After hearing Chu Jinghui's command, Eunuch Zhang responded.
When he saw that Suotu had not returned, he suddenly knelt down in front of Chu Jinghui.
Chu Jinghui looked unmoved. "I don't know what this means?"
Eunuch Zhang choked up and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"What are you guilty of?"
"Just now the Emperor asked about Lord Yang, and all I could think of was that Lord Yang was specially selected by the Emperor from among the dozens of backup candidates. He has his own merits, so I would like to say a few nice words."
"However, this servant only focused on one thing, but forgot that Lord Yang, although this material is useful, it is only due to the Emperor's discernment."
"Without the support of the Emperor, even if Lord Yang is full of talent, there will be nowhere to use it."
"But the slave put the cart before the horse and said those treacherous words. The slave deserves to die. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Chu Jinghui looked at him, and after a while he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. "Thanks to you for staying with me for so many years, you have gained some skills! It's a pity that you have grown up in the wrong way! Punishment, you deserve punishment!"
Eunuch Zhang knelt on the ground and his body began to tremble slightly.
"However, since I have just said that bygones are bygones, this matter ends here. If you do something insignificant again in the future, I will never forgive you lightly!"
"Slave, thank you Lord for your kindness!"
Eunuch Zhang After saluting, he stood up slowly and went down tremblingly.
It wasn't until Hall of Mental Cultivation was far away that Eunuch Zhang looked around and found that there was no one around, then he dared to raise his arm and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.
After arranging his clothes again, Eunuch Zhang quickly left the place.
Capital City, Yang Qing mansion
"Xiao Zhou, are you sure that some of the wedding party came from Wei Sizhong's house?"
Jiang Zhizhou sent the latest secret message to Yang Qing. After Yang Qing thought for a moment, he replied, "As expected."
"I thought that Wei Sizhong was in prison and the Wei family was withering away, so Princess Nazhen would not cooperate with Wei Sizhong again."
"Of course, the Northern Liang mission has no foundation in our government. They are in urgent need of some reliable people to help them."
"Therefore, this secret soldier trained by Wei Sizhong has become their best candidate."
Jiang Zhizhou also smiled and said, "This Princess Nazhen's temperament is as good as ever. I'm afraid only she can do such a risky thing."
Yang Qing looked at him. "Since we are getting married, we must not do it openly and find ways to let those people show their feet."
"I'll leave this matter to you, and I'll go to that Dingguo Marquis Residence to ask for a wedding drink in peace."
Jiang Zhizhou nodded and said, "Don't worry, this matter will be handled properly!"
Yang Qing nodded, but in his mind he remembered the scene that happened on Hall of Mental Cultivation before, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.
I wonder if my father-in-law and Suotu will be implicated in his affairs.
Jiang Zhizhou naturally saw a hint of loneliness flash across Yang Qing's face, and immediately said, "If something happens here, what are your plans?"
What happened here?
Hearing these four words, Yang Qing felt a flash of indifference in his heart. "If it were you and me, it would be better to retreat to the mountains and forests."
"This move won my heart!" Jiang Zhizhou raised his head and laughed.
Listening to his laughter, the heavy feeling in Yang Qing's heart was just dissipated a little.
As soon as this expression relaxed, Yang Qing felt a sweetness in his throat.
Looking at Jiang Zhizhou standing next to him, Yang Qing secretly gritted his teeth and forced the sweetness into his heart.
Because of these actions, his originally pale face became more flushed.
Fortunately, his head was slightly hung, so Jiang Zhizhou didn't notice the clues.
After calming down for a while, Yang Qing said to Jiang Zhizhou, "Since Nazhen dares to use Wei Sizhong, it means that she is also prepared in her heart, so you have to be careful."
Jiang Zhizhou nodded and said, "Okay!"
A few days later, Capital City
This day is the day Heir of Dingguo Marquis marries Princess Nazhen.
This Capital City was very lively. The people in the city wanted to see the grand wedding of a princess with their own eyes, so they lined both sides of the road in anticipation early, and the surrounding area was filled with water.
However, although there were many people, they could not hear the noise.
After all, she is a princess from another country, and she still needs to observe the proper etiquette.
After waiting for a long time, I heard waves of gongs and drums coming from far and near.
At this time, the crowd was slightly commotion, and everyone stretched their necks to see what was going on.
Because there were so many people, everyone wanted to move forward, so there were some small-scale fluctuations.
I don't know who shouted, "Coming, coming!"
These words were like a ladle of water poured into a boiling oil pan, causing a huge wave immediately.
The onlookers on the roadside became even more excited. The soldiers sent by Capital City and Capital Prefect were sweating profusely to keep the crowds on both sides quiet.
No one noticed that a Wildcat ran out of the crowd and headed straight towards the escorting procession of the sedan chair.
Under the sudden chaos, the originally neat and orderly procession of sending off the bride was thrown into disarray.
But the Wildcat that got into trouble ran away at some point.
"Everyone, please move quickly. If you miss the right moment, this will be very troublesome. Besides, the Emperor will also come in person. If you don't want to lose your head, then clean up this place quickly."
The people in the wedding party were all hurriedly sorting out the dowry and other items they were responsible for taking care of, when suddenly they heard someone exclaiming.
"This, this box is broken!"
"I have the nerve to say that the box you were looking after fell down and fell on the things I was looking after! If it was damaged, could you afford to carry it?"
Seeing that this person who was fine at first was like two roosters ready to fight, his eyes widened and his eyes widened. The ceremony officer who was walking at the front of the procession came over with a serious look on his face.
"What are you clamoring about here? Can't you tell what's light and what's serious?"
Seeing that the official was angry, the two people shrank their necks and cleaned up the various belongings that were still scattered on the ground.
After watching the dispute between the two people, they became quiet, and the ceremony officer prepared to return to the front of the line.
At this moment, the man whose gift box was broken felt a dull pain in his calf. When he looked down, he happened to see the foot of the man next to him who had not had time to retract it.
He immediately became angry and kicked the opponent's calf.
"The etiquette officer said that we should distinguish the priorities, but you still dare to sneak attack on me!"
The person who was kicked looked at him in confusion, but could not swallow the inexplicable bad breath.
At that moment, the two men were struggling together, without any memory of why they came here.
Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, a cold voice sounded, "How dare you make trouble during the princess's wedding! Come, take these two people away!"