"No! Both Rouran and Xianbei have escorts for their princesses, especially Xianbei. Their escorts have five hundred people. To show their sincerity, they also sent a sufficient number of weapons to Jieta." Fu Lie's The voice became deeper and deeper, and the situation was much worse than he imagined.
Clenching his fists, Wen Qingzhu turned to Fu Lie and asked, "Can we equip Sister Shuo with a cavalry force of 3,000 men?"
"Three thousand cavalry?" Fu Lie was shocked, "The Huns won't agree."
Wen Qingzhu said helplessly: "But Xianbei and Rouran went too far. Although Sister Shuo has a lot of people equipped, most of them are not soldiers. A few guards can't do anything at all!"
"Then send three thousand cavalry as a dowry!" Lu Shu's voice came from behind, and the two of them turned to look.
Seeing Lu Shu, she directly took out the military order: "This person is from our Lu family. After all, Shuo'er was also a member of our Lu family. Now that she is married, I will treat her as my sister. A dowry of three thousand cavalry is nothing." Big things.”
Wen Qingzhu nodded slowly: "This is a fair statement."
Fu Lie next to him was a little troubled. What should he say? In fact, General Ruan has sent three thousand elite soldiers to accompany her as a dowry, ostensibly as craftsmen, but in fact they are elite soldiers of the Ruan family.
Jieta didn't know about this matter, and Fu Lie didn't intend to tell Wen Qingzhu and the others.
Now he felt like he was right not to tell them.
According to Qingqing's worries about Lei Shuo, he is afraid that the number of people will be increased to 8,000.
Before he even opened his mouth, he just pretended to be a cavalryman from the Lu family as a dowry.
"We haven't discussed this matter with Jieta yet, and it's still the Lu family army. Why don't we wait until there is news from the emperor?" Fu Lie calculated the time, and it was time for the Ruan family army to arrive.
Wen Qingzhu and Lu Shu refused: "No! It's the Emperor's fault!"
Fu Lie looked at them with a clear face, and really wanted to say that Jieta would never let Lei Shuo be bullied.
But looking at their looks, he felt that no matter how much he said, it would be in vain.
Soon, Zuotang came over to urge people, saying that the Xiongnu wedding team had arrived outside Yonghe Pass.
"Aren't they going into the city?" Wen Qingzhu was very surprised.
Zuotang's face suddenly looked strange: "The Huns brought an army of 60,000. They said this number was auspicious. It would not be good to lead the army into the city rashly. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, they stopped outside the Yonghe Pass."
"An army of 60,000! He really gave Sister Shuo face!" Wen Qingzhu laughed, but there was no warmth in his smile.
Lu Shu suddenly said: "Since the Xiongnu used an army to welcome them, we can also use an army to escort them. Instead of an army of 60,000, we use 160,000 to send them off. It is also an auspicious number."
The two women quickly agreed, not giving Fu Lie and Zuotang a chance to interrupt.
Ten miles away from Dingyuan City, the Lu family and the regent and his wife saw each other off.
It turns out that many people in Yunzhou also rushed back. After all, this is a major event between the two countries.
The princess honor guard slowly carried Lei Shuo out of the city, followed by eight hundred and eighty-eight people carrying the dowry. When the honor guard left Dingyuan City, they had not yet finished walking.
What surprised everyone even more was that the Lu Jiajun actually had three thousand elite soldiers to send them off.
Some smart people among the people immediately understood that Qi's confidence had always been very strong. This was not a marriage, but really a marriage.
After leaving Dingyuan City, Lei Shuo couldn't help but look back, but his mother and brother still hadn't come.
She held back her tears, pinched her palms, and told herself not to cry.
Today she represents Qi State, and she must not show a trace of timidity.
Seeing that the honor guard was about to arrive at Yonghe Pass, Wen Qingzhu sat in the accompanying carriage, opened the curtain and looked back, sighing heavily.
When Sister Shuo married Lu Chuan, Lei Yan was the only one in the Lei family. Today, when she married in a foreign country, only her grandfather was there.
She knew that Sister Shuo had always wanted her aunt to give it to her.
Fu Lie, who was riding in front, retreated to her car window and whispered: "I asked the team to slow down, and we should be able to catch up."
"I hope I can catch up." Wen Qingzhu nodded.
The 160,000 troops in the front military camp have already set up a square formation and escorted the honor guard out of the customs.
Soon they saw the Huns army.
Unlike before, this time the Huns army came not to fight, but to pick up people.
The two sides quickly met, and Lei Xiao and Fu Lie rode forward.
Originally, Zita did not need to dismount, but to show respect, Zita still dismounted.
If both Ta and Ta are dismounted, Lei Xiao and Fu Lie will naturally give him face.
The leaders of both sides dismounted, and naturally the subordinates and followers behind them also dismounted.
Jieta took Heraidanton and others to salute Lei Xiao: "I've seen my grandfather, I'm here to pick up Shuo'er."
"Okay, take good care of Shuo'er, she will be left to you from now on." Lei Xiao took out a jade pendant as a wedding gift and handed it to Jieta.
Zita stretched out his hand to take it, and immediately felt a warmth on it.
He immediately understood in his heart that this was the jade that Lei Xiao had carried for many years.
"Thank you, grandpa. I will treat Shuo'er wholeheartedly." Jieta accepted the jade pendant and made a solemn promise.
Lei Xiao nodded: "Okay, let the regent see you off on the way down."
After saying that, Lei Xiao turned around without hesitation and rode aside.
Under the command of He Lai, the Huns army immediately divided into two sides and made way for a wide road.
Zita took the lead, and the honor guard followed slowly.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a single horn sound suddenly sounded from behind.
Jieta immediately turned around and saw Yonghe closing the gate. Lei Yan was supporting a woman standing on the wall, looking at them from a distance.
Logically speaking, when his biological sister gets married, there is no reason for Lei Yan not to show up.
He came so late, so the lady beside him must be Lei Shuo's mother.
Fu Lie happened to come to Jieta, and before he could speak, he saw Jieta giving an order for the army to stop.
At the same time, Lei Shuo in the sedan chair immediately turned around and saw the figure of Yonghe on top of the wall through the red gauze.
The tears burst instantly. Lei Shuo couldn't control it anymore and shouted: "Mom! I'm leaving!"
She tried her best in her life and shouted as loud as she could.
Mrs. Lei San on the wall immediately covered her mouth, leaned into Lei Yan's arms and cried: "Shuo'er, my Shuo'er."
There were still people sent by Xianbei and Rouran in Tianying City. I couldn't wait too long. When I saw the people in the sedan chair turning around, I ordered the army to start moving forward.
Three days later, they arrived at Aquila City.
When Xianbei and Rouran came, they saw that after the Xiongnu army had retreated, there was still an army behind them.
And it was the Lu Jiajun they were very familiar with.
The envoys of the two countries suddenly felt their legs weak. The Qi army actually came to Tianying City
Is this a wedding
Wen Qingzhu was helped out of the car by Lu Tao, and soon saw someone familiar to Yi Ge behind the Xianbei envoy.
When he saw Wen Qingzhu was there, he turned around and left without hesitation.
The Qi army naturally stayed, and Ji Ta was not embarrassed and allocated a camp to them.
The honor guard slowly entered the city. Among the people watching the ceremony on both sides, one person felt that Wen Qingzhu looked very familiar, especially those eyes.
He muttered in a low voice: "Why do you look so much like Mr. Xiaoshui?"
Someone next to him poked his arm: "Hey! Look! Those are the regent and his wife of Qi! I heard that in Qi, the regent is the most powerful! Not only does the regent listen to her, but the little emperor also listens to her Listen to her too! Tsk tsk, she is simply a queen!"
"Queen!" This person suddenly stared at Wen Qingzhu's back, and a possibility emerged in his mind.
Master Xiaoshui is the regent princess!
Arriving at the palace, Wen Qingzhu quickly saw the beauties sent by Xianbei and Rouran.
She looked at Rouran's envoy with a smile and asked in Rouran dialect: "Today is a great day for the marriage between Qi and the Huns? You, Rouran, are here to congratulate the King of the Huns on their wedding?"
"Yes! And in order to show our Rouran attitude, we also gave a princess to the King of the Huns! I heard that the Huns can have multiple queens. Our Rouran is also a princess, and she is the most beloved daughter of King Rouran. She has to be the one no matter what. A queen!" The soft envoy spoke loudly, completely unaware of the cooling atmosphere.
Wen Qingzhu's smile did not diminish, and he turned to look at the Xianbei envoy: "What? You Xianbei also sent the queen to the King of the Huns?"
"Don't dare. We, the Queen of Xianbei, heard that the King of the Huns was getting married and that the Qi State was marrying a princess. In order to show her sincerity, the Queen specially sent a princess over. We Xianbei don't dare to covet the position of the Queen. As long as one Just be a concubine." The Xianbei envoy explained, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Glancing around, he saw that everyone around him was looking at him and the Rouran envoy. He almost wanted to kill the Rouran envoy!
What a waste!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the marriage between the Xiongnu and Qi has nothing to do with them, Rouran Xianbei. It was them who shamelessly attached themselves to it.
"Oh, then you, Queen Xianbei, really have good intentions." Wen Qingzhu's eyes gradually became cold. It seems that Queen Xianbei is not a good person, and she has other ideas in her heart.
Zita has already helped Lei Shuo to the throne.
The Xiongnu is different from Qi. Their queen, the Yan family, can be equal to the Xiongnu king.
Wen Qingzhu turned to look at Zhita and asked with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, you see how much Rouran and Xianbei think about you. They are afraid that one queen cannot take care of you, so they sent two more princesses, plus countless beauties. Do you want to take it all together?"
Although it was a question, the threat in the tone was self-evident.
Wen Qingzhu could tolerate a woman other than Lei Shuo, but he could never tolerate openly appointing another woman to stay in the palace during their wedding.
Lei Shuo was a little nervous. She wanted to say something, but Qingzhu said it just for her sake.
On one side is the relationship between Qi and the Xiongnu, and on the other is the relationship between the Xiongnu and Rouran Xianbei.
Whichever side is refuted will lose face.
After a moment of silence, He Lai stood up and said to Rouran and Xianbei's envoys: "Today is a good day for our king and the princess of Qi to get married. Even if he wants to marry another woman in the future, it won't be now."
These words were euphemistic enough, and the Xianbei envoy naturally stepped down the steps and hurried down: "What General He Lai said is that we are here today just to congratulate the king on his wedding."
But the Rouran envoy was not so smart, and said dissatisfiedly: "Marrying one woman is marriage, what does it matter if you marry a few more! What's more, you, the king of the Huns, don't have many women, and some of them are blessed with multiple women at the same time!" "
As soon as these words came out, Zhita's face suddenly darkened, and Lei Shuo's face turned pale.
She is from Qi and has been taught many rules since she was a child.
Even if the husband has many concubines in the future, it will never happen that the main wife and the concubines serve the husband together.
Lei Shuo's hand was trembling, and Zita immediately reached out to hold her hand.
Wen Qingzhu below looked at the two people on the throne, feeling depressed and did not speak.