Chapter 119
Lin Qingyu thought about this for several months. During this period of time, the news that the Emperor wanted to make Prime Minister Lin the empress had spread among the civil and military officials, and everyone had different reactions. Generally speaking, the military generals remained silent and the civil officials shed tears after hearing it.
The generals only knew that Lin Xiang was General Gu’s widow, and that she was going to remarry after being a widow for only a year and a half. How cruel and heartless—what? You said this was General Gu’s last wish? Minister Lin doesn’t really want to get married? Oh, that's okay.
The civil officials wondered if the emperor's madness had recurred as he actually wanted to make a man his empress, a man who had been widowed twice. Obviously, their Majesty was not stupid, otherwise how could he have sentenced the corruption case of Liangzhou Governor Qian Xiyuan so decisively and harshly. Not only was Qian Xiyuan beheaded, but he was also killed as a warning to others, and all officials above the fourth rank in the capital were ordered to go to the execution ground to watch.
So the problem must be with Lin Qingyu. This person relied on his looks to bewitch Gu Fuzhou back then, and it was not enough that he even dared to covet the throne of queen. How outrageous!
The brave old minister broke into the general's mansion and cursed at Lin Qingyu. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyu did not get angry but laughed instead. He invited her into the mansion, served her tea, and said, "To be honest, I don't really want to get married. Unfortunately, disobeying the emperor's order is a capital crime. How about you all help me persuade the emperor?"
Old minister: “…”
So, a group of old ministers cried and wailed in the Qinzheng Hall: "Your Majesty, you can't do this! You absolutely can't do this! A man's wife is unacceptable to heaven, and a man's queen is even more of a disaster for the country and the people! You insist on doing this, where do you put the ancestors of the Xiao family!"
Jiang Xing raised his head from the pile of memorials and raised his eyebrows: "Are you done?"
The old official was so excited that his face turned red. He added: "...where will the country and the people be?"
Jiang Xing was not angry, and could even be described as gentle and polite: "When you're done, leave immediately. I'm busy."
The old minister shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Majesty!"
Jiang Xing added: "I am not discussing with you about making Prime Minister Lin the queen, I am informing you. Come and have a drink at the wedding if you are free."
The old minister covered his chest and almost vomited blood: "... Your Majesty!!!"
"Also, the Queen Mother has already agreed to this matter. You should not bother her."
Old minister: “…”
When Wu Youyuan, who was far away in the northwest, learned of this, he cut off one of the arms of the Western Xia prince to congratulate the emperor and empress. Back then, when Gu Fuzhou was about his age, he took the life of the crown prince of Western Xia and became famous in one battle.
——The poem of young people’s passion and youth has just begun.
Dayu was the first male queen and also the first male queen in history. How this marriage should be concluded became a problem. The ceremony of conferring the empress was already complicated, and officials from the Ministry of Rites had to formulate a new set of procedures. This dragged on for another half a year, until the old ministers were too tired to cry out and their hearts were numb. In the end, Lin Qingyu, who didn't really want to get married, was "forced" to nod.
In the second year of Tianshuo, the emperor and empress got married, and the news was announced to all the nine provinces, and everyone celebrated.
Lin Qingyu once again put on the wedding dress for Jiang Xing. Counting the previous three times, this is the fourth time. Marrying the emperor is different from marrying anyone else. Jiang Xing knew that he didn't like complicated things, so she specially chose a simple and solemn wedding dress for him when they got married last time. But this time, he had to wear a flying phoenix embroidered by the Shangfu Bureau for half a year, a specially made men's phoenix crown on his head, a phoenix feather flower on his forehead, and sit in a sedan chair carried by eight people, carried into the palace through the main gate by eunuchs.
The ceremony of crowning the queen was held in Hua'e Tower with great fanfare, fully displaying the style of the royal family. The first snow had just melted, and the Huaye Tower was full of flowers. However, no matter how beautiful the flowers were, when the emperor and empress walked up the stairs hand in hand, everything became their backdrop.
Apart from the sound of the pearl curtain on the phoenix crown colliding, Lin Qingyu could only hear his own heartbeat. He stood beside Jiang Xing, holding Jiang Xing's hand, and felt that the other's palm was wet with sweat.
…On the surface, he looks so calm and composed, and he has grasped the aura of a king just right. So many people were staring at Jiang Xing and treating him like a god. Only Lin Qingyu knew that Jiang Xing was still the boy whose palms sweated when he was nervous.
He accompanied him like this, step by step to the highest point.
All officials paid homage, and heaven and earth celebrated together.
From this day on, winter has a new meaning for Lin Qingyu.
That night, the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full, but the night is short.
No one dared to force the emperor to drink. With the previous experience as a lesson, Jiang Xing did not drink a drop of alcohol this time and came to Fengyi Palace extremely sober. Lin Qingyu had already put on the bridal veil after the coronation ceremony and sat quietly on the bridal bed.
The queen's wedding dress was dignified and heavy, covering her body tightly, with only a pair of white jade hands exposed; on the ring finger of her left hand, she wore a ring engraved with a dragon pattern.
Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Qingyu had been obsessed with practicing Gu for many days. He was once worried that when he came in, he would see Lin Qingyu sending away all the palace servants and hatching poisonous lizard eggs silently.
Not bad, not bad.
He turned the phoenix feather ring on his hand, and then the palace maid reminded him that it was time to remove the bridal veil. He raised his hand and was about to untie the veil, but suddenly stopped, as if he didn't want to disturb the beauty. The palace maid called him again, and he calmed himself down and reached out his hand again.
The wedding veil of the dragon and phoenix was lifted up, and a face as beautiful as a peach gradually appeared behind the tassels of the veil. When their eyes met, Jiang Xing fell into a brief trance, as if he was drunk, and his attention was distracted by the beautiful woman with bright eyes and a radiant look in front of him.
They got married three times, dated for three years, and had sex three hundred and six times. But at this moment, Lin Qingyu still made his heart beat fast and he was at a loss.
The palace maids reminded him that it was time to drink the wedding wine, but he didn't react. Lin Qingyu said: "You all step back."
Jiang Xing came back to his senses when he heard the sound of the door closing. Seeing that Lin Qingyu had a bit of teasing on her face, he immediately tried to save his reputation, put on a romantic look as if he had seen a lot of things, and teased: "Beauty, you are my wife again."
Lin Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and the flower ornament on his forehead moved slightly: "What does it mean that my wife is in your hometown?"
"I haven't told you yet?" Jiang Xing was a little surprised. "Wife means Madam."
Lin Qingyu drew inferences from one example: "In this case, husband means husband."
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "That's right."
Lin Qingyu nodded, picked up the wine pot, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Jiang Xing: "Then, let's drink to each other, husband."
Being called "husband" by the classical beauty in her wedding dress, Jiang Xing felt that his life was almost worth it. He took the wine cup, and with Lin Qingyu's left hand around his right hand, they drank the wine in one gulp.
Choosing the wedding veil, drinking the wedding wine together...they did everything that an ordinary couple should have. After this, only the bridal chamber was left.
Jiang Xing was not in a hurry either. He wanted to take a few more glances at the beauty in red. He stood in front of Lin Qingyu, lifted his chin with his hand, looked at Lin Qingyu seriously, and suddenly sighed: "It would be nice to have a camera at this time."
Lin Qingyu asked: "What is a camera?"
Jiang Xing sat down next to Lin Qingyu and began to explain to him the basic principles of the camera.
Lin Qingyu listened for a while and chuckled, "On the night of your third wedding, are you sure you want to say this?"
"Didn't you ask first?"
"You can tell me later." Lin Qingyu said, "If we don't have the wedding night, it will be dawn soon."
Under the red candlelight, Jiang Xing's eyes were very bright: "But the baby is so beautiful, I don't know where to start."
Lin Qingyu grabbed his hand and placed it on a part of her body, with a faint smile on her lips: "From here."
Jiang Xing's breathing tightened, and he smiled and said, "Well, I'll listen to my wife."
Lin Qingyu was pushed by Jiang Xing and fell into a pool of bright red.
When the love was at its peak, their eyes locked together. Lin Qingyu raised her hand and tried to touch the corner of Jiang Xing's eyes: "It looks good..."
"Am I good-looking?"
"Yeah." Lin Qingyu said softly, "You look very pretty when you sweat profusely on me."
Jiang Xing paused, his eyes filled with emotions, his voice almost silent: "It's fatal."
…
Lin Qingyu woke up in the middle of the night and turned over. Before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice: "Qingyu, I'm here."
Lin Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, not realizing that there was no one beside him, and saw Jiang Xing sitting at the table, turning a page of the memorial in his hand: "Why did you wake up suddenly?"
Lin Qingyu blinked and confirmed that he was not mistaken: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Xing was filled with resentment: "Look at the official documents. I finally understand that my dream of being a salted fish was completely shattered the moment I became an emperor. From now on, I will be a donkey carrying the country and moving forward with a grunt."
Lin Qingyu: "...Even if it's a donkey, you don't need to read the memorial on your wedding night, right?"
"Indeed." Jiang Xing said painfully, "But I was so nervous and anxious in the past few days that I couldn't do anything, so I left a lot of things unattended."
Lin Qingyu was puzzled: "Why are you so nervous?" Jiang Xing said calmly: "You make me nervous. I'm going to marry you again."
Lin Qingyu laughed: "It's not the first time we get married, there's nothing to be nervous about."
"No matter how many times I've done it, I'll still be nervous. And this time, I'm marrying you with my own body, so of course the feeling is different."
Lin Qingyu felt a palpitation and his chest felt slightly hot. This guy made him blush and his heart beat fast with just a casual remark, just like a young boy who just got to know the world of love. He is really capable.
"Then you review it, and go to bed early after reviewing it."
Jiang Xing sighed: "Okay. You go to sleep first, no need to wait for me."
Lin Qingyu couldn't feel the warmth and breath of the person beside him, and he was still not used to it, so he asked, "Can you come to the bed and see?"
Jiang Xing raised the corners of her lips: "If you want your husband to coax you to sleep, it's better to just tell him."
So Lin Qingyu said directly: "I want my husband to coax me to sleep."
Jiang Xing then went to bed with the memorial in his arms, half-lying down on the wedding pillow, and took Lin Qingyu into his arms: "Go to sleep, baby. We still have to go to Ci'an Palace to pay respects tomorrow morning."
Lin Qingyu nodded, found a comfortable position in Jiang Xing's arms, and closed his eyes again.
As the night deepened, Jiang Xing became more and more sleepy. He forced himself to finish reading some of it, then turned around and saw a mountain of memorials waiting to be read. He couldn't help but feel sad: he was still working overtime on his wedding night, and even the production team didn't dare to use their donkeys like this - how did he fall to this point? !
The person in his arms moved slightly in his sleep, and Jiang Xingchao looked down.
Lin Qingyu rested her head on his abdomen, her gentle breath sprinkled on his abdominal muscles, and her long eyelashes cast a clear shadow under her eyes.
He soon had the answer.
Because there is one thing that is more important than being a salted fish.
He hopes that Lin Qingyu will not be bound and can do whatever he wants, even if it means doing bad things without restraint; he hopes that Lin Qingyu can freely pursue his ideals and live the most dazzling and brilliant life.
He didn't want Lin Qingyu to be obedient and sensible, nor did he want Lin Qingyu to suppress himself for the so-called overall interests of the country.
He hopes that Lin Qingyu will always be willful and happy.
For this reason, he was willing to be a less idle salted fish.
——The main text ends.
The author has something to say: The main text is finished! ! After two days of rest, I will update the extra chapters irregularly =3=
Because San Zhuang has the least amount of scenes, the extra chapter will first write about San Zhuang and the beauty's daily life after marriage, then travel through time from ancient times to the present, and there may also be an if line between Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou~
Anyway, there is still a lot of content, so don’t say goodbye yet, I will continue to accompany you in November~
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