Chapter 305: Three whistles, the show begins
You could hear a pin drop in the main hall.
No one expected that at this time, He Zhaojun's only thought was "fighting a decisive battle with the Huns."
"What nonsense! With so many men in my court, it's not your turn as a princess to go to the northwest!"
Empress Xuan also shook her head repeatedly: "Zhaojun, we all understand that you want to avenge your father, but now Zisheng is in charge of the front line. He will definitely find the truth and redress the He family."
He Zhaojun moved her lips, but ultimately only managed a faint smile. She knew they wouldn't let her risk her life again and would definitely not agree to this plan.
So she nodded and seemed to accept the suggestion calmly.
Wen Ziduan added, "Father, the Xiongnu Chanyu will soon be in the capital for peace talks. I hope you will leave all matters to me. The Northern Xiongnu, under the leadership of Chanyu Zhizhi, are brutal, and even within the Xiongnu there are many internal conflicts. We might be able to exploit this to cause civil unrest."
Emperor Wen nodded. "Approved. The Southern Xiongnu, led by Huhanye Chanyu, can only survive by defeating his brother Zhizhi, and they can only join forces with our dynasty. I will leave this matter entirely to Ziduan."
"Zhaojun, are you satisfied with this solution? In this case, your wish doesn't count. Make a new one."
He Zhaojun thought for a moment and said, "I dare to ask Your Majesty to spare the elderly, weak, women and children. No matter what happens, can you save the women of the He family?"
"As for the matter of Jin Yuji, this is not my wish, because I know that Ziduan will never marry her." He Zhaojun looked at the emperor, empress and concubines above her, and her face showed endless loneliness again.
Before her father and brother went to the war, the only thing they were worried about was her. Today, she was finally in the capital and married Wen Ziduan. Where were her father and brother?
Emperor Wen also showed a trace of fatigue. He Yong's death was his fault for being sorry to He Zhaojun and the He family.
As an emperor, he would naturally treat the families of loyal ministers and generals who died on the battlefield well. He sighed and said, "I promise you. Everyone, get up. Ziduan is still injured, and Zhaojun is also sick."
Concubine Yue was most distressed about her daughter-in-law. After not seeing her for a few days, He Zhaojun looked so pale and weak that even makeup couldn't cover it up. What made people even sadder was that He Zhaojun had experienced such desperate situations countless times.
"Good boy, go down and rest quickly. Mother will take care of everything here. You don't have to worry."
He Zhaojun took her hand and stood up: "Mother, I am in deep mourning today and cannot make a grand celebration. I would be letting down the wedding dress you prepared for me personally." Now she only had her skirt with red and black patterns, which was solemn and plain.
Concubine Yue shook her head repeatedly: "You haven't even offered your respects to General He yet. Tell him about your marriage quickly. I believe he would be smiling in his grave."
"Father, Empress, and Consort, I will first follow Zhaojun back to the He Mansion to pay my respects to General He."
Wen Ziduan stood up slowly, as if he had no idea what He Zhaojun would do next, and took her hand and walked out of the mansion.
He Zhaojun knew that since even Cao Chengdu had come along, the attendants on his left and right must all be Emperor Wen's men. She lit three incense sticks and bowed before her father's tablet. Before she could even remember how to insert the incense into the incense burner, she heard three sharp whistles humming in the distant sky, breaking through the rain and rising straight into the clouds.
He Zhaojun paused as she was burning incense. She turned around and looked at Wen Ziduan. They both knew what this meant. Today's heavy wedding banquet had come to an end.
"Zi Duan, Hu Yanju has escaped. His death is imminent."
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