(Forty eight)
Hearing this, Yu Wenyong almost fainted and fainted.
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What is Dugu Jialu doing?
He fought against all opinions in the court and protected the mother and daughter of the Yang family. Finally, the arrogance of the officials subsided a little, and Dugu Jialuo jumped out and wanted to send Yang Lihua to get married.
How about playing with him?
Yu Wenyong felt that his eyes were getting dark and his chest felt tight.
Yu Wenyong dressed up in a hurry and hurried to the palace gate to greet Dugu Jialuo in person.
Dugu Jialuo, on the other hand, looked sad and resigned, and said firmly, "Your Majesty, I am willing to listen to the requests of the ministers and people and send Lihua to Northern Qi for marriage, and your Majesty will do it."
"If I could give up my little family and ensure everyone's health and happiness, it would not be a pity for Jialuo to die."
Yu Wenyong's head was full of black lines and he could only quickly ask Dugu Jialuo to get up.
Such a commotion in public filled Yu Wenyong's heart with a deep sense of powerlessness.
He knew that he had no reason to stop Yang Lihua from getting married.
Otherwise, once the front line loses again, the focus of public opinion will shift from the Yang family to him.
It is said that he disregards the people of the world for his own selfish interests.
But what he fears most is...
In the palace, Yuwen Yong retreated from everyone, with a self-deprecating look on his face, and smiled bitterly, "Why?"
Why do you have to take the initiative to disrupt the situation? Why can't you fulfill the promise you made and never break it until death?
Dugu Jialuo's eyes darkened, his expression a little unnatural, but he also knew that she could not confess.
"Your Majesty, my wife has been unable to sleep every night for the past few days and has been in constant fear every day."
"When your Majesty went to the palace of his wife, he saw that the walls of Yang's mansion were covered with stinky egg liquid, rotten vegetable leaves, and filth."
"Some even wrote vicious curses in pig's blood."
"Even though I ordered the government soldiers to step up patrols, there are still many people scaling the wall and trying to kidnap Lihua."
"Your Majesty, both the Dugu family and the Yang family are loyal families. How have they ever been insulted like this?"
"Just think of yourself as a selfish woman, and sacrifice Lihua for the sake of the name of your family and the people's wishes."
Dugu Jialuo's words were sincere, and coupled with her particularly haggard face, she looked even more pitiful and fragile.
What she said was not a lie.
Yu Wenyong looked at Dugu Jialuo silently, without saying anything for a long time.
His face was calm, but his heart was filled with waves.
He would rather the truth of the matter was as Dugu Jialuo said, it was a last resort.
But he knew that Dugu Jialu had lied to him.
Based on his understanding of Dugu Jialuo, Jialuo is definitely not a person who will give in. She is better at finding a way out of desperate situations, surviving from desperate situations, and then making others envious.
So, is Northern Qi Jia Luoxin’s plan?
Yu Wenyong felt sad and puzzled.
"Jialuo, don't I trust you and your wife enough?"
"From time to time, words came to my ears that Yang Jian, a highly accomplished master, might be disloyal, but I ignored them and still entrusted him with important responsibilities."
"Jialuo, what if I still insist on letting Lihua and the prince get married?"
Yu Wenyong's voice added a bit of coolness.
Dugu Jialuo was panicked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He knelt on the ground without hesitation, "I hope your majesty will comply with the people's wishes and not put the Yang family in dire straits."…
The emperor's words can never be trusted.
Did Yu Wenyong really have no suspicion about the couple?
No, there is.
While being suspicious and wary, and at the same time providing sweeteners to make Yang Jian work for him, this is the power of the emperor.
Yu Wenyong's eyes were deep, and time was passing by, as if he was waiting for Dugu Jialuo to regret his words.
It's a pity that Dugu Jialuo knelt on the ground and didn't say a word.
Ah!
"Jialuo, I hope you won't regret what you did today.
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"I will grant your request."
Yu Wenyong was quite dejected. From the moment Dugu Jialuo knelt at the palace gate in full view of everyone, he was given no choice.
Otherwise, the Northern Zhou Dynasty that he worked so hard to maintain would lose public support, make hundreds of officials angry, and the building would collapse even faster.
"Your Majesty, it is true that Jialuo has selfish motives, but Jialuo also wants to solve the urgent needs of the Northern Zhou Dynasty."
"The promise made when I was young, Jialuo will remember it in my heart."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Dugu Jialuo accepted the order to express his gratitude, and returned to the mansion with Yang Lihua in a fair and just manner.
In front of Yang Mansion, many people had gathered to watch.
"Everyone, please keep your guard open. My daughter Lihua will leave for Northern Qi soon to get married, in the hope of quelling the flames of war."
Not long after, the news of the marriage spread throughout the streets of Kyoto.
Countless people rushed to tell each other and celebrated the end of the war in advance.
Dugu Jialuo sneered, he was really short-sighted.
The policy of obscuring the people pursued by the Nine-Five Supreme Beings who sat on the throne of the past dynasties eventually backfired on themselves.
Yang Jian, who is fighting the enemy on the front line:!?(??_??;?
Can he say that he is more confused than Yu Wenyong?
Jia Luo has never been a stay-at-home woman who regards her husband as her first priority. She is his wife who he wants to grow old with, and she is also his trusted partner.
According to rumors, it was Jialuo who personally asked Lihua to get married.
The more he thought about it, the more Yang Jian felt that it was a mess.
The marriage has been decided, and the war on the border has been tacitly extinguished for the time being.
The wedding-welcoming division sent by the Northern Qi Dynasty met the bride-seeking delegation from the Northern Zhou Dynasty at the border, and Yang Jian finally saw his daughter wearing a luxurious and complicated wedding dress.
Bright eyes, good at gazing, gentle and graceful.
His daughter finally embarked on the road of marriage.
Yang Jian's ambition, which had gradually become clear in his heart, fell into confusion again.
The act of making peace is, after all, drinking poison to quench thirst.
He didn't believe that Jialuo couldn't see it, but Jialuo still did it.
Does this mean that Jialuo already has a choice in his mind?
"My daughter bids farewell to her father."
Yang Lihua saluted Yang Jian with red eyes.
Yang Jian felt sad, "Did Lihua do it voluntarily?"
The spear in his hand was held tightly by Yang Jian, and the sound scattered in the wind was faintly trembling.
In the future, when the two countries are at war, how should Lihua deal with herself? Can the position of queen really protect Jialuo?
In particular, the madness of the Gao family is engraved in their bones. Who knows that one day Gao Wei will return to his old ways.
Yang Lihua nodded, "My daughter is willing."
"I hope dad will take good care of my mother and brother."
Yang Jian wanted to reach out and pat Yang Lihua on the head, but he held back.
With the marriage decree, Lihua became more than just his daughter.
The Queen of Northern Qi!
After personally escorting Yang Lihua into the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yang Jian arranged the city defense, handed over the power of execution on major and minor matters to his trusted lieutenants, and then petitioned to return to Beijing.
There are many puzzles that need to be solved one by one by Jialuo.
And letters are no longer safe.
He could imagine that from the moment Jialuo asked for Lihua's marriage, His Majesty's long-shaken trust became even more vulnerable.
Perhaps, at this moment, there are already hidden spies inside and outside the Yang Mansion, and the first person to see the correspondence must be His Majesty in the palace.
No, not maybe, but definitely.
Peace of mind without insomnia
