Xue Jun Liang walked into the hall and sat down. After everyone's greetings, Xue Jun Liang pretended to be surprised and said, “What's the matter with the noble son? I haven't seen him for many years, but now he looks haggard. It must be a big blow. Zhen has heard that a noble son has always been a filial son. Now it's true that a noble son's name is well-known come let Zhen have a good look at you."
Xue Chang Jing quickly echoed his words with a look of fear.
At first, Emperor Xue didn't mention the hereditary thing, just asked Xue Chang Jing how he was, what the situation of the fiefdom was, and how old he was.
Xue Jun Liang said with a smile: “Although when the Imperial uncle was alive, Zhen didn't see him very often, but Zhen loved his Imperial uncle. I can't imagine that Chang Jing has not had a real wife yet. Won't it make the Imperial uncle feel cold? At present, it's not easy for you to come to the capital. Zhen has nothing to give you. How about helping you find a wife who is worthy of you?"
Xue Chang Jing stood down and wiped his sweat. He didn't know whether Emperor Xue had heard about his choice of masculine men. When the Marquis of Zheng’an was alive, he also knew that he liked men, but he also married several concubines for him. He couldn't manage it. Finally, he didn't care.
In the Imperial court officials, they knew Xue Chang Jing's nature for a long time. Hearing Xue Jun Liang's words, they knew that the good drama was coming.
Xue Jun Liang did not fail to live up to their expectations. He said with a profound smile: “I mentioned the marriage with Zhen a few days ago, and the Marquis that Zhen could think of was Hou Yang. However, the daughters of the Ninth Marquis of Feng state are all pampered golden daughters, Hou Yang's mind is too rough. He's afraid of neglecting them. I didn't expect that Chang Jing wouldn't get married. This is the best way. Zhen will point out marriage for you now."
Xue Chang Jing was terrified and sweating. How could the daughter of the ninth Marquis of the Feng state be spoiled? If her husband married to him didn't touch her, wouldn't he cause the hatred and spur the Feng state's actions and irritate the two countries to war.
Before Xue Chang Jing could say anything, Xue Hou Yang stood up and said with a smile, “This Imperial brother also thought it was very good. This Imperial brother is used to playing around in the battlefield, for fear of neglecting the princess its best to have her married to the noble son."
Xue Jun Liang said: “It's very good, Chang Jing. If you have no objection, then it's settled."
Xue Chang Jing wanted to refute, but when he saw Xue Jun Liang's smile, he couldn't help but think of the previous beating staff responsibility. His whole body hurt again, and finally he was terrified to speak.
Xue Jun Liang nodded, “That's settled So, Zhen has another thing to mention."
He said, pausing and laughing: “Before Zhang Hong the thief invaded the Shui River, Teng Ying was not allowed to go out as commander in chief. Now Zhang Hong has been killed along with all the thieves, and Teng Ying has to be praised."
Teng Yun heard him mention him, he made the first half step, bowed down: “This Imperial court official is terrified, his majesty is in love."
Xue Jun Liang said with a smile: “Don't be modest. Since Teng Ying has returned triumphantly, it's impossible to do anything before. The Imperial tutor Shen is right. Teng Ying's destiny is to help Zhen. It's better to take advantage of big confirmation marriage and bring Teng Ying to the palace. "
Teng Yun was stunned at the moment. He opened his eyes and looked up to see Xue Jun Liang, whose expression was not like a joke. But after all, he was a man. When he was said in front of people, Teng Yun still couldn't feel it.
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The Ugly Empress by Yun Guo Shi Fei / 丑娘娘 by 云
ActionAfter ten years on the battlefield, Teng Yun, dubbed as his country's God of War, have witnessed Xue Junliang protecting his country and conquering new territories, while he himself ended up with an arrow through his heart. When he woke up, he becam...