Shusun Tong thought about it and still felt uneasy, so he went to the Prime Minister's residence.
At that time, Fan Zeng was still sighing over the dozens of counties that had to be sent out as betrothal gifts before they were even warmed up. When he learned from the hesitant Shusun Tong that the emperor was going to marry not the Hu woman he thought, but the national scholar Fengxian in his heart...
Fan Zeng shuddered and the teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces!
The scalding tea splashed on his shoes and scalded the back of his feet, but he seemed not to notice and just asked blankly, "Are you serious?"
Shusun Tong saw Prime Minister Fan's reaction and thought that he had indeed not missed it. He said with a bitter face: "How dare I make fun of the emperor and empress!"
Fan Zeng was stunned on the spot.
But he has lived for more than seventy years and has seen countless storms.
After finally calming his pounding heart, he took a trembling breath and began to think to himself.
The one that His Majesty wants to marry is actually a male empress—the emperor? The emperor
For a moment, Fan Zeng didn't know how to call the former General Lu, or Empress Lu three days later.
Logically speaking, upon hearing such shocking things, he should have strongly opposed it.
However, the next moment, he suddenly realized that the dozens of former Xiongnu counties that he had just coveted were suddenly transferred from one hand to the other, and after the wedding, they would still belong to the Great Chu!
Apart from the joy of recovering what he had lost, Fengxian, as an unrivalled national hero, loyal to the Great Chu and who had made great contributions, was a thousand times better than the Nahu women's football team he had originally thought, no matter how you looked at it!
Fan Zeng was inexplicably thinking: Your Majesty is of unparalleled strength, bravery unrivaled by any man, and extraordinary bravery, which makes the enemy nations tremble with fear when they hear of you, and women and children shudder at the thought of you... If such a peerless hero marries an ordinary beautiful woman, wouldn't he become an ordinary person
Your Majesty, look at your eyes. In history, only Cangjie, Yu Shun and Chong'er have ruled the country. Now you rule the vast territory and have the dignity of an emperor.
It would be a spectacle to marry General Lu Fengxian, who possesses the power to dominate the mountains and rivers, the wisdom to plan strategies, the courage to lead millions of cavalry, and the awe-inspiring and lively general!
Moreover, in this way, Fengxian, who originally wanted to retire, could be completely retained.
As long as Fengxian is here, even if I die, I don't have to worry all the time that Your Majesty might return to his old ways.
When Shusun Tong was still looking at Prime Minister Fan with a sympathetic heart, he was surprised to see that Prime Minister Fan's face went from blank at first, to shock and panic, then to subtle confusion, and finally to a happy smile...
What's going on
Shusun Tong really couldn't understand where that look of joy came from, but Fan Zeng, who had figured everything out in a flash, had returned to his usual capable and steady self.
Seeing that Shusun Tong was still stunned, he frowned and said, "Your Majesty and General Feng have given the order, you just need to do it, no need to say more."
Shusun Tong said blankly: "... What about the betrothal gift list...?"
Fan Zeng emphasized his tone: "Do as you say."
The Xiongnu Chanyu had only one head, countless cattle and sheep, and dozens of counties in the former Xiongnu territory.
Even if you take one of them alone, they are all very valuable and far more valuable than those intangible things like gold, silver and jewelry.
If in the future there is really a brave and incomparable general who emulates Fengxian and accomplishes such a great feat, and intends to use this as a dowry... why can't the emperor marry her!
After walking out of the Prime Minister's Mansion in a trance, Shusun Tong looked back with complicated eyes, full of emotion.
—After all, he is the prime minister, and he has the courage to remain unmoved even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.
What Shusun Tong didn't know was that as soon as he left, Fan Zeng got on the carriage, left the Prime Minister's Mansion and went straight to the palace.
At this moment in Fengxian Palace, Lu Bu was drunk and confused, talking nonsense like "silly woman" and "evil woman".
And whenever the 'evil woman' approached him, he would seem to sense something, open his dreamy tiger eyes, stretch out his arms naturally to hug her, and lean forward to kiss her stickyly.
How could Xiang Yu have seen his beloved so drunk? He had no way to resist, so he could only go with the flow, support her and take care of her, and kiss her again and again...
Just as the distance of about a hundred steps from the outer hall to the bedroom was being walked, and the emperor, who was deeply immersed in this unprecedented passion, was hoping that it would never end, during the repeated kisses and lingering kisses, the emperor hoped that the kiss would never end. At this time, the emperor's father-in-law arrived to spoil the mood.
Upon hearing that his father-in-law was waiting outside the palace, Xiang Yu frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then let this rare and intimate drunk tiger hang on his neck and passed the person in directly.
Although he had some vague guesses in his mind, when he really stepped into the palace, he saw at a glance that the emperor, who usually sat upright, was not only sitting casually, but also looking affectionately at the drunk and red Empress Lu... When Fan Zeng saw Empress Lu hugging him, his pupils shrank slightly in shock, and he managed to keep a straight expression.
Xiang Yu's whole mind was on the queen hanging on his body, and he said absentmindedly, "Father, please sit down."
Fan Zeng thanked him absentmindedly, but did not sit down. Instead, he stood in the hall and asked with a helpless smile, "Your Majesty wanted to welcome Fengxian as the queen, but forgot to tell us!"
After catching the word "Fengxian", Xiang Yu was able to regain some of his attention. After hearing this, he could not help but frown: "I announced it in person in the court in broad daylight."
Fan Zeng said in a serious tone: "Your Majesty only said 'the wedding will be held in three days', but did not specify 'the wedding with Lord Lu'!"
Hearing his father's firm words, Xiang Yu hesitated and said in disbelief, "But apart from Fengxian, who else in the world can be a good match for me?"
At that time, his mind was only on his beloved who was still bathing and changing clothes, and he wished that the wedding three days later would come in the blink of an eye.
It was an inadvertent negligence caused by his immersion in sweetness and dizziness, but it was also something that his ministers should have known subconsciously - if it wasn't for Fengxian, why would he marry someone else
Xiang Yu frowned, thinking that this could not be taken lightly.
He glanced reluctantly at Zui Hu, who was mumbling in his arms and saying "this marquis" all the time. The next moment, he picked him up swiftly and carried him sideways. In front of his father-in-law, he strode into the bedroom and gently placed him on the couch.
Little did he know that this action would frighten even the old man Fan Zeng.
He pressed his twitching eyelids calmly and managed to keep a smile on his face.
Seeing that the night was not yet deep, the King of Chu summoned his ministers who were still calming down, and solemnly announced with a serious face: "Three days later, I will marry Lü Hou - Fengxian as my queen."
Even if everyone is not summoned deliberately, when the Prime Minister's Office asks someone to draft the edict to confer the title of Queen tomorrow morning, it will be known to everyone.
But how could Xiang Yu, who was filled with joy at having his long-cherished wish fulfilled, be willing to wait until tomorrow
After the third thunder of the day struck, the Emperor of Chu, who was sure that the identity of the Queen had been revealed and whose mind had long been on his beloved who was sleeping alone in her bedroom, could not wait to drive away the group of confused outsiders and strode back in big strides.
At this moment, Lu Bu was drunk and lying restlessly on the couch.
He fumbled for a long time with his eyes closed, but failed to find the silly woman. He then opened his drunken eyes and looked around, while a series of muffled "hmm" sounds came out of his nose, as if he was angry or depressed.
By the time Xiang Yu hurried back after being delayed for a while, Lu Bu had already finished venting his anger and fell into a deep sleep.
Only Xiang Yu was left with a moment of regret, then he changed his clothes without thinking and went to bed, secretly happy and falling asleep in his arms around his beloved drunk tiger.
Lu Bu slept until noon.
Unlike the silly woman who had to attend the morning court, he was currently a son-in-law without any official position, but could live comfortably on the salary of his title and enjoy himself.
He sat up with a somersault, and felt a dull pain in his head, and he let out a cry on the spot.
This "Ah" attracted Xiang Yu, who had been handling official business in the side hall, and asked: "Fengxian?"
Lu Bu was drinking the hangover soup prepared by the palace servants on the table with a bitter face. After catching a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, he waved his free hand to indicate that it was all right.
However, Xiang Yu did not go back to the side hall immediately, but sat down beside him and stared at him silently.
Even though Lu Bu prided himself on being thick-skinned, he still felt slightly hot under the spell of the undisguised affection in that scorching gaze.
—This woman really envies me. Even when I want to drink a few sips of water, she will wait obediently by my side.
Thinking of this, Lu Bu felt a little proud and a little happy without realizing it.
After drinking the hangover-relieving soup, regardless of whether it really worked or not, I felt that the headache caused by the hangover was much better on the spot.
Lu Bu cleared his throat, pushed the table over, and took a small jar of unopened wine into his arms.
He tore open the seal carelessly, but kept glancing at the shameless woman out of the corner of his eyes, as if hesitating about something.
Not long after, he made up his mind and shouted, "Come here, bring me a gourd!"
Not to mention how strange this request was, as soon as Lu Bu gave the order, someone came with a dried gourd in just a moment.
It was already late autumn, so there was no way there were any fresh gourds left, but the dried ones were just right for Lu Bu.
He weighed it in his hand, then decisively aimed at a spot and chopped it down with his knife, splitting the gourd into two almost the same pieces.
The newly opened jar of wine was evenly divided and poured into the two halves of the gourd.
Lu Bu's eyes darted around, but he did not just push the petal away like he did in the past. Instead, he held one of the petals in both hands and put it into Xiang Yu's hand who subconsciously spread out his hands.
"OK!"
Lu Bu muttered something, then picked up his own petal.
Only at this moment did he finally raise his head, and immediately met the silly woman's pair of pupils that were as scorching as fire. His heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
When he married Yan in his previous life, he was confused about everything and was not very happy, so he did not follow the Qin custom and drink the wedding wine...
He didn't know if he would actually have a drink on his wedding day, but he didn't want to miss it anyway.
Under Xiang Yu's piercing gaze, Lu Bu straightened his back, and carefully held up the half petal of the gourd with him, tilted his head back and drank it, finishing half of it.
Only half of Xiang Yu's gourd was left.
After the two of them tacitly exchanged their respective gourd petals, they drank the wine.
It seems... What kind of blessing should I say
After racking his brains for a while, Lu Bu finally dug out a sentence from somewhere.
Compared to Xiang Yu who could easily compose Chu songs and sentimental poems, he was not good at this, so he said slowly: "May you live a long life—"
Before he could rack his brains to come up with the next sentence, Xiang Yu had already circled his right arm with the arm holding Banhu, suddenly shortening the distance between them.
Lu Bu was caught off guard by this move and his eyes widened. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and did not spill the important wine in his hand due to this sudden action.
He was about to scold this silly woman who almost ruined the wedding wine when he felt a burning sensation on his ear.
At this moment, the two of them were very close, their noses touching, the light in their eyes reflected each other, and even their burning breath seemed to mix together.
Lu Bu pursed his lips subconsciously, and then he heard the man in front of him say in a deep voice: "Let's get drunk on the mountains and rivers together."
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