Yang Xianrong refused to let Huizhu get on the sedan, but on the wedding day, she still had to dress up and make a show of herself, standing next to the sedan and walking around.
Liu Yao didn't insist, he just said he agreed with her approach and he would arrange and handle the rest.
Because the Yang family did not know how to perform rituals that day, Yang Xiankang sat in charge on behalf of the head of the Yang family, and Liu Yao, as a brother with a different surname, could help with the marriage of the maid and concubine, and send the sedan chair to Sima Ying's palace.
Yang Xianrong's status is too noble, so he can only send people to send some gifts, but he cannot show up, which is against the rules.
After everything was discussed, Yang Xianrong took Zhang Liangxue and others back to the palace, and reported the matter to the emperor Sima Zhong. Sima Zhong was playing the pot throwing game with Liu Meiren again. When he saw Yang Xianrong walking in, he suddenly screamed and hid under the curtain of the dragon bed at an extremely fast speed. Liu Meiren immediately stood up and blocked the way of Yang Xianrong. She said with a bit of pampering and arrogance: "Queen, I am serving the Emperor today..."
"Oh." Yang Xianrong glanced at her. He looked beautiful, plump and fair-skinned. In such a cold weather, most of his arms were exposed. He was probably seducing the emperor just now. "Liu Meiren, won't you be polite when you see me?"
"It shouldn't be necessary in the palace." Liu Meiren picked up Sima Zhong's writing brush, "I just wrote with the emperor, and now I have the late emperor's calligraphy in my hand, so it's not convenient for me to salute the empress."
"Oh." Yang Xianrong glanced at Liu Meiren again and the copybook in her hand, turned around and walked out of Sima Zhong's palace, but said to Yuan Jianshuo who was following him: "Can a woman in the harem be beaten to death if she is disrespectful to me?"
"Yes!" Yuan Jianshuo was very discerning and had already rushed in with his men, knocking Miss Liu to the ground and binding her hands and feet.
Liu Meiren didn't realize why she suddenly became like this, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? I am the emperor's favorite concubine!"
"What's going on? Who told you to arrest Liu Meiren?" Sima Zhong finally poked his head out from behind the curtain. Zhang Du had already walked in quickly and stood on the side of the dragon bed.
"Back to the emperor, if Liu Meiren is disrespectful to the queen, she can be put to death directly." Before Yuan Jianshuo finished speaking, Liu Meiren was already crying and howling, "I don't have it. Your Majesty, please save me!"
Sima Zhong hid his head under the curtain again and asked Zhang Du in a low voice: "What? Which queen? Isn't she dead?"
"Your Majesty." Zhang Du sighed, don't hide it, this is the Queen of the Yang Family, your favorite Yang Meie.
"Oh, that's right." Sima Zhong poked his head out from the curtain again, "Is the sheep bleating back?"
"I'm back. I came to you as soon as I returned to the palace." Zhang Du tugged at the curtain, "Didn't I bring you roasted chicken a few days ago? Is it delicious?"
"Yes, it's delicious." Sima Zhong poked his head out again and saw Liu Meiren looking at him with tears in her eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"
"Your Majesty, Beauty Liu is disrespectful to the Queen, and the Queen is unhappy." Yuan Jianshuo replied promptly.
"Oh, then kill him." Sima Zhong gave the order directly without any nostalgia. Liu Meiren was dumbfounded. She was stunned for a moment and screamed like a pig, "Your Majesty, you can't! I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong! Queen! Please spare me!" I don’t dare anymore! Your Majesty! My Queen!”
The scream was so shrill and shrill that it could be heard even outside Zhengyang Palace. After all, this is also the residence of the Emperor of Jin Dynasty, with the main hall connected in front. Above the main hall, Sima Lun, Sima Ying, Sun Xiu, Sun Qi and other ministers were discussing matters. Suddenly they heard the woman's screams, and they all looked at each other in fright, wondering what had happened.
Yang Xianrong was extremely patient and still stood outside the Zhengyang Palace, regardless of the cold wind.
In a place like the Royal Palace, every brick and tile exudes solemnity and majesty. If you have power in your hands, it is not easy to kill a beauty. Even if Liu Meiren is from a noble family, so what?
She did not order the killing, and Yuan Jianshuo did not take action. He just allowed Liu Meiren to howl and cry for mercy, until her voice became hoarse.
She wrapped her mink fur coat tightly around her body and just raised her head to look here. She saw layers of Qin bricks and Han tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, all of which were extremely luxurious. The pillars of Zhengyang Palace are round, and a carved dragon is connected between the two pillars. The dragon's head sticks out of the eaves, and the dragon's tail goes straight into the palace. Practicality and decoration are perfectly combined into one, adding to the imperial aura of the palace.
However, the emperor Sima Zhong, who was still hidden in the curtain, really had no imperial air at all, and even covered his ears because of Liu Meiren's crying.
Zhang Liangxue and Cuixi followed Yang Xianrong, holding the plum cakes and ginger candies they just bought at the market. Even if the sheep are not moved, neither will they.
Just when Sima Lun couldn't hear Liu Meiren's cries and ran over with Sima Ying and a group of ministers, he happened to see Yang Xianrong standing in the wind with his little face red from the cold, and he was constantly talking. Tears shed.
"Rong'er!" Sun Qi's biological grandfather ran over quickly without caring about etiquette, followed closely by Sun Xiu. With the two veteran ministers looking like this, the other ministers were even more at a loss. It was not right to surround them, and it seemed wrong not to surround them.
Sima Lun frowned and glanced at Sima Ying. Sima Ying also looked at Yang Xianrong's appearance in astonishment, and her heart ached.
"What's going on?" Sun Qi had already held Yang Xianrong's hand, which was cold. "But why have you been wronged? Don't cry, don't cry. Grandpa is here."
"Rong'er, don't cry, grandpa will make the decision for you!" Sun Xiu took Yang Xianrong's other hand, "Is there another woman who is ungrateful?"
"Forget it, I'm tired of being a queen, so I'm going back." Yang Xianrong's voice was hoarse, and his face was full of sadness.
"What's going on?" Sun Qi was so anxious that his hair almost stood on end, "Rong'er, even if my grandfather risked his life, he wouldn't let you be wronged!"
It can be seen that this close relative is really anxious.
Yang Xianrong cried and said: "Then I just went out and bought some food. I wanted to feed it to the emperor. Who knew he was playing with his beauty? His beauty even squeezed me and said he couldn't salute me... That's it. The way it looks...it's so shameful..."
Everyone's eyes have turned to the Zhengyang Palace. Liu Meiren was originally disheveled. After being pressed down by Yuan Jianshuo and several other military guards, her beauty was leaked and she was not in good shape.
"Empress! Your Majesty, please save me! Your Majesty, please save me!" Liu Meiren was still shouting like a pig.
Yang Xianrong lowered his head, his tears falling like pearls. But I was sneering in my heart: Stupid, so stupid.
