In the fifth year of the first peace, in November.

The cold winter came suddenly, the cold wind was bleak, a light snow fell suddenly, although the snowflakes were small, they stretched endlessly, and in less than three days, Chang'an City was covered with a layer of silver.

The dragon head was originally on the Weiyang Palace.

A heroic young man, wearing a simple leather jacket, stood in the courtyard of the palace, his eyes flashing, staring at the withered flowers and trees.

"Your Majesty, it's windy here, take care of the dragon's body!"

A young girl walked up from behind, holding an oil-paper umbrella to block the wind and snow.

"Azusa Tong!"

Liu Xie looked at the girl, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, took off two snowflakes for her hair, and said in a deep voice: "This time, I'm afraid I will wronged you Fu family!" ”

He made a test for Dong Zhuo.

It turned out to be terrifying to him.

Xiliang Wenwu has already taken charge of the imperial court, and he is no longer powerless to save the situation, and now once he has excessive behavior, the first thing Dong Zhuo will do when he returns is probably to abolish his position as the Son of Heaven.

Under such circumstances, Liu Xie knew that he could only keep the throne and maintain his current position by compromise.

"The Fu family is willing to sacrifice for His Majesty!"

The girl's beautiful eyes were bright, shining with a resolute and determined light.

"It's all incompetent!" Liu Xie said in a low voice: "There is a big thief in the court, and he must not be punished, and it is this humiliation to make the loyal ministers suffer!" ”

"Your Majesty, in the past, Gaozu was willing to lie dormant in a barren land in order to achieve great things, and the Marquis of Huaiyin could endure the humiliation of his crotch, so that he could have the end of the overlord of Western Chu, and now His Majesty is still young, and there is still time, we can bear to give three points, and the concubines believe that the fortune of heaven is still in my Han!"

"Hopefully!"

Liu Xie smiled indifferently.

This matter hit him very hard, in the subtle calculation, but not the strength, Dong Zhuo just came back from Yuyan to send the news of the return of the class teacher, Chang'an was boiling, and many ministers who were willing to show favor to him were in Mingzhe to protect themselves.

He suddenly understood that if he couldn't hold the power of the army, no matter how much he calculated, it would not help.

"Leng Zi!"

Liu Xie spoke in a deep voice.

"In!"

A mid-standing attendant walked up and bowed his head.

"Order, tomorrow I will take the throne, and I will personally respond to the Taishi!" Liu Xie gritted his teeth and said: "Taishi is a rebellious minister who struggles for the imperial court, and his hard work is high, I have to show it!" ”

"No!"

Leng Zi took the order and left.

"It's not a good day!"

Liu Xie raised his head, his eyes were hunting, looking at the light snow in the sky, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a slight smile, he was looking for something to make him happy in his suffering: "I heard that the guy is going to marry a new lady today, and I don't know if he likes the big gift I gave him!" ”

"Your Majesty is talking about ......"

The girl Fushou was a little puzzled.

"An interesting guy!" Liu Xie still remembers that when he and Mu Jing and his brother Liu Wei were skipping school in Taixue, it was the first time in his life that he felt that the rules could be broken.

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November 11th.

Minghou's wedding.

The inside and outside of Jiangzhou City were boiling.

The Minghou Mansion has been filled with a festive atmosphere, and the officials will rest for a day today, after all, it is the day of the lord's great joy, and the whole world should celebrate.

Generally speaking, there will be no such celebration when taking concubines.

But Mujing is not a concubine.

The ancients paid attention to three wives and four concubines, the so-called three wives, regular wives, flat wives, and partial wives, all of which were wives.

Cai Yan is the first to enter the house, and she is a wife.

Zhang Ning can be regarded as a flat wife.

Since she is a wife, she pays attention to etiquette.

Ancient weddings, three books and six ceremonies, all indispensable.

The three books are the letter of appointment, the letter of ceremony, and the letter of welcome.

The six rites refer to Nacai, asking for names, Najib, Nazheng, inviting and greeting.

Before that, all the rituals that should be done have been done, and Cai Yan arranged it single-handedly, and Mu Sibao personally implemented it, even if it was anyone, he couldn't find any mistakes.

Today is the day of welcome.

Mu Jing rode out in the morning, swaggering, along the main street, parade through half of the city, under the watchful eye of everyone, arrived at the Divine Guard Commander's Mansion, and then handed over the welcome letter.

It came out after a long time.

Zhang Ning is very different today, there is no red hijab or anything these days, she is holding a fan to cover her pretty face.

"Mu Jing, today you are a lang, I am an elder, I will teach you a few words, Ning'er has been miserable since childhood, although there is no grace of a famous lady, but she is also a frank woman, his parents are not there, I have been sent by my uncle to marry, I hope you will treat it well in the future, if one day, you are not willing to lose my daughter, even if you fight for this life, you must get back a justice!"

Zhang Huo's eyes were full of tears, and his thoughts of sending Zhang Ning to marry were a little sad in vain, and he was more worried about her future life.

"Uncle, rest assured, Jing is not a kind person, I would rather enter my pastoral door today, and in the future, I will share the weal and butter with my wife and be rich and rich, and I will depend on each other in life and death, and I will not regret it until I die!" Mu Jing bowed, then bowed, and made a guarantee to Zhang Huo.

Welcome the relatives to the sedan chair and return to the Minghou Mansion.

At this time, the banquet of the Ming Hou Mansion has been opened, and the people who give gifts in Yizhou are endless, and they have been sent out two streets away, even if the people of Yonghong Meng in the south have also sent people to offer etiquette to congratulate them, Jingzhou, Chang'an, Jiangdong, and Xuzhou have people who have signed up and offered etiquette.

Everyone in the world knows that it is the Ming Marquis Mansion and the Ming Marquis Mujing who are in charge of Yizhou, and the Ming Marquis Mujing is the prince who cannot be underestimated today, whether it is an enemy or an ally, and he will not dismantle the stage at this time.

But there are people who are willing to tear it down.

After nightfall, the lights inside and outside the Minghou Mansion are bright, the voices are still boiling, the guests are still there, some people are drinking, some people are talking, today's occasion is the largest communication place in Yizhou, all parties rarely get together, of course, to talk about the world, climb friendship.

Mu Jing can't enter the cave house now, Xi Zhicai is very cruel, and he is entangled with a group of soldiers, and if he wants to take this opportunity to find Mu Jing for revenge, he is bound to drink Mu Jing down.

In ancient times, the alcohol was not high, but it was not good to drink too much.

On weekdays, Mu Jing can still suppress these people with his majesty, but today is a day of great joy, he can't be upset and coerced as the lord, plus he is young, he is squeezed by these soldiers, and he has to drink it if he doesn't drink.

My head is getting more and more confused.

"Report!"

A sudden shout made him sober up.

"Report to the lord, Jingwusi news, Mianzhu, Guangrou, Wuyang, Baishui, Peixian ......" The scout's voice was loud and spread to the inside and outside of the mansion: "Seven county towns raised troops to make a rebellion, raising tens of thousands of troops!" ”

"Rebellion?"

The people of the entire Minghou Mansion suddenly sobered up, and they looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a feeling of horror in their hearts.

Naturally, they were not afraid of a rebellion.

Now that the shepherd's army has been rectified, although the combat effectiveness may not be able to come out quickly, but pay attention to the ability to suppress the enemies of the Quartet, if anyone dares to make a mess and face it head-on, it will inevitably be the thunderous blow of the herdsman.

If it was usual, I wouldn't care too much.

But what day is today?

Ming Marquis Mujing's wedding.

When will you not rebel, and at this time you will come to rebel, isn't it a provocation.

"Boom!"

Mu Jing patted his head, and after sobering up for a while, he slowly stood up from the table, and the red robe he was wearing seemed to show a bloodthirsty atmosphere at this moment, and he raised the wine cup and ordered the world: "Today is the day of Benhou's wedding, when the whole world celebrates, there should be no swords, but now it seems that there are really people who are not afraid of death, in this case, you say, should Benhou be regarded as the whole of him?" ”

"Please give the order of the lord, and we will immediately send troops to quell the rebellion!"

"On such a happy day, these people are vicious in their intentions, they should not let go of one of them, and there is no mercy for killing!"

A group of generals under the command of Beiwutang, especially Jingping's lineage, these people have a grief and indignation from their hearts that the lord humiliates the ministers and dies.

Today is a day of great joy for the Lord.

There are still people who send troops to rebel.

What does this mean, take the initiative to provoke, or do you think that the Minghou Mansion can't control the world of Yizhou, or do you think that these generals can't keep the prestige of the Minghou Mansion?

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