All the candidate women have already entered the palace for the second palace selection test to prevent His Royal Highness from becoming a brother-in-law with the wild monk from Dayongchang Temple.
Liu Xiaoyan was sitting alone in the back bedroom of the yamen. The wound on her shoulder has been bandaged with gold sore medicine and is not serious.
Chang Feng walked in: "Xiao Yan. Are you okay?"
Liu Xiaoyan asked back: "Do you think something is wrong with me?"
Chang Feng sat across from Liu Xiaoyan and couldn't wait to tell her the good news: "We are about to have a good time. Your father said that we will get married within three days."
Liu Xiaoyan was surprised: "So urgent?"
Chang Feng said: "Your father is like that because he is afraid that I will run away."
Liu Xiaoyan snorted: "How dare you! My archery skills are perfect."
Chang Feng suddenly felt melancholy: "I originally wanted to wait until Tangtang returned to Beijing and let her hug Feiyan when she accepted the ceremony."
"She loves banquets the most. Now, she can't even eat at her brother's wedding banquet."
Liu Xiaoyan asked: "When can she come back?"
Chang Feng muttered in a low voice: "The day the emperor passed away was when Eunuch Huai'en took her back to Beijing."
Liu Xiaoyan asked: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
Chang Feng said: "Nothing."
Liu Xiaoyan added: "By the way, before Miss Zhang entered the palace, she changed her horoscopes with me, kowtowed and became a sworn sister."
Chang Feng was surprised: "What? You and Miss Zhang... became sworn sisters?"
Liu Xiaoyan said: "Yes. The injury on my shoulder was caused by blocking the knife for her. She was grateful for my life-saving grace and insisted on recognizing me as her adopted sister."
Chang Feng was overjoyed: "Oh my God! You actually saved the life of the future Crown Princess and became her adopted sister. Now we and I have a huge backer in the palace."
Liu Xiaoyan smiled angrily: "Look at how beautiful you are. You and I are husband and wife, and they haven't married yet."
On that day, the female official in the palace examined the candidate woman. Thirty-two remained chaste.
In the afternoon, Queen Mother Zhou presided over the selection of three. Zhu Youtang told her in advance that he was interested in Zhang Fengling.
Empress Dowager Zhou, who loved her grandson, naturally put Zhang Fengling on the list of three people.
The final step in selecting a princess is the imperial decision.
Zhu Youtang did not expect that Emperor Chenghua would choose Zhang Fengling.
Anyway, a woman who has passed the third selection can at least be named a talented person. When the prince ascends the throne, he can be given the title of concubine.
Letting Zhang Fengling be his future concubine is already a good ending.
Inside Kunning Palace.
Concubine Wan Gui is still in a coma and has a high fever. Emperor Chenghua wiped her forehead carefully with a cold towel.
Xiao Jing walked in: "Your Majesty. The selection of three has been completed. The Queen Mother urges you to appoint the crown princess as soon as possible."
"The prince is also in a hurry. He is anxious to celebrate the wedding to the royal concubine."
Emperor Chenghua was a little impatient: "Don't you see that I am busy with the imperial concubine? How can I have time to meet the candidate girl? Just let the queen mother take care of it!"
Xiao Jing kowtowed quickly: "Yes! I will convey your will to the prince."
Within the East Palace.
Zhu Youtang was pacing back and forth anxiously, waiting for news about Xiao Jing.
Queen Mother Zhou drank tea: "Don't worry, eldest grandson. If the temptress named Wan is sober, she will definitely interfere with it and replace those three women."
"But the imperial doctor said that the temptress has been unconscious all day long. Your father has no time to replace her."
"You gave the mandarin duck handkerchief given to me by Mr. Yingzong to Miss Zhang. Mr. Yingzong has a spirit in heaven and will definitely bless his grandson and his lover to finally get married."
Zhu Youtang said: "I'm just afraid that Concubine Wan Gui suddenly wakes up."
At this moment, Xiao Jing quickly ran towards the main hall of the East Palace. At the entrance of the palace, he bumped into a young eunuch delivering tea and fell down.
Xiao Jing is from Nanping, Fujian. He subconsciously shouted in the Fujian dialect: "Blessed!"
Zhu Youtang's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound of "Yao Shou La".
Everyone has two sides. On the one hand, he is a young and mature man who is hard when he should be hard and soft when he should be soft. He is a qualified prince who can balance the general trend.
On the other hand, he is a young man who has just begun to have an affair and longs for love.
Zhu Youtang shouted outside the palace: "Xiao Jing, come in quickly!"
Xiao Jing staggered into the hall.
Zhu Youtang asked anxiously: "What did you say about Yaoshou? Is the father dissatisfied with the results of the third selection and wants to replace him?"
Xiao Jing gasped as he spoke: "The Emperor is very angry."
Zhu Youtang frowned: "Huh?"
The daughter-in-law of the royal family is designated by the emperor as the ancestral system. Emperor Chenghua wanted to replace him, and there was no possibility of Zhu Youtang marrying Zhang Fengling.
Xiao Jing swallowed and continued: "The emperor is very angry. He said that he is busy taking care of the imperial concubine and has no time to care about such trivial matters. The queen mother can make the decision on the selection of the concubine."
Zhu Youtang was so angry that Xiao Jing raised his hand, pretending to hit him.
After a while, Zhu Youtang put down his hand, with a smile on his face and the spring breeze blowing on his face.
Empress Dowager Zhou smiled and said: "Grandson, are you satisfied now?"
Empress Dowager Zhou immediately met with the branch's rites department and appointed Zhang Fengling as the candidate for the crown prince's concubine.
On the other side of the Ministry of Rites, Li Zisheng did not dare to neglect the fact that Zhu Youtang had something to do with it. Supervisors are urged to pay close attention to the steps of collecting money, asking for names, accepting money, collecting taxes, applying for deadlines, etc. The wedding date was set for the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month.
In the evening of the next day, Changfeng followed Zhu Youtang for a walk in Fengtian Hall.
Zhu Youtang said casually: "The day after tomorrow, you will take someone with me to Wanping. I want to inspect the people's preparations for spring sowing."
Chang Feng looked troubled: "Your Highness...this..."
Zhu Youtang turned to look at Chang Feng: "What?"
Chang Feng explained: "I am about to take leave. I will get married in the future."
Zhu Youtang is a reasonable person: "Yes, that's right. By the way, the bride is the young lady from the Liu Bingyi family of the Northern Zhili Domain?"
Chang Feng replied: "Exactly."
Zhu Youtang sighed: "It is the most beautiful thing in the world for lovers to finally get married!"
I don't know if his words are talking about Chang Feng or himself.
An idea suddenly flashed in Zhu Youtang's mind.
Now the situation between North Korea and China has become clear. Concubine Wan Gui's life is not long. The only military power left in the Wan family is the Jin Yiwei. The imperial concubine party can't survive for a few more days.
Many factions standing on the fence in the dispute over the country, such as the three pavilion elders made of paper and the six ministers made of clay, all wanted to stand up for the crown prince.
Now, Zhu Youtang needs to find out which ministers want to stand on his side.
Thinking of this, Zhu Youtang told Chang Feng: "Immediately send invitations to the wedding banquet to all civil servants of the fourth rank and above, military attachés of the third rank and above, and hereditary princes and princes in the capital."
Chang Feng was confused for a moment and asked: "Your Highness is talking about your wedding banquet? No need to send out invitations! According to the rules, they all have to come."
Zhu Youtang said: "I'm talking about your wedding banquet."
Chang Feng was dumbfounded at first, and then he knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I am just a small Han general. Although he has the title of Baihu, he is only from the sixth rank."
"I have a humble status. How can I dare to rely on His Highness's wrong love to send invitations to wedding banquets for high-ranking civil and military officials and nobles?"
"Doesn't that mean you are arrogant and domineering based on favor? I didn't dare before, I don't dare now, and I won't dare in the future."
Zhu Youtang said: "Why are you so anxious? I have never said that you are arrogant because of favor."
"Just listen to what I have to say. On the invitation note, you indicate that I will attend your wedding banquet in person."
A little big Han general got married, and the crown prince came in person? This doesn't make sense.
Chang Feng got a taste of the abnormality: Could it be that the prince wanted to use my wedding banquet to test who would surrender to him?
Zhu Youtang has already issued an order. This is another great thing that can put gold on Chang Feng's face.
Changfeng has one hundred wishes. He immediately kowtowed: "Yes. I will make wedding invitations and send them out as soon as I leave."
Zhu Youtang said: "Aren't you getting married the day after tomorrow? The matter is urgent. You should leave now. Let the people from Zhan Shifu in the East Palace help you organize it."
Chang Feng left Fengtian Hall. He was in a trance, as if in a dream.
Chang Feng thought to himself: Just five months ago, Xiaoyan and I were still miserable lovers. Xiaoyan wants to fight to the death and refuse the marriage designated by her father.
Now, her father is rushing to marry her to me.
The two of us got married. The prince will come in person, and Zhan Shifu in the East Palace will help organize the arrangements. All the senior officials and dignitaries from the capital will be present to congratulate...
No, I have to take the time to visit my father's grave. Shouldn't it be smoking? No, it's breathing fire, right?
