"I heard that the eldest prince has been named King Xiaoyao, and the palace is located in the famous Noble Street not far from the imperial palace. I heard that it is so magnificent and grand." The onlookers whispered.
"Of course, his status is there, and he has a powerful grandfather who was the prime minister. It's natural that he should be as impressive as possible."
"I think the Third Prince is not bad either. The Su family's status is on par with the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although he is a bit cold, his status should not be underestimated."
"Speaking of the Third Prince, I heard that he doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the current emperor..."
"Ah... who told you that?"
"I advise you not to talk nonsense about this royal matter, lest the emperor hears about it and sentences you to death. Wouldn't that mean you've lost your life in vain?"
"Hey! How could His Majesty care what we, the nameless common people, say..."
"That's right. Then you just said that the Third Prince and the Emperor have a bad relationship. How did you know that? This kind of thing is not something that ordinary people like us can easily know."
"Don't worry about who told me this. What I said is true. I guess I'll still be the Crown Prince in the future..."
Although the words were not finished, everyone understood the meaning and stopped talking because it would be taboo to continue discussing it.
“Here it comes, here it comes!”
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then a long team appeared, beating drums and gongs, heading towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Ye Feiyu was sitting on a tall horse with a red hydrangea on his chest and a decent smile on his face. He occasionally waved to the crowd and seemed to be in a good mood.
The wedding procession behind them were all dressed in red robes and carried a crimson sedan chair with golden tassels hanging around it, adding to the elegance and luxury. The curtains of the sedan chair were printed with patterns of phoenixes and dragons playing together, and it was obvious that it was designed and made by a skilled craftsman.
Every stitch was exquisitely crafted, and the top of the sedan chair was as magnificent as a palace canopy. In the center, a large, soft white pearl was inlaid, and the sunlight made it look even more priceless. As the sedan chair drew closer, it was lowered to the ground by the crowd. Its weight and texture exuded nobility, a sedan chair only the royal family could afford.
"Wow, this eight-person sedan alone is worth a fortune! Look at that pearl on it! I've never seen such a big pearl!"
"Of course. The royal family's wedding is bound to be as lavish as possible. We are just here to see the grand occasion and enjoy the excitement."
…
Ye Feiyu dismounted from his horse and saw many court officials standing at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, who came to congratulate him.
"Your humble servant pays homage to His Majesty King Xiaoyao." All the officials knelt down in salute.
"You're welcome, everyone. Today is Feng Wan and I's wedding day. I'm very happy that you all come to honor me. Unfortunately, I have to kneel today." Ye Feiyu said.
Upon hearing this, the officials stood up, thanked him, and made way for him.
No one was so tactless as to stop the eldest prince from getting married, so she entered the Prime Minister's Mansion smoothly.
As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw an old man who looked energetic standing at the door. After seeing Ye Feiyu, he smiled with satisfaction, stroked his short beard, and said:
"Fei Yu is here! Feng Wan is ready, so don't waste time and go pick up the bride."
"Okay, grandpa, Feiyu will go now. Fengwan and I will come over to serve you tea later." Ye Feiyu said with a smile.
Prime Minister Lan nodded.
Led by the Lan family, the group finally arrived at the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The sight was festive, with red double happiness patterns everywhere on the walls and windows. The open space in the yard was filled with mahogany boxes tied with red silk. If the yard was not big enough, these boxes would not have been able to fit in.
The people who came to watch the fun were all stunned, and sighed in their hearts that the Prime Minister's Mansion was really rich. With so much dowry, it must have cost a lot of money.
…
"Master, King Xiaoyao has already gone to the Prime Minister's residence to pick up the bride. Are you really not going?" Ye Ying said hesitantly.
"No!" Jing Chen frowned, staring at the book in his hand, reading seriously.
"I'm thinking that if you really don't go, there will probably be rumors outside. I'm afraid it will affect your reputation..." Ye Ying said.
"What people say outside is none of my business. Just do your own thing." Jing Chen said.
"Yes, I spoke too much." Ye Ying clasped his fists and retreated.
But not long after, the young eunuch outside came to report that the emperor had arrived.
Jingchen nodded without even raising his eyelids.
As soon as Ye Fenglan entered the room, he saw his little son, who was still wearing a white undershirt, reading a book leisurely, and he felt helpless for a moment.
"Chen'er, today is your eldest brother's wedding day. What will the civil and military officials in the court think if you don't go?" Ye Fenglan asked.
"He is your son, not mine. Isn't it enough for you, as his father, to go?" Jing Chen flipped through the book and said lightly.
"You! Brat, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Fenglan glared at him.
Seeing Jingchen silent.
Ye Fenglan leaned forward and whispered, "Chen'er, do you know why your father gave you the character 'Chen' in his name? It refers to the location of the North Star, and later to the emperor's residence. It also became a symbol of the throne and the emperor. Do you understand what your father meant?"
Jing Chen paused, put down the book, looked at Ye Fenglan seriously, and said after a while: "Are you really willing to let me inherit your position?"
Ye Fenglan nodded seriously and said, "You are the only one who is suitable. Father doesn't deny it because of your mother. She is the woman that Father loves the most in his life. Naturally, I love you as much as I love your whole family. But sometimes I can't show my concern too obviously. I'm afraid that something bad will happen to you because of this. How can I be worthy of your mother in the afterlife?"
Jing Chen said: "Since you keep saying that you love my mother, why haven't you found out the truth and avenge her for so many years?"
Ye Fenglan's expression flashed with pain, and then he exhaled and said, "This matter is too complicated. If I once make the murderer public, your maternal family will definitely be irreconcilable with it. This will not only affect the safety of the Su family, but also have a great impact on the court. However, Chen'er, don't worry, when the time is right, the emperor will personally dismember the person who killed your mother."
Jing Chen looked at Ye Fenglan steadily, and saw that he did not look as majestic as usual. Instead, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes as he looked at him. At this moment, his heart was slightly moved.
Jing Chen softened his tone and said, "I won't take over your position because it would be a constraint for me. However, our Ye family's things cannot fall into the hands of others easily."
Ye Fenglan had always known that his youngest son was intelligent, but he rarely showed it. So he said, "Don't be so sure. We don't know how things will develop in the future."
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