ancient five-star seventh system

Chapter 114 I really don't have a harem (47)

Fan Yang is very close to the capital, so today's ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven held by the saintesses of the National Teacher spread here. Zuo Chaoyang was on the second floor of a restaurant called Huaisheng. Looking down, everyone was in high spirits. Laughing is either rejoicing at the excitement and joy of the present, or longing for the future of prosperity and prosperity.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a saint, Zuo Chaoyang couldn't help sighing silently in his heart when he thought of that girl with open-mindedness and small thoughts in her eyes, who was originally extremely restrained.

But now is not the time to think about it. He found the descendants of Lord Kang, but it was also through his investigation that he discovered that someone in the court had colluded with the Xiongnu.

The reason why Marquis Kang retreated back to Jiuquan and ended up destroying all his families was also related to this person in the court, and then he thought of Wei Sinian's investigation of the third prince's corruption of ink, and the sudden outbreak of plague in Heshun County.

This one after another, now it seems that it is really a good misfortune, using the plague to cover up the real facts, even if the investigation can only find the head of the third prince, in the end not only the third prince is excluded, All the evidence is also destroyed, mainly not to arouse suspicion from others.

Zuo Chaoyang put down the teacup and looked downstairs, when his bodyguard came in from outside the private room.

"My lord, I found out that Wan Zhong met Uncle Anyang after he went back, and..."

"But it doesn't matter"

"I also met with the general."

"I understand, you are staring at Uncle Anyang... and my father."

"Yes"

What he expected finally happened.

After a while, another guard flashed into the house, "Young Master, I found out. Fanyang prefect Song Siren has been communicating with Huerna's military adviser Dattamu for many years. We followed the Hun to a leisure village outside Fanyang City, and found there There are also many Huns, and it seems that they have lived there for a long time.

Song Siren gave the Huns a letter. When we captured him, he tried to signal for help, but we intercepted it. This is the letter. "

As the guard said, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zuo Chaoyang. Zuo Chaoyang opened it and found that it was in Xiongnu script.

The content of the letter is simple: be ready.

what to prepare?Collaboration and treason?
"Keep an eye on Song Siren," Zuo Chaoyang ordered, and then handed the letter to the guard, "Send the letter."

"Yes"

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The grand sacrifice ceremony pushed Zuo Xiaole in front of the world, and the national teacher sang ancient blessings on behalf of the gods who protect Da'an, and everyone accepted the baptism of the gospel devoutly.Today's sage takes the lead, worshiping the emperor, the queen, the land and the gods, and praying for the great peace and prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.

Zuo Xiaole was dug up from the bed by Yueming and Yuezhu before dawn. Today is half a month of preparations for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and it can also be counted as the day when she married Xuanji, the master of the country, so it cannot be ignored at all. When she got up, she was confused and dressed up and dressed up by all the palace maids.

After tossing, she looked into the bronze mirror, no wonder everyone said that people rely on clothes and horses. Shu Man'er's appearance is not the stunning type, but it is more attractive. In terms of temperament, she must be Xiaojiabiyu, although Zuo Xiaole thinks Coming here by myself gave her a little sense of mystery, but overall it was quite ordinary.

But now she is wearing a pure white dress, with auspicious cloud patterns embroidered with black and gold silk thread on the sleeves and necklines, her hair is tied up, and she has a dignified and unusual shape. A sense of majesty.Wearing a veil leaves a pair of eyes and adds a sense of mystery.

Not bad.

Zuo Xiaole is still very satisfied with this look, but these people seem to ignore the fact that this is a big summer?It's okay in Guanxing Pavilion, probably due to geographical reasons, it's cool everywhere, so Zuo Xiaole ignored this factor, and when she got out of Guanxing Pavilion in a sedan chair, she was completely dazed.

Of course, this is not the most embarrassing thing. The most embarrassing thing is that she needs to wear this clothes and spend most of the day in the sun in the sun, in order to cooperate with Fu Xuanji and the emperor to complete the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky.

She seriously suspected that the main sacrifice in this ceremony was her.

It was not easy for Licheng to endure it. She licked her peeling lips, which were about to be sunburned, and finally made it to the end...

But just when she was full of expectations that she would be able to gorge on meat and drink later, she heard Fu Xuanji say again: "The saint is a blessing bestowed on Da'an by heaven, she is calm, wise, intelligent and brave, and she does not belong to the audience." Xingge or anyone, she belongs to all the subjects of Daan—"

"National teacher--" Apparently he didn't expect Fu Xuanji to say this, the emperor was a little confused, and then he said nervously in a low voice: "National, national teacher calculated the fate of the saint?"

Saintesses can't calculate their fate, once they are calculated, it will prove that this is not a saintess, don't, don't do this!

The emperor's doubts were also everyone's doubts. It was said that this was a sacrifice to heaven. If this happened again, what kind of trouble would it cause? ?

"No, I just observed from the astrology that the Holy Maiden and Da'an's national destiny are one, and her destiny is related to countless people in Da'an. How can I have such a partner?"

"What the national teacher means is to give up, no, it is the saintess who has the right to choose her own partner?" Guo De quickly summed up the Da'an saintess record that he had read so well and asked.

"That's right." Fu Xuanji glanced at Zuo Xiaole on the high platform. He couldn't calculate her fate, but it was a fact that he didn't have her in his fate.

ha?
Zuo Xiaole really wanted to dig out his ears and listen carefully.

Did she hear it right?
Has Fu Xuanji given up on marrying her? ?
Are you really relieved?
It is said that Zuo Xiaole has been hanging on his heart since he entered the Guanxing Pavilion. It was not until the day before yesterday that he weakly asked Fu Xuanji, who looked like a fairy, "My lord, you don't actually want to marry me, do you?"

Zuo Xiaole couldn't do it for the sake of responsibility or something, and seeing Fu Xuanji's cold and indifferent appearance from time to time, he must not want to marry herself.

Facts have proved that Zuo Xiaole guessed right.

"Isn't that what you want?"

Hearing the words, Zuo Xiaole nodded like a pest, relieved, relieved, relieved, and Fu Xuanji's marriage is just a fake marriage, there is no need for any substantive indescribable things to happen, the plot is simply excellent!
But what did she hear now?
She actually heard that not only can she not have a fake marriage with Fu Xuanji, but she also has the highest power to choose her own marriage? ?

What's the matter with a little excitement?

As the mascot of Da'an, the saint is equivalent to possessing a certain sense of power, not only that, but also eating and drinking without worrying about freedom of movement. This is simply, this is simply reaching the pinnacle of life!
So hi!
(End of this chapter)