Jiang Shiyuan chased Shen Luchu for ten years, but on her eighteenth birthday, she received four words: 'Disgusting'. Therefore, Jiang Shiyuan, who made Shen Luchu sick, turned her head and...
In the palace, at midnight——
The emperor heaved a long sigh of relief, threw down the last memorial, and looked regretful.
I regret approving Master Pei to take a day off.
What the hell is this? You have to report every little thing to the emperor, and you make long speeches but fail to get to the point. Don't paper and ink cost money?
"How many days until Master Pei's wedding?" the emperor could not help but ask.
The palace maid beside him replied, "Your Majesty, Lord Pei and Miss Jiang are getting married on the eighth day of the lunar month, which is a good day. There are still ten days left."
The emperor sighed. Well, he still had to work hard for ten days.
When the palace attendants saw him put down the memorial, they quickly brought a green card and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going to turn up the card today? If not, it will be the turn of Concubine Shu to sleep with you."
The emperor looked cold and distant, and remembered the selection rules sent by Zhuixia Palace a few days ago. He frowned, took out a quick report, and stood up and left the imperial study.
"Go to Zhuixia Palace."
Soon, the emperor came to Concubine Jiang's palace.
Imperial Concubine Jiang had already rested. Upon hearing the news, she was about to get up and dress to receive the emperor, but the emperor strode in and held her down to prevent her from moving.
"It's cold, no need to get up."
"This is against etiquette."
Imperial Concubine Jiang had a calm expression on her face. She stood up, put on her outer robe, and saluted him politely.
The emperor looked at her moving, his expression darkened, and his heart felt as if it was being pulled by a dull knife.
Miss Jiang, who had fought on the battlefield and killed the enemy, ignored the rules and became the most obedient Concubine Jiang in the palace, his concubine.
"Get out of here."
Xie Linyuan forced a wry smile, "I heard that you shared all the wine I gave you today."
"We are all sisters serving Your Majesty. Even if we have no merit, we have worked hard. This rare tribute should be shared equally." Imperial Concubine Jiang said, her tone neither hurried nor slow, neither cold nor hot, without any ripples.
Xie Linyuan forced a smile and praised: "Your Highness is really generous. She is so generous that she can even share her favorite wine selflessly."
"I am not as good as Your Majesty, but I have a broad mind." Imperial Concubine Jiang remained indifferent.
But Xie Linyuan knew that she was mocking him.
Xie Linyuan felt a little uncomfortable, "Can you stay today? Jing Huai sent a quick report that he will be able to return to Beijing soon. He has been at the front line for these years, whether leading troops or governing the border, he has done a good job. I want to discuss Jing Huai's marriage with you. He should get married."
There was finally some warmth in Concubine Jiang's eyes, and her tone became gentler.
"As for Jing Huai's wife, naturally let Jing Huai choose it himself. No matter what he likes, whether it's a noble lady or a commoner, as long as he likes it, it's up to him."
"Yes, Jing Huai is our most outstanding child, and he will only marry the woman he likes."
"Wan, it's cold, let's go to bed."
Xie Linyuan held Concubine Jiang's hand and led her to the bed.
At this moment, Aunt Qiu suddenly called out from outside -
"My lady, the wedding will be brought forward. The girl will be married tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Concubine Jiang let go of the emperor's hand and walked out of the bedroom: "What nonsense are you talking about? How come the wedding date has been changed to tomorrow?"
Aunt Qiu said, "Yes, it's tomorrow. The girl said it was Master Pei!"
"I don't know what's going on with Master Pei. He's crying and making a fuss that he wants to get married tomorrow. It has to be tomorrow, he won't wait even a day longer!"
Master Pei was crying and making a fuss?
Imperial Concubine Jiang held her forehead with her hand, "Is this reasonable? Only Jiang Shiyuan can say such a thing."
The emperor who was left behind snorted coldly: How can it be so outrageous? He thought this was very Pei Che.
Pei Che did more than one outrageous thing.
Three years ago, she broke into the imperial study with a memorial that had already been reviewed and examined, and a few days later she knelt in the imperial study for a night, committing treason, begging him to withdraw the imperial decree to grant marriage, begging him not to punish Jiang Shiyuan, and begging him to suppress the matter and keep it secret.
"Your Majesty, Nanny Qin said that it happened too suddenly and the General's Mansion is overwhelmed. She asked Your Majesty if you could dispatch some people to help." Nanny Qiu continued.
Without waiting for Imperial Concubine Jiang to speak, the Emperor came out and announced, "Tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send someone to the General's Mansion to make preparations immediately. If there is any shortage, withdraw money directly from the palace. We must ensure that Miss Jiang's wedding will be a grand occasion tomorrow without any mistakes."
He will make up for what he owes to Wan.
At the emperor's command, the palace gates were opened, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs immediately set out in two groups. One group went straight to the General's Mansion, and the other group of people rushed through the night to Pei's Mansion on Wutong Street.
Mrs. Pei was sleeping when she was suddenly awakened by noisy footsteps. She opened her eyes and saw that the lights outside were bright, and people were hurrying outside the window, and even someone was shouting -
"Hurry up! Move them all over!"
"Everyone, be quick!"
Madam Pei was horrified: "What's the commotion? Was there a thief in the house?"
After saying that, Madam Pei threw off the quilt and stood up!
How could such a bold thief dare to enter Pei's gate? Don't they know that her son is the current Taifu and shot ten people with one arrow in Shuzhou! !
Mrs. Pei quickly put on her clothes, picked up the bedside and scratched it, ready to get up and "kill the thief."
The door of the room opened softly, and her proudest youngest son walked in from outside.
"Mother, there are no bandits. It's my son who is getting married tomorrow." Pei Che said.
Madam Pei paused, then raised her head and said angrily: "Why are you in a hurry now? Why didn't you do it earlier? It's so embarrassing!!"
Pei Che was not annoyed. He chuckled, took a few steps forward, and knelt down in front of Old Madam Pei.
"It is an unfilial son to trouble his mother to take such trouble."
Madam Pei's expression froze. Did she get up too hastily? Why do my eyes suddenly feel sore?
How is he unfilial?
On the contrary, she gave birth to him but did not take good care of him. Because he was very talented and she was afraid of delaying his development, she sent him to school early.
He worked hard and became the most trusted student of the university scholar. Just as she expected, he became more and more outstanding, even far ahead of others.
But she also discovered that while he was leaving his peers behind, he was also getting further and further away from her as his mother.
When she wanted to get close to him, she realized it was too late.
Her son was in trouble, but she was powerless to do anything. This feeling of powerlessness was like a wrench in her heart as a mother.
Madam Pei walked over, pulled the man up from the ground, patted his arm and said:
"It's not a bad omen, it's not embarrassing, my son has always been the best one."
"Especially when choosing a wife, she is one of the best. My mother likes her very much."
"Get married! Get married quickly. Don't talk about tomorrow. I'll do it for you tonight!"
Madam Pei said this, full of energy, stepped out of the room, and said loudly:
"Everyone cheer up, tomorrow Juro will be very happy, everyone will get a share, and the moon appreciation silver will be given for a year!"
Upon hearing this, the Pei family cheered and congratulated one after another:
"Congratulations, my dear, on your wedding."
"Congratulations, my dear, on your wedding."