Marriage is just a form. For the Huns, marriage can announce a truce to the world, which is the guarantee for them to return to the grassland safely. Now this is more important than anything else. For the Great Chu, marriage can lift the siege of Jincheng as soon as possible. After all, the emperor's life is still hanging by the enemy's hands. Every time one more hour is waiting, people in the world cannot feel at ease.

For a very small number of people, marriage is not only a form, but also a real change.

Cui Zhao left the city and got rid of her sister, Mrs. Ping'en, and also got rid of the shackles of the Cui family and even the entire Great Chu. However, the moment she left the city, she still felt deep fear, which was fear of legends, foreign races, and another world.

She didn't even know who her husband was. The Huns just promised to choose one of the grandsons of the Great Shanyu's favorites. Because of the fierce competition, she could not disclose her name in advance.

The maid around him heard many rumors. It is said that the Huns were both curious and afraid of Princess Pingjin. The so-called selection of husband was just a refusal. In fact, no one dared to marry him. They all thought that the Da Shanyu could suppress him. There were even rumors that the Da Shanyu married a wife in the name of his grandson. When the bride entered the camp, he would accept it with a smile...

The maid doesn't have to go to the Huns, and is glad that she can still stay in the Great Chu. The Huns are not etiquette and shameful, and can do anything extraordinary. Princess Pingjin's departure is like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.

Cui Zhao came to the Huns camp in fear, with a tragic mood of dying at worst, and several Chu envoys guided her to complete one ritual after another, not only to abide by the traditions of Chu, but also to accept the customs of the Huns.

The last ceremony was strange. The bride was removed in advance by a Hun. It was definitely not the groom. Then, in front of her, three old men wearing feathers and animal skins danced in circles, singing and singing, and a large group of Huns around responded from time to time.

Seeing many Hun men and women kneeling down and kowtowed and kissing the ground, Cui Zhao finally realized that this was not an ordinary marriage ceremony, but a serious exorcism.

This is not a good sign. Cui Zhao's heart sinks a little bit, and he is also puzzled. The Huns are so afraid of themselves, so why did they name and marry each other? Could it be that the Great Shanyu really wanted to occupy the magpie's nest and force themselves to marry him?

Cui Zhao doesn't care.

The newlyweds tent was obviously carefully arranged. Cui Zhao sat cross-legged on the soft bed according to the arrangements of several Hun women. Most of the headdresses that took most of the days to make were removed and replaced with Hun-style headscarfs, which were also covered with jewelry, making them even heavier.

The women also did something similar to exorcism, retreated, leaving the bride alone.

Cui Zhao remembered the words of Tokai Neptune: If the groom came early, it means that this person not only has a high status, but also cares about the bride's feelings.

The Huns were so drunk and lively. They usually had to make trouble until the second midnight or even early in the morning before the groom was allowed to enter the bridal chamber. If the groom could get rid of the entanglement of many noble people, he would definitely have a good status and was eager to see his newlywed wife.

Cui Zhao silently calculated that it should be the second update now, and if the groom is not yet...

The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and a Hun man walked in, faster than Cui Zhao expected, but she was stunned and couldn't determine whether it was her husband.

She couldn't tell the age of the Huns, and felt that this person should be between twenty and forty years old. He was not handsome, but he was definitely not ugly. He even had a bit of elegance, which was rare among the Huns, but he was wearing armor and weapons, and he was not like a newlywed.

"I am your husband, you are my wife." The Hun man spoke, and he was actually Chu Yu.

Cui Zhao looked at her husband blankly, unable to say a word.

The Hun man looked at his wife carefully with the light for a while, expressionless, unable to tell whether he was satisfied. He began to untie the weapons, powerful bows, arrows, waist knives, short knives, daggers... and then leather armor and clothes.

Cui Zhao felt nervous. She had not been married to Champion Hou for a long time, had no feelings for her, and had few times of bed. She was still a little scared about such things, forced herself to calm down and asked in a low voice: "Can you speak Chuyu?"

The Hun man nodded, "A little bit."

"What's your name?"

The Hun man did not answer, and walked to the bride in only his small clothes, "Take off his clothes."

"Um?"

"Take off your clothes." The Hun man ordered.

Cui Zhao reached out to take off the turban, but his arms trembled slightly and he couldn't use any force. The turban was extremely heavy, like a mountain pressing on his head.

The Hun man took off his headscarf and threw it aside. He grabbed her hands and said, "Everyone said I can't stand it for three days, but I'm not afraid. I want to be your husband and take you back to the grassland safely. Then no one will say you are a disaster star."

Cui Zhao looked at those firm and deep eyes and felt a sense of gratitude. At the same time, he was sure that this person had a high status among the Huns.

On this night, the groom who was reluctant to enter the bridal chamber was the Emperor of Great Chu.

The marriage ceremony in Jincheng has already ended. The scene is very big and grand, and it is not inferior to the Huns at all. Han Ruzi only came forward in the final stage and worshiped the world with the bride.

Perhaps in order to please the Emperor of Chu, the bride completely followed the customs of Chu and never took off her veil.

The ritual official named her a concubine, and her name was long, but the ritual official could still recite it up and down. Han Ruzi once heard it, but she didn't remember a single word.

After the ceremony, the bride was sent into the bridal chamber. Han Ruzi, as the groom, returned to the hall to continue to handle government affairs.

The connection between Jincheng and the outside world was restored, and the memorials that the emperor needed to handle were stacked higher than others. This was only part of it, and it could not be done by others.

Fortunately, with Zhao Ruosu's help, the Secretariat of the Central Secretariat said that he was a person around the emperor. His main responsibility was to deliver the memorials to the eunuchs, and it was rare to see the emperor himself.

Han Ruzi admired Zhao Ruosu more, and Liu Jie happened to send an order to Deng Cui. Qu Zixi and others were still in the Huns camp, so he ordered him to stay and stand by at any time.

Han Ruzi initially just wanted to treat Zhao Ruosu as a consultant, but soon discovered that this person's ability is not only super memory, but also has a high level of knowledge, and he is not like an ordinary official at all.

"Your Majesty should give priority to the memorial of King Jianhuo of Luoyang." Zhao Ruosu suggested.

The ugly king refused to accept the official position of the court. When he was in Luoyang, he worked under Qu Zixi. When Qu Zixi left, he became nameless and had no part. Many things were difficult to carry out. However, he did not complain in the memorial, but only introduced the progress of resettlement of refugees.

The progress was not particularly smooth. Summer had arrived, and many refugees were still stranded in Luoyang and refused to return home. Han Ruzi could guess the reason. The most important thing was that he lacked money and cars. The war in the north was even more lacking. The Luoyang merchant who once made a promise immediately held his wallet tightly when he found that the emperor was unstable.

"What should I do? I will make Wang Jianhuo an official? Or will I issue a strict order to Henan County, requiring them to cooperate?"

Zhao Ruosu bowed and said, "In my foolish opinion, it is better to pass an order to reprimand Wang Jianhuo and let him make meritorious service when he is guilty."

Han Ruzi smiled and shook his head, "Wang Jianhuo is a hero. He is not a tough guy. He doesn't take him as an official. If I send an order to blame him, he will immediately turn around and flee into the world."

"Otherwise, Wang Jianhuo is not a person who seeks fame and reputation. The lives of thousands of refugees depend on him, so he will never let go easily."

"In this case, I shouldn't blame him."

Zhao Ruosu and the emperor were not yet able to say anything, and responded with simplicity and stopped talking.

Han Ruzi looked at the official document for a while and looked up and said, "There are no outsiders here. Lord Zhao can speak freely and there is no need to hide it from me."

Zhao Ruosu then said: "Wang Jianhuo has no official position, he cannot act with his authority, he cannot suppress people with his wealth, he cannot defeat people with his strength, he cannot subdue the public with his strength, but the reputation of a hero is outside, which is known to everyone in the world. However, for the placement of refugees, the reputation of a hero is a burden, and His Majesty's emphasis and trust in him is even worse..."

"Um?"

Zhao Ruosu immediately knelt down, and Han Ruzi signaled him to get up, "You said."

"A hero must be loyal. Since Wang Jianhuo has been valued by His Majesty, he cannot enjoy it alone. He wants to share it with his friends. If he agrees, he will betray the king. If he disagrees, he will forget his friends. In this case, it will be even more difficult for him to use his reputation as a hero."

Han Ruzi seemed to have some understanding.

Zhao Ruosu waited for a while and continued, "If Your Majesty severely blames Wang Jianhuo and makes the people in the world think that the ugly king of Luoyang is in trouble, Wang Jianhuo will be more likely to refuse others' requests for help and will also ask for help from all parties."

"Like the Tan family in trouble?"

Zhao Ruosu nodded.

Han Ruzi thought for a while and smiled, "Mr. Zhao is very opinionated, but... can Wang Jianhuo understand my intention?"

Zhao Ruosu always bows his hands whenever he speaks, never rudely. "Of course, the emperor needs to test and train more when choosing and employing people. If Wang Jianhuo can understand, everything goes well. If he cannot understand, why should Your Majesty stick to one person? It is better to change the general early to avoid delaying the opportunity to fight."

Han Ruzi pondered for a moment, "Okay, then Lord Zhao will draw an imperial edict on my behalf." He looked at Zhao Ruosu again, "I didn't expect that there were also hidden dragons and creeping tigers around me."

Zhao Ruosu immediately took two steps back and wanted to kneel down again, but was stopped by the emperor. He said: "I took the initiative to make a statement, but fortunately his Majesty's approval, how can he be worthy of the 'Dragon Tiger'?"

Han Ruzi smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is too humble, so why not 'take the liberty' and tell me when the Huns will rescue the siege north?"

"Your Majesty should not ask the ministers about this, others know it more clearly."

"Who?"

Zhao Ruosu bowed and refused to answer.

"She is a Hun." Han Ruzi immediately understood.

Zhao Ruosu bowed again and still refused to answer, but the meaning was obvious. It was precisely because the new imperial concubine was a Hun who was the most qualified to answer the emperor's questions.

Han Ruzi sighed softly, "Does the emperor not even have this freedom?"

Zhao Ruosu said: "There are indeed people in the world who are idle and wild cranes. They are free and useless, but they are not beneficial to others. The emperor is admired by all people and has to care about the people. If he is bound by all his body, he will naturally not be idle. The emperor is the most important, but he is the most important, so he can get freedom."

"A light emperor is either a puppet or a foolish monarch." Han Ruzi was a little happy. Although he was still trapped, this trip was not all bad. Zhao Ruosu, Deng Cui, many civil servants and generals...the talents were in front of the emperor, far exceeding his expectations.

Nearly four updates, Han Ruzi finally returned to the bridal chamber.

The bride had been sitting alone by the bed for several hours, lifted the veil herself off, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head and looked over.

"It's you?" Han Ruzi was shocked. He clearly remembered that it was a difficult-to-remember Hun name.

Jin Chuiduo stood up with an angry face, and was about to speak, but by chance, the candles on the table burned out and the room fell into darkness. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!