That night, Lin Wanyue stayed up all night again.
Not because of the bed, not because of the weather, but because of Li Xian.
That night, Lin Wanyue thought about it all night, should she ask to marry Li Xian? Reason tells her to stop here, and she can turn back.
But as soon as the idea of marrying Li Xian came out, it was like grabbing a vine with enough nutrients, and it silently filled Lin Wanyue's heart.
Lin Wanyue wasn't afraid of death. Her life was meant to be retrieved. She climbed out of the dead countless times. She was used to seeing death, and she was already numb, but she was afraid that the day the truth came out, Li Xian would hate her.
They will think she is a monster, obviously a woman, but she has to pretend to be a man, a fake phoenix.
But she didn't want Li Xian to marry a strange man in a hurry, turning her life's happiness into an unpredictable unknown...
Lin Wanyue sat for a night, and finally gave herself a slap in the face.
Because she suddenly realized that what she called help, what she called companionship, what she called not wanting Li Xian to behave.
All excuses.
It's all pretense.
They were all lies she fabricated to appease her conscience while standing on the so-called moral high ground.
In fact, she just wanted to take this opportunity to occupy Li Xian, even if she couldn't have anything with Li Xian, as long as she could get along day and night, Lin Wanyue would be satisfied.
It turned out that, before she knew it, Lin Wanyue's thoughts towards Li Xian had changed from a humble look at Li Xian, to a yearning for Li Xian's warmth and redemption, to a deep admiration and longing, and it had evolved into a moth to a flame. , the occupation of jade and stone burning.
But if you want to be greedy for a while, even if you die nine times, you still have no regrets.
Lin Wanyue's blow was heavy, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and the handprints on her face were obvious.
But she was sitting on the bedside, smiling happily.
Now that Li Xian's wedding date was just around the corner, Lin Wanyue finally removed all the pretense.
Once he made up his mind, his heart became clear; Lin Wanyue was such a simple person.
For the rest of the time, Lin Wanyue thought about how to create opportunities for herself; she might not have enough time to ask Li Mu for help. After a while, her righteous brother Pingdong, General Xiang Jingyi, would bring his wife and prince to the capital, and he could ask for help from Li Mu. Look for opportunities in this regard, and there is the risk of openly asking for marriage at the palace banquet. I am entering Beijing on behalf of the entire northern border, and the palace banquet will definitely have its own place.
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After another three days, Shunxi presented a detailed dossier that recorded Lin Feixing's life.
Lin Feixing's background is very simple, and it is almost the same as what Shunxi said to Li Zhao that day. Li Zhao was quite satisfied with this. The simpler Lin Feixing's background was, the better. He summoned him to the capital and sealed a concubine to accompany his beloved daughter. Without a foundation, it would be easier to control.
And Lin Feixing's record and political achievements in the north, as well as some evaluations, are very good, which Li Zhao is also very satisfied with.
Just seeing the three words Lin Baishui, Li Zhao frowned: "Is this Lin Baishui sure that it was born by Lin Yu's orphan and not Lin Feixing's fornication?"
"Go back to Your Majesty, absolutely correct. Lin Yu knew that his wife was pregnant when he was still alive. Several of Lin Yu's personal soldiers can testify that this Lin Feixing and Lin Yu's widow are innocent."
"Well. It's so good. It's kind and righteous to be able to treat the orphans of the same robe as if they were one of them."
"Have the guards dealt with it?"
"Yes."
"Um."
In December of the 30th year of Yuanding, Li Zhao issued an edict to rescind the marriage contract between the eldest princess Li Xian and the prince of Pingyang Houfu, Li Zhong. He ordered the Marquis of Pingyang to close the door and thank the guests, so that he could reflect on himself. Nianzai Li Zhong was sick in bed and did not impose a heavy punishment, but only deprived Li Zhong of his status as the Prince of Pingyang.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is Li Zhao's grace. This Li Zhong is already dead soon, and he will definitely not survive the Marquis of Pingyang.
The Marquis of Pingyang knelt down to thank the grace, and with tears in his eyes, he received the imperial decree and closed the Marquis of Pingyang mansion.
On the eve of this New Year, the entire capital was filled with New Year's festivities, with lanterns and lanterns everywhere, but Pingyang Hou's mansion was gloomy and gloomy.
The Marquis of Pingyang washed her face in tears all day long, and the King of Chu, Li Xuan, had his arm chopped off at this crucial moment, and she was furious and helpless.
The news that Li Mu was seriously ill was not a secret among the high-level and middle-level capital in Beijing. How many fat people of the hundreds of thousands of troops in the north were staring at him eagerly; as long as Li Mu died, all forces would definitely join the competition.
The King of Chu made a wishful thinking before. First, he wooed Lin Feixing. If Lin Feixing could marry his sister, he would support Lin Feixing. It doesn't matter whether Lin Feixing is loyal or not, it doesn't matter if Lin Feixing is loyal or not. Marrying his own sister is the King of Chu in the eyes of outsiders. One party, with hundreds of thousands of troops from the northern border, is more confident to take control of the king of Chu.
Now that the throne is hanging in the air, the crown prince is young; the eldest princess who has been supporting Donggong all the time is going to marry Li Zhong again, and Donggong will not be able to see it.
These days, Li Xuan has been in a good mood, but he didn't expect that idiot Li Zhong, not only offended Lin Feixing first and made his plan to marry his sister fail; he himself had such an incident again, not to mention losing the position of consort, but also implicated In the Marquis of Pingyang Mansion, Li Xuan was still thinking of electing Marquis Pingyang to take over the military power in the Northern Territory, but this time it was not possible.
A small incident of Li Zhong, seemingly ordinary, made the situation in the entire capital even more complicated.
On December 28, the 30th year of Yuan Ding, Li Zhao was in charge of the imperial court.
Although Lin Wanyue was a general, he had no rank and no title when he came to the capital, but because he came from the north, he was abruptly placed in front of the hundred officials.
In the ranks of military attachés, Lin Wanyue was in front of several vassal kings with python robes and jade belts, and even Xiang Jingyi, the general of Pingdong, was actually behind Lin Wanyue...
Lin Wanyue was shocked when she stood in the queue of hundreds of officials: It turns out that Li Mu's status in Beijing is so high!
The people around were all wearing extremely powerful and luxurious court clothes, but Lin Wanyue, because she had no grades and no rank, only wore a long-sleeved long shirt of good quality, which was very conspicuous.
Following the singing of the eunuch in charge, Li Zhao sat on the dragon chair under the imperial gate.
Li Zhao saw Lin Feixing in the crowd at a glance. Compared with two years ago, Lin Wanyue has grown a little taller, but she still looks a little thin among the military attachés, and because she wears a long gown, she looks a bit like a military attache. There is no elegance.
"See Your Majesty." Li Zhao sat down, and all the officials knelt on the imperial road.
Li Zhao overhauled with a wave: "All the gentlemen, please forgive me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Baiguan just stood up when Li Zhao raised his sleeve and pointed, "Who are you?"
Lin Wanyue immediately became the focus of everyone.
Lin Wanyue's heart tightened and her heartbeat accelerated, but she did not show it on her face at all. Under everyone's attention, she calmly walked out of the queue and came to the center of the imperial road. She opened her arms, knelt on both knees, and stretched her arms straight to her ears. By the side, his forehead was pressed against the cold ground, and after three prostrations in such an orderly manner, he knelt on the ground and straightened his body, holding the bamboo wat in front of his chest with both hands and replied, "Lin Feixing, the general under the command of the Northwest Grand Marshal, Lin Feixing, On the order of the Grand Marshal, I will enter the capital to report to the Holy Spirit."
Li Zhao looked at Lin Feixing, and saw that his etiquette was much more complete than two years ago, and he was not shocked when he was among the officials at such a young age, and he was satisfied.
"Oh, it's you, the widow remembers you, but you were the Lin Feixing who escorted the eldest princess back to Beijing two years ago and was rewarded by thousands of widows?"
"Go back to Your Majesty, it is the last general."
"Well, yes, it's not easy to be able to win the eyes of the uncle of the country even at a young age."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, the commander loves you, you will be ashamed at the end."
"How is Uncle Guo recently?"
"Go back to your majesty, the commander has been in the army for half his life, and it is inevitable that he has some old illnesses; the commander will report to your majesty at the end of his life. He is already well, please do not worry about it, majesty."
"Yeah." Li Zhao nodded with satisfaction. Li Zhao knew about Li Mu's situation, but Lin Feixing's answer made him very satisfied. He was measured and understood the rules.
"Very good. Tonight, the widow will host a palace banquet to entertain all officials of the third rank and above. You can come too!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lin Wanyue returned to the team, and found that eyes swept to her side from time to time, she pretended to be unaware, holding the bamboo wat, her eyes down, and standing in the team in an orderly manner.
Yumen listened to the government for more than three hours, and in the middle, Li Zhao passed a bowl of white porridge per person.
As soon as the meeting was over, Lin Wanyue saw that some people were coming towards her, she immediately came to Xiang Jingyi, called out a big brother, and stood quietly behind Xiang Jingyi.
When these people saw General Pingdong, they stood in place for a moment, and finally had to give up their goal.
Lin Wanyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the situation in Beijing was complicated, and she was not good at power and communication.
Xiang Jingyi patted Lin Feixing on the shoulder with a smile on his face: He is liking this righteous brother more and more now, His Majesty has talked a lot with Lin Feixing, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that His Majesty seems to be a little different to Lin Feixing. Lin Feixing wanted to make friends with some powerful people through holy favor, and now is the best opportunity.
But he was hiding behind him, such a state of not admiring Ronghua is a good material for being a general, and his father-in-law really did not see the wrong person!
What Lin Wanyue didn't know was that her performance had long been seen by the eunuch in the inner court, and she would report to Li Zhao in no time...
Xiang Jingyi and Lin Wanyue left the palace together.
"Brother Xing, have you remembered the court etiquette I told you just now?"
"Brother, don't worry, I have written it down."
"Well, it's very good. Brother Xing, you are too shabby. You actually came to the court meeting wearing this outfit! I'll send you some good clothes in a while."
"Don't worry about it, big brother, Feixing has no grades and no grades. I'm afraid I'm going to overstep the clothes in your house."
"Hey, who said that? You are my righteous brother now. According to the law of our leaving the country, Jin Lan is counted as a clan, and I am a dignified person from General Pingdong's residence. How can I not enter the stream? mine."
"Then thank you big brother."
"Okay, come back!"
"Brother, please stay! Feixing has something to ask for."
The author has something to say:
I remember that someone seemed to have said that the big wedding would blow me up.
I still remember someone said that if Li Zhong died, he would blow me up.
I tell you, I wrote it all down in a small notebook, hum.
This chapter has been edited and rewritten for a long time, and I am very, very satisfied with Lin Wanyue's inner drama.
I have always tried to make everyone in this novel look like a real person, Li Xian is, so is Lin Wanyue, the emperor is, the prince is, and so are the various vassal kings; even though I may not have enough writing skills, I tried my best.
Lin Wanyue thought so, it really caught my heart, what is it? What guard? What help? It's all excuses, only occupation, only selfishness, because I love, even if jade and stone are burned, even if you hate me in the future, it will be in the future, I will tie you by my side, and accompany you day and night.