She was lying in Zhao Wujiang's arms, feeling both happy and angry:
"Zhao Wujiang, you are obviously a young eunuch, how could you..."
Zhao Wujiang casually grabbed it from the side and took out the "substitute" he had prepared long ago.
"This is... a wooden donkey!"
Qing'er was extremely shy, so of course she knew what it was.
The palace is lonely, but it can't stop people's desires. This is the substitute.
But she had only heard about it before, and this was the first time she saw her true appearance.
"Zhao Wujiang, you can only use this on me! No other sisters are allowed to take it from you!"
I am a man who wants to help the world's most beautiful women... Zhao Wujiang stroked Qing'er's waist with his hand and said seriously:
"Don't worry, it belongs to you alone."
...
The next day.
The Great Xia Dynasty ushered in the auspicious day of marriage with the Moon Worshiping Kingdom in the Western Regions. Today the Great Xia Emperor and Princess Worshiping the Moon are getting married.
The auspicious time is set at a quarter past noon.
The Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple sent the early morning attire to Yangxin Hall for the emperor to change into.
Zhao Wujiang went to the harem as a routine matter to inspect palace affairs and supervise the palace people.
Along the way, the eunuchs and maids greeted him one after another, and many of the concubines' personal maids even made secret glances at him.
But the entire harem still seemed a bit dull. After all, after the emperor married Princess Moon Worshiping, they had another competitor.
Zhao Wujiang went to Qifeng Palace, checked out Dugu Mingyue's situation, and returned to Yangxin Palace under Qing'er's reluctant eyes.
He now needs to wait for noon and then go to Honglu Temple to participate in the wedding.
When the emperor got married, he got married, and he was ready to become a thief.
And deep in the harem, there is another person who is also ready to be a thief.
But he is not a thief, but a thief who plots rebellion!
He is Sun Yiku, the director of Taiyuan Hospital.
When everyone thought he had been tipped off in advance and escaped, he was pretending to be a young eunuch and sneaking around the palace.
He originally wanted to escape, but the guards in the imperial city were too strict, and he had no chance to take advantage of it.
After he burned the important information, he stayed in hiding.
But Sun Yiku understood that he had no chance to escape, and it would be a matter of time before he was discovered.
Yesterday, before purging the Imperial Hospital, he received a letter from the Lord.
He was puzzled. Letters could not be relayed so quickly on weekdays. Could it be that the Lord was near or in Kyoto?
The letter told him that there was no need to pay attention to little Karami like Zhao Wujiang, he could just do his own thing.
Sun Yi sighed bitterly. He understood what kind of person the Lord was, and naturally he would not care about a little eunuch. However, this little eunuch would most likely become a stumbling block for the Lord. He was loyal and must be eliminated by the Lord. Drop this person.
He thought carefully again, and with a sudden thought, he decided to ignore Zhao Wujiang and get rid of his biggest enemy! He wanted to make his final contribution to the Lord before he died.
...
Noon is approaching.
Zhao Wujiang came to the Pingkang Building of Honglu Temple. At this moment, the entire Pingkang Hall was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, draped in gold and silver, showing its luxury.
But only a few officials are here, as if the other officials don't know about today's wedding.
The Minister of Honglu Temple and Dugu Yihe met Zhao Wujiang and exchanged greetings. The Minister of Honglu Temple hesitated to speak, but finally sighed.
When Zhao Wujiang was confused, he had already arrived at the Pingkang Hall.
The empress was sitting in the main seat of the main hall downstairs. Her face was as frosty as ice at the moment, and the anger on her face could hardly be suppressed.
"What happened? Why is it almost noon and all the officials are not here yet?" Zhao Wujiang asked.
The empress looked majestic and said coldly:
"They went to greet the emperor's uncle."
"King Xiaoyao?" Zhao Wujiang was confused. The elder prince was not allowed to enter Kyoto without being summoned. How did King Xiaoyao return?
"The Emperor's uncle sent me a letter this morning, saying that he has returned from his travels and it coincides with my wedding. He is here to congratulate me." The empress' tone was so cold that it almost turned to frost.
She could allow King Xiaoyao to come to the capital without being summoned, but the auspicious occasion of the wedding was about to begin, and most of the officials actually lined up to greet King Xiaoyao. What position did this put her as the emperor in?
This is simply a slap in the face of her emperor!
Zhao Wujiang exhaled slowly, recalling Chen Anbang's letter, and also recalled the admiration for King Xiaoyao in Jia Ersan's words.
Everyone said that King Xiaoyao was generous and benevolent, and he was a wise king who won the hearts of all officials and the people. Zhao Wujiang wanted to see him.
"I'll go take a look for you..." Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers.
The empress nodded slowly, looking a little heavy, as many past events flashed in her mind.
Being ordered to act in a crisis, he acted hastily, officials questioned him, the imperial power fell aside, and the king and his ministers were divided...
All of this made the empress sigh frequently.
...
Zhao Wujiang quickly arrived at the place where hundreds of officials welcomed King Xiaoyao, which was at the east city gate not far from Honglu Temple.
Hundreds of officials came to welcome them, including the Minister of Hubu, the Minister of Industry, five or six of the nine ministers, ministers and young ministers, captains and generals...
The official positions in the court, large and small, came to welcome King Xiaoyao, occupying 70% of them.
Not only were their faces filled with joy, but some even covered their faces and wept, weeping bitterly because King Xiaoyao was now here.
From a distance, Zhao Wujiang saw a man riding a horse across the city gate. He was tall and majestic, not wearing an official robe but plain white clothes. His brows were gentle and smiling, and he kept saying something to the officials who were coming up.
"Is this King Xiaoyao?"
Zhao Wujiang murmured that when he first met this man, he gave people a sense of closeness. The smile on his lips was like a warm spring breeze. He did not treat the officials who came to him differently based on their official position. His whole person had a refined air. It doesn't lose its rigidity, like a sword with a restrained edge.
"Are you also here to welcome King Xiaoyao?"
The old fox Liu Zhe stood beside Zhao Wujiang, his hands folded in his sleeves, his eyes staring deeply at Baiguan and Xiaoyao King.
"I'm here to welcome all the officials!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were black and white, as deep as night.
Liu Zhe knew what Zhao Wujiang meant. Zhao Wujiang wanted all the officials to return to Honglu Temple before the auspicious occasion of the wedding, otherwise the emperor would lose all face.
He shook his head and sighed:
"At this time, the stars are chasing the moon, and it is unwise to offend everyone!"
