The emperor was waiting for the queen in the back hall, and breakfast and other things were ready. As soon as Wen Jiaojiao came in, he saluted the emperor and went straight to the bed on the side.
The emperor stood up and took the queen's hand, led her to sit at the table and prepared to have breakfast with her. He glanced at the bed behind the screen and said, "You just let her sleep like this? You don't even eat breakfast?"
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Xiao Qingyu calmly withdrew his hand and said, "Jiao Jiao usually eats breakfast late. She got up too early today. Wait until she wakes up to have breakfast."
The emperor scooped up a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the queen, "Do you think she would be able to get up if no one called her?"
Xiao Qingyu glanced in the direction of Wen Jiaojiao, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I can't get up."
The emperor saw the wolf skin cloak on the shelf and asked casually, "Does she still like that cloak? Although this wolf skin is not the best leather, it is well-kept. I will give it to the one with the best craftsmanship."
Made by craftsmen."
Xiao Qingyu stopped eating the porridge, blew on the hot porridge and took a few sips before saying: "Jiao Jiao has never cared about these clothes and jewelry. As long as they look good, she can wear whatever we give her. She doesn't know anything about leather craftsmen."
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Speaking of this, Xiao Qingyu rarely smiled at the emperor, "She will definitely show off in front of that boy from the Xiang family later. This is how Jiao Jiao treats those who bully her."
The corner of the emperor's mouth curled up slightly, "He is really a child at heart, but he is just like you."
Xiao Qingyu glanced at the emperor, "Jiao Jiao is unlucky and was born with a weak body. If it were me, I would have killed those two beasts with my own hands that day. Jiao Jiao is the child with the best temper in the Xiao family.
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The emperor did not comment on Xiao Qingyu's words: "Indeed."
In such a comparison, no matter in terms of personality, temperament or weak body, Wen Jiaojiao is the one with the best temper and the weakest force in the Xiao family.
An hour later, Yuzhu and Fengxin, who were guarding Wen Jiaojiao, quickly woke her up. The palace banquet in Yingqing Palace had already begun, and music started playing outside. Wen Jiaojiao was still asleep.
"Miss, the envoys and family members of various officials and officials are here. Miss, wake up!"
Wen Jiaojiao was almost raised from the bed by Yuzhu Fengxin. Wen Jiaojiao fell asleep listening to the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra outside. This time she didn't get enough sleep.
But Yuzhu and the others refused to let her sleep no matter what they said, "Miss, the madam and the head of the household are also at the table!"
Wen Jiaojiao was still a little dazed at first, but when he heard Feng Xin's words, he immediately woke up and said, "You said my mother-in-law is also at the table?"
"Miss, you are confused by sleep. Officials of the fifth rank and above in the capital can bring their families to the banquet!"
Yes, she was confused by her sleep. She had thought that her mother-in-law would come to the palace to meet her during the palace banquet. She hadn't seen her mother-in-law for a while and she missed her a little.
When Wen Jiaojiao came out of the back hall, he saw from behind the screen that the main hall was almost full of people. The chamberlains and maids were walking around at the banquet, serving drinks and eating.
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at the banquet, which was full of officials in costumes and their families. The emperor and the queen were sitting above the main banquet, speaking a welcome speech, and the concubines were sitting on both sides of the lower part of the seat near the emperor.
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"Miss, your seat is over there."
Yuzhu pointed in a certain direction, and it was in the front position on her right. From here, she had to walk past the seats of other people at the back. Fortunately, she was not the last one to arrive, and there were still some empty seats on the seats.
Yes, but her position is too eye-catching, and all the seats in front, behind, and left of her seat are full.
Wen Jiaojiao hid behind the pillar and poked her head out to take a look. If she had known better, she would have asked her sister to arrange a seat at the back for her, so that she could sit directly in the last row without anyone paying attention, and she could go to the back hall to rest at any time.
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Xiao Qingyu waited for the emperor to finish his speech, raised his wine glass and toasted, and the singing and dancing also entered the scene. He glanced at Wen Jiaojiao's seat and saw that it was still empty. Yuzhu and the others should have called her up by this time.
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Xiao Qingyu glanced towards the entrance of the apse and saw Wen Jiaojiao hiding behind the pillars.
At this time, Wen Jiaojiao was looking at her, and Xiao Qingyu winked at Wen Jiaojiao: Why don't you sit down quickly?
Wen Jiaojiao had no choice but to bend her waist and pass through the rear seat, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible. However, her jingling pendants made noise when she moved, so it was impossible not to be noticed.
As soon as she passed the seat, the people next to her looked up at her. Wen Jiaojiao was afraid of embarrassing the queen, so she had to straighten her back and slightly raise her chin as she passed through the seats and walked to her own seat to sit down.
Fortunately, there was a singing and dancing performance in the middle, which blocked the eyes of the opposite seats, but many people still noticed her.
As soon as she sat down, the dancers retreated, and a rich male voice with a foreign accent rang out: "I didn't know that Your Majesty actually has such a beautiful princess. I, Chisang, want to marry a Beiyuan princess."
, Your Majesty and Your Majesty both said that the princess is still young, but I think this princess is of the right age."
As soon as the foreign man spoke, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao: No, please don’t cue me, brother!
Wen Jiaojiao simply had nothing to say. He sat in his seat and looked at his nose and heart without looking up.
She won't cause trouble for Sister Qingyu, right?
"The envoy misunderstood."
The emperor spoke and said to the Chisang envoy: "She is not my princess, but the daughter of a minister."
"The minister's daughter?"
The Chisang envoy was a little doubtful. How could the minister's daughter sit in the seat of the royal family? And it was so close to the front, right next to the prince's seat.
"It doesn't matter if you are the minister's daughter. We, Mi Liao, are not as greedy as Chi Sang. A small country has the nerve to ask for a princess. We are willing to marry this girl to show the good of both countries. My young master, Mi Liao, is still young and unmarried.
, If this girl is willing to marry Mi Liao, she will be treated with the highest courtesy."
These envoys who came to Beiyuan all had eight hundred evil intentions. Just by looking at the seat where this woman was sitting and what she was wearing, they could tell that her identity must be extraordinary. Her appearance and temperament outshone most of the people at this table.
Female dependents.
Wen Jiaojiao listened to the envoys talking about how they wanted to marry her. She regretted sitting on this seat. She would have slept in the back hall if she had known. What was she doing out there?
In fact, even if Wen Jiaojiao is the first to sit on the seat, these envoys will still notice her. Every time a country comes to court, they will ask Beiyuan to marry some unmarried women to their country, and there will be some.
High-status women from various countries married into Beiyuan, and some even became brides-in-law.
Beiyuan is now very powerful, and many countries want to rely on it, or want to do business with Beiyuan, so it is definitely more convenient to have half of Beiyuan's household registration.
Although this is for the purpose of profit, it is also considered a marriage rather than a marriage, which is fundamentally different, because most men in the country can marry into their wives, and they don't even care whether their children have their surname.
Of course, most Beiyuan women would not be willing to marry so far away.
Only some women with low official positions and unremarkable family backgrounds would consider marrying to the state when the state came to court once every three years. Although it was a small state, Beiyuan women generally married to higher-ranking people.
A scene like the one Wen Jiaojiao saw at the table today happens every three years.