Li Mansion, study room.
"Xuan'er, what do you want from your mother? Why are you still so mysterious?"
After dinner, Li Zexuan quickly invited his mother to the study while everyone else was going back to their rooms to rest.
Li Zexuan poured a cup of tea with a smile, handed it to Mrs. Li, and said with a smile: "Mom, drink tea!"
Mrs. Li glanced at her son suspiciously, then took the tea cup, took a sip, and asked: "Xuan'er, what do you want to see your mother for? Tell me now!"
Li Zexuan laughed dryly and said: "Hey, mother, look at what you said, can't the child come to chat with you if he is fine?"
Mrs. Li rolled her eyes and said in disbelief: "Go, my mother doesn't know you yet? You've been back for so long, when have you ever chatted with me? If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
Li Zexuan was embarrassed. This is Mo Ruomu, his best friend. He said awkwardly: "Um, mother, um, what do you think of Yu Xi?"
Mrs. Li replied inexplicably: "It's okay! What's wrong?"
Li Zexuan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Well, mother, I want to... think..."
Mrs. Li saw her son's shy face and hesitant expression. After thinking about it for a moment, she immediately understood. She couldn't help but feel a little funny. She had told her husband about this a few days ago. In the past two days, she had been looking for a matchmaker to arrange this deal. It's over, I didn't expect that my son couldn't wait any longer.
Mrs. Li deliberately joked: "Xuan'er wants to get married?"
Although Li Zexuan was a little embarrassed, if he didn't step forward to arrange this kind of thing, why should he wait for Han Yuxi to bring it up? Li Zexuan cannot do such irresponsible things.
"Uh, Mom, I want to marry Yu Xi as my wife. I wonder what you think, Mom?"
Mrs. Li was greatly relieved that her stupid son had finally come to his senses.
"Haha, you! My mother has already arranged this for you. In a few days, a matchmaker will go to Han Tianhu's house to propose marriage!"
Mrs. Li smiled.
Li Zexuan opened his mouth in surprise: "Ah? Mother, how did you know?"
Mrs. Li said angrily: "You were born during my ten-month pregnancy. How could my mother know about your little thoughts? Haha, just stay at home and wait for your bride to come in."
Li Zexuan was very happy that my mother was so considerate. He smiled and said, "Thank you, mother!"
Thinking that her son was about to start a family and start a career, Mrs. Li was really happy. She stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, I see you are proud of it. Go back and rest quickly. We have to go to court tomorrow."
After Mrs. Li said that, she went out with a smile.
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The second day.
After the bells and drums struck four times, the lights in Li Mansion were lit one after another. The servants were busy lighting fires and boiling water, preparing to wash the master and make breakfast. The groom cleaned the horse. Li Jingmo and Mrs. Li were so busy that they did not dare to be careless. Today was the first time that their son had officially gone to the Hajj. The last time Li Zexuan was summoned by Li Erwen, he did not go to the Hajj officially.
Li Zexuan was still in sleep when he was pulled up. Mrs. Li gave Xiao He a death order, and the little girl wiped his face and brushed his teeth regardless of Li Zexuan's vague complaints. The bitterness of the willow branches did not drive away Li Zexuan's sleepiness. He put on his official uniform and golden crown. He was underage so he could not wear an official hat. He put on thin-soled deerskin boots and his sword was tied tightly to his belt.
When I came to the front hall, I swallowed a large bowl of gruel in a few mouthfuls. I feel like my soul has returned to my body, and I feel refreshed. With the whole family watching, Li Zexuan got on his horse and went out.
Since it was not yet time to open the gate, the entire market was quiet. A cold crescent moon hung in the sky. It was four o'clock in the morning, and the clatter of horse hooves was particularly clear. Li Zexuan couldn't help but criticize the inhumane early court again. After a long time, the square official opened the gate. Li Zexuan mounted his horse and turned out of Yongle Square to Zhuque Street. There were only soldiers patrolling the street and no other officials passed by. After checking their identities, the sergeants from the Military and Horse Division saluted in unison, leaving two men carrying huge lanterns to clear the way in front.
The Tai Chi Palace is in the north of the city and built against the mountains. Yun Ye needs to pass through more than half of Chang'an City to reach it. It is the royal privilege to live facing south and facing north. Of course, it is okay for ordinary people to live in the north house. Li Er will not even have to worry about this.
When we arrived at the imperial city, we saw the brightly lit entrance and crowds of people from a distance, bowing their hands to each other, chatting and laughing, and making pleasantries. But it was not clear whether they were smiling sincerely or hiding their secrets in their smiles.
Li Zexuan met the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs and stood in two teams, with clear distinctions. He was also in trouble for a moment, not knowing whether he was a civil servant or a military commander.
Cheng Yaojin came over to solve the problem. He patted Li Zexuan's shoulder vigorously and shouted harshly: "You kid, why don't you go over with me? What are you doing here? Do you still want to join those sour scholars?" Can’t do it?”
Cheng Yaojin ignored the angry looks of civil servants such as Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji, and Shiranly pulled Li Zexuan into the ranks of military generals.
The last time Li Zexuan had a heated debate in the court, he fought with Yuan Wendao and Wei Zheng, and was finally awarded the title of Baron Lantian. All the generals also knew him. Besides, there was such a big commotion in Chang'an City yesterday. Everyone also had an intuitive understanding of Li Zexuan's connections in the military. They knew that this young man should not be offended, so they all nodded kindly to Li Zexuan.
In his previous life, Li Zexuan was just an ordinary person. He had been an official and was not good at communication. However, adhering to the principle that it would not be strange to be polite to many people, he bowed respectfully to all the bosses one by one. After a circle, the muscles on his face were stiff from smiling, and his neck was sore from nodding.
After that, he returned to Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong and others. Li Zexuan came to Qin Qiong's side and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Qin, I resisted the order yesterday and refused to obey the call. Will Your Majesty accuse my nephew today?"
When he heard about Han Yuxi's accident yesterday, he was so upset that he had no time to pay attention to Li Er's summons. Later, when he returned home, he became frightened. In his previous life, he had watched many costume dramas, in which it was said that resisting an imperial edict was a serious crime that would lead to the execution of nine tribesmen, so he was very uneasy now.
Qin Qiong stroked his beard and smiled and said, "It should be fine. Yesterday, His Majesty was indeed very angry when he first heard about your resistance. However, His Majesty the Crown Prince and I later mediated the situation, and His Majesty finally calmed down. Today, we should not hold you accountable too much."
In fact, resisting an edict depends on the situation. There is no such thing as resisting an edict in the laws of the past dynasties. This is a general term for this type of crime in various novels and storytelling. The Zhu Jiu Clan will not use it lightly, even a very cruel monarch will use it with caution.
If the nine clans were beheaded for resisting the imperial edict, there would be no such thing as the "Xiaoyao Shixian" who "can't get on the boat when called by the emperor, but claims that I am an immortal in wine".
After listening to Qin Qiong's words, Li Zexuan breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly praised that brother Li Chengqian and elder Qin Qiong were so reliable. He bowed deeply to Qin Qiong and thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Qin!"
Qin Qiong waved his hand and didn't care.
At this time, a chamberlain stepped forward and shouted: "Go to court!"
The ministers immediately calmed down, lowered their heads and frowned, hugged the Chao Hut, and slowly entered the Tai Chi Hall.
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Many undergraduate students came over today. The knight has to accompany them to go out and have dinner together. This is the update for today. I'm sorry. This update was compiled by Xia Ke while he was on the subway, which was really difficult.
Thank you Tiangan Zhiyu for the reward, and thank you +#*Farmer#= for the two monthly tickets.
(End of chapter)