Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, twenty-three years have passed. Her plans have never succeeded, and her love has never been satisfactory. What she owns is still the three million square kilometers of land that has never been increased or decreased by Eagle. Dancheng has passed away, and her love has never been fulfilled.
The entanglement between Ji Chen will never see the light of day.
The successive kings of the Eagle Kingdom got married about two years after they reached adulthood, but she stayed alone until she was twenty-three years old. Ben decided to marry Dancheng, but instead, he just wanted to get a grand meeting gift.
He passed away desolately, leaving only a gauze bag of dried flowers.
After the war between Ying Zhi and Cang Teng, ministers and generals kept hinting that the time had come for her to choose a husband, and that she should spread her branches to achieve great things for future generations. Half a year ago, it had been almost two years since Dan Cheng passed away, and she was in deep pain.
Deep down in her heart, she no longer easily felt the emotion, and began to look for suitable candidates among the princes and ministers. Unexpectedly, she met Ji Chen in the cemetery. From then on, she became entangled with him, and the matter of getting married was put aside.
In the morning meeting today, as if it could no longer be endured, a minister raised the issue blatantly, with sincere words and no room for negotiation in his politeness. He won a unanimous response, and all the ministers came out one after another, focusing on the national interests and the power of the royal family.
, pointing out the pros and cons, tactfully admonishing, and secretly exerting pressure, she had to make a promise to get married as soon as possible within a month.
The matter of the tomb has not yet been satisfactorily resolved, and the choice of a royal husband has become an urgent issue. The King of Eagle Kingdom is leaning on the soft couch, resting his head on his hands, irritability appears in his brows and eyes, his thoughts are surging, and he does not stop for a long time, but his face becomes more and more bleak, she
Really tired!
The two figures repeatedly appeared in her mind alternately, her eyes were gentle and tender, her eyes were gentle and cold, and her heart was passionate. Finally, they combined into a blurry face, which could not be seen clearly. Her eyes were half-closed and closed, and her mind gradually
Chaos arose, and the hand supporting his chin collapsed like a pillar. His body fell heavily onto the soft couch, and he gradually fell asleep.
Wanjia stepped forward carefully, leaned down, and covered Zheng Xiaohan with the velvet brocade quilt piled messily on one side. She took a few steps back, her eyelids drooped, and she stood stiffly, but there was a slight spark in her eyes.
With a complicated look on her face. Regarding Zheng Xiaohan's promise to choose Wang Hui, she had sent a letter to Cang Teng and was waiting for her senior brother's plan.
Regardless, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
She raised her eyes and looked at the beautiful beauty sleeping soundly on the soft couch. Her eyes were full of murderous intent, and a ball of fiery energy gradually gathered in her palms. However, after careful consideration, she finally took her inner energy back into her body. Zheng Xiaohan's soft couch and throne
There are many flexible and agile mechanisms arranged. As long as it feels even half of the pressure coming, it will instantly launch countless poisonous short arrows, and extend two petals of dark iron like flowers to cover the person in the middle and bite them tightly.
together.
The people inside Xuanhua were unscathed, and the person who intended to attack had become a pile of carrion. Moreover, no matter what method was adopted, there was no possibility of success. Naturally, she would not be stupid enough to spend her life in vain, but get nothing.
Less than.
Shao Kefan opened the letter and glanced at it hastily. He inadvertently used a little force with his hand, and the letter paper was torn in half from the middle.
The light of the stars in his eyes shone brightly, but there was an icy coldness: he had finally waited for this day, and Shi Kemeng did not disappoint him.
The person who boldly asked Zheng Xiaohan to get married as soon as possible in the Duanhong Hall was one of the internal agents he sent to Yingzhi when he first came to the throne. He was named a co-organizer by Yingzhi and was given a first-class civil service. Even Zheng Guanqiu, the previous king of Yingzhi,
I didn't notice anything strange about this person, let alone Zheng Xiaohan who later came to the throne. That was a nail that penetrated very deep and was best hidden.
Zheng Xiaohan cannot be with Ji Chen, so Ji Chen must be out of the scope of consideration. In this case, according to convention, the method of selecting the prince's husband should be the same as that of the vassal king competing for the throne. After all, it is impossible for a person like Zheng Xiaohan to choose a martial artist.
If you are married to someone with mediocre strategies, you can just put a chess piece next to Zheng Xiaohan's pillow and let him control the situation and layout of the chessboard.
After the five feudal kings of the Eagle died in the wilderness, the only ones who could be considered a threat to him by the Eagle royal family were Zheng Xiaohan and Yang Yongqing. After three nights of busy work by Mie Zhou and Fang Xiu, the cover above the 130,000 tombs
She entered an illusory and wide barrier, with a transparent spirit-eating talisman attached to the edge. If she didn't move, he wouldn't move, otherwise all the evil spirits would be wiped out. The worry of each soldier of the Eagle Guards being ten times stronger is gone.
exist.
As for the soldiers disguised as civilians in the stone tent huts, although their number is constantly growing, including the real army, they are less than a quarter of the Cang Teng Armed Guards, and they will not be enough to cause a serious problem within five years.
The swordsman comes to block the swordsman, and the ministers and generals are also the pillars of Cang Teng. No matter what aspect, Yingzhi cannot be compared with Cang Teng. Once Zheng Xiaohan is eliminated, everything will be much easier.
Rolling up his red sleeves and writing quickly, Shao Kefan quickly wrote a letter. There were only a few sentences, but he seemed to have carefully considered every word. Each line pointed out the key points. After writing, he took a red pill.
Wrap it in the letter, then put the paper rolled into a thin tube into the bamboo tube tied to the goose's leg, open the window coffin, throw your hand upward, the letter goose flaps its wings a few times, soars into the sky, and flies in the direction of the eagle.
Lord Cang Teng squinted his eyes and stared at Xinyan, which had turned into a small black dot. There was a fierce hope in his eyes. He didn't look back until it disappeared into the distant sky. He hoped that Zheng Xiaohan would do what he wanted! For
He was 80% sure of this, but things often took a turn for the remaining 20%, so he could only wait and see.
Xinyan landed in the yard in front of the small pavilion house, folded its wings, and landed in a slightly deeper hollow black wood tube attached to the edge of the large screen. It called twice in a low voice and then became silent again. Wanjia hurriedly walked out of the pavilion house.
He came out, picked up Gray Goose, took down the letter, glanced at it, put the red pill in his arms, and walked calmly towards Xuanting Hall.
There are no guards guarding the entrance of Xuanting Hall, and there are no maids or slaves in the hall. I think it is because the master is very quiet and likes to be alone. On the soft couch at the end of the main hall of the main hall, there is a man in white lying on his side. He is about twenty-five years old.
At the age of 18, his face was delicate and handsome, his slender hands were supporting the side of his face, his lips were perfectly curved, but they looked a little pale. At this moment, he was stroking a strand of long, silky hair that hung down his chest, and his watery eyes were flowing.
, eyes blurred and lazy.
Wan Jia Yingying walked into the main hall, and the man on the soft couch raised his eyes, calmly, as if he was looking at her, but not at her. His voice was light and floating, "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, Miss Zhou."
Wan Jia covered her mouth and smiled, her natural charm looming between her brows, "The admonishing doctor looks so narcissistic."
Fengyuan sighed softly, and the folding fan in his hand clicked on his palm, and an ink painting of beautiful rivers and mountains unfolded again. He walked towards Wanjia while waving the jade bone fan, "There is no one who admires Fengyuan, and there is no one who appreciates it."
People in Fengyuan have no choice but to appreciate themselves. Admiring oneself alone is also a kind of fun."
"It's fun to listen to interesting people talk!" The two stood in the center of the hall. Wan Jia took out a letter from her sleeve with a smile and handed it to the admonishing doctor, "But right now,
I’m afraid this task won’t be interesting no matter what.”
A flash of surprise flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes, he opened the letter, and a red pill came into his eyes. He recognized that this was a Qiangyuan Pill that could improve martial arts by two levels. He had a premonition that things would not be simple, and his face couldn't help but become more solemn.
After reading the letter, he frowned slightly and said, "Oh, I don't want to marry the Lord of Eagles. Besides, it's not certain whether the Lord of Eagles will use martial arts to win over others, but the king is so sure?"
Wanjia thought for a while, "The monarch must have considered this issue, and he will not be blamed for the failure of the mission. If that is the case, the admonishment doctor will do as he did." After a pause, he added, "The admonition doctor is not there either.
Marriage? It would be good to have a marriage."
"Haha..." Feng Yuan glanced outside the door and suddenly lowered his voice, "If I married Zheng Guojun and later got rid of Zheng Guojun, I'm afraid I would be completely alone."
Personable, yet cynical!
Wan Jia understood that he was teasing, but still tried to persuade him seriously, "If you have done a great job, the monarch will definitely make up for the shortcomings in admonishing the doctor. The most important thing right now is to co-organize the great scholar to guide the Eagle Lord on this road.
It’s best if you can convince her.”
Feng Yuan nodded, his eyes calm, as if the consequences had nothing to do with him, he just let nature take its course.
Five days passed, and Zheng Xiaohan did not mention the selection of the prince's husband. The topics in the morning court mainly focused on the progress of the Shiji Tent House and the treasury finances. Shi Kaimeng and Wan Jia couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, Lord Cang Teng was waiting for them.
information.
In the early morning of the sixth day, the co-organizer of the court took advantage of Zheng Xiaohan to listen to the report of the Minister of Construction on the Shiji Tent House. He took a step forward and said, "I am bold. Regarding the marriage... How are the monarchs considering it? All ministers and generals are waiting.
The king holds a wedding banquet for the common people to enjoy and celebrate together."
Zheng Xiaohan's face turned pale, and his tone was extremely unhappy, "Didn't I promise that the marriage will be completed within a month? Why, the co-organizer is more concerned about this marriage than I am?"
Shi Kaimeng said sincerely, "The minor ministers are just for the king's consideration. There are more than ten outstanding young men in the court. If the king is interested, let them compete with each other and choose the most outstanding ones to marry with the king."
Together we can work together to achieve the great cause of the Eagle and benefit future generations of the Eagle."
Zheng Xiaohan stared at the void outside Duanhong Hall, his eyes covered with sadness, and his tone was light, "I already have a candidate in my mind."
The ministers looked at each other in surprise and curiosity. They didn't know which candidate the monarch was referring to. Shi Kaimeng whispered "Ah!". The monarch turned a blind eye to Feng Yuan and showed no enthusiasm at all. He expected that the candidate was not Feng Yuan.
, and my heart sank.
Feng Yuan was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, with the head of the fan placed in the palm of his left hand. He reacted calmly to Zheng Xiaohan's words. He just raised his eyes and looked at her carefully. He knew in his heart that the person he chose was not him, and secretly let out a long sigh of relief.
There is nothing there, so where is the dust?
Shi Kemeng still asked without giving up, "I have the courage to be bold again. Who is the person chosen by the monarch...?"
Zheng Xiaohan glanced at him sharply and replied impatiently, "Swordsman Mo Huan."
There was an explosion in the main hall. Not only did Mo Huan have no status or rank, he was not very qualified as a swordsman. His martial arts was only just above the first level and could not be compared with most swordsmen who had superb martial arts attainments. Moreover, his courage
Unfortunately, every mission he performs is basically a failure, which is enough to bring shame to his status as a swordsman.
Zheng Xiaohan expected that his ministers would react like this, and looked at the people under the throne with some amusement, "Why, do you have any opinions? The successive kings of Yingzhi have always had great power. As for the king, husband and queen, they are just bedfellows. Choose
It doesn’t matter who it is.”
Everyone suddenly realized that the monarch was just choosing a puppet who was not a threat. That was fine. After all, the reason why everyone cared about the monarch choosing the son of the He family as his husband was because it related to the family's reputation. The answer turned out to be a man with no background.
In addition, swordsmen with insufficient ability can avoid the phenomenon of one person attaining the Tao and ascending to heaven. They no longer have any threat to them. The balance of power among the major courtiers has not been affected.
The ministers and generals tacitly understood this idea and congratulated each other in unison, "Congratulations to the king for choosing a good husband."
A good husband? Zheng Xiaohan felt a sense of desolation in her heart. The person she wanted to marry in her life had passed away, so she had no choice but to offer sacrifices. It didn’t matter who she married. In this case, she might as well choose someone with less power to avoid future troubles.