The Times Spent in Pretense

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After a few days, the old man disappeared. The literati secretly inquired, some said that the old man went to Beijing to seek justice from the high officials and abbots, and some said that the old man had been killed by the prefect and the Xie family. No matter what the truth was, the old man and the drowned scholar, Like a mayfly that is not worth mentioning, it was completely ignored by the Xie family and the prefect.

The literati were completely heartbroken.

Those few Xie family members who pushed the scholars and gave birth to the river did not take this matter to heart at all, and even gave birth to the illusion that God was helping them. Otherwise, why did the scholar's body happen to be washed away by the river, leaving no evidence behind?

What happened in the south did not affect the lives of everyone in the capital.

Emperor Changlong even deliberately picked a sunny day, invited Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue into the palace, and brought up the wedding date again.

This child Yuansu was raised by me, and he is already quite old, and marriage should be put on the agenda. Emperor Changlong rubbed his hands together, and some didn't dare to look at Wei Mingyue: Qin Tian has calculated a few auspicious days, It looks good, and the two Aiqings also take a look.

Zhao Sancai planned to put the auspicious day calculated by Qin Tianjian into Hua Yingting's hands, but when he approached Hua Yingting, he paused, turned around and presented his hands to Wei Mingyue.

The sixth day of the fifth lunar month? Wei Mingyue frowned, Your Majesty, this day is probably a little early.

Emperor Changlong nodded quickly: I also think it's too early, Yuan Su is my beloved son, Fushou County Master is the jewel in the palm of the two Ai Qing, I naturally want to make their wedding more grand, I'm afraid to prepare at this time. Not enough.

Of course, if Wei Aiqing thinks that this day is a good day, I will let the Ministry of Rites step up preparations, and I will not be wronged. Emperor Changlong felt that this kind of trivial matter would be completely fine with Wei Mingyue.

After all, Wei Qing's family can smash boulders with their fists.

Wei Mingyue slowly shook his head: Your Majesty, the last will think that this day is not good enough.

Then... let's see the next one? Emperor Changlong couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

June twenty-eighth? Wei Mingyue shook her head without thinking, June is hot and the little girl is frail. In such a hot day, she may not be able to stand in the sedan chair.

What Wei Qing's family said is justified, and I also feel that this day is not good enough. Everything is mainly about making Ai's body. Emperor Changlong thought about the princess' auspicious clothes, and it was really uncomfortable to wear on a hot day.

The weather is getting cooler in July, but it's not a good month. Wei Mingyue continued to shake his head, The twelfth month is too cold. According to the last month, March next year will be just right. It's neither cold nor hot, everything recovers, and the meaning is good. .

March next year? Wouldn't that have to wait nearly a year?

His unfilial son wanted to marry Fushou County Master back to the East Palace every day. As a father and emperor, he had to work hard for his son.

I looked at the day in August this year, which was pretty good, the weather was suitable, and the harvest season was about to come, and the implication was also good. Emperor Changlong laughed dryly, turned his head to look at Hua Yingting, Hua Aiqing, do you think it is true? ?

Hua Yingting glanced at Emperor Changlong inexplicably, Your Majesty, I don't know my opinion, anyway, what I said doesn't count.

Emperor Changlong looked at Hua Yingting's sluggish husband, and knew that this old friend could not be counted on. He gathered up his courage and looked at Wei Mingyue: Weiqing's family, if you marry into the royal family, I will definitely treat her as a Treat yourself like your own daughter.

Hua Yingting began to think, is His Majesty good or bad for the two daughters?

August is indeed a good day, it's just... Wei Mingyue gave Emperor Changlong a pitying look, but why bother, let Liuli marry to the East Palace early, and in the end, only the crown prince will suffer.

It's good that Wei Qing's family has no opinion. Emperor Changlong clapped his palms, Since we have already agreed, then I will ask Qin Tianjian to set the date on August 12, and let them calculate the day carefully. auspicious time.

Your Majesty... Hua Yingting couldn't help but say, The last general thought that His Highness and the little girl are still young, so there is no need to rush to set the wedding date.

The man gets married first and then starts his career, and the prince becomes a relative, so I can give him the burden earlier. Emperor Changlong interrupted Hua Yingting, Not to mention that the prince is already twenty and one, which is not too small.

But the little girl is...

Although the crown prince is five years older than Ling Ai, it would be better if he was older. If he is older, he knows how to hurt people. Do you think this is true? Emperor Changlong did not expect that Hua Yingting would make a fool of himself, and said earnestly, Yingting, I have been tired of supporting the huge palace by myself all these years. The prince has father-in-law and mother-in-law like you and Wei Qing's family, and I can barely breathe. We are both monarchs and friends, so you should be for me, Set a date for the wedding.

For the sake of his son, Emperor Changlong sold miserably

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