The prince is hard to serve

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mu Ziling's body temperature, which had originally dropped, rose again.

This disease has been tossing and tossing for seven or eight days.

During this period, Mu Ziling did not enter the palace to see Yan Wenhao again, Emperor Yan seemed to know that he was ill, and did not blame him, and even on the sixth day after he returned home, the chief eunuch Fuxi personally came to convey the message In order to show Emperor Yan's concern, he also sent many supplements, piled up all over the floor.

But this time Fuxi came to the door in person, not only to send greetings, but also another important reason for his visit, which was to bring Emperor Yan's oral order, and sent a few officials from the palace—

They were assigned to teach Mu Ziling how to learn etiquette.

There was no such procedure in the first place, and the reason why Emperor Yan compromised with this wedding that did not conform to the etiquette system was because of the regress that Yan Wenhao had to make.

However, a few days ago, when he was staying in Concubine Degui's palace, Concubine Degui inadvertently mentioned the clan etiquette to him, and then joked about the joke that happened at the wedding when Minister of the Ministry of Finance married his daughter a few days ago...

The next day, Emperor Yan came to Fuxi and asked about it. Fuxi told Emperor Yan honestly that this incident had become a joke in the market.

After listening to Emperor Yan, he couldn't help but frowned.

Emperor Yan's name was Yan Nanfeng, he was the fourth son of the late emperor, and when he ascended the throne, he was only a weak crowned year.

Originally, this throne should not be inherited by him, there are three princes in front of him, two of them are descendants of the empress, they are legitimate successors.

It's just that Yan Nanfeng was ruthless, ruthless, merciless, and hit the nail on the head every time. Under his urging, one of his three elder brothers entered the clan's mansion, one broke his leg, and the other tried to force the palace. He was given a cup of poisoned wine by the first emperor, and left after drinking his hatred.

But now, he is in his forties. Although his desire to control power and his ambition have not diminished in the slightest, as 20 years have passed, he has already had children and grandchildren around his knees. One point of kindness, that's why even though he was reluctant, he had to agree with the national teacher's absurd move.

At this moment, after hearing Concubine Degui's intentional or unintentional mention of etiquette, and hearing Fuxi mention the follow-up of the embarrassing incident of marrying a daughter, he couldn't help but turn his mind to Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling's wedding...

Marriage in the royal family requires cumbersome etiquette. Ordinary women need to go through one to two months of education before marrying into the palace. Moreover, Mu Ziling is a man, so he must know nothing about it. If he makes a fool of himself...

In this way, Emperor Yan became more and more worried that Mu Ziling would lose the face of the Tian family, so he thought of such a way, and thus the scene where Fuxi led the ceremony officer came to the door.

When Fuxi finished speaking, although Mu Jiyan's face remained unchanged, the hand beside him had already clenched into a fist—it took him too much effort to prevent himself from rushing into the palace and looking for him. Emperor Yan asks for an explanation!

How could his child suffer such humiliation!

Fuxi looked at Mu Jiyan, then at Mu Ziling, his eyes were narrowed, he had been in the palace for many years, how could he not see what they were thinking at this moment?

It's just that he is just a chief eunuch, some things are better kept in his heart, so after a while, he slowly reminded: "Young Master Mu, please tell me?"

Hearing this, Mu Ziling slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were very calm, he glanced lightly at the five or six palace people standing behind Fuxi, fell silent for a moment, then knelt down slowly, and received the oral order.

When he came back from rebirth and chose this path to start, he already knew that there would be things that he didn't expect to happen for a long time in the future, maybe he had rehearsed it in his mind too many times, so when something really happened, he would not There are so many emotions.

Seeing that Mu Ziling obediently received the oral order, a smile appeared on Fuxi's wrinkled face. Afterwards, he complimented Mu Jiyan a few more words, then took his guards, turned and left the Prime Minister's Mansion, and returned to return to his command.

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The days go by so fast, but in the blink of an eye, it's May 25th.

May 25th is an auspicious day for marriage, and it is also the day of great joy for Yan Wenhao to marry Mu Ziling.

On this day, Mu Ziling got up early to take a bath and change clothes. When the big red wedding robe was put on him, even the ceremonial officer who was sent to teach him the etiquette rules couldn't help but let out admiration. A trace of regret.

Looking at his own appearance in the bronze mirror, Mu Ziling had a complicated expression on his face. Even though he had made up his mind early, at this moment, he still couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Today, is he going to marry Yan Wenhao?

What about his future?

Seeing Mu Ziling's ecstasy, the etiquette officials standing behind him, you look at me, I look at you, couldn't bear to step forward to remind them.

After getting along with each other these days, they really had a good impression of Mu Ziling. They were castrated into the palace since they were young, and they had physical defects. Even though they were ceremonial officials, they were still looked down upon by others. But never treated them with contempt, and treated them as normal people in every word and deed, how could they not like it?

Seeing that the auspicious time was getting closer and the wedding party had arrived, one of the younger ceremony officials finally took a step forward and whispered a reminder to Mu Ziling.

"Here we are..." murmured, Mu Ziling took one last look at himself in the glasses, then withdrew his eyes, turned around, and the thousands of thoughts in his eyes had already calmed down, and he said in a flat tone: "Let's go." .”

From now on, he may face an even more difficult life, but he will definitely not back down... This is the path he chose!

After walking through the promenade, the rockery, and the arch, Mu Ziling stopped in front of the main hall.

Seeing him stop, the ceremony official called out in a low voice: "Mr. Mu?" There was doubt in his tone.

Mu Ziling lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "I want to say goodbye to father." After finishing speaking, before the ceremony officer could react, he raised his foot and walked straight into the main hall.

Inside the main hall.

Mu Jiyan was dressed in a first-grade imperial uniform, and sat solemnly on the main seat above, while his gaze fell gently on the side beside him. On that position, there was a memorial tablet - that was Mu Zi Ling Shengmu's tablet.

The moment he saw the memorial tablet, Mu Ziling's eyes became hot and he almost shed tears. He endured it for a long time before suppressing his emotions and calling softly, "Father."

"Here we come." Hearing the sound, Mu Jiyan turned his head and looked at him intently for a long time, a trace of sadness crossed his always serious and expressionless face, "It's just in time, kowtow goodbye to your mother, although you never I have never seen her, but when she was pregnant with you, she always looked forward to seeing you in person in the future... marrying a wife." He said the last three words very lightly, as if he was sighing.

With a slightly sour nose, Mu Ziling lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice, "I know."

As soon as the words fell, he bent his knees without any hesitation, knelt down straight, and respectfully kowtowed three times to the memorial tablet. When he raised his head again, his forehead was still red, but he didn't He stopped, and kowtowed three more times in Mu Jiyan's direction.

"Baby farewell father, mother."

"Good boy." Mu Jiyan showed a gratified smile.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't intend to get up, the ceremony officer couldn't help but stepped forward and urged: "Lord Mu."

Mu Jiyan glanced at the anxious etiquette officer, and slightly nodded towards Mu Ziling, his voice was not as steady as before, and he even choked up: "Get up, the second prince is already waiting outside the door, you, go."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head again and reached out to touch the memorial tablet of his deceased wife. There was an indelible affection in his eyes... Also, deep guilt.

Bending deeply, Mu Ziling saluted Mu Jiyan for the last time. Then he held his head high, turned around, and walked towards the gate of Xiangfu, step by step.

He vaguely saw that Yan Wenhao was standing at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, his gaze fell on him tenderly, and a smile bloomed on his unparalleled handsome face.