Regarding the prince's marriage to Duan Hua, Yan Huisheng didn't write much in the letter, which really made Su Rong curious.
After she folded the letter, she remembered what Zhou Gu had said earlier and glared at him, "Duanhua is very good, why can't she be the Crown Princess? When His Highness the Crown Prince marries, there must be a reason, and it may be true. I think she is suitable."
Zhou Gu looked at her and didn't argue with her, "Okay, it has nothing to do with us anyway."
Su Rong laughed angrily. Listening to his tone, Duan Hua really offended him to death.
She put down the letter and thought for a while, "I haven't written to Duan Hua for a long time. She must be angry with me."
"What are you writing about? You need to rest." Zhou Gu dragged her away, "Have dinner quickly, and then go to bed to rest."
Su Rong said helplessly, "Okay!"
The next day, Su Rong went to the morning court. King Nan Chu glared at her several times. Su Rong glared back. King Nan Chu wanted to say something, but when his daughter stared at him again, he was speechless.
After the morning court, Su Rong and the courtiers went to the meeting hall. Before and after the morning court, they received countless concerns and asked the princess to take a closer look at her body.
Half a month later, Su Rong received a reply from the Su family's eldest wife, and Zhou Gu received a letter from the Protectorate at the same time.
The two sat opposite each other under the lamp and read letters.
The eldest wife of the Su family asked her in the letter whether the wedding date was set too hastily? After she was busy with the weddings of her six sisters, she probably couldn't even attend to Jiangzhou and had to come to watch the ceremony non-stop.
After reading ten lines at a glance, she asked Zhou Gu, "Why do you have such an expression? What did you say in the letter?"
"My grandfather is old and said he would come with my grandmother and my mother. The letter also said that my sister-in-law was willing to let my mother bring her nephew as well." Zhou Gu was speechless.
Su Ronxiao, "That's it, show me."
Zhou Gu handed the letter to her.
After watching it, Su Rong was overjoyed, "I never thought that the old Guo Guo would retire so early."
"It's late. My grandfather is already seventy this year." Zhou Gu sighed, "He should have retired a long time ago. If His Majesty hadn't suppressed the crown prince and suppressed the Duke Protector's office in those years, my grandfather would have wanted to retire a few years ago."
Su Rong sighed, "He's already seventy. A few months ago, the old prince was still fighting against the great Wei Dynasty. It made me feel that his sword is still young."
She returned the letter to Zhou Gu, "Grandpa also asked you if our wedding was too hasty. What do you think? At such an old age, with my grandmother, mother, and my mother's family members on the way, we can't rush. We are leaving in such a hurry, what if my body and bones can’t bear it and I get sick on the way? Otherwise, let’s postpone it?”
Zhou Gu sighed, "Okay."
"It's April now. It should have been August. In this case, let's postpone it to the twelfth lunar month of the year!" Su Rong said: "Anyway, the wedding auspicious clothes are heavy and heavy. If the weather is too hot, it will be uncomfortable to wear."
"Okay." Zhou Gu had no objection.
Although he is anxious to get married, the safety of his loved ones is more important.
So, on the next day, the old minister of the Ministry of Rites received a message from the concubine, saying that the wedding date had been postponed to the twelfth lunar month, so that he did not have to rush, and the Ministry of Rites would take his time to go through the process.
The Minister of Rites was stunned. He grabbed Fengling and asked, "Why did the princess change her mind?"
He had not forgotten that he had been so sincere and did not ask the king to change the date. He did not listen to the concubine. The concubine and her husband were anxious to get married, and he was almost forced to sue.
Fengling said in a low voice: "Because the old man from Daliang Protector's Mansion is getting old, he and his wife, Princess Sheng'an, have to come to Nanchu to watch the ceremony. They couldn't make it in time. In order for them to walk more slowly on the road, they postponed it."
The Minister of Rites suddenly said: "Oh, thank you, the old protector of the country."
Fengling is happy.
The Minister of Rites felt relieved, "In this case, I am going to take leave and rest for three days. I have been exhausted these days."
Fengling couldn't bear to tell him, "I'm afraid you can only rest for one day at most. Yan Jin and I will be transferred to the Ministry of Works to help in the future."
"What?" The Minister of Rites suddenly raised his voice.
Fengling sighed, "As you know, we need to repair the dams. The Ministry of Works has a lot of work this year and is overwhelmed. The spring rain has come."
The Minister of Rites was speechless. After a long while, he sighed deeply, "Hey, I have a hard life. Let's go, let's go!"
The princess and her husband are not in a hurry to get married. Don’t they have to take back the people sent to help in the etiquette department and send them elsewhere?
Cui Yanjin was also tired and thin. He was already growing older and felt tired. That night, he said to Cui Xingzhi: "Cousin, I regret coming to Nanchu. This is not a human being." What a good life.”
Cui Xingzhi looked at him. Although he was tired and thin, he had grown taller and his whole body was slim. He was no longer the strong-looking young man before.
He smiled and said, "It will be fine if you endure this year. I heard that the princess has postponed the wedding date. Your etiquette department should not be so busy."
Cui Yanjin immediately said: "How can there be? Although my cousin has postponed the wedding date, Brother Feng and I have been transferred to the Ministry of Industry. We are still as busy as we should be. I have been studying until late every night recently, and I don't have enough sleep. I have never worked hard, and I can hardly get up even to practice martial arts in the morning."
It was also difficult for him to grit his teeth and persevere. No matter how late he slept, he had to get up and practice for half an hour in the morning. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would waste his martial arts and fight against the Wei Dynasty in the next ten years and be killed by the Wei Dynasty.
Cui Xingzhi touched his head and said, "My cousin has written to my grandfather and my grandfather has not replied yet. According to my cousin, if we can persuade my grandfather, there will be more people in our family in the future. If the Cui family's children enter the Southern Chu Dynasty, there will be many people in the clan." With help, you and I will be more relaxed, and my cousin will be more relaxed too."
"Ah? That's it! Really?" Cui Yanjin's eyes lit up, "I just want someone to help me work now."
Cui Xingzhi flicked his forehead, "Even if someone comes, you will still have to do the work. It's just the Cui family of Nanchu. From now on, it won't just be you and me who will support the family. Relatively speaking, it will be easier." , but it’s only relative.”
The bond between them and their cousins in the battlefield, saving lives and advancing and retreating together, is unparalleled by others. As long as they don't act like monsters and work hard, their future prospects will not be comparable to those who come after them. They still need to support the Cui family, but they will no longer be fighting alone.
The Prime Minister Ye's Mansion in Nanchu is very powerful. Although my cousin is not afraid of Prime Minister Ye's Mansion, nor is she on guard against Prime Minister Ye's Mansion, as the children of the Cui family, they naturally cannot let their relatives behind their cousin not have huge help behind them. This will also prevent future generations from having the Ye Xiang Mansion follow in the footsteps of the Nangong family and have no one to stop them.
Cui Yanjin seemed to understand. He was naturally not as talented as Cui Xingzhi, who had been trained by Mr. Cui since he was a child. He was raised free-range and was young. After listening to Cui Xingzhi's words, he clasped his hands together and prayed. "Uncle come quickly, brothers come quickly and suffer."
Cui Xingzhi: "..."
(End of chapter)
