Chapter 95 Chapter 94 [End of the full text] Wedding...
The next day, the midday sun shone on the palace road, and Gu Shiyan, one of the protagonists last night, slowly opened his eyes.
There seemed to be a pain on the top of my head, and a concerned voice sounded in my ear, "Ayan, do you have a headache? Do you want to call the imperial physician to come and see?"
Gu Shiyan didn't say anything, his mind recalling what happened last night, his face unconsciously flushed a little.
Not only was I drunk last night, I also called out Mu Congmo's name, and in the end he still carried me back home.
The ancients once said that drinking alcohol would cause trouble. Today, it seems that the ancients were not wrong.
Gu Shiyan sat quietly like this for a long time before accepting this fact.
Mu Congmo, who was standing by, immediately handed over a cup of warm water and gave him a concerned look.
Gu Shiyan took a sip from his hand, then looked down at his new clothes, which were probably changed for him by Mu Congmo last night.
Then Gu Shiyan stood up and said, "I have to go back to the mansion today."
There was some reluctance in Mu Congmo's eyes, but he still nodded.
After all, something so big happened last night, Gu Shiyan should go back and explain it, but he was a little worried. He cleared his throat and said, "I'll go with you."
Immediately afterwards, Gu Shiyan cast a look of disdain.
For some reason, when he was leaving the Purple Palace, Eunuch Hu Xian, who was waiting outside, gave him a look of pity, mixed with a bit of awe.
Hu Xian said angrily in his heart, "Your Majesty is really a beast. Not only did he call for hot water last night, but he also cancelled today's morning court session. How could Master Gu with such a delicate body bear it?"
He really wronged Mu Congmo. The hot water was just for wiping Gu Shiyan's body. As for canceling the morning court, it was because he was worried that Gu Shiyan would feel uncomfortable after getting up early due to a hangover.
At the Duke of England's mansion, Gu Cheng and Liang Qiulan had been waiting there for a long time.
Although there was no imperial decree from the palace, Gu Shiyan had been away from home for so long, he should come back to visit.
After a while, a doorman came to report, saying, "The palace carriage has arrived. The prince has returned."
A hint of joy flashed in Liang Qiulan's eyes, and she quickly stood up, while Gu Cheng was still sitting there with a dark look on his face.
Immediately afterwards, a figure in white walked in and was quickly hugged by Liang Qiulan.
"Father, Mother." Gu Shiyan shouted.
She looked at Gu Shiyan carefully, crying with joy, muttering, "It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay."
Gu Cheng said in a deep voice: "Butler Jiang, take the prince to the ancestral hall and make him kneel down. He is not allowed to get up without my order."
Jiang Yi froze in place, not knowing where to put his hands. He hesitated and said, "Master..."
Gu Cheng said coldly: "Why, now my words are no longer effective?"
Jiang Yi sighed inwardly, looked at Gu Shiyan with some apology, and said respectfully, "Please come in, my lord."
Gu Shiyan didn't say anything, but just followed him quietly. He had expected such a situation. After all, it was not accepted by the world for a man to commit himself to someone else.
In addition, the Gu family has made great contributions for generations, and the Liang family is a family of scholars and officials. In their eyes, his actions are undoubtedly heretical and unorthodox.
Liang Qiulan shouted angrily: "Gu Cheng, how dare you!"
It was not until Gu Shiyan gave her a soothing look that she withdrew the hand she had extended to Gu Cheng.
The Duke of England's Mansion and ancestral hall.
The rosewood carved tablets on the incense table were placed in an orderly manner, and the incense burner above was burning with the best incense, emitting bursts of gray smoke.
Gu Shiyan lowered his eyes and knelt on the cushion on the ground. In the silent ancestral hall, only his kneeling figure was there.
After a while, Gu Cheng walked in. He casually took out the wooden stick on the incense table. The square and thick wooden stick was the "family law" of the Gu family.
Gu Cheng said coldly: "I didn't expect that my Gu family would not only produce a Free and Easy Realm Venerable, but also a future queen."
There was sarcasm in Gu Cheng's voice, but Gu Shiyan just knelt quietly and didn't say anything.
The former waved the stick in his hand and said in a deep voice: "You and His Majesty really can't break up?"
Gu Shiyan's eyes revealed a hint of determination, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He said, "It should be impossible in this lifetime."
All that was heard was the harsh sound of the wooden stick cutting through the air, and Gu Cheng swung the wooden stick in his hand with some weakness.
Gu Shiyan's body did not move, but the pain he had imagined did not come.
Gu Cheng's movements suddenly stopped in mid-air. He sighed deeply and reluctantly placed the "family rules" in his hand back on the incense table.
A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he sighed deeply. The white hair at his temples was clearly visible. He said earnestly: "The emperor is tyrannical and is not a good match."
"He pacified Prince Huai and Prince Ping's rebellion, and intimidated the aristocratic families, bringing the northern Rong land back to Daliang. He also opened up the imperial examination system and admitted students from poor families. May I ask, father, you have been in the officialdom for decades, can't you even tell whether he is a wise ruler?" When mentioning Mu Congmo, Gu Shiyan even had a proud smile on his face.
Gu Cheng held his forehead, "What if he finds a new love someday, how will you deal with it?"
"Then I will kill him and his new love with my own hands, so that they can become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks." Gu Shiyan laughed wantonly.
This was a bit outrageous. Gu Cheng looked at Gu Shiyan. He forgot that this was not only his son, but also a strong man in the Free and Easy Realm.
His confidence does not come from the Gu family or the emperor, but from himself.
Thinking of this, Gu Cheng smiled with relief, looked at Gu Shiyan and scolded him with a smile: "Go to your mother, you bastard, and don't let her worry."
Since the Gu family agreed to this matter, Mu Congmo had no more worries and announced an edict at the court the next morning.
The content is basically about enthroning Gu Shiyan as the Prince of Chen and choosing a date for the wedding.
Originally, due to the emperor's excessive majesty, people did not dare to show their dissatisfaction with this matter even if they were dissatisfied in their hearts. However, Mu Congmo's imperial edict used the word "marry" instead of "marry".
It is against etiquette for a man to become a queen, and it is even more unacceptable for an emperor to marry her.
As Hu Xian finished reading out this solemn imperial edict, the ministers below all had bitter expressions on their faces, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
The atmosphere in the hall fell into silence. Someone took the opportunity to observe Gu Cheng's expression, and seeing that the latter was also shocked, he withdrew his gaze.
Mu Congmo sat upright on the dragon throne with a smile on his lips, looking at the ministers kneeling in the hall with great interest.
This matter was the result of his careful consideration, and even Gu Shiyan was kept in the dark. He had anticipated today's situation, but so what?
All under heaven belongs to the king; all within the four seas are the king's subjects.
How could the emperor change his mind because of his ministers? Moreover, since it concerns Gu Shiyan, how could he back down?
Han Xiujin knelt upright, holding a jade tablet, and spoke in a clear voice: "The King of Yue favored bravery, but his people were too fearful of death; King Ling of Chu favored thin waists, but the country was full of starvation. The emperor's favoritism is imitated by his superiors. Now you are risking the wrath of the world by making a man your queen, and even marrying someone under the emperor. If the people follow suit, the yin and yang will be disrupted, and the country will be in ruins. Your Majesty, please reconsider."
With the first one to speak out, the rest of the ministers naturally followed suit, saying loudly: "Your Majesty, please reconsider."
The emperor chuckled coldly from the throne. "If Daliang were so easily destroyed, then I wouldn't be the emperor. If you gentlemen are so incompetent, you should abdicate and let others take over."
The ministers below put their heads on the cold floor tiles. Mu Congmao's words brought them back to their senses. Almost all the emperors of Daliang were crazy. Mu Congmao's behavior was not even ranked among them.
What's more, they also felt that Han Xiujin's words were a bit too much. Moreover, they also saw Mu Congmo's achievements.
"It is settled. The wedding will take place in three months. The Ministry of Rites will arrange the wedding arrangements."
Mu Congmo stood up and left the hall without waiting for the ministers to speak.
Only the officials were left looking at each other and sighing, and the Minister of Rites had a worried look on his face.
The emperor's wedding naturally had ancestral rules to refer to, but that was the process of establishing a queen. Now, not only was it an emperor's wedding, but the emperor was also marrying down. How could he deal with this?
The three-month period was but a blink of an eye, and even though the Minister of Rites had his hair turned white with worry, he still managed to finalize the wedding procedures.
These days, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were also living in dire straits. The Minister of Rites had never thought that the emperor was so "eager to get married". Every few days he would send Eunuch Hu to inquire about the progress of the process, making the entire Ministry of Rites feel like they were facing a great enemy.
But later, somehow, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chen suddenly learned about this matter, and from then on, Eunuch Hu never came to the Ministry of Rites again.
He knew in his heart that His Royal Highness the Prince of Chen was much easier to talk to than His Majesty, so from now on, whenever he was unsure about something, he would ask Gu Shiyan for his opinion.
On this day, the entire capital was hung with red silk, and bright brocade filled the streets and alleys of the capital. Officials also scattered copper coins everywhere, and the people's faces showed joy.
Listen, the sound of gongs and drums rose to the sky, and a group of people walked out of the Duke of England's mansion.
Gu Shiyan was wearing a bright red wedding gown and a dazzling golden crown on his head. He sat astride a white horse with a wanton smile on his face.
The people watching around whispered, "This groom is so handsome, but I wonder who the bride is from?"
Someone pointed in the direction of the imperial palace and chuckled, "It's the one from the Tian family."
The man showed a puzzled expression, "Is there another princess in the palace?"
"There's no princess. He married His Majesty."
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Gu Shiyan rode his horse to the front of the palace. Mu Congmo, who was "eager to get married", was already waiting at the palace gate, followed by the helpless Minister of Rites and Eunuch Hu Xian.
The moment he saw Gu Shiyan, Mu Congmo couldn't help but run towards him.
Seeing this, Gu Shiyan also dismounted and hugged Mu Congmo who was coming towards him.
Only the Minister of Rites was left chasing after him, shouting, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, this is not in accordance with etiquette."
Seeing this, Hu Xian quickly grabbed him, fearing that he would spoil the fun of the two.
Gu Shiyan looked into Mu Congmo's eyes and chuckled, "Ting Liao, I'm here to marry you."
Mu Congmo responded: "Ayan, I am here to marry you."
Immediately afterwards, several crisp sword sounds resounded in the sky, and three swords flashing with cold light appeared in the air, and even bursts of thunder were heard from the sky.
Gu Shiyan picked up Mu Congmo, then stepped onto one of the flying swords and chuckled, "Would your husband take you home?"
Going home, there is finally a place in this vast world that is his home, their home.
Mu Congmo naturally had no objection and responded with a smile: "Okay, I will go home with my husband."
The two figures stood on the swords, and the other two flying swords were hovering in front of them, as if clearing the way for them.
The people below saw this and exclaimed, "Look up at the sky."
Everyone looked over in the direction of his voice, "Those are Broken Rainbow and White Feather, Yue Zun's swords."
Immediately afterwards, Gu Shiyan appeared in the air holding Mu Congmo. The sword under his feet was the Emperor's Sword, a treasured possession of the Daliang royal family, named "Heaven's Mandate."
The people knelt one after another, shouting in unison: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Chen is a match made in heaven."
——End of the full text——
、Yanhan2025.7.30
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