Having completed her mission, Dilun did not linger any longer. She took her leave, wanting to return to the State of Chu as soon as possible to inform the King of Chu of the news and to begin preparations for the wedding.
After Dilun left, the atmosphere inside the hall was instantly ignited.
"We congratulate Your Majesty on your upcoming marriage to the Queen!"
A king's marriage is a great joyous occasion, especially since this is Ying Zheng's first queen, who may very well become his empress in the future.
Despite the long history of the Qin state, it still placed great importance on the continuation of the family line.
The wicked man laughed loudly, "Haha, my title as the Grand Commandant's tutor to the Crown Prince is finally secured."
According to the rules of etiquette, the crown prince should be the eldest son.
Once Mi Ji enters the Qin state, she will have no competitors whatsoever and will be far ahead of the competition. Her son will be the de facto crown prince.
"Your Majesty!"
Feng Jie suddenly spoke up and asked, "Who should be chosen as the envoy to escort the bride and present the betrothal gifts?"
His words immediately quieted the heated atmosphere in the hall.
This was Ying Zheng's first time taking a concubine, and the other party was of noble status as the daughter of the Chu royal family. Although the Chu Kingdom was declining, its strength was still not to be underestimated, and it was necessary to be courteous and respectful.
Therefore, the selection of envoys could not be arbitrary; they had to be high-ranking and powerful figures in Qin, so as to show that Qin valued this marriage.
"How about we summon Lord Chang'an back and have him lead a delegation to the State of Chu to welcome the bride and present the betrothal gifts?"
Someone suggested this, and it garnered support from many.
“Absolutely not! Although Lord Chang’an’s status is undoubtedly noble, he is still young. In such a situation, the State of Chu might take advantage of the situation to cause trouble,” Wang Wan said decisively.
Wang Wan held the position of Fengchang, in charge of ancestral temple rituals. Since he refused, it was truly difficult to argue with him.
"So who should we choose?" While everyone was racking their brains, they all turned their gazes to the handsome, tall, and sturdy villain, their eyes shining brightly.
In terms of status and position, who in the Qin state today can compare with Grand Commandant Efu? Even if Lord Chang'an were to come in person, he would have to address him as elder brother.
In terms of reputation, he rose from humble beginnings, relying on unparalleled bravery and strategy to fight in the south and north, leading the elite troops of Qin to easily destroy Han and Wei, suppressing three clans with a plan, destroying Zhao without firing a single shot by taking advantage of natural disasters, and forming an alliance with the three clans with hundreds of thousands of troops to advance westward into the Western Regions and develop distribution markets.
Domestically, he held the position of Grand Commandant and served as the tutor to the Crown Prince. He devised a plan to attack the Yelang Garrison, refine sugar and salt, and implemented policies that benefited the country and its people, such as the land tax reform. Although he was somewhat ruthless, he was a man of great vision and possessed the talent to govern the world.
With just a slight move, the strength of the Qin state soared like a rocket in a short period of time, making it famous throughout the world. Who did not know it?
It can be said that if the evil man could personally go to welcome the bride, it would undoubtedly be a great honor for the State of Chu.
"Why are you looking at me?" The wicked man trembled inwardly. He had just returned from a long and bumpy journey, and he really didn't want to go out again.
A hint of mockery flashed in Feng Jie's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, in terms of status, position, and reputation, the Grand Commandant is the only choice, unmatched by anyone."
"Hahaha....Good!"
Seeing his wicked husband's bitter face, Ying Zheng felt a surge of relief and immediately decided, "Then I'll trouble the Grand Commandant to go to Chu to welcome the bride and present the betrothal gifts."
At this point, Ying Zheng paused, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Everyone knows that the Grand Commandant has a brilliant plan. The national treasury is empty now, and there is no extra money to waste on this betrothal gift. This matter will be left to the Grand Commandant to handle."
"Remember this!"
"We must not be impolite, and we must not lose face for the Qin state!"
"Yes, yes, the national treasury is indeed short of money. All the money we have now is carefully managed and cannot be touched!" Meng Can quickly added, seeking revenge for his earlier words.
The wicked husband sighed, "Your Majesty, since I became an official, have I ever received a salary? The servants and expenses in my household are all gifts from you. Where am I supposed to get money for a betrothal?"
Even if you've never eaten pork, you've at least seen a pig run, right?
The Chinese people place great importance on etiquette. Even in modern times, let alone ancient times, there are still many rules and regulations for wedding ceremonies, and the cost can be enough to drain an ordinary family's savings of several decades.
It's easy to imagine that in ancient times, especially since it was a royal marriage and the other party's status was not simple, the betrothal gifts alone would have been enough to make his scalp tingle.
"Then I won't concern myself with that. I'm a little tired today, so I'll adjourn the court!" Ying Zheng smirked, not giving his wicked husband a chance to object, and stood up abruptly.
"Fine, fine, fine, you forced this on me!" The wicked husband hatched a plan, his eyes suddenly turning sharp.
Since your brother Zheng was ruthless first, don't blame me for being heartless in return.
He really didn't have any money, so he simply didn't plan to spend any!
Seeing the wicked husband's expression, everyone's hearts skipped a beat. As the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone this wicked husband, a fierce tiger.
"Could it be...?"
"No, that can't be!"
A sudden, inexplicable thought arose in their minds that something terrible was about to happen, but considering that this was a matter of great importance to Ying Zheng and the Qin state, they figured that their wicked husband probably wouldn't have a relapse.
The wicked man ignored them, turned around and strode away. He went out of the palace gate, got into his carriage, and directly ordered Zhang Erhe to go to Zhushan.
Zhushan.
"The Grand Commandant has arrived!"
Zhang Erhe first helped the wicked man off his horse, and then stood at the entrance of Zhushan camp and started shouting.
Before long, Erniu and Chun Ning strode over, and upon seeing the wicked husband, they burst into excited laughter, "Big brother, you're finally back!"
Counting the days, they realized they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, so they were naturally extremely excited.
The wicked man, with a stern face, said coldly, "Listen to my command, assemble the Black Dragon Armored Army, and accompany me on my mission to the State of Chu in six days."
Both of them were startled, instinctively straightened up, and shouted, "We obey your command!"
"I'm leaving. Come to my mansion tonight for a get-together!" The wicked husband turned and boarded the carriage, leaving behind these words before departing.
The two were completely baffled, wondering who had angered the wicked husband. "Brother... what's wrong with you, brother? You're so scary! We haven't seen you like this in a long time."
Chun Ning sighed, "Let's go. First, let's tell the brothers to get ready. Our Black Dragon Armored Army hasn't moved for quite some time..."
"You mean... Big Brother is going to take action against the Chu Kingdom?" Erniu's eyes lit up immediately, and his blood boiled. He hadn't killed anyone in a while, and his hands were itching to do so.
Chun Ning shook her head. "I'm not sure either, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Anyway, judging from my brother's angry expression, it's probably just what he should do."
"Who cares? Whoever our brother says we'll kill, we'll kill. Has the Black Dragon Armored Army ever been afraid?" Erniu didn't take it seriously at all and turned around to quickly return to the camp.
Chun Ning smiled helplessly, "What a boor! Have you forgotten what your elder brother said about using your brain more?"
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