In the following time, the emperor casually said a few words, did not mention Ling Tianwang.
Zhou's father thought that this was the end of the matter. Although he didn't say that he could escape completely, he could also escape temporarily. When he got home, he could discuss with his counselors and decide how to deal with it.
However, this is not the case, and the emperor is not on the spur of the moment.
"The engagement between your little daughter and Song Ci has been made for a long time." The emperor some abrupt openings say.
Zhou's father's body was stiff for a moment, and soon he tried to relax again.
He bowed his head and did not dare to study the emperor's idea of this matter.
"It has been settled for a long time," Zhou said in a deep voice, but that's all.
The emperor waited for a long time, did not hear other words, eyes can not help but sink, the heart is a lot of inquiry.
After a moment of silence, he laughed twice as if nothing had happened, slowly stood up, and slowly walked around to Zhou's father.
He raised his hand to support Zhou Fu's shoulder and forced him to raise his head.
"In this way, we can be regarded as children's families. Why are you so restrained?" the emperor said with a smile. "I know you always keep courtesy, but occasionally you can indulge a little."
Zhou's father had no way to lower his head to hide his look, so he could only put on a reluctant smile.
"Your Majesty's words offend me," said Zhou's father. "What a noble status you are, and how can I compare with you?"
The emperor's trial was again lightly carried back, and Zhou's father's attitude had never changed, which made him more confident and satisfied.
"I see that the days are just right now. It's better to let qintianjian calculate a time for them to get married." Said the emperor.
There was no fluctuation in his tone, and there was no change in the expression on his face. It seemed that what he said was nothing but an unimportant thing.
But this light word fell in Zhou's father's ear like a bolt from the blue, which shocked him for a long time.
Looking at the expression of Zhou's father, the emperor frowned slightly and said, "why don't you have any reaction? Don't you think there's something wrong with this? Or do you disagree with the marriage? "
Both of them knew that the marriage was the result of Zhou's father's own hard work, and it was the emperor's golden words. There was no way to change it anyway.
Hearing these words, Zhou's father, excited and confused, finally returned to calm.
The difference between monarch and minister is like a natural moat. How can he have any other ideas.
For fear that his silence would bring bad ideas to the emperor, Zhou's father stepped back two steps, then knelt down on one knee and made a solemn salute.
His forehead gently touched the ground, a little bit cold along the forehead of the skin transmission, until finally gathered in the heart that point, but also stripped the last bit of reluctance in his heart.
"Your Majesty, forgive me," said Zhou Fu with a look of fear. "I have no such idea."
The emperor slowly retreated to the original place and looked down at the man kneeling in front of him. The expression on his face didn't change much. People couldn't see his thoughts clearly.
As the silence continued, Zhou's father's heart was completely cool.
He had known for a long time that his Majesty was suspicious, but probably because he had never doubted him, and he had no other thoughts in his heart.
Even if the former king Ning was stabbed to death by the emperor, it was just a sigh.
Now, feeling the man's cold eyes, Zhou's father finally understood what it was like to be let down after all.
Biting his teeth, he spewed out a mouthful of turbid air and explained in a soft voice, "but my eldest daughter is far away in the frontier now, and there is only this little daughter chenghuan under her knee. When I hear this, I feel a little reluctant."
Hearing this, the emperor's face slowly eased down.
"You don't have to give up. Song Ci is your nephew. You must treat Zhou Ruoyan well." He opened his mouth in a very determined tone.
In today's situation, Zhou's father can't say anything else.
Even though he clearly knew that Song Ci was disgusted with Zhou Ruoyan, even though he clearly knew that Zhou Ruoyan could not adapt to the royal rules, who made him a minister.
All kinds of thoughts quickly slipped through his heart, but his father's face was covered with a light and happy smile, as if he had been comforted by the emperor's words.
"Your Majesty said," Zhou's father said with a smile, "he grew up like a childhood sweetheart. I really think about it."
Until this time, the emperor seems to find that Zhou's father is still kneeling on the ground.
He waved his hand. Without saying anything, the eunuch next to him ran over and helped his father up.
Zhou's father didn't shirk. He slowly stood up, but his head was still slightly down to show respect.By the time the news reached Song Ci's ears, things had become a foregone conclusion, and there was no way to change it.
He was sitting alone on a high chair in the palace, his face very gloomy.
The people who waited on him carefully looked at his expression, easily did not dare to say a word, for fear that he accidentally touched each other's mold.
For a long time, Song Ci finally had movement, no longer as rigid as sculpture.
He didn't try to do anything to change the result, and he didn't go to the Zhou government.
He seems to have become a quiet invisible person, quietly disappeared in everyone's eyes.
But behind the scenes, the means of Song Ci became more and more urgent, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more dark.
Zhou Ruoyan's mood is totally different from his, and the smile at the corner of his mouth can't be suppressed.
Zhou's father had wanted to say a few words of warning, to let the other party to restrain his temper, but looking at her performance, he could only silently shake his head, and put everything in the bottom of his heart.
Because the government knows that even if it has said it many times, Zhou Ruoyan will never change anything.
Some powerless shook his head, Zhou's father did not hesitate to turn away, back in a hurry, soon disappeared at the door.
"You do it yourself," Zhou's father's voice came from afar. "I'll invite a good mother for you. Don't make any trouble during this period of marriage, otherwise, even I can't save you."
Zhou Ruoyan nodded carelessly, and his vision quickly crossed the empty front, slowly converging his look.
"Zhou ruo'an, you see, I'm going to be the third prince and concubine," Zhou Ruoyan muttered to himself.