At the same time, everyone was confused.
Prime Minister Xie, why are you silent today?
At this time, Xie Yunqi slowly raised his head, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his lips.
If you look closely, you can see a hint of darkness and helplessness in that smile.
"I think..." His cold voice was particularly clear in the Golden Palace, "Your Highness the Princess is a descendant of a noble family, so she should find a good match. There is nothing wrong with this move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole court was in uproar! The Minister of Rites was so shocked that his eyes bulged like a pair of copper bells.
no?
Thank you for what you said?
Is this correct?
You have to know that Xie Yunqi is the head of all officials and the prime minister, and his words usually play a decisive role.
No one had expected that he would actually agree with the princess's choice of a male lover.
This shocked the court officials.
Especially those conservative officials, they all suspected that they had heard it wrong.
"Thank you, Prime Minister! Once this precedent is set, rituals and music will collapse!" said the Minister of Rites unyieldingly.
Xie Yunqi chuckled when he heard this: "Your Excellency Shangshu is wrong."
His voice was as gentle as jade, but every word was as sharp as a knife: "The Book of Rites says, 'The emperor's daughter is treated like a nobleman.' Since noblemen can have three wives and four concubines, why can't princesses do the same?"
"Could it be that in your eyes, the princess's dignity is not as high as that of an ordinary prince?"
The Minister of Rites was sweating profusely: "This old minister has absolutely no such intention..."
The etiquette was misinterpreted in such a way that he was unable to refute it for a moment.
Xie Yunqi suddenly turned to face the court officials, his face calm and calm: "Who among you doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Now you want the princess to abide by the principle of 'being faithful to one man'?"
"Or are you afraid that your descendants will marry into the princess's mansion, so you won't take concubines anymore?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials in the court felt their true feelings touched and their faces turned red. Some old ministers who had many wives and concubines at home even wanted to bury their heads in their court robes.
When the officials of the prince's party saw this, their faces became as stern as iron, and their eyes kept glancing back and forth between Xie Yunqi and Chu Lang.
What's going on?
Didn't Prime Minister Xie support the crown prince? Why did he come out to support Princess Zhaoyang now?
Everyone was confused, and since they didn't understand the situation, no one dared to speak up.
In fact, it is no wonder that everyone is confused. Who could have imagined that the Prime Minister, who has always been so noble and arrogant, had long been "bribed" by Chu Qingluan. No, to be precise, it was a threat.
Xie Yunqi couldn't help but recall last night, in the flickering candlelight study, when Chu Qingluan asked him to support her in the court and suppress those clamoring voices, he asked her for the "interest" in person.
At that time, he stretched out his hand and covered the back of Chu Qingluan's white and slender hand, and his tall figure enveloped her from behind.
The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
"Prime Minister Xie wants to rebel?" Chu Qingluan secretly gathered his strength, ready to attack him at any time.
But Xie Yunqi did not retreat but advanced, reaching out to hold her hand that was practicing Qigong, "Your Highness wants me to support you in the court and cooperate with you in investigating those things, so you have to pay some interest first."
"What if I refuse?"
Xie Yunqi chuckled, suddenly took her hand, and wrote the last stroke of the last word on the rice paper with a wolf-hair brush, his tone was somewhat ambiguous: "Then I will go to your majesty now and recommend myself, saying that the princess has already chosen a prince consort."
Chu Qingluan curled her red lips slightly: "Are you so confident?"
A dark light flashed in Xie Yunqi's eyes: "Your Highness, there is no need to threaten me with the so-called family interests. I am a cold-hearted person. I can even poison my own father. What else can I not do?
You know clearly what I care about most."
Chu Qingluan paused slightly when she heard this.
He guessed correctly. She really wanted to threaten him with the future of the Xie family and force him to stand on her side.
But Chu Qingluan didn't expect that he wouldn't fall for it.
Yes, how could a person who dares to pull down his own father and replace him be a simple character?
The answer is definitely no.
Thinking of this, Chu Qingluan gave up her initial struggle and instead slightly curled her red lips.
"Okay! Since you want the interest, it's not impossible..."
So, a quarter of an hour later, the two sat opposite each other with a chessboard between them.
"One round will decide the outcome. If Prime Minister Xie wins, I will grant you a promise."
Xie Yunqi's eyes flashed with interest, and he followed slowly: "Any promise is okay?"
Chu Qingluan nodded, "Of course, as long as it does not violate human ethics and morality, and does not harm the country, I will do what I say."
In an instant, the dark bottom of Xie Yunqi's eyes seemed to be illuminated by light, like a deep whirlpool that could directly suck people in.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten? I was the one who taught you how to play chess," he said slowly.
Chu Qingluan did not answer but asked: "Of course I have not forgotten, so, is Xie Xiang going to agree or not?"
Xie Yunqi: “…”
At this point, even though he knew she was plotting against him, he had no choice.
There is no other reason, just because the only thing he wanted from the beginning to the end was only her.
After a while, Chu Qingluan held the black chess pieces and Xie Yunqi held the white chess pieces, and the two started fighting on the chessboard.
"You once said that you would rather sacrifice ten men than lose the initiative." She raised her eyes and looked at him with clear eyes.
"But I feel that... Master has missed a move."
With a "ding" sound, a black piece was nailed to the center of the chessboard, and the same dragon trap as that year was formed on the chessboard.
Xie Yunqi's breathing paused slightly.
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