"Emperor, it's impossible. How could the queen do such a stupid thing!" Murong zuodang immediately came forward to question, and without thinking about it, he began to retort.
"Well?" Xuanjue angrily scolded, "do you mean I'm cheating you?"
"Weichen, Weichen dare not!" Murong Zuo gritted his teeth and said, "but why does the queen want to give this will? Abbess Minhui is just a man of practice. How can she enter the palace? Why don't you let Wei Chen's adopted daughter --"
"adopted daughter?" Xuanjue stepped down the steps and pressed forward step by step, "murongzuo's adopted daughter can be compared with abbess Minhui. First of all, not to mention the identity, but the insight and mind, not to mention the harem, but the huge court hall. Who dare you compare with her?"
"This..." Murongzuo was speechless.
"Emperor, abbess Minhui is really a person of practice. It is reasonable to say that if she wants to go out of Guoguang temple and enter the Queen's palace, she needs to be given a title." The Minister of rites stood up in time to prevent a dispute between the monarch and his ministers.
Xuanjue walked back and forth in the main hall, rubbed his chin, and suddenly said: "in this case, I will enter the palace as Huiwen Zhaorong, and the matter will be handled by the Ministry of rites, so I must give it to you."
"Yes, I do." The Minister of rites is naturally the one who answers. It's better for the gentle Qing Dynasty to enter the palace than murongzuo's adopted daughter.
Not to mention that murongzuo dared to go down with the former prince in private. He even wanted to use the harem to unite with the former dynasty. If it wasn't for the benevolence of the emperor, how could he stay up to now for the sake of the queen.
Murong Zuo is not reconciled, still want to fight for some, not waiting for him to say, was a person grabbed the arm.
So the matter was settled. The Ministry of rites set the date on the second day of February, and xuanjue naturally agreed.
After retiring from the early Dynasty, Zhao Qixiu and Zhao Qiwu were left behind.
In the imperial study.
They sat on one side with some formality, and Jing'an poured a bowl of tea for them respectively, then retreated.
Xuanjue saw the draft process of the Minister of rites, but her mouth could not help rising. When she finished, she closed the fold: "if you are not satisfied with anything, just mention it to the Minister of rites."
Zhao Qixiu bowed forward and took over the fold from the emperor. When he finished reading it, he immediately arched his hand and said, "emperor, I'm afraid she won't join Wanqing in the palace like this."
Wen Wanqing's temperament, they all know one or two, if forced her, I'm afraid it will backfire.
Xuanjue understood of course, but he had already thought about it, "don't worry, she will naturally promise me to enter the palace. The empress has talked with her before she died. Now, for the sake of the former dynasty and the latter palace, Wanqing will certainly promise."
"Emperor, I have something in my heart. I want to spit it out." Zhao Qiwu could not help holding the handle of the seat.
Xuanjue is amused by his actions. After all, Zhao Qiwu is a general. His thoughts are expressed in his face, so he can guess one or two.
"General Dingbei, just say it."
Zhao Qixiu wanted to pull Zhao Qiwu, not to let him say, whispered: "you forget Wanqing's instructions, don't be reckless."
Who knows, Zhao Qiwu directly broke away from his hand, said: "I just want to Wanqing."
Then he knelt down in front of xuanjue and arched his hand and said, "emperor, you are the most important lady in the imperial palace. Weichen can't interfere with which one you like, but Wanqing is different. Her identity and temperament are not suitable for the life of the imperial palace."
As his uncle, Zhao Qiwu couldn't watch Wen Wanqing go out of Guoguang temple and jump into the fire pit.
I like to fight the landlord in the back palace( www.qingdou.net )I have the fastest update speed in the back palace.