There was a hint of mockery in Yun Zishu's eyes, "Go to the border to resolve the matter with Nan Qi?"
The ultimate goal is to accumulate military merit and come back to legitimately compete for the position of prince, right?
"Yes." Wei Jia nodded, "The increase of troops in Dongyou poses a threat to Dayong. The emperor feels that the war in Southern Qi can be resolved as soon as possible in order to make people feel at ease."
Wei Jia had invited Yun Zishu once before, expecting that Yun Zishu would return the invitation, and sure enough, they became familiar with each other through this exchange.
A picture of plum blossoms won her favor, and some words came out naturally. She thought that Yun Zishu would put the overall situation first, and would change his mind after hearing that King Jing was going to Nan Qi for training. After all, she was the protagonist of the marriage.
There is no difference between the escorts of other princes.
However, she underestimated Yun Zishu's temper.
"It's not your responsibility to take part in this matter." Yun Zishu's voice was calm, "Miss Wei has overstepped her bounds."
Wei Jia's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that she would be so disrespectful. He had praised her so much just now. Now his face changed as if he was a different person: "The princess's marriage is for Dayong. King Jing went to Border Pass."
It’s also for Dayong——”
"Miss Wei." Yun Zishu looked slightly cold, "I should make it very clear that even if your grandfather is the current prime minister, Miss Wei has no right to express her opinion on this matter."
Wei Jia wanted to say something else, but he heard a steady voice: "Your Highness."
Yun Zishu and Wei Jia turned their heads at the same time. Si Cang, dressed in black robe, walked from the corridor. He was tall and thin, with a cold demeanor. When his eyes fell on Wei Jia's face, her indifferent eyes made her feel deeply.
A wave of cold air hit my face.
Wei Jia couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
"Miss Wei, please go back." After Yun Zishu finished speaking, she ordered someone to escort her out of the palace, then turned and walked toward the inner courtyard, "Is there any news from the palace?"
Sicang nodded: "Yes."
Wei Jia stared at the backs of the two people leaving without saying a word, and couldn't help but raise her hand to caress her heart. The man's eyes just now seemed to have a natural evil aura, although they only passed by her face inadvertently, and
It didn’t stop, but people couldn’t ignore the chill in it.
Wei Jia thought of what his grandfather said, that there was a leader of the Shadow Pavilion next to the princess... Is this this person?
His aura was bone-chilling, but his face was so handsome that no one could believe that he was just a shadow guard commander.
Wei Jia turned around and left the princess's residence with a sullen face and her mood had hit rock bottom.
It seems that Yun Zishu is determined to ask King Jing to send her to Dongyou. If this happens, her plan to go to the border will be affected. Unless the emperor firmly refuses this time, otherwise...
"Is the girl from the Wei family here here about Prince Jing?" Sicang followed Yun Zishu, his tone low and steady.
"Well." Yun Zishu looked coldly, "I have been invited frequently during this period. I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion once. The attitude of the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion was extremely kind. Wei Jia also tried hard to get close to me, so they thought that I had changed.
It’s time to talk.”
As long as you don't try to interfere with her decisions, Yun Zishu is indeed easy to talk to most of the time, but the Wei family obviously made the wrong calculation this time.
Sicang said: "The emperor summoned King Jing and Feng Ci, the chief minister's legitimate son, to the royal study today. His Highness may be summoned to the palace after noon."
Yun Zishu smiled faintly: "Just call me, I'll be waiting at any time."
It is now the twelfth lunar month, and the end of the year is getting closer and closer, which means that the date of marriage is getting closer and closer. Many marriage matters should be finalized one by one, and all departments should seize the time to deal with them.
There is nothing else in terms of other aspects. The dowry ceremony department and the household department in terms of gold, silver and jade articles have been prepared according to the order. Now only the two candidates, King Jing and Feng Ci, have not yet been decided. However, Yun Zishu knew in her heart that no matter what the ministers of the court said,
, the final result will not change.
"Tang Qiao, the legitimate daughter of Duke An Guo, just expressed her desire to go to Dongyou with me." Yun Zishu said, "Has Duke An Guo done anything recently?"
Lord An Guo?
"He wants his daughter to join him in marriage?" Si Cang frowned, "There is no decent and outstanding son of this generation of the Tang family. An Guogong is a profit-oriented person, so it is not surprising for him to make any decision."
"The most you can get by marrying is to get some rewards. Even if you are given a title, it will only be to make Tang Qiao a princess or something. The benefits An Guo Gong can get are not big." Yun Zishu said, "His real purpose is to
Send your daughter to the palace to serve the emperor."
Si Cang was speechless after hearing this.
Most of the time, the purpose of raising daughters in powerful families is to consolidate the relationship through marriage and obtain more benefits for the family. This idea is not surprising, but it is just a complete disregard for family ties.
The emperor is already over fifty years old. In the past, a show girl was selected once every three years. In recent years, due to declining energy and busy government affairs, there has been no show for a long time. Women over the age of 18 in Dayong are free to marry.
The legitimate daughter of a powerful family in the imperial capital does not need to wait until she is eighteen. As long as she obtains the emperor's consent, her marriage can be arranged before the age of sixteen. No powerful official with any sense of humanity will let their daughter serve an old man who is over fifty years old.
Moreover, now that the princes are competing for the heir apparent, the emperor doesn't know how long he can live. To send her to the palace to serve the emperor is to ruin her daughter's life.
"This matter still needs to be investigated." Sicang said quickly, "Everyone who is following His Highness must ensure their safety."
Yun Zishu hummed, "You can do whatever you want, but generally speaking, there's nothing to be prepared for. Dongyou is your territory anyway, and even small fish and shrimps can't make much waves."
Si Cang was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his lips and chuckled: "Your Highness, do you trust me so much?"
"Yes." Yun Zishu nodded, "Trust is stronger than gold."
Sicang's expression was subtle, and he immediately held her hand: "I prefer to hear 'love is stronger than gold'."
Yun Zishu tilted her head to look at him, "The prerequisite for a strong relationship is trust. With enough trust, only when two people are happy can they go a long way."
Sicang nodded slowly: "Your Highness is absolutely right."
Yun Zishu and the two returned to Qifeng Palace. As soon as they sat down and drank a cup of hot tea, the palace's decree came.
It’s already busy at the end of the year. The emperor summons this person today and that person tomorrow. In addition to the marriage issue that takes up the most energy, there are also various piled-up affairs at the end of the year that need to be dealt with.
The emperor was so busy that when Yun Zishu arrived at the imperial study, she found that in addition to Prince Yun Chen, King Jing and Feng Ci, there were several important officials in the imperial study.
"My son and I have met our father." Yun Zishu saluted, "My father has summoned my son and I?"
Emperor Zhaoming glanced at her: "Zishu, I plan to ask the prince to escort you to Dongyou. What do you think?"
As soon as these words came out, Yun Zishu's expression changed immediately: "Prince?"
Emperor Zhaoming frowned: "Why, you don't want the prince to send it?"
"I really don't want to." Yun Zishu said in a dissatisfied tone, "My son and the prince don't have a good relationship. It's not like my father doesn't know about it. Who knows if he will deliberately find trouble with my son on the way?"