Previously, the articles he wrote were all written by the previous Minister of Rites. And today's article, perhaps because he looked down on it, was now his turn.

Fortunately, he didn't like it. If he did, I would have no chance.

I brought this article today. The previous Minister of Rites probably came to see the Zhang family make a fool of themselves. But unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and he and his son finally succeeded.

"Your Majesty... this... what about this humble official?"

The former Minister of Rites' face turned pale in an instant. A lot of talented people had suddenly appeared in the court recently, and he had no room to display his abilities.

Emperor Wu of Xia looked at him as if he were the god of plague, his face cold. "Your writing is flashy but superficial. Over two thousand words of eloquent prose, not a single word is usable. It's completely incomparable to your writing style when you were the top scorer in the imperial examination. You are unfit for this important task."

"How about this, Philadelphia is still short of a county magistrate. You can go there to gain some experience. If your abilities improve in the future, I will consider letting you come back."

After Emperor Wu of Xia finished speaking, he almost sat down on the ground.

Other people have sons to help them, but his own son is lying in bed unconscious.

The illegitimate son in the family had long been beaten to death by his wife. At that time, he just thought that being a illegitimate son was not a big deal.

But now it seems that sometimes, if a concubine's son produces a talented person, he can directly bring great glory to the family.

Zhang Liang is now the Left Vice Minister of Rites, taking the position his father once held.

It took his father nearly twenty years to climb to the position of Left Vice Minister.

But now, Zhang Liang has reached this position at such a young age, so his future must be limitless.

"Your Majesty, if I were incompetent, it would be fine, but if I were only a county magistrate, what would Princess Fu Yue do? She can't possibly go with me to a small county town like Philadelphia to suffer. She is your daughter, a precious body."

He knelt on the ground, and marrying the princess should be his last straw.

Emperor Wu of Xia had no good feelings towards his daughter, after all, he had already tried to dissuade her from doing so. But she was determined to marry him, and she would not turn back until she hit a wall. So what could she do?

He really didn't like the current Minister of Rites, and it was indeed difficult for him to handle such a heavy responsibility. The court couldn't afford to keep an idle person.

"Philadelphia is flourishing with springtime blossoms. So what if I'm your daughter? Doesn't she also need to care about the people? Let's go together!"

Emperor Wu of Xia thought of what he had heard Fu Yue say in the imperial study, and felt that Philadelphia was a perfect place for her, so he should go and see how the people lived.

Otherwise, she would have thought that her life was very poor and that the people were very happy. She didn't know how to cherish her own life at all!

He couldn't bear it any longer and sat down on the ground like a stray dog.

The Duke of Qi, looking at the emperor's expression, said, "I dare not say anything. If the old scores are brought up and it turns on me, I will be doomed."

If it was the previous Emperor Wu of Xia, it might be possible.

Begging for mercy might still be useful, but the emperor is so decisive now that he doesn't give people a chance to speak.

It was as if everything was set by him, and he never allowed the court officials to participate in any way.

What is even more puzzling is that even so, the entire court is well governed and the country is becoming increasingly powerful, so what can they say?

Once he hit rock bottom, he returned home like a lost dog, packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

When Princess Fu Yue heard that she was about to become the daughter-in-law of a county magistrate and that her husband now had no future at all, she was so angry that she almost fainted.

When he got up again, he had been put on a carriage and was on the way to Philadelphia.

When Concubine Yi heard the news, she was so angry that she fainted. She was only in her twenties and fell seriously ill.

The queen asked the imperial physician to treat her, but she herself seemed to have lost the courage to live.

Now that the queen is in this palace, there is basically no possibility for her to sleep with the emperor.

And her only daughter is like this, what's the point of her living?

The queen didn't care about her. What did it have to do with her whether she loved him or not?

She had tried her best. She knew exactly what this woman was thinking.

If Concubine Yi had become the queen, one can imagine what her fate would be now.

Emperor Wu and the Empress just let the two of them make trouble, and no one seemed to care whether they were trying to commit suicide or not.

However, when she heard that Princess Fuxue's in-laws had begun to pay the betrothal gifts, she seemed to come back to life, put on her clothes, and prepared to go and watch.

Damn it, Zhang Liang was a bastard, and she didn't believe he could offer a betrothal gift that was larger than the Shangshu family's wealth. She would die to see it, and it couldn't be more than her own daughter's betrothal gift.

But when I saw this, I almost fainted again.

The harem was filled with all kinds of gifts. A rough count revealed that there were eighteen sets of betrothal gifts, all of which were various rare treasures.

This is almost twice as much as Princess Fu Yue's betrothal gift. This...

"Oh my god, how much do the Minister of Rites' family value our Princess Fuxue? They must have spent all their money."

"I heard that the Minister of Rites said that it is a great honor to marry a princess. The betrothal gift must not be unfair to the princess."

"My God, this is spending all the family wealth to marry a daughter-in-law. The betrothal gifts and dowry are all her private property. Isn't that handing over all the family property? From now on, Princess Fuxue's position in the mansion will be almost unshakable."

"Have you heard that when Princess Fu Yue got married, the betrothal gift from the Shangshu Mansion was less than half of this. The Shangshu's family was so rich at the time, but they only gave this little. Alas, this is the gap. If it were me, I would also be willing to marry such a bastard."

"Just by getting engaged, it's clear that the Seventh Princess is truly happy."

The comments from the palace maids, eunuchs and concubines made Concubine Yi wish she could find a hole to crawl into.

Concubine Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and felt her whole body shiver with cold. From that day on, she could no longer get out of bed. Her heart felt like it had turned cold.

Among the young talents in the court, apart from the second son of the Duke of Heng, Zhang Liang held the highest official position. He was also very handsome.

This is the genius that has been hidden all this time. But why didn't she let her daughter marry such a person?

The emperor clearly mentioned it and suggested it at that time, so why didn't I choose such a good-looking person?

Concubine Yi regretted so much that tears came out...

But it's too late!