My historian is dying every day

Chapter 107 [Why is the idiot here]

Therefore, there is an extra princess in Pan Gaoli's visit, and some reception etiquette needs to be supplemented.

In the imperial study room, it has not yet been discussed whether the marriage should be done or not. Cai Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is solemnly listing out the long and complicated details of the reception. The servant Xue Yi is explaining points from the side, and from time to time chatting with the tired-looking Mr. Wen Second, I also guessed that the governor Wen was also here, whether it really responded to the rumors in the court that Second Young Master Wen was going back to the Beijing official residence for first rank.

Qi Yu frowned and listened to the outdated etiquette, feeling annoyed. After asking a few questions, he took a sip of tea to relieve his boredom.

Glancing at him, he saw a sand-green shadow suddenly flashing by the side door of the side hall, and it was Wen Yanzhi's face that came in like a glacier. He was so startled that he took a sip of tea stuck in his throat and managed to let it go.

——Why is the idiot here!

Qi Yu felt that the sky was turning yellow.

People in the living room do not need to pass on the history when they enter the palace. When Wen Yan came in, he knelt down neatly, kowtowed respectfully and said: "My minister kowtowed to the emperor. I heard that the emperor's meeting was not finished, so I came to record the history."

"..." Qi Yu had a bit of heart failure.

Looking at Wen Yanzhi's expression, he knew that this little idiot must have been angry when he heard about the marriage. on the case.

Qi Yuqiang smiled and said: "...Wen Sheren, get back on your feet quickly."

——Queen Mother Jade Emperor Avalokitesvara, Old Monarch Immortal Weng Land Lord... I have endured some of these days, and I guess there will be no kisses and handshakes.

Depressed, and depressed.

Wen Yanzhi got up from the ground silently, knelt down solemnly and went to the back of Qiu Ju's screen, and really took out a stack of flower paper from his arms to hold the soft charcoal, and then brushed it to remember.

"..." Qi Yu didn't want to know what he was remembering at all.

Or... draw something.

On the other side of the hall, Wen Jiuling lovingly looked at the back half of the screen revealing her youngest son, thinking about the marriage and the hard luck of youngest son, his eyes became redder and his nose became more sour, finally he couldn't hold it back and took a deep breath , cried out again.

Cai Shangshu couldn't help but stop singing, and looked at him with a frown: "Master Wen, what a wonderful thing, why are you crying?"

Wen Jiuling picked up his cuffs and wiped away his tears, and said vigorously, "Your Majesty, this is touching, Cai Shangshu... Woo--the emperor is diligent in governing the country, and he is really effective. Even my son, who is a fool who is useless, knows how to restrain himself and serve the public. Promising, knowing that you are loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and have devoted yourself to yourselves! How can I not be grateful to tears!" He turned around and bowed tremblingly to Qi Yu: "Your Majesty, everyone in the court regards the responsibility of the country as the most important thing, and it is also appropriate to hear this good news. The world is rejoicing, it's really great!"

These words mean that his youngest son, Qi Yu, has a loyal heart, but is trampled to ashes by Qi Yu, the scumbag emperor. What kind of good news from the country is so jubilant, it's all irony.

Qi Yu felt dizzy and furious when he heard it, and before he could speak, he heard the back of the screen that his hair was brushing more and more, and Wen Xizhi on the other side took another step.

"What Mr. Wen said is true." Second Brother Wen said with clear eyebrows and calm eyes, "It can be seen that the fortune of the country is prosperous, and the way of heaven favors our dynasty. I think that I can ask Xiangguo Temple to write blessing scriptures, burn incense and pray, so as to repay the heaven's wish and wish the marriage. well."

Qi Yu: "...???"

——Are you helping your brother or sacrificing your brother? !

——If you fan the flames again, the will-o'-the-wisp will burn the roof of Zhen Yu's study!

Xue Yi, who didn't want to know nothing about it, nodded in agreement when he heard it: "Yes, Your Majesty, this also shows that our court attaches great importance to Korea's move, and it is really the icing on the cake in diplomatic relations."

— What flowers do you add? !

——I want to put a flower on your face too!

Right now, Qi Yu wanted to throw the teacup on Xue Yi's face, the unicorn paperweight, the jade inkstone, the Panlong jade seal, and the porcelain jar for washing brushes!

The sound of soft charcoal breaking on the paper came from behind the screen.

Then there was the sound of paper being rolled up and thrown away.

Qi Yu felt uncomfortable, Qi Yu wanted to cry, Qi Yu wanted to leave, Qi Yu wanted to hold Wen Yanzhi in Yanfu Palace and never come out.

I don't want to be the emperor anymore.

It is better to resign from the palace than to abdicate.

"..." Qi Yu's head was full of confusion, and he held his forehead quite anxiously. If he didn't make a serious statement at this time, the back of the screen probably didn't just fold the paper with a pen.

About Wen Yanzhi was able to draw him as a Yaksha holding a halberd with a bloody mouth on the flower paper. On the Yaksha's forehead, there were also big characters "A foolish king starts in chaos and never abandons him and can't end well", nailed to the folded wall outside the library room. Throwing darts every day.

...a chill down the spine just thinking about it.

Qi Yuhan said with a depressed voice: "Everyone, prayers and vows... There is no need, Cai Shangshu, Mr. Wen, write it down..."

He paused his words and said, "I shouldn't do this kind of marriage."

"Why, Your Majesty?" Cai Shangshu and Xue Shilang were shocked, and they quickly knelt down. Cai Shangshu said: "Your Majesty, although Gao Li has always been friendly, if my court refuses the marriage, Gao Li will become angry and will not treat you any more. I will no longer pay tribute to me, or co-operate with Helen Tuo and other tribes to disturb me, what should I do?"

Xue Shilang also said solemnly: "Although the emperor vowed that the world will be uneasy and will not accept concubines, the emperor has governed the country diligently for three years, so that now the floods and droughts have stopped, and the border wars have stopped. It's over, it's time to feel that Tian'en has spread the branches and leaves for the royal family, Your Majesty, your harem is empty."

"My harem, I don't want you to worry about it." Qi Yu propped up his body and turned his wrists, looking down at the backs of the heads of the two men in the Ministry of Rites. Going to reject Goryeo is, either let the old monarch re-elect someone in the clan, or give gifts to appease, I still don’t believe it, I shouldn’t be married, could it be that he still insists on it?”

Cai Shangshu panicked: "But your majesty, there is no reason to refuse this marriage. Marriage is a good deed that benefits the country and the people. I hope the emperor will think twice!"

"Cai Shangshu, don't try to persuade me anymore. I've thought twice before, if you shouldn't, you shouldn't." Qi Yu tapped his knuckles on the imperial case, glanced at Wen Jiuling who finally stopped crying, sighed and said with a smile: " Mr. Wen, it’s over, how to deal with it, how to negotiate, that’s up to you, I trust Mrs. Wen, you won’t let me down."

Wen Jiuling shook his drenched cuffs and the silk in his hand, knelt down respectfully and said, "I obey the order."

Qi Yu waved his hand: "Cai Shangshu and Xue Shilang step down first, and the two Lord Wen stay here for a while."

The two men in the Ministry of Ritual bowed and knelt down and retreated. Zhou Fu waved his whisk at the little eunuch at the gate of the hall.

As the door closed, Wen Jiuling and Wen Xizhi saw Qi Yu getting up from the throne, and hurriedly walked behind Qiuju's screen, covering the two of them with the screen, and the exposed half of the sand-blue clothes remained motionless. After a moment of silence, Qi Yu sighed deeply, and said softly: "Wen Yanzhi, don't be angry, I just found out about this."

However, Wen Yanzhi's voice did not come from behind the screen.

Father Wen Jiuling lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then glanced at Wen Xizhi, the father and son looked at each other, sighed and shook their heads.

Some things don't really exist if they don't turn a blind eye, nor can they be avoided if they want to avoid them.

Qi Yu is an emperor, at least until he realizes his wish to abdicate, he still sits on the big golden chair on the Imperial Palace.

The power and interests in the court, competition and checks and balances will involve the emperor's in-laws anyway.In the past, there were still excuses for internal and external troubles, but now that the world is stable, the court and the palace have to make plans for stability, and the whole court began to covet his empty harem, and the sun rises and sets every moment , some people are thinking about his future heir.

Today is still a matter of marriage. Although the monarch of Koryo is difficult to deal with, it is not unreasonable. Moreover, Koryo is still a subordinate country, and there is still room for maneuver in changing the marriage contract. Crucian carp, even if it is not these few days, he will always try his best to stuff women into the palace in the future. Looking back, there will only be more and no less.

Wen Yanzhi didn't speak because he understood.

He is stupid, but he is not stupid.The history books are full of pictures, and he calmed down after the shock of affection. He can see that this is not an easy way to go.

"I'm not angry." He looked at Qi Yu's worried face and shook his head heavily.

He was shocked when the hidden guard told about the marriage. He hurried from the Nangong to the imperial study room. He felt that the bluestone, slabs and bricks along the way were covered with cotton and clouds, and his feet were ups and downs, ups and downs. It's not real, the light of flying flowers in spring is dazzling, and the golden palace is all swaying.

He just wanted to see Qi Yu soon.

He believed in his heart that Qi Yu would not agree to the marriage, but the principles of loyalty and patriotism in the Four Books and Five Classics told him that the marriage with Qi Yu should be agreed, so he thought about it randomly for a while, fearing that there would be one in a million. There is a slight possibility, in case... In case Qi Yu has no way to refuse, if Gaoli suppresses heavy troops, if there are few people on the border, if...

There are so many ifs.

Qi Yu is an emperor. Thousands of people in the world have depended on him so much. Wen Yanzhi thinks that he can't do anything other than end these expectations.

This is not what it should be.

He held the soft charcoal in his hand tightly, he took the pen in a hurry, he didn't even wrap it in the cloth cover he used to wrap the pen in, at this moment the curved corner of the back end of the charcoal pen firmly imprinted into his palm, Yubai His knuckles and palms were painted black.

He finally closed his eyes, endured the ache in his chest, and said with difficulty: "Qi Yu, I'm afraid."

The three of them hear one word, but one sentence may make the three feel distressed.Outside the screen, Wen Jiuling picked up his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, closed his eyes tightly to hold back his tears, Wen Xizhi sighed softly, and comforted him gently.

Qi Yu took Wen Yanzhi into his arms, patted Wen Yanzhi distressedly, and softly coaxed him: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault, I really shouldn't have done what I did back then. Don't cry, don't cry." I'm afraid, if he marries with relatives, I shouldn't, I never should, okay?"

Wen Yanzhi wiped his eyes on his shoulder, nodded, "OK."

Qi Yu put his arms around him and coaxed him a few more words, reluctantly let go of the person in his arms, and walked out from behind the screen. Seeing that Wen Jiuling was wiping away tears again, Wen Xizhi raised his head and gave him a faint look, which was also full of meaning. Seeing that Qi Yu's heart sank.

The old father loves his son, elder brother and brother, what a good family entrusts Wen Yanzhi to him, yet he wants to make Wen Yanzhi suffer this terrible crime.

Wen Jiuling calmed down his emotions, and said to Qi Yu with the corners of his eyes: "The matter between the emperor and Yanzhi... is emotional and reasonable, and needs to be discussed in the long run. Now the old minister dares to ask Yanzhi to take him home to live in. After the clan people come to discuss it, the emperor will discuss it in detail." The matter of the throne has also been figured out, and the edict has been issued, let's talk about it later."

Hearing this, Qi Yu lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then nodded: "Alright, what Mr. Wen said is true, and it should be so."