Han Ke suddenly sneered: "Father, mother, sister Qin'er, don't you think there is something fishy about this matter? Even if Uncle Liu wants to get married to Wang Lin and relies on Wang Lin's power to suppress us, he still doesn't have enough etiquette.
The ceremony was so simple, the marriage contract was signed in two or three days, and we and the other elders were not invited to witness the ceremony, right?"
Han Zhi was stunned, then nodded and said: "What Ke'er said is true. This matter is really weird. I don't know what Uncle Liu is thinking."
Han Ke waved his hand, and Madam Lu coughed twice, ordering Madam Song and Han Qin to leave.
"Father, mother, and son heard that the official family recently planned to marry Emperor Maode to Wang Lin, and it is said that Emperor Maode was very interested in Wang Lin. Han Yan and Wang Lin got married in a hurry, maybe it was related to the official marriage."
Han Zhi suddenly stood up and said in surprise: "Is this happening? I understand. Wang Lin wants to avoid the marriage and has reached some kind of exchange of interests with Uncle Liu and his wife..."
"Yes, Father, it must be so."
Han Ke smiled gloomily: "This is the news that my son heard from the palace, and it should be true. So, father, we don't have to worry now. I think the news of Wang Lin and Han Yan's engagement should have reached the palace by now. The official family
How can we give up and give up? I don't know whether the marriage will happen or not."
…
Royal Palace.
Zhao Fujin, the Maode Emperor's concubine, has been going to Yanfu Palace almost every day recently, pestering Zhao Ji to grant her a marriage. However, before Zhao Ji had made up her mind, news came outside the palace that Wang Lin was engaged to Han Yan, the legitimate daughter of the Han family.
Zhao Fujin's beauty suddenly changed.
With trembling hands, she held the poem about Zhao Ji and Han Yan sent by the palace maid, her face turned pale, she had burst into tears from crying when she was young.
Jia Zhao Yu Pan Long Aiquan just retired from the palace to see you. When he saw you in such a state, he knew that it was because of Long Ai's marriage with the Han family. He sighed and comforted: "Sister, he must be more narrow-minded. I have been recently.
I heard that many aristocratic families want to marry Zhao Ji, and the Han family is just one of them, but you also expected that our actions would be so slow..."
Long Aiquan raised her pretty face: "Miss, this Han Yan..."
Master Wang sighed heavily: "He is the grandson of my aunt from Qi State. He is only eleven years old. He is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is very favored by his aunt from Qi State. He forgot that you came to live outside the palace for a while the year after.
day."
De Diji shook her head: "You remember you, do you want to ask, when did you get to know Zhao Ji, and how could you make Zhao Ji fall in love with you so much that you had to marry him?"
Long Aiquan smiled bitterly, pulled De Di Ji into his arms and caressed your back: "Silly girl, you believe that too... Those were all made by the Han family to show others, Zhao Ji and Han Yan have never met each other.
, where did the deep roots of love come from?”
Long Aiquan's delicate body trembled, she broke away from Long Aiquan's arms, put her hands on her hips, and raised her eyebrows: "Why should you, Han Yan, argue with you?"
Master Wang sighed heavily: "Sister, Han Yan cannot do anything about marriage. It must be Aunt Qi's idea."
"Sister, I just said it without saying a word. Zhao Ji has a small ambition, and is both civil and military. He sits on one side and trains soldiers and herdsmen. He can be your humeral minister of Xiao Song. I know that I have never thought about it, sister.
If he appoints me as his consort, according to the ancestral system of the Xiao Song Dynasty, I will be able to be given actual duties from then on, and the military power will be more significant. In that case, it may not be a good thing for Zhao Ji."
"Sister, if he really falls in love with Zhao Ji, he should consider me."
Long Aiquan was stunned, his face turned red, and he immediately covered his face and cried.
You simply don't think so much.
You just care about Zhao Ji and want to stay together with Zhao Ji, so you want to recruit Zhao Ji as your consort.
"Sister, he should think about it carefully. That may not necessarily be a bad thing. Otherwise, if my father in the previous life offered me a marriage and Long Ai was forced to accept it, I would be resentful of him and they would be happy together."
…
As we approach mid-July, the spring breeze becomes warmer and the temperature suddenly rises. The cool spring sun shines over, and the entire city of Tokyo is bathed in red light.
A gorgeous low-column carriage suddenly appeared behind the Han Mansion Gate. Dozens of palace guards armed with swords cleared the way, followed by more than a dozen graceful palace men.
A male official came down and shouted in a low voice: "Mao Zhao Yupan is coming to Han Mansion!"
When people from the Han Mansion came out to greet her, De Di Ji, who was wearing a goose-yellow palace skirt, jumped up from the carriage with heavy movements and rushed straight into the Han Mansion.
The deacon of the Han family hurriedly came down to pay their respects. De Diji's pretty face was as hot as frost and said: "I am here to see their master, and I will take you directly to see Han Yan!"
The deacon of the Han family dared to neglect him, after all, he was Zhao Yupan, the seventh most favored son of the official family today.
Although his mistress Qi Guo was also a princess of the Xiao Song Dynasty, she was the eighth son of the late Emperor Shenzong. In terms of power, she should still be the current Maolong Aiquan.
In the purple beast-gold furnace, sandalwood curls up in the quiet pavilion. Han Yan is wearing a light blue skirt, with a shiny black hair, sitting behind the piano table, her slender fingers are flying, and the melodious sound of the piano is like a low voice.
As smooth as mountains and rivers.
The happy years, the green years, and the love of many men will all come and go as the wedding day approaches.
The brilliant sunlight shines through the screen window, casting a layer of faint red light around Han Yan's body, her delicate face is tranquil and holy.
You played the song so slowly and so mesmerizingly that when the gate was pushed open with a bang, Long Aiquan came back with two or eight palace men. Han Yan was startled, and her men stopped, and a stick
The strings immediately broke, emitting a crisp and calm hum, and the sound stopped abruptly.
Han Yan caught a glimpse of De Diji and immediately stood up and said, "Yan'er, please pay homage to your Majesty!"
Although the two are about the same age, their identities and seniority are very different.
Before the princess of Qi and the official Long Ai were both emperors of Shenzong, Han Yan was the grandson of Qi, but Long Aiquan was the son of Zhao Fu.
De Diji looked at Han Yan warmly, and Han Yan lowered her head silently.
You know why Mao Zhao Yupan came and broke into your Ziyaxuan.
"Han Yan, let me ask him this. He is the direct son of the Han family. What kind of husband can you find? Why do you want to compete with me for Zhao Ji?"
De Diji's voice was very low.
Although Long Aiquan's words caused a deep shock in your heart, you also understood that Zhao Ji was definitely willing to accept the marriage as your consort. With imperial power suppressing him, the results were unpredictable.
You also know that you can be too selfish and ruin Long Ai's future just because of your personal feelings, so how can you bear it?
Of course you also know that Han Yan is not independent in her marriage, and your marriage to Zhao Ji must have been done by the Princess of Qi.
But Dediji still had no idea that she had to go through that hurdle.
The fact that you broke out of the Han family today to find Han Yan was not to vent your resentment and helpless feelings, that's all.
Han Yan looked up at the Mao Zhao Jade Plate in shock, with a blush flying under her pretty face.
You know how to answer the noble princess's question, and you never thought that De Di Ji would have no interest in Zhao Ji.
"Your Majesty, slave..."
The corners of De Diji's mouth trembled, and her emotions gradually became excited: "Say it!... He said it!"
"Maode, what does he want Yan'er to say?"
The fierce and calm voice of Princess Qi came from the courtyard.
Han Yan walked quickly to Qi Guo.
Qi Guo looked at Long Aiquan quietly and said harmoniously: "Maode, my aunt knows that he is feeling happy on the inside, but the matter is related to Yan'er. If he has no resentment, he will come to you."
De Diji's face was pale, "The Han family bullied you, you have to go back to the palace to find your father to take revenge on them for bullying!"
The corner of Qi Guo's mouth twitched, but he still smiled harmoniously: "Maode, Long Ai Quan has many talented people, but he has not yet been married. There are not at least one or four families in Tokyo who want to marry me, but Long Ai Quan is the only one who wants to marry me."
I have fallen in love with our Yan'er... Two families are getting married, eight matchmakers and eight certificates, it's reasonable and legal, how can it be a crime of deceiving the emperor?"
"They knew clearly that the father wanted to grant a marriage, and they still wanted to get married to Zhao Ji. Are they deceiving the emperor?" Tears filled the corners of De Diji's eyes, and her voice trembled.
Your body swayed and you were almost steady, and the attendant quickly supported you.
Master Wang came in a hurry. When you heard that Maode had come to the Han family to ask for help, you rushed over.
Master Wang saluted Qi Guo, then walked over and took De Diji's arm, saying softly: "Sister, follow your sister back to the palace. Has he forgotten what his sister said to him?"
De Diji felt sad and aggrieved, so she threw herself into Master Wang's arms and howled for a long time.
The state of Qi was moved.
It concerns the interests of the Han family. How can you be moved by Long Aiquan's tears?
Han Yan's pretty face simply looked at the uncontrollably sad Mao Zhao Yupan, with mixed feelings in her heart, but she knew what it was like.
…
De Diji was finally taken away by Master Wang.
Han Yan bowed to the Princess of Qi and said loudly after the eighth time in her life: "Grandma, Yan'er is really willing to take away someone's love. Since Mao Zhao Yupan is so in love with Zhao Fujin, we are still getting married.
It would be a shame not to offend the officials."
Qi Guoren smiled: "Yan'er, don't think less about it! That girl Maode loves Zhao Ji. You have known it for a long time, but marriage between a man and a woman requires mutual love. You have no intention of it, but Zhao Ji has the intention. That will end
It’s done.”
"Besides, who is Zhao Ji? He just got engaged and signed the marriage contract. If your Han family comes in at your request, does he think Zhao Ji can just let it go? Is that just making enemies for the Han family?"
"But, but..."
"It's nothing! Yan'er, please calm down for a moment. Grandma will retreat from the palace to see the officials and discuss the matter with them."
Qi Guo patted Han Yanrou's strong shoulder and turned away.
In front of her, Han Yan let out a faint sigh that was very special to the world.
You have a quiet and gentle temperament, and you are usually knowledgeable and courteous. Although you live in a small family, you are always competitive with others.
Have you thought about sitting at home, right and wrong coming down from the sky, and you actually have the reputation of competing with the princess of the dynasty for your husband? Once word spreads, how can you be embarrassed?
Wang Lin hurriedly walked out of the hospital with his two servants, but his face was full of smiles. You had been hiding in the dark for a long time, and you saw that Mao Zhao Yupan had actually rushed out of the Han family to ask for justice. You felt that Han Yan's marriage would be ruined sooner or later.
, there is no gloating in my heart.
"Yan'er, why did Maolong Aiquan come to your Han family?" Wang Lin asked knowingly.