This turn confused everyone.
Why is the direction wrong?
Could it be that the Holy Father had given such great honor that the imperial edict granting marriage had to be circulated around the city to let the people in the city know about this great joyous event?
Such grand occasions have not happened before, but most of them were the generals who won the battles and gave rewards to the female relatives in the capital. In order to boost morale, it was as lively as possible.
But there are really not many people who can get such treatment in marriage.
If the Princess of Ning'an is favored, that's the Princess.
How can An Yibo's house be so virtuous and capable?
What did the uncle say in the imperial study room this morning?
You have to slap the horse's feet off if you flatter him, right?
Can't you tell, An Yibo, with his thick eyebrows, big eyes, and fierce look, is actually a master of flattery!
With such a gift of marriage, when it comes time to get married, is it enough for the wedding procession to circle around once?
Envy, jealousy, disbelief, all kinds of emotions in Qianbu Corridor.
One of the clerks got a little excited and caught up with the waiter at the end of the team, who was carrying a box and cage. He hurriedly said, "We have to go around the city. It's too hard."
"Don't go around," the chamberlain said curiously, "Eunuch Cao didn't tell you to go around."
Now it was the clerk's turn to be puzzled: "Isn't Uncle An Yi's Mansion located in the east of the city?"
"Yes," the chamberlain nodded, "but Eunuch Cao said he was going to Duke Fuguo's Mansion, isn't that just in the west of the city?"
Clerk:......
For a long time, the clerk didn't come back to his senses.
He even suspected that he had heard the criticism, so why did he suddenly appear to assist the Duke's government?
What is the relationship between the marriage grant and the Fuguo Palace?
But the team was moving forward in an orderly manner, and he couldn't continue to pursue them, so he turned around and walked back.
As soon as he entered Qianbu Corridor, he was surrounded by people.
An official saw that he looked like a monk of two feet and asked strangely: "What did you ask? Why does he have such an expression?"
The clerk replied blankly: "You said you were going to Duke Fuguo's Mansion, didn't you mean that the Mansion of An Yi and the Mansion of Chengyi were getting married?"
One word stirred up a thousand waves.
The waves crashed onto the embankment, drenching the people standing on the embankment from head to toe.
The energy was so great that I was a little stunned for a while.
On the contrary, the little official realized it later and made a fist with one hand and a palm with the other, and touched it hard: "Oh, I understand! It's the marriage between the Duke of Chengyi and the Duke of Fuguo."
In Uncle Chengyi's Mansion, Cining Palace attaches so much importance to it, it must be the princess's fault.
As for the Fu Guogong Mansion, there is only one master from top to bottom - the Duke himself.
The Holy One is planning the marriage between Princess Ning'an and Duke Fu!
"That An Yibo, he is..."
He went to Uncle Chengyi's house in person, and his wife also went there. In the royal study, Uncle An Yi went to court again.
It has nothing to do with him. What is he doing in it?
Duke Fuguo is not his grandson!
All of them were led astray!
"Although the old Duke is no longer here," someone muttered, "the biological father of the Duke is not..."
In this way, no one would not think of Mr. Liu Jing Liu.
It seemed a little inappropriate for Duke Fu to discuss the marriage and go beyond Mr. Liu, but the Holy Father had already issued an order, and he obviously had no objections to this.
Even the Holy Father nodded, what kind of opinions are they expressing here?
The queue for the reward was so long, and the Holy Emperor's satisfaction and joy were all on display.
Whoever is picking and choosing at this time is not pouring cold water on the Holy One?
Hold on until you are full.
The censor who is too busy will not do such mindless things!
Fortunately, the Honglu Temple Yamen is not on the central avenue of Qianbu Corridor, but on the east side. The gate faces Bingbu Street, and there is also the Hubu Yamen here.
Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to say this at the gate of Mr. Liu's territory.
However, when I looked up, I saw that there were still several officials from Honglu Temple coming to watch the fun. More or less, I have to add a few words to Master Liu.
"Didn't Mr. Liu just finish his business with Young Master Liu?"
"It's the end of the year. The Yamen is already busy, and we have to discuss things with Yunyang Bofu. Mr. Liu has nothing to do."
"The marriage proposal between the Duke and the princess is a very important matter, and nothing should be done carelessly. Mr. Liu is too busy, so it is normal for the emperor to leave it to Uncle An Yi."
"Bo An Yi is very strict and reliable in his work! He is also a close friend with the old Mr. Guo."
These words followed, but the steps were set up that Liu Jing was not involved in.
Although it is simple, it will not collapse under one foot.
There was a stunned young man who spoke in a confused manner: "But didn't Mr. Liu say before that his son fell in love with the princess at first sight?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind blew.
What is this called?
This is called a pot that cannot be opened and lifted!
Is there someone like this in Qianbu Corridor who can't read people's emotions?
Although everyone is very curious and remembers that sentence, is that something that can be said in public and when a happy event is about to happen?
They all had to hide aside to whisper and whisper!
"I'm just telling you, An Yibo seems to be strong and healthy, but why did he wipe his nose in the morning a few days ago? After that, he didn't seem to catch a cold. That's it."
"That's right. There are some things my uncle doesn't like to hear, so you have to blow your nose."
"Oh, I've been watching for so long. Let's go back to work. Otherwise, we don't care who gets punished by the top."
Some people greeted him and left, and they gradually went back to the Yamen.
But the heart that was tumbling up and down could not return to government affairs, so I could get together with my close friends and communicate in low voices.
"Both brothers fall in love with the same person?"
"Master Liu really doesn't know anything about the marriage proposal between the Duke and the Duke? I don't think so."
"The Queen Mother has not hesitated to consider the important matter of the princess for a quarter or two. How can she nod? I think it should have been mentioned a long time ago, but it has not been finalized."
"The result has reached Mr. Liu's ears. Are you deliberately trying to cut off your beard?"
"You may not necessarily have the guts to cut it off, but just saying a few words from time to time is enough to make people uncomfortable."
"After all, he's his own biological child, Master Liu, that's not the case..."
"Then why did your Majesty not let Mr. Liu take care of it, but instead let Bo An Yi do it? Do you really believe what you just said to make up for it?"
"Hey, anyway, Mr. Liu and the girl from the Yunyang House have passed a small marriage, and Duke Fu and the princess have been granted marriage, so no one can hinder the other."
Looking at the moon in the water and flowers in the mist, they didn’t know whether it was right or wrong, but they had to say that the excitement was really exciting.
It was worth sneaking out to see it.
In Honglu Temple, Liu Jing's expression became solemn.
When he first heard the news, he was extremely suspicious. Can An Yibo really bring such dignity to his grandson from the royal study?
After a moment, the idea that had come to his mind several times before and been discarded several times came back to him.
Until he heard that the team turned west.
As soon as his hand was loosened, Liu Jing could not control the pen. The tip of the pen pressed deeply into the paper, printing a circle of thick black ink.
He was in a hurry to pick up his pen, but the piece of paper was already useless.
Seeing this, Liu Jing simply put down his pen, stood up and walked out.
He heard his own heartbeat, and every sound was an extremely bad premonition.
The Fuguogong Mansion is in the west of the city.
Could it be that he really pointed his finger at Xu Jian?
Could it be that those previous "coincidences" really made him guess right?
Seeing several officials talking together, Liu Jing cleared his throat to make his tone calmer and not to reveal any inappropriate emotions: "What are you talking about?"
Hearing the sound, those people stood up straight and turned their heads to look over.
They didn't expect Liu Jing to come out at all, and they looked at each other in shock for a while.
They were talking about assisting the Duke.
They were chatting about whether they would like to congratulate Mr. Liu when they meet him during the lunch break.
But it's not yet noon,
Before the results were discussed, Mr. Liu was already standing in front of him.
What should I do?
