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Chapter 703 The Wind Rises from Nanhezhou (Part 2)

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Zhao Wujiang stared at the Xiaoyao King who was walking slowly approaching with his eyes, and breathed for two breaths, and said lightly:

"Is Lord Liu here to welcome King Xiaoyao?"

Liu Zhe shook his head and smiled:

"I'm just here to see what changes have happened in Xuanyuan Yuheng over the years..."

"Although my entry into the court is short, I heard that the prince has always been kind." Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep.

"Maybe it..." Liu Zhe smiled meaningfully.

King Xiaoyao was approaching with his horse, Liu Zhe bowed slightly and raised his hand to salute:

"Prince."

Zhao Wujiang also raised his hand to salute.

"Lord Liu has worked hard for the Great Xia for decades, and is really a loyal minister." King Xiaoyao sat on the back of the horse and reached out and gently raised Liu Zhe's arm to salute:

"I traveled around the world without asking about political affairs. I felt ashamed to see Lord Liu's white hair and could not stand this worship."

As for Zhao Wujiang, King Xiaoyao did not look at him.

"Thank you, Prince." Liu Zhe smiled and said again:

"Prince, the emperor is still waiting for you."

The eyes of Xiaoyao King flashed, and he said a little bit of blame: "I am lazy..."

Then he squeezed his legs into the horse's belly, and the horse's pace accelerated and ran towards the Honglu Temple.

The ministers who welcomed King Xiaoyao rushed behind him.

Zhao Wujiang bowed to Liu Zhe, and Liu Zhe did what he wanted to do for him, but Liu Zhe was different from him.

Liu Zhe was a veteran of the three dynasties of Daxia and is now in the third rank. Although he is equivalent to the official rank of the Six Ministers of the Secretariat, he is actually more than half a rank.

He directly said that the emperor was waiting for King Xiaoyao, but in fact he was urging King Xiaoyao.

In this matter, Liu Zhe was not afraid of offending King Xiaoyao. First of all, King Xiaoyao was a kind and kind image in the hearts of many ministers, but Liu Zhe was a high-ranking official position and seniority.

Moreover, he also protected Zhao Wujiang in disguise, and Zhao Wujiang can't speak many things now.

"I have seen too many people in my life." Liu Zhe put his hands together between his sleeves, and said with kind eyes meaningfully:

"Poor I am a man with an old bone. I am so hard to hold my hand so high. Xuanyuan Yuheng doesn't know how to dismount...

I traveled around the world and entered Beijing to congratulate me, but it was noon when I returned.

His horse is indeed lazy..."

Zhao Wujiang raised his sword eyebrows slightly and instantly realized what Liu Zhe said.

If King Xiaoyao was truly kind, he would not sit high on the horse's back and look down at the ministers.

Similarly, he knew that he was deeply loved by many ministers, but he rushed to the East City Gate at noon and asked all officials to come to greet him, missing the auspicious time of the wedding.

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At noon, all officials finally gathered in the Pingkang Hall of Honglu Temple.

The empress and the princess worshipped the ancestors of heaven and earth, and then told the people.

After a full hour, the ceremony was over and the ministers held a banquet.

Princess Baiyue came down to the harem by the imperial guards and the guard of honor. A palace in the harem had been divided and given to her.

She was waiting patiently with her veil covering her head and was about to serve the emperor tonight.

All officials were cheering and drinking in the banquet hall, and many officials flattered and toasted King Xiaoyao.

The King of Xiaoyao was harmonious and harmonious, and he would not refuse anyone to come and drink with his ministers, and he would be in the limelight for a while.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple greeted him one by one. He first greeted the emperor, then the King of Xiaoyao, and then his colleagues.

Dugu Yihe drank the wine lightly, his eyes were deep, and the toast of the Honglu Temple Minister arrived. The two of them drank a glass of each other. The Honglu Temple Minister opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by his eyes.

The old fox Liu Zhe smiled and drank it himself, and he greeted Xuanyuan Jing from time to time.

The majesty and cold frost on the empress's face have never retreated. She, the emperor's uncle, has not been summoned to Beijing, and Guanghua has overwhelmed her too much.

Zhao Wujiang comforted the empress softly, raised his glass to Dugu Yihe.

When Dugu Yihe saw the visitor, a smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Wujiang has made great contributions to the Dugu family, has a clear origin, a good personality, and is quite talented and has a promising future. He has regarded Zhao Wujiang as his confidant of the Dugu family.

"Mr. Dugu seems to have something to do." Zhao Wujiang drank all the wine in his glass.

"The Zhao family has some connection with the Dugu family. If you don't dislike it, just call me uncle." Dugu Yihe smiled and said:

"It's not just me who have concerns...

Emperor, Liu Zhe, don’t you all have it?"

"Then my nephew is disrespectful." Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists and carefully said, asking out his doubts:

"Uncle, my nephew accidentally heard someone mention that there was a huge change in the court five years ago..."

Dugu Yihe's eyes trembled, and he said meaningfully:

"You're shaken?"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head firmly:

"I don't believe it."

Dugu Yihe smiled faintly and pointed at Liu Zhe who was drinking by his side:

"You and Liu Zhe are both extremely intelligent people.

But you have lived a lot less years than him, so you have less understanding and understanding of the world."

He patted Zhao Wujiang on the shoulder:

"No matter whether the matter is true or false, we should stand on the side of the saint. This is not only for the loyalty of the ministers, but also for the righteousness of the people!"

Dugu Yihe's voice gradually became hoarse, and gradually revealed a murderous aura:

"What's more, do you think Xuanyuan Yuheng, who is standing behind the Imperial Hospital and the Ministry of Revenue, will be orthodox?"

Zhao Wujiang's pupils shrank violently. He raised his eyes in disbelief and saw Dugu Yihe's deep eyes as deep as the sea.
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