Chapter 402

When the emperor came out of the palace, his eyes were bloodshot. It seemed as if they hadn't heard of the two people who had been waiting at the door all night and were covered with dew. Xiao Zimu and Xiao mubai looked at each other and followed up.

Today's morning was particularly quiet. The courtiers looked at the emperor's haggard and poor complexion, and no one dared to come out and make a noise.

Finally, the emperor asked himself, "do you have nothing to play?"

The ministers bowed their heads one after another. At this moment, they have to solve something by themselves. Who can catch up with the son and find a smoke.

At this time, a man stood up: "I have something to play."

The ministers glanced up slightly. The person who stepped out of the line was Xie Jiming, the Minister of rites who had just been promoted yesterday.

"What's up?" The emperor's voice was tired, but there was no anger.

"Your Highness King Yu's original wedding date is five days later, but Princess Li Yirou died unfortunately yesterday. Look at this day, Emperor..." Xie Jiming didn't want to be out of the line at this time. The emperor looked sad and in a bad mood. Anyone can see that he was stubborn but not a fool.

But who let him just take over the position of the Minister of rites yesterday? He can't do it without asking. After all, it's related to the marriage between the two countries. How can he be the master.

The corners of the mouths of all the ministers pursed a deep or shallow arc, and their hearts were filled with some happiness, disaster and misfortune. Yesterday, they were still red in the face for this position. Today, they are all glad that the people in deep water are not themselves.

"In your opinion?" The emperor threw the problem back intact.

Fortunately, Ji Ming had an idea in his mind for a long time, but he still paused and reported back: "in my opinion, how about a year later?"

"Your Majesty, I don't think so." Yu Bangzhen, the Minister of Honglu temple, came out.

"How long do you think you should push?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"On October 28, three months later, the old minister calculated that it would be a golden day." Yesterday, concubine Li brushed her sleeve from the Ci'an palace and left. She sent someone to inform Yu Bangzhen that Yirou's death is bound to delay Xiao Yanjun's marriage. It's still necessary to calculate early and pick the nearest auspicious day.

Therefore, Yu Bangzhen pushed the auspicious day early.

"Yu Aiqing really thought for me early in the morning." The emperor smiled rather than smiled, and his bloodshot eyes were full of cold and fierce color.

"It's the duty of Wei Chen to share his worries for the emperor. Wei Chen did calculate it yesterday." Hearing the hidden anger in the emperor's words, Yu Bangzhen not only admitted it, but also expressed his sincere heart.

"After only three months, is it too short?" Huo Tianxiu also went to the early Dynasty today. He originally planned to go to the imperial study with the Marquis and General Zhao to visit the emperor.

Xiao mubai, who had sharp eyes, saw him on the road and advised him directly to the morning Dynasty.

Huo Tianxiu thought that this morning's court was just a formality, and the hasty words broke up. Unexpectedly, the court discussed this matter, and he didn't intend to speak. Although it was a state affair, it was also the emperor's family affair.

But Yu Bangzhen's filial piety day is really too short. He looks unhappy at the emperor. However, no one dares to refute it. After all, it is related to the marriage between the two countries and the wedding of Lord Yu. At this time, the question is clearly against him.

Therefore, even if there is something wrong, the ministers still keep one eye open and one eye closed. They sweep the snow in front of the door and hang themselves high. They just hope to leave the Dynasty early today.

"Yu Aiqing, Huo Tidu asked you if it was too short after only three months?" The emperor repeated Huo Tianxiu's words to Yu Bangzhen again.

The veins on the heads of the ministers jumped. Everyone knew that Huo Tianxiu had just asked the emperor, but the emperor deliberately asked Yu Bangzhen.

Yu Bangzhen wiped the sweat from his forehead: "yes, it's really a little short, but after all, the wedding date has been set long ago, and he quickly reported it to the Mongolian side. If it's delayed too long, I'm afraid there will be a rift in the Mongolian side..."

"Oh?" The emperor interrupted his words and then turned to Shi Fuqiu: "is general Shi afraid of a grudge on the Mongolian side?"

"Not afraid." Shi Fuqiu was called out of the line and hugged his hands. Naturally, he couldn't recognize the advice. After answering, he glanced at Xiao Yanjun's sinking face, He had to bow his hand and said to the Emperor: "although he was not afraid, after all, this is the first marriage between the state of Xiao and the Mongols. Every winter, large and small wars will take place at the border. If the marriage between Xiao and Meng is successful this year, it may make the soldiers stationed in the border of the new city spend the winter safely."

Shi Fuqiu dragged his words to the soldiers in Xincheng. He pointed out that if the emperor delayed the marriage, he would abandon thousands of soldiers and let them live for a new year, which would lead to war.

All the ministers sighed in their hearts that Shi Fuqiu's words were so sharp that they were wondering who the emperor would follow. However, they saw that the emperor showed that kind of smiling look, and turned to Xiao Yanjun: "what does King yu think?"

The ministers looked stunned and sighed in their hearts. As expected, the emperor was old and hot. This Taiji was finally pushed to Xiao Yanjun. How could he answer? If he pushed him back for three months, he would inevitably be scolded for being unfilial. If he pushed him back for a year, he would not only waste Shi Fuqiu's words, but also personally pick up the scolding pushed by his uncle to the emperor.

The emperor's question is too cruel

Xiao Yanjun's good-looking handsome face had a pleasant smile on the corners of his mouth after listening to Shi Fuqiu's words. At present, he was suddenly called by the emperor. The radian was frozen on his face in an instant, and the smile gradually disappeared.

"My son felt..." everyone's eyes focused on him. Even if he didn't want to, he had to get out of the line. Xiao Yanjun said, glanced at Ji Ming, Yu Bangzhen and Shi Fuqiu. His eyes flashed, and then said to the Emperor: "it's better to push to the end of the year. It won't be too short, and it happens to be the end of the year."

The Emperor didn't play Tai Chi this time. He looked reluctant and said to Xie Jiming and Yu Bangzhen, "since it was requested by Lord Yu himself, it's as he wishes. You two will discuss a day to hand it over at the end of the year."

Xiao Yanjun turned countless white eyes and hissed countless voices in his heart. Was this what he asked for? This is his forced and helpless policy!

Xie Jiming and Yu Bangzhen responded and both returned to their original positions. Shi Fuqiu and Huo Tianxiu also returned to their positions on their own.

The court hall was quiet again. The emperor glanced at the ministers and asked again, "what else?"

All the ministers had a thing in their hearts, but no one dared to mention it now. They looked at Huo Tianxiu and knew that he came with General Zhao and the marquis. Let's leave it to the three people to nag in the imperial study