"Because the little prince was born on the first day of the first lunar month, and on the day he was born, the first good news came from the battlefield, a double happiness, so the whole imperial city spread that the prince was auspicious, but the prince was born to the queen, so naturally the queen
It's also auspicious." Huangfu Lingfeng smiled and said, "Speaking of this, we should actually thank Dayong for marrying the auspicious princess to our Dongyou and bringing us Dongyou.
Blessing, that’s why we were able to annex Western Xinjiang so quickly. Today’s Dongyou territory has expanded thousands of miles, all because of the empress. Isn’t this auspicious?”
These words were clearly expressed as thanks, but in fact they were a mockery of Dayong's monarchs and ministers for being ignorant and mistaking pearls for fish eyes - I just don't know if the ignorant monarchs and ministers of Dayong could understand the implication of his words.
Emperor Zhaoming understood and used all the self-control in his life to restrain himself from losing control of his emotions.
Huangfu Lingfeng said enthusiastically: "I believe that with the auspicious light of the empress and the young prince, Dongyou will become the overlord of the world just around the corner."
Overlord of the world?
These four words made Emperor Zhaoming and all the ministers' expressions change, and they all looked at Huangfu Lingfeng.
"Young Master Huangfu said it well." The Queen Mother seemed not to notice the strange atmosphere around her and smiled to herself, "Zishu is indeed auspicious. I can't bear to let her go back."
"The queen mother was joking. The married daughter spilled water. Zishu did the same, and Zirou did the same." Emperor Zhaoming smiled lightly, "Although I don't want to leave, but they all shoulder the heavy responsibility of maintaining peace in the world, so let everyone
Yong Neng made good friends with Dongyou and Nan Qi, and their sisters have contributed a lot, and I will always remember them in my heart."
Huangfu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, did he want to tell them that Dayong and Nan Qi had also formed an alliance?
The Queen Mother said calmly: "Even if she gets married, Zishu is still my granddaughter. No one can take her place in the hearts of the Ai family."
Emperor Zhaoming's eyes were filled with deep anger, and he subconsciously wanted to say something. Then the main hall was right in front of him. He could only lead Empress Dongyou into the main hall first, and then held the Empress Dowager's hand and placed Danbi on the dragon chair and the phoenix.
Take a seat on the chair.
As distinguished guests, Sicang and Yun Zishu sat in the first place on the left. Other envoys took their seats in turn, and the Yong court officials sat on the right.
From the first moment she saw Yun Zishu, the Queen Mother had always had a faint smile on her face. It was a smile of joy, joy, relief, and a bit of anticipation.
On the other hand, Emperor Zhaoming's face always had a layer of gloom, which made people feel that he was in an extremely bad mood.
"Emperor Dongling, I want to know why King Jing didn't come back with him." Emperor Zhaoming turned to look at Sicang, forcing himself to face Sicang's identity, "Where is he now?"
Even though he knew that Sicang's identity was different from before, Emperor Zhaoming still couldn't be respectful and polite to him for a while, because this feeling made him feel humiliated and aggrieved.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his tone, so what if Sicang's identity was different from before? Yun Zishu was his daughter, and Sicang was now his son-in-law.
He and Sicang are the same kings of the same country, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but the hierarchy of seniority and junior is still there, so the people who should be respected are clearly Sicang and Yun Zishu.
"Prince Jing is unwell." Huangfu Lingfeng explained, "We did something wrong in this matter. We came to Dayong this time to have an explanation with Emperor Yun."
Emperor Zhaoming frowned: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Yes, King Jing went to the battlefield in Western Xinjiang with his father," Huangfu Lingfeng said without changing his expression, "Although he made great achievements, he was accidentally injured and was temporarily unable to withstand the bumps of the carriages and horses on the road, so I ask the Emperor Yun to forgive me.
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Emperor Zhaoming's eyes fell on Sicang's face, but he saw that Sicang hardly said a word from beginning to end, concentrating on raising the child. He didn't know what was so good about the one-year-old child, could he see flowers?
"Although King Jing was injured, he is the Prince of Dayong after all. Staying in Dongyou is not a long-term solution." Prime Minister Wei glanced at Emperor Zhaoming's face, then turned to look at Sicang, "I heard that King Jing fell in love with him.
He killed the most beautiful princess in Dongyou, is this true?"
"The most beautiful princess in Dongyou?" Huangfu Lingfeng was confused and turned to look at Xi Feng, "Who is the most beautiful princess in Dongyou?"
Emperor Zhaoming's face darkened. As the son of Dongyou's military commander, he didn't know who the most beautiful princess of Dongyou was?
"Zishu." Emperor Zhaoming looked at Yun Zishu, "Yun Chen wrote a letter back, saying that the purpose of King Jing going to the battlefield was to get the most beautiful princess in Dongyou. Do you know this?"
Yun Zishu nodded slowly: "I know that he wrote the letter, but what he wrote in the letter is his own business and I have no right to interfere."
No right to ask?
Emperor Zhaoming wanted to sneer. King Jing and Yun Chen arrived in Dongyou successively, but both failed to return as scheduled. There was only one letter from Yun Chen, telling him the reason why King Jing did not come back.
However, he asked Concubine De, who said that Dongyou did not have the most beautiful princess. When the Southern Qi envoy was ordered to come to Dayong, he also said that Dongyou did not have the most beautiful princess, and King Jing did not even go to the battlefield.
So, who is fooling him?
The atmosphere in the main hall was a little stagnant. The courtiers of Dayong felt this unusual aura, and their expressions were a little solemn.
The one who was least affected was Sicang. He quietly took out a pack of freshly baked snacks he had just bought in the city and fed his son a small amount. He seemed not to be interested in their conversation.
"Please don't be offended." Yun Zishu noticed that everyone's eyes were on Sicang's face, and smiled sheepishly, "Since Yao'er was born, the emperor has loved him like a treasure. He really holds it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling.
If I hold it in my mouth for fear of melting, I have to hold it even when I go to court, and even the civil and military officials in the court don't know what to say."
"The bloodline of the Dongyou royal family has always been weak and their fate is ill-fated. It is human nature for the emperor to love the prince." Xi Feng smiled lightly, "But with the queen, I believe that the Dongyou royal family will have many children and grandchildren in the future, and their blessings will continue.
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"Emperor Yun." Wei Cheng's concern for King Jing was no less than that of Emperor Zhaoming, "How is His Royal Highness King Jing's injury? I wonder when he can return safely?"
Sicang raised his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Prime Minister Wei cares so much about King Jing, why not go to Dongyou in person to bring him back?"
"Yun... Emperor Yun is joking..."
"What?" Sicang's voice was indifferent, "You don't want to?"
"Of course not." Prime Minister Wei's expression changed, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "As a minister, it would be my honor if I have the opportunity to pick up Prince Jing, but I would rather know how injured Prince Jing is -"
"You can go and see for yourself." Si Cang lowered his head and gave his son some saliva, "If the injury is too serious, the Prime Minister can also go to King Jing to attend to his illness and express his loyalty."
Prime Minister Wei's face turned red, and he was furious but did not dare to express it at all.
Asking his dignified prime minister to serve in front of King Jing? What a fart!