Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

It is Mid-Autumn Festival now, and this year's Autumn Moon Palace Banquet will be held in the main front hall of Liuguang Palace.

Liuguang Palace was built beside Bicheng Lake. It used three thousand glazed tiles and two hundred glazed windows. On sunny days, it shines brightly, like a palace in heaven.

As it was difficult to repair, banquets were rarely held in the Liuguang Palace. It was appropriate and grand to choose this place to welcome the Crown Prince back to the capital.

It's a sunny day today.

Zhu Zheng was wearing a scarlet palace dress chosen by her grandmother. Her head was covered with jewelry and her neck felt a little sore.

While sitting in the hall, he finally saw his sister whom he hadn't seen for two months.

The sunlight shone through the glazed ceiling onto the high seat. My sister was also sitting at the upper seat in her ornate palace dress. Her face looked fuller and her body heavier, but fortunately her complexion looked rosy and radiant.

Gong Yihao served her food and occasionally whispered a few words in her ear, not avoiding the gazes of people around him at all.

It is unknown what was said, but Zhu Qing frowned slightly. When he looked at everyone, he saw Zhu Zheng and his expression brightened.

Zhu Zheng immediately stood up and wanted to go over and talk to her elder sister, but Zhu Qing just shook his head gently, signaling her not to go over.

Zhu Zheng was stunned and stopped where he was.

The people coming and going were intertwined into shadows. This was the first time that the two sisters were not sitting together. Zhu Zheng suddenly felt that her elder sister was so far away.

My grandmother was trying to have it all right again, and no one paid any attention to her.

Compared with previous years, the atmosphere of conversation among officials and their families was somewhat dull.

The emperor has been bedridden for nearly half a year. There is no sign of improvement, nor is there any intention to abdicate.

Everyone from top to bottom was exhausted, and the entire Dayong was in a state of depression. The only reason it was still stable was because...

From time to time, everyone looked at the figure drinking alone beside the empty dragon throne, Rong Yan.

Everyone knew that the one who had the potential to be the regent recently was not the two royal heirs, but the Grand Tutor who entered and exited the Qingyuan Palace alone.

Although he was not in a legitimate position, he had never been found guilty of any major faults to impeach him, nor did he show any tendency to form a clique for personal gain. He could be said to be an isolated island in the court of Dayong.

Therefore, all factions and families did not touch him. Firstly, what everyone needed was a stable Dayong, and secondly, in the struggle, no one wanted to push such a helper to the other side.

Zhu Zheng sat in the seat for families of non-commissioned officers of lower ranks and looked up at the crowd.

Rong Yan was also dressed in formal attire today, a rare sight for him, wearing a white suit of silk and gold brocade, which sparkled in the bright light, with the golden color swaying, making him look a little unreal.

With such an indifferent look, who could believe that this was the master tutor who bumped into someone in the street, grabbed the girl into the car and kissed her.

That day it seemed as if he was possessed by a ghost, but now the ghost has left him.

He turned back into a desireless alpine snow lotus.

Sitting next to Rong Yan's seat was Gong Yixiu, who had just returned to the court. He looked much thinner, with sunken eye sockets and a weak look. Only the immortality lock on his neck shone with golden light.

He still had that masked smile on his face, but his right hand seemed not to be very flexible, and he would drop the teacup from time to time.

Many civil officials came forward and expressed their concern for Gong Yixiu. Gong Yixiu said, "I worry about my father's health every day, copying scriptures and praying for blessings, and my wrists have been worn out."

He then looked at Rong Yan who was standing beside him and said meaningfully, "I came back from Fanlin Temple. I didn't expect that my father would not see anyone except me, including me."

Rong Yan didn't even look at him, just drank by himself without saying a word.

Gong Yixiu continued, "Is your father feeling better today? I have found a miracle drug and a doctor for you, and I want to show my filial piety."

Two people dressed as witches and priests came forward, holding a silver box of elixirs. Rong Yan frowned and did not move.

There was some silence on the high seat.

"Your Majesty has drafted two imperial edicts." Rong Yan suddenly spoke, "I wanted to wait until after the banquet, but since Your Majesty is so anxious..."

He raised his hand, signaled the ceremonial officer, and said calmly, "Announce it."

The ceremonial officer bowed, opened the golden scroll sealed with wax and read aloud the imperial edict.

"I decree:

Since ancient times, emperors have ruled the world by respecting their relatives and the virtuous, and have granted fiefs to the princes to consolidate the foundation of the royal family.

The eldest prince Gong Yihao has been extremely intelligent and has a noble character since he was young. Considering the rules of our ancestors, it is appropriate to confer the title of king to honor his virtue and continue the family line.

However, the world is so big that each has its own place. When we think about the border areas, they are the barriers of the country and the shield of the country. We hope that Haoer will be a role model for the clan, pacify the area, and keep the borders peaceful.

The eldest prince Gong Yihao is hereby named the King of Shanque and granted the city of Shanque in the northwest.

You will set out today to take up your fiefdom and do not need to return without an imperial edict.

I hope that you will perform your duties conscientiously, work diligently for the king's affairs, treat the people with kindness, manage the army with strictness, and do not let down the high hopes and deep grace of our ancestors.

I will also bestow upon you a golden seal and purple ribbon, a royal robe and jade belt, as well as all necessary ceremonial equipment, a mansion, land, and other things, to strengthen your prestige and display your honor.

You should work hard, I respect this."

After the decree was announced, there was complete silence.

The glances from the audience were fierce and complicated, but it was extremely quiet, and one could almost hear a pin drop in the hall.

The city of Shanqi in the northwest is located in a vast desert with almost no human habitation. One cannot return without an imperial edict. This is not a fiefdom, but an exile...

Gong Yixiu was holding a teacup in his hand, which fell to the ground at just the right moment, making a crisp sound.

"Is this really what father meant?" he asked.

Rong Yan glanced at Gong Yixiu.

Everyone was also shocked at the prince's bold questioning. Falsifying the imperial edict was a serious crime.

Even though the Grand Tutor holds real power, he is not at the point of writing and announcing the imperial edict on behalf of others...

……Bar?

Gong Yixiu immediately changed his words and said, "I was worried that my brother was not used to the climate of the frontier, so I spoke out of turn."

Gong Yihao was extremely calm, as if he had expected this, and said humbly, "Take my Lord Taifu to ask my father if we can set off later as my family member is about to give birth."

Only Zhu Zheng clenched her fists. The eldest prince did not say anything. If he really took her sister away after the child was born, wouldn't they be separated forever?

Rong Yan didn't answer either question.

After the ceremonial officer finished reading the first imperial edict, he took the second imperial edict and prepared to read it, but was interrupted by Rong Yan who raised his hand.

"I'll do it." He stood up.

Rong Yan took the imperial edict and opened it. The bright sunlight was cut into pieces by the glazed tiles and fell on the black ink characters, which was a bit dazzling.

He lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time before speaking.

“The Holy Decree says:

General Zhu Zhaoming, who was extremely loyal and outstanding, and had outstanding achievements, died for his country, which made me feel sad. I posthumously confer the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Martial Arts on him to honor his virtue.

Considering the loyalty of the Zhu family that has been hidden for a long time, the emperor specially granted a marriage between Zhu Zheng, the daughter of the Zhu family, and Nie Ruke, the son of the commander-in-chief’s mansion, to continue the loyalty and bravery of the Zhu family.

I hope you will wait..."

Rong Yan suddenly paused, looking in a certain direction in the crowd and paused for a moment.

He continued, "…….Cherish this good relationship and grow old together."

"The imperial edict has been issued, and I will obey it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brief decree granting marriage came like a bolt from the blue to several people.

Gong Yixiu narrowed his cold eyes.

Zhu Qing was about to stand up immediately, but was held down by Gong Yihao.

Wen Boqiu, the teacher, also wanted to get up, but was held down by Wen Fenghan.

Compared to the silence just now, this marriage made everyone unable to help but talk and whisper. While recalling who this loyal and brave Marquis of Zhu Mansion was, they were secretly looking for the four daughters who were granted marriage.

The Nie family is a well-known family, why did they grant such a marriage? It is obviously not a good match...

Nie Ruke, one of the protagonists of the arranged marriage, raised his head first in the crowd. He turned and glanced at Zhu Zheng.

Zhu Zheng sat upright, like a small Buddhist shrine.

The bright sunlight hurt her eyes, her head was buzzing, and she felt as if she was trapped in a gorgeous and absurd dream.

He dug his fingernails into his palms, forcing his mind to go blank. It took a long time before an idea came to his mind.

The marriage granted was a favor from the Emperor and could not be refused. There had never been a precedent of refusal.

But she heard from her grandmother that the Commander's Mansion was discussing a marriage with the daughter of the Minister of War recently. Nie Ruke had always disliked her, and the Nie family had many relatives in the court and had deep roots. He might try to shirk his responsibility, so there might still be a glimmer of room for her to turn around.

After looking at Zhu Zheng, Nie Ruke turned his head and raised his eyes to look at Rong Yan who was sitting in the upper seat.

The Master Grand Tutor's expression was gloomy, his eyes hidden in the shadow of his brow, but Nie Ruke knew that he must be looking at the dazed girl in the corner.

Nie Ruke curled his lips, lifted his robe, stood up, and saluted to receive the order.

"I am overwhelmed with fear and I thank Your Majesty for his kindness."

This is promised...

Such a submissive reaction disappointed the people who wanted to watch the fun, and they began to look for another protagonist.

Soon, more and more gazes were fixed on Zhu Zheng like thorns.