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Chapter 20 Mianmian, you have to support your grandfather

Mr. Pei complained one after another, peeking at the emperor from time to time, full of grievances. The emperor sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Can you please pass on the betrothal gift list you prepared?"

Mr. Pei trembled for a moment and then honestly handed over the betrothal gift list. The emperor glanced at it briefly and felt that it was a little thin.

"Just because the betrothal gift is too small, the clerk drags you out of the house?"

Mr. Pei did not dare to lie in front of the emperor, so he told the matter about the cancellation of the sedan chair honestly, and at the same time declared, "I also have good intentions. There is only a wall between the two palaces, so why bother to spare the big circle and trouble?"

Not to mention spending a lot more money."

"It is also a good thing for General Wen that Mr. Wen can directly carry the person in, and he can also be present to watch the ceremony."

"After all, the national treasury is not rich now."

The emperor laughed angrily. No wonder he was beaten by the clerk. From his point of view, he should be beaten first.

“How much more does it cost to go around a circle?”

Lord Pei hurriedly said: "According to King Annan's request, it will cost at least two thousand taels more to go around like this."

The emperor asked again: "General Wen has spent his whole life in the army and made great achievements in war. He has been guarding the border all the year round in exchange for the stability he has now. Now you are telling him that his daughter is not only unworthy of a sedan chair when she gets married, but I can't even bear to pay him these two thousand taels."

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"You still think that my son deserves such a shabby wedding."

There was anger in the emperor's words. When he thought that Shu Mian might come to him again and cry unrelentingly, he wanted to beat Pei Xuan severely.

No matter how bad the Sixth Prince is, he is still his son, and it is not the turn of these people to praise him and push him down.

Master Pei suddenly became cold all over, and tapped his forehead to the ground, "Your Majesty, Wei Chen deserves to die, Wei Chen will go back and prepare the betrothal gift again, and strive to make the preparations for King Annan's wedding a glorious one."

The emperor looked at him coldly and said, "No need."

If Pei Xuan is not severely punished, there is a high probability that Shu Mian will come to him in person. The border is unstable now, and this is the time to use Shu Mian. He also hopes that this wedding can be grand and grand, so as to reassure the soldiers.

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I didn't expect to be screwed by this bastard.

"Xuan Gu Qi Li will come to see me immediately."

The waiter waiting outside the door responded respectfully and ran out to find someone.

Mr. Pei's face was ashen. Gu Qili was the minister of the Ministry of Rites. He had been suppressing him steadily over the years. He didn't expect that he would make such a big mistake and give him a chance.

"Pei Xuan, I think you are also an old official in the court, so I can leave you some face. Please resign yourself."

Master Pei looked defeated, kowtowed to the emperor respectfully, thanked the emperor for his promotion over the years, and silently turned around and retired.

In the afternoon, in General Wen Sheng's mansion, the clerk's happy laughter could be heard far away. After the meal, he was even more satisfied with Hua Jingyun.

Hua Jingyun wanted to ask him to train the guards on his behalf. There were only a hundred guards, so he paid fifty thousand taels. Looking at the large pile of banknotes, let alone the clerk, Wen Lingxiao's eyes turned red.

He hooked Hua Jingyun's shoulder and said, "Brother-in-law, don't worry. I guarantee that I will train you to be able to defeat ten masters with one hundred people. Let me tell you, I will teach them two battle formations. As long as they can practice it, it will be fine."

Even if there are a hundred people, that’s a very strong fighting force.”

It is no secret that the battle formations of the Wen Family Army are powerful. Wen Wen Mian once led 500 Wen Family Army troops to pursue the enemy invaders and fought 13 consecutive battles in one month, achieving a record of complete victory in 13 games.

The most shocking thing was that a force of 500 men wiped out 6,000 enemy troops. When the news came, the whole court was in an uproar, and even the veteran generals in the court said:

Most of those who serve as military generals eat the food that God rewards. However, the food that God rewards has good and bad qualities. General Wen is the one who is chased by God for the food. There are few people who can compare with him in the military.

superior talent.

The tactics of battle formations also became very popular in the army.

Hua Jingyun did not hide his purpose, "I also want those people to learn one or two battle formations so that they can have a guarantee when they go out in the future."

"To be honest with my uncle, I encountered several ambushes when I returned to Beijing and lost a lot of men. If the people below know how to fight, I will lose less."

Wen Lingxiao slapped Hua Jingyun on the shoulder, "Don't worry, brother-in-law, I will train you properly."

The father and son had no intention of getting involved in the fight between the princes, but they were still very concerned about Hua Jingyun's safety. After all, they were their own family now.

Just as he was talking, Wang Qing, the chief steward, came, followed by Gu Qili, the minister of the Ministry of Rites. After seeing the ceremony, Gu Qili gave him a new betrothal gift list, "Your Majesty, this is the newly drawn up betrothal gift list by the Ministry of Rites. Please take a look."

Hua Jingyun took it and saw that the betrothal gift had been increased from sixty-eight to eighty-one cents, and most of the unnecessary items had been replaced. He seemed quite satisfied with this one.

"Lord Xin Gu."

Gu Qili quickly handed over his hand and took out a new list of procedures for the wedding day. Not only the eight-carriage sedan, accompanying musicians, etc. were all provided, but the detour route was also re-planned.

"Your Majesty, the General has been fighting for Dongshu for many years and has worked hard. Miss Wen deserves congratulations from the whole city on her wedding. On the day of the wedding, in addition to holding banquets at the Nanwang Mansion and the General Mansion, the Emperor also rewarded her with five carts of meat and ten carts of fine wine.

, let the officers and soldiers in the army also share the joy of the general and the prince."

The clerk reluctantly held up his hand and said, "Your Majesty's kindness is disrespectful. I will enter the palace later to personally thank you."

"Master Gu, my little girl strives for glory when she gets married, so Master Gu will do your best to undertake it."

Mr. Gu bowed his hands and said, "This is a matter within the scope of the official duties. Please rest assured, Prince and General."

As for Pei Xuan, no one mentioned it because there was no need.

Three days later, on the ninth day of June, an auspicious day reselected by the Qin Tian Jian, the people of Kyoto once again watched the officials of the Ministry of Rites leave the house with the betrothal gifts in the sound of joy. This time, the appointment was very smooth and smooth.

The clerk was so happy that he hosted a banquet for the officials of the Ministry of Rites and those who carried the betrothal gifts.

A group of officials from the Ministry of Etiquette were sitting in the banquet, drinking spicy wine, sighing in their hearts. They were forcibly kicked out three days ago, and now they have become guests of the general's mansion. They watched Gu Qili and General Wen push glasses.

Changing the lamp, Yan Yan laughed and was filled with emotions.

Pei Xuan asked to retire at the court, and the emperor agreed without any hesitation. Gu Qili, the newly minted Minister of Rites, made them famous on the first day he took office...

At this moment, in the backyard of the General's Mansion, Mr. Wen, who had already had dinner, was practicing calligraphy with Wen Mianmian in Hanyuan. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Mianmian, your grandmother will be back the day after tomorrow. You have to give it to your grandfather."

support."

Wen Mianmian admired her greatly improved handwriting and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I've even thought of the reasons. There's no problem with keeping it."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Grandpa believes in you."
Chapter completed!
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