Chapter 149: Granted Marriage
Qiao Yihuan's face turned pale and he was a little at a loss.
Xiaoying behind him didn't dare to speak this time. She was really afraid of King Jing.
She went from being a healthy person to becoming a disabled person because she lost an arm because of King Jing.
If he displeases Prince Jing this time, he might lose his life and even the crown prince's.
He Zhiyu said, "Yihuan, don't take King Jing's words to heart. What are you doing here?"
This is the Zen temple where the man lives. Yihuan would not come here casually if she had nothing to do.
Qiao Yihuan paused for a moment, then said softly, "Actually, I heard something and wanted to tell Your Highness."
"What are you talking about? Don't be afraid, just speak slowly."
Qiao Wanyan was not interested in what Qiao Yihuan wanted to say. While the two were talking, she picked up the burn ointment that the prince had just placed on the table and handed it to He Yanli, wanting him to use the burn ointment with Wanyan Yu ointment to apply it to her wound.
It would be a waste if you don't use such a good thing.
He Yanli took a look at the box of burn ointment she handed over, took it and threw it directly into the trash can.
Qiao Wanyan glared at him, withdrew her hand, and angrily vented her dissatisfaction.
He Yanli frowned, and Qiao Wanyan rolled her eyes at him without even looking at him, starting to get angry.
Just as Qiao Yihuan was about to speak, she heard Qiao Wanyan speak, "Your Highness, the prince threw your burn ointment into the filthy bucket and refused to let me use it!"
He Yanli: “???????”
Who made her so fond of complaining?
Do you sue for everything you get?
He Zhiyu frowned and looked at him with displeasure, "Why are you bullying Gu Lai because of what you are dissatisfied with?"
As He Zhiyu spoke, he asked Jingyuan to bring another box. He used a handkerchief to wipe the burn ointment on the back of Qiao Wanyan's hand, then put new burn ointment on his fingertips and applied the medicine to her.
The action was natural and Qiao Wanyan accepted it with peace of mind.
Qiao Yihuan felt like an outsider at the moment and could not participate in their relationship at all.
Qiao Wanyan suddenly said, "Sister, just say whatever you want to say. Will you blame me for interrupting what you wanted to say just now?"
Qiao Yihuan said, "How could that be? In fact, I heard the son of the Tongzhou prefect conspiring to pour wax on Wanyan's skirt. If not, the paper of the prayer lantern would not have caught fire so quickly when it fell."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the two people present changed slightly at the same time.
He Zhiyu sent people to capture Li Xiucheng that night, and sure enough, they captured him five miles away from the Flower God Temple.
The Marquis of Jing'an Mansion directly pushed most of the faults of the incident onto Li Xiucheng, saying that he deliberately retaliated against the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion and Miss Qiao and poured wax on the tree, which almost caused a disaster. He followed the Crown Prince Jing Wang and others back to the capital overnight.
But when they returned to the capital, it was already the beginning of the Chou hour. The prince first locked the people up in the East Palace, and everyone went back.
After the morning court session the next day, Li Xiucheng was beheaded and the prefect of Tongzhou was dismissed from his post.
The emperor never cared about those trivial matters, and was too lazy to send people to investigate whether this matter was done by Li Xiucheng alone.
No one died in the Temple of the Goddess of Flowers. If Marquis Jing'an wanted to find a scapegoat, he could just turn a blind eye.
"Crown Prince Jing and that little dandy stay." After the emperor finished speaking, all the ministers withdrew.
After the hall quieted down, Jiang Qiyun said slowly: "Your Majesty, I also have a name. How can you say that I am a little playboy in front of so many people?"
The emperor laughed, stood up and said, "I have called you this since you were little, and now you are grown up you know how embarrassing it is. Come on, the three of you will accompany me for dinner. I haven't eaten with you for a long time."
Zhongbaodian
The emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the main throne. His eyes were like quiet and deep pools. Even though his expression was full of kindness, the occasional ripples in his eyes made people feel awe and dared not act rashly.
"Prince Jing has been in Beiming City for many years. How come your taste has changed? I remember that you used to love sweet-scented osmanthus cake the most. You would always eat a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake before eating other dishes."
He Yanli had no expression on his face, nor did he mean to compliment her. "Osmanthus cake is too sweet. I don't like it anymore."
The emperor laughed out loud, and his laughter was full of ridicule.
Don’t like to eat?
He Zhiyu remained silent throughout. He had never dared to be so disrespectful to his father like He Yanli was.
This way of getting along is very much like that of a loving father and a favored son in an ordinary family.
He used to be envious, but he didn't know when he started to not care anymore.
People always have to accept everything they don't like.
The emperor then asked, "The prince is old enough to marry a princess. Do you have a favorite candidate in mind?"
He Zhiyu was a little surprised when marriage was suddenly mentioned. If it were in the past, he would definitely do his best to explain to his father what a suitable candidate Yihuan was.
She was gentle, generous, well-educated and well-mannered. Although she was only a concubine's daughter, she never cared about those vain things.
But now, he didn't know how to start.
Yihuan was ordered by his father to be caned in public, and everyone in the city knew about it.
The emperor carefully appreciated the subtle emotions on his face and found that he had improved a little. He knew what to say and what not to say and no longer lost his mind for a woman.
"Your marriage is a family affair and the foundation of the country. You should marry someone who is virtuous and has noble character. The Queen and I are both considering the selection of the crown prince. If there is someone you like, I will give priority to him."
He Zhiyu stood up and said, "Thank you for your concern, father."
"Sit down. There's no need to worry about all the complicated details if you're not an outsider."
The emperor glanced at He Yanli, who seemed to have no intention of paying any attention to him. His expression changed slightly but he didn't say anything. Instead, he shifted his gaze to Jiang Qiyun.
"Little dandy, most of the people your age are married, do you have a girl you like?"
Jiang Qiyun was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that they were just talking about the Crown Princess, but the next moment they were talking about themselves?
He had wanted to marry someone before, but she and the prince were in love with each other, so he would definitely help her and make her happy.
As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter whether I can be with her or not.
"I do not have, nor do I wish to marry."
The emperor said, "You are the only son of the Marquis of Jing'an. If you don't marry, I will not agree even if your father agrees!"
The emperor glanced at He Yanli after he finished speaking, "But I have a good candidate, with good looks and a good family background, and proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting, more than enough for you. In fact, you are trying to marry someone higher than you can!"
Jiang Qiyun had a vague idea of who this person was.
Just as he was about to refuse, the emperor spoke again, "I will ask the Imperial Academy to write an imperial decree to grant marriage. The marriage of the eldest daughter of the Qiao family and the only son of the Marquis of Jing'an will be a great joyous event."
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