bookcurios Chapter 152 Intersection
Chapter 152 Intersection
As soon as the coming-of-age ceremony was over, the Ministry of Rites immediately submitted a petition requesting a date for Zhou Qinghe and Zhao Fangyu's wedding.
The Ministry of Rites has already prepared all the necessary matters. All that’s left is to set the wedding date and make some minor modifications before the wedding can be officially held.
The emperor chose the closest day among the three, the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month.
"It's just before the New Year, so the common people can have some fun too."
The official from the Ministry of Rites told Zhou Qinghe exactly what he had said. If it was a prince who had risen to prominence, he would have probably taken advantage of the situation and flattered the emperor, asking the Ministry of Rites to hold a grand ceremony.
But Zhou Qinghe was a bastard. Not to mention flattering the emperor, he didn't even touch the emperor's heart. The emperor let him go because he didn't want to bring bad luck on such a happy day.
"People don't even have enough food to eat during the New Year holidays, so how can we afford a big celebration?"
The red-robed official who came to deliver the message retreated with a pursed mouth. But what he was thinking was, if others can't make ends meet, how can you, the Crane King, not make ends meet?
The clan family's mansion is about to be plundered, not only himself, but also the Fourth Prince!
Among so many princes, when has anyone ever visited the clan residence?
Ever since His Majesty the Crane King left, the accounts of the clan mansion have been...
The people from the clan residence came to cry to the people from the Ministry of Rites every day, and the people from the Ministry of Rites cried to the emperor, but the emperor could do nothing about it. He could only let Zhou Qinghe marry Zhao Fangyu, the golden child, as soon as possible.
Zhou Qinghe glanced at the white jade hanging on the official's belt, then looked at the belly that was about to bulge out, and patted it like a watermelon, with a slightly cold tone: "My lord, the food is good?"
This sentence frightened the official in red so much that he broke out in a cold sweat and said he didn't dare.
He didn't dare to answer this. Zhou Qinghe was about to get married, and the official had to bite the bullet and congratulate him no matter how reluctant he was.
Then he ran out of the Second Prince's residence like a dog.
The prince's mansion and the prince's mansion occupy different areas. The Ministry of Works had just been tortured by Zhou Qinghe and renovated the Second Prince's mansion from top to bottom. This one had just been completed and the celebration banquet had not yet been held. The emperor gave Zhou Qinghe a Prince Crane's mansion again.
The Second Prince's mansion was a tiny place, but it took him more than half a year to renovate it.
And let the people from the Ministry of Works start building a prince's palace from scratch... No one in the Ministry of Works dared to think about how they would spend the New Year.
The news that the Emperor wanted to build residences for the princes was sent out yesterday, and the memorial from the Ministry of Works was delivered to the palace that evening.
The next day, people from the Ministry of Works made a tearful appeal at the morning court, suggesting that the land behind the Second Prince's palace be allocated to him, and that the Prince's Palace be expanded on the Second Prince's original residence.
The pretext is: "Complete the work as soon as possible so as not to delay His Royal Highness the Crane King's wedding."
Zhou Qinghe actually had no objection. Changing the Second Prince's Mansion into the Prince's Mansion would save him from having to get up half an hour earlier for the daily morning court session.
But according to his understanding of his father, his father would most likely be reluctant to let go. After all, his second prince's residence was close to the imperial palace, and every inch of land around it was valuable.
As expected, the matter was kept secret and not released.
The end of the year is the busiest time of the year for the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Works is no less busy, but people in the Ministry of Rites don't want to get involved with the Second Prince's fussiness.
As soon as the morning court was over, the Minister of Rites with a white beard and the thin and dark Minister of Works, the two old men talked to the emperor in the imperial study for a long time, until their saliva ran dry, before finally getting the emperor to agree to expand the second prince's mansion into a prince's palace.
After hearing the news, Zhou Qinghe was so happy that he ate half an extra chicken leg at noon.
He was happy as long as it could humiliate the emperor.
This winter, the people of Qianzhou, where the Fourth Prince had visited, put on cotton clothes before the first snow fell, so that the soldiers of Zhiqu could also spend a more comfortable winter.
Zhou Qinghe handed in a sign and entered the palace to pay his respects to Concubine Li.
Red walls, black tiles, old plum trees and withered vines.
The palace of Concubine Dan was called Yanyun Palace, and the palace of Concubine Li was called Suyun Hall.
It just sounds cool and cold.
When I came in, I felt even more desolate.
Concubine Li is not a normal person. She has been out of favor for many years and never appears at banquets, as if she is transparent.
There were rumors that Concubine Li had converted to Buddhism. In fact, the once most beautiful concubine in the harem had already gone insane. She was thinner and more shriveled than the dead vines on the bamboo forest in the courtyard.
Zhou Qinghe didn't see Concubine Li very often. He was afraid of her because of the beatings she suffered when he was a child. When he grew up, he couldn't bear to see his mother going crazy and searching every corner of the palace for the man who had abandoned him.
Zhou Qinghe arranged for Deadpool to serve Concubine Li personally, to ensure that even if Concubine Li was mentally handicapped, she would not be tortured in the harem.
Now that her son was getting married, someone should tell her, whether she was conscious or not.
Once you enter the palace, everything is still the same.
The woman in the pink butterfly palace dress had gray hair in her bun, no decorations on her ears, and was fanning herself with a large leaf in her hand.
"Goro!"
The skinny figure of Concubine Li burst out with amazing power the moment she saw the palace gate open, and she pounced in front of Zhou Qinghe in almost the blink of an eye.
Zhou Qinghe caught Concubine Li and took her aside.
But after a little coaxing, Concubine Li's condition was much better than before.
"Has mother still been crying every night these days?"
Deadpool replied: "It's better now, but I still keep mentioning Your Majesty and occasionally ask what Your Majesty is doing."
Zhou Qinghe nodded, turned around and tucked up Concubine Li's hair that had been scattered during the play. "Mother, my son is getting married."
Concubine Li didn't understand what this meant. She looked confused and soon called Wu Lang again.
Zhou Qinghe was well prepared and was not disappointed.
He just handed Concubine Li a bag of wedding candy that had been prepared long ago.
The bright red color hurt Li Fei's eyes. She quickly hid behind Deadpool and timidly showed her head: "I can't have the red one!"
Deadpool lowered his head. Zhou Qinghe couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. He told Deadpool not to let Concubine Li eat too much sweets, and then left the palace alone.
I walked and stopped along the way, and when I realized it, I had arrived at the Zhao family's door.
After thinking about it, I finally didn't go in.
He didn't know what those people outside who were staring at him would think when he arrived at the door rashly.
The feeling of loneliness came over him again, and Zhou Qinghe lowered his eyes with amusement to glance at the shadow that seemed to be slightly bending its back.
I didn't expect that before the wedding day, he had already behaved like a child.
This was the scene Zhao Fangyu saw as he stepped out of the carriage.
A young man in a dark red brocade robe stood under the white walls and black tiles, and their eyes met in the crowd.
A shadow that had just caught up with Zhou Qinghe slowly faded away.
Zhao Fangyu didn't know what was going on, but Zhou Qinghe was obviously worried at this time.
It might also be because Zhou Qinghe's expression just now was too helpless. Zhao Fangyu had no intention of caring about it, but when he was swept by that gaze, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in his heart.
After telling Shisiniang that she would be back later, she took Chunshao and walked towards Zhou Qinghe who was standing at the foot of the wall.
"When did you come?"
Zhou Qinghe was very obedient: "I don't know. I was just planning to take a walk, but somehow I ended up here."
"It's getting cold, go back early."
Zhou Qinghe didn't know why. The two of them had only exchanged a few polite words, but the loss he felt after meeting his mother dissipated at an astonishing speed.
"The wedding is scheduled for the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month."
"You are not feeling well, so wear a coat when you go out."