an, also promised this marriage when he was on the throne."
Su Yun took a breath of air and looked at Zou Hongqi aside, but the other party was indifferent and still stood upright. But Wang Quanrui spoke up, "Since Your Majesty said so, I can't give you any advice. I just don't know where the token jade pendant is. Can I wait and see? It can also prove that this marriage is justifiable."
Li Shengxuan did not comment, and the Empress Dowager breathed a sigh of relief and followed Wang Quanrui's words: "The Minister of Rites is right. King Yuning, Princess Wuqing, please take out the token jade pendant so that all my ministers in the capital can open it." Open your eyes.”
Before she finished speaking, someone echoed: "Yes, I heard that the pair of jade pendants were donated by Persia to General Zhenbei, King Pingnan, to celebrate the wedding. They are unique in the world!"
Fang Zilan's heart tightened when she heard about the jade pendant, and when she heard that it was a Persian jade pendant, she felt even more complicated.
However, Wu Qing's face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. She looked at Ji Ningtian as if asking for help, but he did not respond at all, as if he had not recovered from the shock just now.
Seeing that everyone was vowing not to give up until they saw the jade pendants, Ji Ningtian slowly said: "Your Majesty, those pair of jade pendants were used as a burial companion when my mother passed away."
Everyone in the audience was shocked when he said this, but what Ji Ningtian said next was even more shocking. He said quietly: "But if Your Majesty and all your lords want to see it, I can order someone to take it out from my mother's coffin."
When he said these words, his expression and tone were too calm, as if he was a submissive puppet, numb and humble.
Fang Zilan pursed her lips and glanced at Ji Ningtian from the corner of her eyes. She wanted to find some different expression on his face, but why she was looking for him or what she was looking for, she couldn't tell clearly.
Wang Quanrui hesitated to speak. When Ji Ningtian said that the token jade pendant was buried with him, he originally wanted to say that since the token had been buried, the number of engagements could not be made. Who knew that Ji Ningtian added this sentence again, and it would appear too mean for him to speak again. . Is it really necessary to open the coffin? If he was really aggressive to that point, how could he have the dignity to be the Minister of Rites?
Su Yun was about to say a few words, but he never thought that Ji Ningtian thought to himself and said: "I would be extremely happy to have His Majesty's mercy on the engagement, but I don't know if Princess Wuqing is willing?"
Wu Qing bit her red lips lightly, folded her hands in front of her, and without waiting for Li Shengxuan to ask, she took the initiative and said: "I am also extremely happy. Your Majesty has the final say."
Fang Zilan felt particularly harsh when she heard the two people's extremely respectful words. It was obvious that he was unwilling, but he could only let it go.
Li Shengxuan's eyes swept across Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing, and finally fell on Fang Zilan. She was like an outsider, watching indifferently, neither sad nor happy.
But according to Zhuge Yu's investigation, Zixiu and the master of the ghost sect have a serious affair. If Ji Ningzhen is the master of the ghost sect, why doesn't Fang Zilan react at all?
"Since no one has any objections." Li Shengxuan said calmly, "Master Wang, this marriage will be arranged by your Etiquette Department."
Seeing that the situation took a turn for the worse, Wang Quanrui neither agreed nor responded. He looked at the Empress Dowager eagerly and heard her calmly say: "Your Majesty, the marriage between Prince Yuning and Princess Wuqing should be discussed in the long run."
"The Empress Dowager has any objections?" Li Shengxuan raised his eyebrows. The Empress Dowager's hands hidden under the case were clenched into fists. She was about to speak when she was cut off by him. "Since there is no objection, why should we take a long-term approach?"
"Your Majesty..." As soon as the Queen Mother next to her spoke, she was interrupted by Li Shengxuan, "Mr. Wang, did you hear clearly?"
"Listen clearly." Wang Quanrui hurriedly bowed, "Your Majesty, Wang Quanrui, obeys your order."
After the dust settled, both the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother looked not good-looking. Li Qiyou remained silent, but he could not hide his depression.
Not to mention that all the officials present felt as if there was a stone on their backs. If from now on, the old people in the past are in trouble, what should we do?
Only Zhuge Yu poured a glass of wine leisurely and said congratulations to Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing. What is supposed to come will eventually come, and the idea of causing trouble among the former dynasty will not be affected by a marriage. Once people lose power, they always want to get it back.
But thinking on the bright side, if the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty could share their hatred for the old people of the previous dynasty, the feud between the poor families could be temporarily subsided for a few days, giving him a chance to figure out the next step in the reform of officialdom.
Wei Subaru, who was sitting opposite Zhuge Yu, poured himself a drink unconsciously. Satellite from the side came over and said, "Uncle, what do you think?"
Wei Subaru said nothing and didn't even bother to look at him. Weixing'er asked for trouble, stuck out her tongue, turned around and met Ouyang Zirou's eyes. She picked up the wine cup and congratulated Ouyang Zirou from a distance.
Mrs. Ouyang watched this scene, covered her sleeves with Ouyang Ziju and said, "Weixing'er is the daughter of Master Wei Yi. This girl is not simple. Don't get too close to her."
Ouyang Zirou said perfunctorily that she knew, and then saw Fang Zilan walking back to her seat. She wanted to say hello, but she saw Fang Zilan pouring a cup of tea absentmindedly. She quickly retracted her hand and pretended that nothing happened. .
Fang Zilan held the tea cup in her hand tightly, thinking that the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet was over, but after that...
Will Guimen, or Ji Ningtian, let her go?
