Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Mo Yun raised his voice unhappily, "How do you want to punish me?"

Mo Zhaohua had an idea in mind, but she respected Rong Qing, "What punishment do you think is appropriate, mother?"

Rong Qing gave her the opportunity, "Zhao Zhao will be the mistress in the future, so come up with an idea for mother to see."

Mo Zhaohua did not answer, but drank tea while looking at Mo Yaohua who was kneeling on the ground, which made her feel flustered.

When it was almost time, Mo Zhaohua spoke, "Mother, how about I go to the family temple, kneel for three days, and then copy ten volumes of Buddhist scriptures to pray for our ancestors?"

Even when Mo Yaohua was under house arrest, there were still a bunch of people serving her, but she could only bring one person with her when she was punished to go to the family temple. She had to copy down ten volumes of Buddhist scriptures, which guaranteed that her hands would be sore for some time.

Mo Zhaohua had the final say on which Buddhist scripture to copy, so she would naturally choose the thickest and hardest one. In her previous life, she was tricked into falling into the water, and her punishment was to copy scriptures.

Rong Qing naturally stood on his daughter's side. "Since she almost harmed the family, then being sent to the family temple is also a way to atone for her sins."

Mo Zhaohua then asked Mo Yun, "What do you think, father? Do you think there is anything wrong with your daughter's proposal?"

Mo Yun was actually very satisfied, "That's it, it's good to admit the mistake in front of our ancestors."

Mo Zhaohua deliberately asked, "Father, do you think your daughter's punishment is too harsh?"

Mo Yun's expression was awkward. "No, that's great. Your mother taught you very well."

Mo Zhaohua pointed out something, "Everyone knows the family tradition of the Fuguo Mansion. Mother will naturally educate Zhaozhao well."

Lan Ruyu and Mo Yaohua looked unhappy when they heard this, and Mo Yun also felt a little annoyed.

Mo Zhaohua stood up with satisfaction, "Since the matter of my third sister has been resolved, Zhao Zhao will not bother father anymore."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Rong Qing and Mo Zhaohua left together.

After they left, Mo Yun rebuked Lan Ruyu, "Ruyu, how did you raise Yaoyao?"

Mo Yaohua quickly defended, "Dad, this is not mother's fault. It was Yaoyao who lost her mind after learning about Prince Qi's selection of a concubine."

When there were no outsiders around, she dared not only call him dad, but also mom, and no longer called him father and aunt.

Lan Ruyu spoke up for her daughter again, "Master, this is not Yaoyao's fault. She is still young, so it is inevitable that she will lose her temper."

Her voice was gentle, and when he heard the word "Master", Mo Yun felt his bones soften and his anger lessened a little.

His voice became gentler, "Be careful next time. With the mistress here, it's not good for your father to be too partial to you."

"Yes, Daddy." Mo Yaohua asked coquettishly, "Does Yaoyao still need to go to the family temple?"

Mo Yun glanced outside and said, "Just go and pretend first. I'll find an excuse to let you out in a few days."

***

Royal Palace, Qinzheng Hall.

After reviewing the memorials, Emperor Wenzong took a short rest.

The chief eunuch Li Tuquan served him a cup of hot tea at the right time.

Emperor Wenzong took a sip and said, "Little Quanzi, do you think this Mo family girl should be given to the fifth son or the sixth son?"

Li Tuquan immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I dare not speak nonsense about the prince's marriage."

Emperor Wenzong put down his teacup and said, "I forgive you. If you are unwilling to tell me the truth, who else can I turn to?"

Li Tuquan thought for a moment and said, "I dare to say that since Your Majesty has made up his mind, please do not be disturbed by the outside world."

"What if I have no idea in my mind?" Emperor Wenzong did have an idea, but he just couldn't make up his mind.

Li Tuquan said perfunctorily: "Then your majesty should weigh the pros and cons and decide which prince is the most suitable for Miss Mo to marry."

Emperor Wenzong sighed, "Old Five already has prestige in the Southern Border Army. If he gets help from the Fuguogong Mansion, he will become a big threat."

Li Tuquan reminded quietly, "King Yu's injury is so serious, I'm afraid that he is willing but not enough."

Emperor Wenzong seemed to be thinking about something. "I have certainly considered this, but Lao Wu's injury is not hopeless."

Li Tuquan said: "Not to mention that Miss Mo is just a granddaughter and cannot represent the Fuguo Mansion, even if she can..."

His words came to an abrupt end, and Emperor Wenzong could only ask, "Why don't you say anything?"

Li Tuquan knelt down in fear and kowtowed again, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I just said something wrong."

Emperor Wenzong desperately needed advice from others, so he gave him a push and said, "I order you to continue."

Li Tuquan then continued: "If he can really represent, it will also be a help to His Royal Highness Prince Qi."

Emperor Wenzong instantly thought of that night with Concubine Liang, and also mentioned the help that the Fuguogong Mansion provided to the fifth prince.

Lao Liu could obviously choose a woman with a better family background as his wife, but he asked him to marry a girl from the Mo family. This might be his purpose.

Emperor Wenzong was silent for a long time, and finally made a decision. Then he gave an order, "Li Tuquan, draft the decree!"

"I obey your command!" Li Tuquan stood up and began to prepare.

Soon after, Emperor Wenzong reviewed the drafted imperial edict, picked up the jade seal beside him, and stamped it.

Li Tuquan rolled up the imperial edict and asked Zhao Fu to go to the Minister of Revenue's Mansion to convey the order. Mo Zhaohua couldn't help but feel nervous when he received the news.

She had been waiting for many days, and there were more and more rumors outside about Prince Yu and Prince Qi's selection of concubines. She was afraid that she could not marry Prince Yu, and she was also afraid of marrying Prince Qi.

When she anxiously rushed from the backyard to the front yard, she knelt down with Mo Yunrongqing and others to receive the order, and her hands hidden in her sleeves were already clenched into fists.

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Mo Zhaohua, the daughter of Minister of Revenue Mo Yun, is of outstanding character and appearance, gentle and honest, respectful and intelligent. The Empress Dowager and I are very pleased to hear of her."

Zhao Fu unfolded the imperial edict with both hands and read it slowly in the unique voice of a eunuch, which made Mo Zhaohua's heart beat faster.

"Now that my fifth son Chu Xuanchi is getting married, I will choose a virtuous woman to marry him. I specially grant her marriage to Mo Zhaohua, and she will be the principal wife of Prince Yu."

Mo Zhaohua quietly loosened his fist, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat finally settled back into his stomach, turning into joy.

Although Rong Qing was mentally prepared, she still felt a little sad and worried when she heard about Prince Yu's wife.

Mo Yun was greatly disappointed. He wanted to be the father-in-law of Prince Qi instead of Prince Yu, but he did not show it at all and did not dare to show his disdain in front of the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict.

Zhao Fu continued to read the imperial edict, which contained some words of blessing and arrangements for the wedding, before closing the edict at the end.

Mo Yun was dissatisfied but still had to thank him, "Your Majesty, long live your Majesty."