Taifu Wu felt heavy in his heart and didn't know how to tell Yu Xiao about this when he went back. A princess whose reputation had been ruined was about to become his wife, and she was getting married again.
The Wu family's century-old reputation may be ruined by this decree.
Unlike Taifu Wu, Emperor Zhaoming had solved a major event that he had been worrying about for a long time. He was in an extremely good mood. This good feeling could slightly drive away the gloom that had shrouded his heart for the past few days.
Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Taifu Wu: "I know that Zishu has a bad temper and is not suitable to be a good wife, so the wedding will be postponed for two months and will be held after the autumn trial."
After a moment of pause, "Yu Xiao should also take part in the autumn exam this year, right?"
Taifu Wu's heart became heavier and heavier: "Yes."
"It's just right, it's a double happiness when the time comes." Emperor Zhaoming said with a smile, "If Yuxiao can win the first prize, marrying the princess will be even better. With the emperor's daughter, he will definitely win the first prize next year.
"
Taifu Wu's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
His Majesty the Emperor's words were very clear to him. Whether the prince can regain his favor, whether the imperial concubine can regain her position, whether Yu Xiao can get this year's Jieyuan, next spring's Huiyuan, and the number one scholar in the palace examination all depends on it.
Can this marriage take place?
At first glance, one might have thought that the emperor loved the princess so much that even the fate of the concubine and the prince depended on her. However, Taifu Wu knew in his heart that the emperor did not like the princess Yun Zishu at all.
In fact, Taifu Wu didn't care at all whether his grandson could win three yuan in a row. There were many talented people in the world, and only one would be ranked first in each exam. It was enough for Yu Xiao to successfully enter the palace exam and get the top three.
With the imperial concubine and aunt residing firmly in the palace, and the imperial concubine and grandfather providing protection in the court, the official career of the direct grandson of the Wu family will not be any worse in the future.
However, such a royal marriage suddenly happened at this time, which instantly disrupted the fate of the Wu family.
If Yuxiao is unwilling to marry the princess, will the concubine and the prince not be able to return their favor?
Will Yu Xiao never be able to impress the emperor again?
Taifu Wu felt as if he was being rolled over by ice, feeling chilled for a while.
Feeling the dissatisfaction rolling in his heart, Taifu Wu bowed and saluted: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
Emperor Zhaoming nodded.
Taifu Wu left the imperial study with an extremely heavy and complex mood. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, a shadow cast over his heart. He suddenly began to doubt whether the emperor's favor for the concubine and the prince was true or false.
?
He clearly doesn't like his daughter, the legitimate princess, so why does he try so hard to control her marriage? Wouldn't it be better to let her fend for herself?
At this time, Emperor Zhaoming was quietly leaning on the couch, staring at Taifu Wu's leaving figure, thinking coldly that there was nothing he could not do that he wanted to do.
Regardless of whether it is a minister or a daughter, whether it is a beloved concubine or a prince, who dares to resist him?
Zishu, Zishu.
This daughter was so rebellious that he, the emperor, once felt that he could not control her.
Taifu Wu walked away, and Emperor Zhaoming withdrew his gaze and looked coldly at the tea cup in front of him.
Not to mention a daughter, even the whole world must obey his will.
What is bloodline?
He doesn't care about sons or daughters, nor does he care about the relationship between husband and wife. He only wants power, and no one dares to disobey that power.
If he wasn't worried about the Feng family and the Queen Mother, why would he bother so much? Just find someone to poison him, and this daughter with the blood of the Queen can die quietly.
But no.
He could not let the Queen Mother and the Feng family have doubts. He wanted Zishu to die in a normal way, such as the husband and wife were not at odds and died in depression; for example, she disobeyed her parents-in-law and was punished by family rules.
At least she couldn't die in the hands of him, the emperor - no one could even doubt that Zishu died in the hands of him, the emperor.
Zhaoming picked up the tea cup and felt sick and uncomfortable when he thought that he had the blood of the Ji family in his body. Merchants' families are the most humble. What's the use of having money?
Can you sit on the dragon throne and call the wind and rain? Can you have three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines?
Can he hold the power of life and death and make all the people in the world crawl?
Can you enjoy the benefits that only emperors can enjoy?
cannot.
What's more, he is sitting on the dragon's throne, doesn't he still control the huge treasury?
The emperor closed his eyes slightly, waiting for Zishu to die, the Queen Mother to die, and Uncle Feng Guo to die, he would uproot the Ji family so that there would no longer be a Ji family in the world, then no one would know that the emperor's blood was impure.
By the way, there is also Sicang.
Thinking of Sicang, Emperor Zhaoming felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in his heart. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how the Shadow Pavilion could produce such a training failure?
They should be a group of sharp weapons who have no emotions and only know how to obey orders. They have no emotions and only need to obey the emperor's orders. He will live if he lets them live, and they will die if he lets them die.
Why is Sicang the exception?
"Your Majesty." A figure flashed into the royal study room and knelt on the ground to report, "The identity of Concubine Lian has not yet been found out. All the details belonging to her were destroyed seven years ago, and she should have nothing to do with the legitimate princess.
"
Seven years ago, the legitimate princess was still a seven or eight-year-old child, and she really did not have that much ability to control this matter.
Emperor Zhaoming was quietly meditating, and the identity of Concubine Lian was destroyed?
He remembered that when the lotus concubines entered the palace, their backgrounds should be innocent, and women whose backgrounds were unknown could not enter the palace. However, there were many concubines in the harem, and the emperor could not favor them all.
Over the years, Concubine Lian had never slept with him more than five fingers. On the night of the accident, her sign appeared in front of him by chance.
Emperor Zhaoming knew in his heart that someone must have planned this matter, but who exactly the person who planned it was needed to be investigated slowly.
After recovering slightly, he said coldly: "What has Zishu been doing recently?"
"The direct princess went to Feng's house as a guest a few days ago and had lunch at Feng's house before leaving."
"Has Zishu been to Feng's house?" Emperor Zhaoming's expression changed, and his brows suddenly turned cold, "Why did she go to Feng's house? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"This subordinate deserves to die." The man in black knelt down and lowered his head, "Since the princess divorced Xiao Yunheng, she has often been in and out of the family's mansion alone, so I don't think it is so special to go to the Feng family."
"What do you think?" Emperor Zhaoming picked up the tea cup and threw it at him. With a bang, the tea cup hit the man in black heavily on the head, but the man in black didn't even dare to hide. He immediately fell to the ground and said, "This subordinate deserves to die."
A wisp of blood flowed down his forehead. The emperor took a deep breath and suppressed the gloom in his heart: "Why did she go to Feng's house?"
"The Feng family is heavily guarded, and none of my subordinates were able to enter."
Emperor Zhaoming suddenly became angry: "Trash!"
The man in black did not dare to speak anymore. Emperor Zhaoming said coldly: "Next time if she does anything unusual, please report it to me in time."
"yes."
"Is there anything unusual about Sicang recently?"
"My subordinates didn't dare to get too close to him, but the day the princess went to Feng's house, Commander-in-Chief was also there."
The familiar murderous aura emerged in Emperor Zhaoming's heart again, "Tell me, what method can be used to get rid of Sicang the fastest?"
The man in black knelt on the ground, "I will find a way."