Cannon Fodder NPC, She Went Overboard [Quick Transmigration]

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Chapter 111 The sky was just turning pale, and strands of golden light were pouring down, rendering the palace solemn and majestic.

Chapter 111 The sky was just turning pale, and strands of golden light were pouring down, rendering the palace solemn and majestic.

The sky was just turning pale, and strands of golden light were pouring down, rendering the palace solemn and majestic. In the Qinning Hall, all 999 gilded palace lanterns were lit, reflecting on the white jade railings, reflecting a cold and luxurious atmosphere.

The morning bell rang, and Wu Qining, wearing a black robe and a twelve-style crown on his head, walked in slowly. The tassels on the crown swayed slightly with his steps, making tiny sounds.

With wisps of incense and flickering candlelight, the tablets of the ancestors of the dynasty were neatly arranged on it.

She cleaned her hands, burned incense, and knelt on the mat devoutly. Behind her, bells and chimes rang, and hundreds of birds flocked to the phoenix.

"Wu Qining, the 32nd grandson of the Wu family, pays homage to all the ancestors. Today is a good day and an auspicious time. I, in compliance with the order of the world, will hold a grand wedding ceremony and I sincerely ask the ancestors to be witnesses. I want to marry Song Shiwei, the Grand Tutor of Jinzi Guanglu. Now that the grand ceremony has been completed, I must abide by the way of heaven, cultivate virtuous governance with him, and help the people together. May the ancestors in heaven bless us, and may our country prosper and all nations be peaceful."

After bowing three times earnestly, Wu Qining carefully glanced at the tablet above him. Seeing that everything was normal and there was no change, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"All of this was done by Sun alone. It was Sun who committed treason and violated the order of moral principles by insisting on marrying her. It has nothing to do with others. If the ancestors are angry, they can punish Sun by lightning, fire, shortening his life and reducing his salary. I only hope that the trouble will stop with me, and not implicate the one Sun loves."

The black crown remained motionless in the somewhat cold hall; the jade beads hung down like curtains, but they could not cover the burning light in her eyes.

After completing the worship according to the procedure, Wu Qining turned around and knelt down to worship the tablet at the bottom. Her solemn face relaxed a little. She curled the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows proudly, as if showing off her achievements.

"I pay my respects to my mother. I am now the 21st of this year, and I am already an emperor with great power. I have slain all those noble families that have troubled my mother for many years, and this is also revenge for my sister and you."

“If it weren’t for the secret assistance of the regent, Grand Tutor Song Shiwei, whom you left behind, I would have been bullied by those aristocratic families for a long time. If you are still alive, please plead for us. If our ancestors are furious, you have to stop them for me. It doesn’t matter that I have thick skin and flesh, but Grand Tutor is weak and can’t stand it.” Wu Qining blinked at the tablet and spoke in a long tone as if she was acting coquettishly.

As if she remembered something, she pursed her lips sadly and complained affectionately: "I saw the will you left behind, and you didn't remind me more. I almost hurt the Master. From now on I will be alone for the rest of my life." But she was young and naive at that time. If she knew, she might reveal clues and make a big mistake.

"The Grand Tutor is resourceful, intelligent, and has devoted herself to our dynasty. I will treat her well. I thank my mother once again for her foresight in leaving me such a good wife. You can rest assured. The two children you have watched grow up will be fine in the future."

Wu Qining knelt on the ground and muttered. From time to time, she told the late emperor to keep an eye on the ancestors and to inform her in his dreams if he became angry. She could hide the tutor in advance.

She felt that her mother had spoiled her since she was young, giving her everything. Now that she had grown up, she was no longer as childish and ignorant as she was when she was little. She did not make those excessive demands, but just wanted to marry her tutor, which was not a rebellious act, so she would definitely not be angry or blame her.

As far as she knew, it wasn't that the ancestors didn't like women. Otherwise, why would she follow them?

The melodious bell sound suddenly stopped, and Wu Qining stepped out of the palace. She walked towards Yongning Palace happily. I wonder if it has been decorated according to her requirements. She imagined the whole palace to be full of red clothes.

It is just that Taifu is a little unfair that he cannot announce it to the world and tell the people.

It was an auspicious time and a great day, but Wu Qining suspended court for three days on the grounds of feeling unwell and gave the ministers a short holiday.

The ministers just looked at her in silence for a long time, then bowed and left.

Although she didn't deliberately publicize the affair between her and the Grand Tutor, she didn't hide it either. Almost all the old foxes in the court could see the clues.

Anyone who saw that the Grand Tutor often came out of the Yongning Palace in dishevel, and that His Majesty summoned the Grand Tutor more and more frequently and for longer and longer periods of time, and even that it was common for him to stay overnight in the palace, would think that there was something fishy going on between the two.

Some officials were still secretly brainwashing them into believing that they were just a close relationship between a teacher and a student, and that even if he was the emperor, he should respect the imperial teacher who protected him and helped him seize power. However, some officials had already given up.

Compared to the emperor's suspected affair with the tutor, it is more terrifying that the emperor is a cowardly and incompetent puppet emperor who is about to be overthrown by the aristocratic family. The latter dynasty will have to change its surname.

Anyway, His Majesty has already appointed a princess as the crown prince and has an heir, so they just need to make sure that the princess is not led astray by the two of them. Whatever His Majesty does in secret, they will just turn a blind eye and let it go.

But, Your Majesty, could you please restrain yourself a little? This makes it very difficult for them.

As soon as the government affairs were dealt with, their eyes were fixed on the Taifu, without blinking. They had to stick to the Taifu no matter what they did, and felt uncomfortable when they left for a while. They were not blind.

If Wu Qining knew about the ministers' mental breakdown, he would only say with confidence: She is young, just beginning to feel emotions, and has just experienced the world. She has been oppressed by those aristocratic families for a long time. She feels insecure and wants to stick to her wife all the time. Isn't this a normal thing?

Regarding Wu Qining's behavior of secretly provoking court officials and showing off their relationship, Song Shiwei just sighed and said nothing.

She already felt guilty towards Wu Qining because she had failed to give her a legitimate identity, so she naturally indulged her in her actions.

As long as it does not harm the government and cause trouble to the people, she can do whatever she wants. If one day, the ministers impeach her and the people are resentful, she will bear the consequences.

After all, she was her tutor, and any mistakes made by His Majesty were due to her inability to educate him. Even if she was cut into pieces, she would not regret it.

But if anyone dares to go beyond her and take over her teaching responsibilities, don't blame her for being angry.

Your Majesty is hers, her disciple, her child, and her sweetheart.

It was normal for a young boy to be reckless and ignorant. She could teach him and punish him, but she would never allow anyone to interfere.

Looking at the smiling face of His Majesty, the minister who was ready to make a move took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help it. She jumped out with the tablet in her hand. Before she could say anything, the blushing figure in the front turned around and glanced at her.

The ministers who were so excited that they even considered dying to give advice were half discouraged.

"Lord Wang, what's the matter?" The scarlet official robe was embroidered with golden silk cloud patterns, and the jade belt buckled at the waist was shining coldly. Song Shiwei stood at the head of all the officials, and glanced at her carelessly with narrow eyes. The sudden silence around him made the minister silent immediately. After saying nothing happened, he retreated timidly.

Even though the Grand Tutor has ceded most of her power to His Majesty who sits high on the dragon throne, her prestige remains, growing stronger with age.

He was a powerful official who was able to unite the poor and part of the imperial power on his own, fight against the entire aristocratic family, and dominate half of the court.

The Grand Tutor was never a good person to talk to. When the noble family was still around, she was so tough that even they couldn't take advantage of her. After the noble family was gone and His Majesty took power, she restrained herself a little, but no one dared to offend her.

Not to mention that there is a Majesty who is beginning to show his willfulness standing behind him.

Forget it, they can't control such matters, nor should they control them. Let the late emperor and his people worry about it.

The palace seemed to be stained by clouds, with red walls wrapped in gold gauze and red silk hanging from the eaves. The long corridors and palace walls were all covered with double happiness imperial paper, and even the little beasts under the corridors held red silk in their mouths.

In front of the Yongning Hall, the dazzling palace lanterns spread from the white marble steps to the red terrace. The lamp surfaces are decorated with pearl tassels. The pearl light flows as the candlelight sways, like the Milky Way pouring down on the earth.

Wu Qining walked in slowly. The Yongning Palace seemed to have changed, and it was all bright red. Red silk was coiled into a heart knot on the dragon-carved pillars, like a flying red silk ribbon. The three-meter-high vermilion wedding tent was covered with gold silk brocade, and under the eaves hung a nine-phoenix-facing-the-sun wedding curtain. Peacock feathers and gold threads intertwined, weaving a scene of a phoenix and a crane singing in harmony.

She joyfully directed people to make further arrangements until all the places in the Yongning Palace that she could see and couldn't see were covered with several layers of soft blankets. Then she nodded.

She had arranged every sharp and hard place in the Yongning Palace, as if there was a babbling child crawling on the ground, and they were afraid that the child would bump into something if they were not careful.

This way, her knees wouldn't hurt when she pressed the master there.

Song Shiwei was still wearing a crimson official robe. The jade ring on her waist rang slightly, and she smiled at Wu Qining.

Her black hair was tied up on top of her head, and a delicate hairpin was pinned to her bun, which matched the silver threads on her scarlet official robe. The hem of her official robe dragged on the ground as she walked towards Wu Qining step by step.

Her eyebrows were gentle and there was a slight smile on the corner of her lips. Wu Qining's face was reflected in her eyes, which was very different from her usual majestic and cold appearance in the court.

It was her master, the master who only let her see this look. It was hers!!!

Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and Wu Qining felt as if her whole body was burning, and her face was redder than all the red silk in the room. She hurriedly looked away, trying to hide her shyness.

Song Shiwei looked at the smoking child in front of him with some amusement, stroked her hot face with his bony fingers, and gently pulled her back.

"Your Majesty, you have not yet performed the wedding ceremony with me."

She took Wu Qining to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and waved them in front of her with a smile.

There were only the two of them in the festive Yongning Palace. Wu Qining caught the wine and drank it all in one gulp without thinking.

Then, she looked at the unfinished wine cup in Song Shiwei's hand, a little dazed.

She remembered...she remembered what Xuanjian had said about etiquette...

As she thought about it, she became a little anxious, and poured herself another cup of wine and drank it all. After drinking three cups, Song Shiwei, who was watching the joke, looked at her and pursed her lips, looking like she was about to cry.

She grabbed her slightly trembling hand, clasped her arms together, and handed the wine cup to her mouth. She bit Wu Qining's fingertips and motioned her to stretch out her hand to feed her.

"You are so anxious. You should drink with me."

"It means working together, supporting each other, and getting along harmoniously." The last word came out from her water-stained lips, with a faint tremor, lingering from Wu Qining's ears to the bottom of his heart.

Wu Qining couldn't help but hold her in his arms, kissing her bright and tender earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Master, by teasing me like this, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of bed later?"

"Wrong." The slender fingers gently tapped Wu Qining's chest, separating her hot lips from her earlobe.

"Your Majesty, what should I call you?" The fingers that were pressing against her softened and began to circle on her dragon robe.

"Madam...Madam."

"Good boy, come on up. This is a reward."

With a sweep of her long arms, her black hair fell on her shoulders. She gently hugged Wu Qining's head, which was already buried in her chest and sucking, and brought her to the couch. She pulled down the curtain, covering it tightly.

The child treated her very gently, and she believed she would not do that.