Movie: Get Alpha Dog at the start

Chapter 1137 The storm is coming
In the boudoir, Dou Zhao, wearing a scarlet wedding gown and a phoenix coronet, was sitting in front of the dressing table. When she heard the noise behind her, she quickly covered her head with the veil.

Amid the noise of the crowd, Qin Hao walked up to Dou Zhao and held out his hand: "My dear, come home with me."

"Yeah." Dou Zhao responded in an inaudible voice.

Surrounded by the crowd, the two of them came from the backyard to the front hall, where most of the Dou family's relatives were waiting.

Old Madam Cui held Dou Zhao's hand tightly, tears welling in her eyes: "Zhao Jie'er, be good, and don't let yourself be wronged."

"grandmother……"

Dou Shishu comforted her from the side, "Mother, today is Sister Zhao's big day, you should be happy."

When Mrs. Cui heard this, she quickly raised her head to stop crying, but Dou Shiying next to her cried even harder than her.

"Dad..." Dou Zhao didn't know how to comfort his father for a moment.

Dou Shiying tightly grasped Qin Hao's hand and said, "Your Highness, Zhao'er lost her mother when she was young, and I am an incompetent father. She has suffered a lot since she was young. Please don't bully her in the future."

"Don't worry, father-in-law." Qin Hao looked at Dou Zhao and said word by word, "I will come back to you when I am alive, and I will miss you forever when I die. Although I dare not promise to be with you for the rest of my life, no matter what happens in the future, Dou Zhao is my only legal wife."

Under the red veil, Dou Zhao's eyes suddenly turned red. She witnessed her mother's death because her father broke his oath. She thought she would never have any expectations of men from then on, but Qin Hao's repeated protection touched the softest part of her heart. Maybe it couldn't be called love, but at least she had some vision of marriage.

Surrounded by the crowd, Dou Zhao was put into the bridal sedan. Qin Hao rode a tall horse in front, and the group returned to the Prince Qin's Palace in a grand manner.

Zhu Jianshen had few offspring, only three sons in total. The Crown Prince and Prince Qing had already been married a long time ago. By the time of Qin Hao, the royal family had not been so lively for a long time. Not only did the royal relatives who stayed in the capital come to congratulate him, but many princes of the same generation as his uncles also sent generous gifts to congratulate him.

Even the Crown Prince changed his usual serious demeanor and helped Qin Hao entertain the guests, and the Crown Princess was even busier.

"Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin."

"Liaodong Lizhen is in turmoil, and His Royal Highness Prince Qing is unable to leave, so he can only order us to deliver gifts."

The prince's face changed slightly, and Qin Hao smiled and said, "Fourth brother is still thinking about me even though I am far away in Liaodong. I am really touched."

After unfolding the gift list, even Qin Hao could not help but be surprised. This Prince Qing was really generous. In addition to various gold and silver items, there were also many specialties from Liaodong, including 108 index finger-sized Dongzhu pearls, ten hundred-year-old wild ginsengs from Changbai Mountain, and one that was said to be five hundred-year-old wild ginseng.

"Thank you for my generous gift, Fourth Brother. I hope we can have a drink together someday."

"I will definitely convey this message to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin."

Seeing this scene, the Crown Princess couldn't help but glare at her husband. She had said before that she would prepare a generous gift for Qin Hao, but her husband said that everything should be done according to etiquette and the rules should not be violated. Now, look what happened, they are also brothers, but she was outshined by Prince Qing.

If it were in the past, it would have been fine, but seeing that Qin Hao was increasingly valued by his father and had become a force that could not be underestimated in the court, if he joined forces with Prince Qing, it was hard to say whether he could still hold on to the position of crown prince.

When the banquet started, Qin Hao was naturally dragged to drink. He was well prepared, and after drinking some wine, he used the method of pushing the palace to promote blood circulation, and his face turned red, looking drunk. Seeing this, the prince did not let other clan members embarrass him anymore.

With the help of Ma Quan, Qin Hao came to the bridal chamber and drove everyone inside out.

The red candlelight flickered, and Dou Zhao, who was sitting on the large vermilion bed, was obviously a little nervous and even swallowed his saliva.

This made Qin Hao laugh.

Dou Zhao was furious when he saw this. He tore off his veil and glared at Qin Hao: "What's so funny? I've been busy all day and I'm tired and thirsty."

"Don't be angry, ma'am. Eat something first to fill your stomach."

Qin Hao came to the bed with some tea and snacks.

Dou Zhao muttered, "You still have some conscience."

As a result, Qin Hao's next sentence almost made Dou Zhao choke.

"Otherwise, I won't have the energy to toss around later."

Before Dou Zhao could refute, he was picked up by Qin Hao and pressed on the bed the next second.

"Woo~~~"

The red candles on the candlesticks kept dripping wax, the large vermilion bed was shaking, and the maid waiting outside the door was not allowed to enter until late at night.

The two of them looked at the mess on the ground and couldn't help but blush.

Dou Zhao was also filled with shame and anger when she saw this, but she didn't have any strength at all. She could only bite Qin Hao's shoulder with her teeth to show her dissatisfaction.

Before the morning hour, the maid came to help Qin Hao and Dou Zhao wash and change clothes. Dou Zhao was weak all over and didn't want to move at all. He sat with his eyes closed.

"Today is the first time I'm here to pay my respects to my father and mother. From now on, you don't have to get up so early."

Qin Hao comforted.

Dou Zhao nodded reluctantly. She really had no strength left and let the maid do what she wanted.

It was already the morning of Mao when he arrived at the palace. Zhu Jianshen missed the morning court session due to illness and waited in the Qianqing Palace to drink the tea offered by his daughter-in-law.

Taking the teacup from Dou Zhao, Zhu Jianshen took a sip and said jokingly, "I was wondering why Old Nine was begging so hard to marry the eldest daughter of the Dou family. Today I see that she is indeed a beauty."

"Thank you, father, for your praise, my daughter-in-law."

Zhu Jianshen was slightly startled, then burst into laughter: "Interesting, interesting."

"If Lao Jiu bullies you in the future, I will allow you to come to the palace to complain, and then I will punish him."

Wang Yuan walked forward holding a gold medal, obviously well prepared.

Queen Wan, who had been silent, looked a little unnatural when she saw this: "Old Ninth Wife, even the Crown Princess and Princess Qing don't have this gold medal."

"Thank you, Father and Mother, for your grace."

This time Dou Zhao behaved very well, so that Empress Wan could not find any fault with him. He took the tea and took a sip. The palace maid beside him presented him with a jade ruyi, and he said nothing more.

Just as Qin Hao was about to get up and leave, he heard Zhu Jianshen suddenly speak.

"Old Nine, you are now married. According to the ancestral system, you should go to your fiefdom. Go back and prepare and then set off."

"My son, take your orders."

After returning to the palace from the imperial palace, Dou Zhao asked in confusion, "Why is father so anxious to have you become a vassal?"

"This is sending a signal to the ministers that he has no intention of passing the throne to me." Qin Hao smiled and said nonchalantly.

"So that's why you agreed so readily, and you're also trying to show His Majesty that you have no ambition to compete for the throne?"

Qin Hao nodded with a smile: "My wife is indeed a female Zhuge Liang, and her words hit the nail on the head."

"Hmph, you're making fun of me again." Dou Zhao was angry, showing his two rows of white teeth and pretending to bite.

Qin Hao took the initiative to press her down and whispered in her ear, "I got up too early today. Madam, would you like to take a nap with me?"

Having said that, without waiting for Dou Zhao to refuse, he rubbed his ears against hers.

Dou Zhao was so weak that he was quickly defeated and could only beg for mercy: "No, this is my first time. I already did it last night... Your Highness, please spare me."

Looking at Dou Zhao's delicate appearance, Qin Hao almost couldn't help but execute her on the spot.

"Forget it, forget it. I will spare you today, little devil. Tomorrow night, I will kill you without leaving a single piece of armor."

The two hugged each other, and Dou Zhao took the initiative to snuggle into Qin Hao's arms. She was so warm and soft that Qin Hao almost couldn't control himself.

"You are courting disaster."

"Your Highness has wronged me. I just wanted to find a more comfortable sleeping position."

Dou Zhao's bright eyes flickered and his face was full of innocent expression, which made Qin Hao lose his temper.

Dou Zhao slept until noon. He suddenly woke up and asked Su Xin what time it was. He was so shocked that he wanted to get out of bed, but Qin Hao hugged him and pulled him back.

"Where are you going, ma'am?"

"Oh my, if you let me go, it's already 4 p.m. If this gets out, people will probably laugh at me."

Facing Dou Zhao's struggle, Qin Hao smirked and said, "That's not a joke, it's clearly jealousy. Since there's nothing else to do in the mansion, why don't you sleep with your husband for a while longer?"

Dou Zhao knew that Qin Hao was seeking revenge on her, so she begged for mercy: "My dear husband, please forgive me this time. I promise I will never do it again."

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

After crawling out of Qin Hao's arms, Dou Zhao quickly asked the maid to dress her up. It was boring for Qin Hao to sleep alone, so he simply got up and changed his clothes.

While eating lunch, Qin Hao looked at Dou Zhao who was sitting upright and couldn't help but joked: "Which temple's Bodhisattva was placed in the wrong place and ended up in my house."

Su Xin and Su Lan laughed secretly beside them, and Dou Zhao was instantly defeated. He glared at Qin Hao fiercely: "How can you ruin my show like this?"

"Okay, we won't be living in the Prince of Qin's mansion for long. Except for some personal servants, most of these servants will stay in the capital. We can recruit them again when we get to the fiefdom. There's no need to set up rules here."

Qin Hao's words made Dou Zhao stunned: "A light car with few followers?"

"Well, let's replace some trustworthy people at the same time." Qin Hao said in a low voice.

Dou Zhao understood Qin Hao's meaning instantly. The Qin Palace had probably been infiltrated by various forces a long time ago. There were too many restrictions in the capital, and once he arrived at his fiefdom, the emperor would be far away and the world would be completely different.

At this time, Dou Zhao vaguely guessed that her husband was not as interested in inheriting the throne as he seemed.

In the next month, Dou Zhao was busy packing up his things. He was about to leave for his fiefdom, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back, so he naturally had to take his valuables with him. There were quite a few gifts from the royal family members for this wedding, and it took more than ten days to register all the boxes.

The court was also turbulent during this month. First, Song Mo successfully completed the disarmament. On the surface, 80,000 Dingguo troops were laid off. In fact, 50,000 of them changed their identities and hid near the capital. These were old soldiers who were absolutely loyal to Jiang Meisun, which was in line with the court's disarmament policy of retaining young and strong people. This was also an unspoken deal between Qin Hao and Song Mo.

Ever since seeing Zhu Jianshen's attitude towards the murder of Jiang Meisun, Song Mo completely lost faith in the imperial power. What's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism? To him, his uncle is the person he respects most in his life. He must seek justice for his uncle's death. Even the emperor above him has to pay the price for it.

Because Song Mo had made great contributions to disarmament, Zhu Jianshen also took into account his friendship with Jiang Meisun and appointed Song Mo as the commander of the Jinwu Guard, responsible for protecting the safety of the imperial city.

This decision immediately aroused opposition from many officials in the court, mainly from Prince Qing's faction.

The position of Commander of the Jinwu Guard is too important. Judging from the current situation, Zhu Jianshen has made up his mind to pass the throne to the crown prince. The path for Prince Qing to legally inherit the throne has been blocked, and the only way left is to mutiny.

If the Jinwu Guards could be replaced by their own people, or people who could be bribed, the chances of Prince Qing rebelling would be much greater.

It just so happened that Song Mo was neither one of Prince Qing's own men nor someone who could be easily bribed.

However, Zhu Jianshen did this in order to pave the way for the crown prince to succeed to the throne, and he harshly refuted the ministers who opposed it.

Although his son Song Mo holds a high position, Duke of England Song Yichun does not show any joy on his face. Instead, there is a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Just one day before Qin Hao and Dou Zhao were to go to their fiefdom, a major event occurred in the Duke of Yingzhou's mansion. The Duke of Yingzhou's wife, Jiang Huisun, the sister of the former Duke Dingguo Jiang Meisun, suddenly died of illness.

Song Mo rushed home overnight to attend the funeral, but ended up having an affair with a maid that night. Duke of England Song Yichun submitted a memorial to the emperor, accusing Song Mo of having an affair with a maid during his mother's mourning period, which was against human ethics and filial piety, and requested that Song Mo be deprived of his title of Duke of England's Heir.

This incident soon became known to everyone, and Zhu Jianshen had to handle it with caution. He had to put Song Mo in jail and send people to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Dou Zhao said to Qin Hao in confusion: "Song Mo doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing."

"There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Duke Yingguo Song Yichun is neither good at literature nor martial arts. He was able to inherit the title because he married Jiang Huisun. On the surface, the two seem to be in harmony, but judging from Song Yichun's attitude towards Song Mo, he has no feelings for his deceased wife. Otherwise, even if Song Mo really had an affair with the maid, why would he spread the family scandal to the public?"

"And don't you think the timing of Song Mo's accident is too coincidental?"

Dou Zhao's eyes widened: "You mean to say that you suspect that Song Yichun has surrendered to Prince Qing?"

"Rumor has it that Song Yichun dotes on his second son Song Han. Perhaps he had long wanted to remove Song Mo, the stumbling block, and let Song Han inherit the title, but he didn't dare to do so because of Jiang Meisun's power. Until this time, Song Mo blocked Prince Qing's way, and the two hit it off."

Dou Zhao felt a little reluctant for a moment: "Doesn't Song Mo still owe you a favor? If he is destroyed like this, wouldn't all the previous plans be in vain?"

"No, Song Mo is an indestructible cockroach. Besides, my father has no way to make up for the guilt of Jiang Meisun's death. He will protect Song Mo. But the position of the commander of the Jinwu Guard will probably be replaced by someone else."

Qin Hao held Dou Zhao's slender waist and said, "These are not our business. We will be leaving for our fiefdom tomorrow. Let the storm in the capital get even more severe."

The next day, the King of Qin and his wife went to Shaanxi to establish their fiefdom.

In the capital city, a bloody battle broke out over the commander of the Jinwu Guard.