270. Faint

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What if the Han army can't take Juyanze?

Zhang Qi smiled.

Failure to capture Ju Yanze was no less than a blow to the Han army.

Both expeditions ended in failure.

Although the first victory was nominally a victory, the Han generals knew their own affairs.

This was a devastating blow to the morale of the Han generals.

Then they will doubt Liu Che's decision-making, thus questioning the correctness of the Han-Hungarian duel.

The Peace Party will once again gain the upper hand, and Huang-Lao's theory may once again be regarded as mainstream.

If this time.

The princes and kings recreated the Rebellion of the Seven Kings.

So how should the princes of the Manchu Dynasty respond?

Humming a little tune, Zhang Qi walked back to his place of stay in Handan.

Everything will be revealed next year.

And this time, I will completely board this gorgeous stage and become the leading actor.

——

Time flew by.

In a blink of an eye.

It's September 17th.

Tomorrow is an auspicious day for Princess Qingling and Marquis Liao.

The autumn tiger is still showing off its power, and the weather is extremely muggy.

Zhao Wang Palace has been decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is very lively.

Princess Shang.

This beautiful place is naturally Zhao Wang Palace.

Wang Li and others have already arrived in Handan City.

Of course, only a thousand people arrived, and the rest of the Liaodong Army was still outside Handan City.

The conflict between Zhang Qi and Liu Pengzu has been rumored in the Han Dynasty due to the promotion of thoughtful people.

The princes of Chang'an all laughed at this.

As far as the gap between the people of the frontier and the barbarians is concerned, they will naturally be like this.

Liu Che, on the other hand, was also quite satisfied with the news.

It is better to be enemies than to be friends.

A frontier commander, a vassal king, if they have a good relationship, how can they still sit in peace?

Feeling soft, Liu Che couldn't help but move his buttocks.

Thinking of Sang Yang, I felt a little hot for a moment.

After half a month of investigation, Sang Yang's life experience has been found out clearly, and he is an innocent family.

The donation from Sang Shang also allowed him to enter the palace and change his identity, becoming Liu Che's servant and always accompanying Liu Che.

On weekdays, Sang Yang was aloof and unsmiling, but his etiquette and behavior were excellent, and he was regarded as a man of character in the eyes of the ministers.

But in Liu Che's eyes.

This high cooling stimulated his desire to conquer, or in other words, his desire to conquer has always been high, but it was a public matter, while this was private.

Liu Che would tease Sang Yang whenever he had nothing to do, and he also had great trust in him.

However, in the face of Liu Che's actions, Sang Yang remained unmoved and remained as cold as ever. Although there was no trespassing in etiquette, Liu Che's behavior made Liu Che feel as if a cat was scratching him. , my heart itched so much.

Is Sang Yang a cold person?

Not really.

When he was still called Xinyang, his colleagues in the Liaoning City Lord's Palace all commented on him as gentle and gentle, but when he arrived at Weiyang Palace.

He became aloof.

Because, as an emperor with a desire to conquer, Sang Yang's behavior can attract his attention.

Play hard to get.

It's obvious that Liu Che is following this trick.

Sang Yang's mission was half completed.

The other half needs to wait until he enters Liu Che's bedroom before he can continue.

——

Another day.

Zhao State.

"The auspicious time has come!"

Early on, the palace door of Zhao Wang Palace had been opened.

A eunuch stood on the city gate tower and shouted the hour.

In Handan City, the sound of chiming the time also sounded one after another.

The rooster crows and the dawn approaches, and the bride puts on her full makeup.

Wearing my embroidered skirt, everything can be done.

Silk shoes underfoot, tortoiseshell light on head.

Her waist is as smooth as silk, and her ears are adorned with bright moon ornaments.

The fingers are like peeling onion roots, and the mouth is like holding vermillion pills.

Delicate and delicate steps, exquisite and unparalleled in the world.

Linshui Villa.

Qingling Princess Palace.

Qingling sat dignifiedly in front of a bronze mirror.

To her left and right, Princess Zhao's concubines were busy, their rouge, gouache, hairpins and jade ornaments decorating Qingling's gorgeous face one by one.

Silk, silk, gauze, brocade, top and bottom.

The dark robe with a curved train and an underskirt were the attire worn by women in the Han Dynasty.

Of course, only the daughters of dignitaries and royal families can dress like this.

The mainly black clothes are embroidered with red patterns. The faint clothes are black, as are the men's clothes.

In Handan City.

Zhang Qi is wearing a pure black top, and there are also red stripes on the lower skirt, but there are not as many as women. The belt around his waist is white. As a prince, he also wears a ceremonial sword.

Wearing a crown and asking for a jade, Zhang Qi got on his horse.

The horses are also all black. Not only his horse is like this, but the one thousand one hundred people behind him are all dressed in black and have black horses.

This is his wedding ceremony.

"Set off!"

Zhang Qi waved his hand, and the wedding ceremony looked like a war.

But no one dared to say a word.

There is no way to ride horses in the city, so the horses move at a pace.

The clatter of horse hooves sounded on the stone road.

The people of Handan were watching with attention all along the street.

They either looked at this wedding team with envy or admiration.

Outside Handan City.

The sound of drums was thumping.

That was another gift for the Liaodong Army officers and soldiers who could not enter the city to congratulate their king.

Walk all the way to Zhao Wang Palace.

The square in front of the palace.

Liu Pengzu was also dressed in black. Beside him, Queen Zhao stood there.

Several more auspicious sounds have arrived.

Hundreds of palace maids rushed Princess Qingling from Linshui Garden.

Today's Qingling has lost the girlishness she had when Zhang Qi first met her, and has become luxurious and dignified.

Surrounded by the palace ladies, Qingling came to Liu Pengzu and Queen Zhao.

The three of them stood there while the maids retreated.

"Open the inner door!"

The palace gate of Prince Zhao's Palace has long been opened, but there is an inner gate to enter here.

When the eunuch saw that everything was in order, he shouted loudly.

squeak

The door was slowly pushed open.

Zhang Qi, who was riding on the horse, and Qing Ling, who was beside Liu Pengzu, both saw each other for the first time.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Zhang Qi clamped the horse's belly, and the horse stepped forward and came to Liu Pengzu and others.

Turn over and dismount.

Zhang Qi saluted one by one.

"My son has met his father and the queen."

"Um."

Liu Pengzu and Queen Zhao didn't show any good expressions, they just gave a cold hum.

Zhang Qi didn't care about this either.

He stretched out his hand and faced Qing Ling.

The latter smiled and took a step forward.

Mount the horse and Zhang Qi leads the horse.

After bowing to King Zhao and Queen Zhao again, Zhang Qi led the horse and walked out of the palace.

Along with it, the eight captains and maid Nishang who were dispatched in the past also followed.

"Send the dowry outside the palace and go back to your land!"

At the end of the day, Liu Pengzu shouted loudly, then waved his sleeves and left.

The marriage was completed like this, with no guests, friends, or dignitaries. The wedding ceremony was held in Zhao State, but the banquet was held in Liao State.

"Wait, I've met Princess Qingling! I've met Madam Liaohou!"

Neat shouts sounded in front of the gate of Zhaowang Palace.

More than a thousand people are like one person, and their voices are uniform and loud.

Qing Ling's face turned red with embarrassment and she felt a little weak all over, but when she saw Zhang Qi leading the horse in front, she seemed to be full of strength.

'From now on, I will be the Marquis of Liao's wife, and I cannot embarrass Qi! '

Qing Ling thought in her heart, and then shouted with some noise.

"Thank you for your hard work, officers and men! Let's work together from now on to protect the Marquis of Liao!"

"I am willing to die for the Marquis of Liao!"

"I am willing to die for the Marquis of Liao!"

"I am willing to die for the Marquis of Liao!"

(End of chapter)