The front of the city gate was bustling and crowded.
On the warm day of the spring breeze, there is an endless stream of BMW cars going out of the city to enjoy the scenery.
Along the long road, the convoy of merchants waiting to enter the city lined up in a winding line with twists and turns, and the end was not visible.
A prosperous scene of peace and prosperity.
When Wei Guogong Li Zhongqian's car drove into the imperial city, the people on the side of the road recognized the Xie family's flag and stopped their horses and carts to give way to the road. The people couldn't help but stop and wait and see.
The guards with knives riding back and forth on the carriage all wore linen and filial piety, dressed in mourning clothes, and looked grim.
They are in mourning for Princess Wen Zhao.
The people whispered to each other, whispering: I heard that Wei Guogong was badly injured, his martial arts was exhausted, and he would never be able to go to the battlefield again. The only sister who died outside the Great Wall was really pitiful!
Amidst the discussions, the carriage curtain was still hanging down. The second prince who liked to ride a high-headed steed into the city every time he triumphed, seemed to be ashamed to meet people and didn't show up from beginning to end.
The people watched the carriage go away, recalling the second prince who was so energetic and heroic, looked at each other, shook his head and sighed.
The news soon reached the Tai Chi Palace, and the eunuch entered the hall to report it.
Li De frowned and said, "Let Qianniuwei look at him."
The eunuch should be that Qianniuwei was ordered to be sent, but Qianniuwei was caught off guard, and hurriedly summoned his staff and rushed out of the inner city to greet him.
An hour later, hundreds of guards, guards, guards, guards, guards, guards in front of the gate of the official residence of Weiguo were standing in front of the guards. The knives were shining in the door, and guards were ambushed everywhere from the long street to the square. .
Zheng Jing and Xue Wu hurriedly responded to the call and waited at the gate of the mansion.
In the past, the young men who chased the Seven Princesses with horses, are now officials in the same dynasty, all wearing green round-necked official gowns.
Xue Wu looked nervous and kept wiping sweat.
Zheng Jing glanced at him: "What are you afraid of?"
Xue Wuhui rolled his eyes: "Zheng San, aren't you afraid of Duke Wei? Who was scared off by Duke Wei?"
Zheng Jing was stunned when he heard about the old things.
Yes, he was also afraid of Li Zhongqian-who admires Princess Wen Zhao's noble son, who is not afraid of Li Zhongqian?
Princess Wen Zhao is decent and elegant, and Li Zhongqian and her are both born of Concubine Xie, but they are rude and rude, the eldest child and the third child, and they often act as shocking and terrifying, which is despised by the world.
In the past two years, most of the princes of the family who begged Princess Wen Zhao for marriage were beaten to death by Li Zhongqian.
Not to mention, for example, the prime minister's Xiao Balang, who raised several Mei Ji outside the home, had three or four children, and even dared to ask Princess Wen Zhao to marry Li Zhongqian.
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Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight
Historical Fiction(u can read it on novel update com I only save it here while I mtl it! That is crazy .I burn my eyes with mtl and this is my first time. ) Yaoying transmigrated into a novel. In the chaotic and troubled times, many nations were at war. Her father h...
