Qin Feng had a panoramic view of the little maid's reaction. It was obvious that the news had reached here.
Qin Feng didn't care. After Zhang Xiuye finished his report and received the approval of the nobles among them, Qin Feng stepped into the Guanyin Temple.
The eldest princess and Princess Qiyang stood together under the Guanyin statue, their eyebrows slightly furrowed and their expressions complicated.
Especially the eldest princess, who couldn't help but grab Princess Qiyang's sleeve.
This small move greatly surprised Princess Qiyang.
Even when she faced the imperial concubine Lin Wenwan, her mother never showed any nervousness, but now, facing Qin Feng, she became confused.
It has only been a while, but Qin Feng has already grown to this point...
Qin Feng did not lose his etiquette. He walked into the Guanyin Temple with his head lowered, knelt on his knees, made a big salute, and said in a humble tone: "An Lebo Qin Feng, please see your Royal Highness the Princess, and see Princess Qiyang."
Seeing Qin Feng kneel down and salute without hesitation, the eldest princess secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least this move proves that Qin Feng is still willing to surrender.
"Master Qin, please get up. You and I are also acquaintances, so there is no need to be so polite."
Speaking of this, the eldest princess felt it was inappropriate and quickly added: "After all, this is in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva."
Qin Feng did not hesitate, stood up slowly, patted his knees, and still lowered his head: "I wonder why Your Highness summoned Qin?"
The eldest princess was speechless for a while.
He summoned Qin Feng before, intending to give him a few hard blows to make him understand that as a minister, even if he has made great achievements, he must be cautious and conduct himself with his tail between his legs.
result……
Qin Feng's immediate display of power made the eldest princess feel frightened.
Fortunately, the eldest princess reacted quickly, changed the topic, and deliberately wrote in a homely tone: "Since the beginning of the national war, and to this day, Mr. Qin has repeatedly made extraordinary achievements. I would like to praise you in person."
"What do you want? I can grant it to you."
Hearing this, Qin Feng quickly bowed and thanked him: "Your Highness is so kind to me, but Qin is so frightened."
"If His Highness must reward Qin, why not say a few kind words to the saint and let Qin marry Princess Mingyue this morning. After all, the marriage has been promised for a long time, but the wedding date is always far away. It's really hard for me to wait."
The marriage between Qin Feng and Li Xiaolan seems to be imminent, but in fact, it is based on rumors and has not been fulfilled.
After all, neither Emperor Liang nor the nobles in the harem wanted to see Qin Feng become the consort, especially since Qin Feng was so powerful now. If he were to gain the status of consort again and become a relative of the Li royal family, most of the royal family would be affected. From now on, we will all go around Qin Feng.
and……
In her heart, Li Xiaolan does not recognize the Li family at all, but only the Qin family. This marriage will be of great benefit to the Qin family. This alone makes the royal family feel grudge.
Qin Feng's momentum is already very strong and cannot continue to rise unscrupulously.
The eldest princess pretended to be gentle: "I will naturally report this matter to the saint."
Qin Feng's gestures were full of humility, but his tone was extremely relaxed: "What Qin said was a kind word, and what His Highness said was a report. It seems that the meaning is not much different, but it is a thousand miles away. In this way, Your Highness is You can’t bear to part with Princess Mingyue, and you don’t want us to get married yet?”
As soon as these words came out, the eldest princess couldn't help but feel a thump in her heart.
This Qin Feng...
It seems that he understands etiquette and general knowledge, but when he speaks, why is he so aggressive?
This is no longer the easy-going and cheerful Mr. Qin before.
The eldest princess frowned gradually, but she pretended to be calm on the surface: "Haha, Mr. Qin has misunderstood. The whole world knows that you and Princess Mingyue are getting married soon. Besides, you two are in love, how can I beat you with a stick?" What about the mandarin ducks?"
Qin Feng nodded: "What your Highness said is very true. Since Your Highness also feels that my marriage to Princess Mingyue is already a success, why not ask Your Highness to invite a saint to set a wedding date."
The eldest princess said without hesitation: "This matter has to go through the royal ancestral hall, which is no small matter. We must first ask the national master to calculate the auspicious day of the zodiac."
Qin Feng slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be calm and gentle, but it made the eldest princess feel afraid.
"Then I'd like to thank Your Highness. In addition, I would also like to ask Your Highness to take the trouble to send a message to the Imperial Master for me."
"When Li Lang died in battle and returned to the royal ancestral hall, the Imperial Master took great pains to plan a burial date for Li Lang."
"It took nearly a month from the time Li Lang returned to Beijing to the official burial."
"It's really hard work for the national teacher!"
"After I finish the trivial matters at hand, I must go to visit the Imperial Master in person!"
The eldest princess's face turned slightly pale. How could she not hear the deep threat contained in Qin Feng's words?
He was blaming the Imperial Preceptor for delaying Li Lang's burial. If the Imperial Preceptor dared to delay again, Qin Feng would settle the old and new accounts together.
Although the Imperial Master looks up to the Li royal family, he may have no choice in the face of Qin Feng, a tough opponent.
This important matter of marriage is no longer decided by the Li family.
Princess Qiyang on the side couldn't stand it anymore, her face was extremely ugly, and she scolded in a sweet voice: "Qin Feng, you are going too far!"
"Marriage matters have always been decided by the Imperial Preceptor and the Ministry of Rites. You have repeatedly urged and forced me. Do you want to corrupt the traditional rules of the royal family?"
"You are still just An Lebo. If you become a duke in the future, your head will be raised to the sky."
Facing Princess Qiyang's rebuke, Qin Feng smiled slightly: "The princess taught you a lesson."
"It is indeed against the rules to discuss this matter in private."
"In that case, I won't bother Her Royal Highness the Princess. I will naturally ask my father to mention this matter to the saint at the meeting tomorrow."
Princess Qiyang was about to say something, but was pulled back by the eldest princess.
The eldest princess's palms trembled slightly. She heard two profound meanings from Qin Feng's words.
First, if this matter is discussed in private, it is Qin Feng's goodwill. If it really comes to the court, it will not be the Li family's turn to make the decision.
Secondly, Emperor Liang has not held a court meeting for many days, and it is unknown whether he will go to court tomorrow. However, Qin Feng is sure that he will definitely go to court tomorrow.
This is clearly a hint to the eldest princess that tomorrow he will lead a group of civil servants to take the initiative to go to court. Emperor Liang will come whether he comes or not. Moreover, the weather will definitely change at tomorrow's court meeting.
The eldest princess took a deep breath and could only give in: "Qin Feng, I will naturally handle this matter for you."
"I'm afraid I can't go to court tomorrow. After all, the saint has become ill from overwork and needs some time to cultivate."
Qin Feng shrugged and disagreed: "I'm afraid I can't make the decision on this matter. After all, I haven't gone to court for many days, and you all have a lot of important matters in your hands. You need to go to court and let the saint make the decision."
"The next little An Lebo, who doesn't even have a serious official position, how can he be qualified to discuss this important political matter?!"
