Chapter 63 Attendant Reader

  Zhao Yuankui's face was cold and clear, he walked to the front of Wei Zhaichu Han, and said in a low voice: "You follow me." After that, he went towards the edge of the high platform in the south.

  Wei Zhao raised his head and glanced at Qin Yun, who remained calm as ever, exchanged a faint smile with Chu Han, and then followed behind Zhao Yuan Kui.

  Zhao Yuankui walked to the edge, and the audience immediately fell silent. They knew that the most critical moment had finally arrived.

  Looking at the two people on stage, who were both elegant and refined, with a calm and composed demeanor, everyone was excited and thrilled beyond measure.

  Zhao Yuankui swept his gaze over the crowd below, their eyes burning with intense and eager gazes. Suppressing the anger surging up to his chest, he suddenly took a deep breath, his face stern and hard as he was about to loudly declare.

  "Zhao Yuanzheng is coming slowly." Just as Zhao Yuankui was about to speak, a sharp cry suddenly rang out from behind.

  Zhao Yuankui held his breath, his face suddenly turning bright red.

  Zhao Yuankui's throat moved with difficulty, suppressing the air back down, his face looked extremely unpleasant, his chest heaved up and down, his complexion changing unpredictably as he turned around.

  All that could be seen was an old man with a pale complexion and a smiling face slowly walking over from afar, obviously the one who had just shouted.

  Zhao Yuankui's eyes suddenly narrowed, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at Wei Zao, who remained calm and composed. The anger in his heart surged up incessantly.

  Qin Yun's mouth was slightly curved with a faint smile, as if he had expected it all along.

  Zhao Yuankui furrowed his brow, hesitated for a moment, and still came forward.

  "Director Choi." Zhao Yuankui forced a calm expression and smiled awkwardly at the approaching white-haired old man.

  Chui Gonggong smiled and spared Zhao Yuankui, then looked at Wei Zhaoci with a smile and said: "Which one is Master Wei? Please come over here for a moment."

  Wei Zhao looked at Zhao Yuan Kui, who suddenly had a cold and hard face, Wu Fangyuan with a strange expression, and Qin Yun with smiling eyes, and couldn't help but frown. Today's events were indeed full of strangeness everywhere.

  That old man looked at Wei Xiao and walked over, carefully sizing him up with a satisfied smile, nodding his head frequently. Then he turned to Zhao Yuan and Wu Fangyuan and said: "The two Hanlin officials also borrow a step to speak." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away.

  About three or four zhang away from the others, Cui Gonggong smiled and glanced at the three of them, especially Zhao Yuankui, whose face was cold and stiff, his chest heaving with suppressed anger.

  Chui Gonggong looked at the three people in front of him and suddenly became solemn and respectful, saying in a shrill voice, "The Emperor's decree."

  Zhao Yuankui's face suddenly changed, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart. However, looking at the old eunuch's public and business-like appearance, he knelt down with a frown.

  Wei Zhuo glanced at the few people nearby, then looked at Zhao Yuan Kui's face which was alternating between pale and red, slightly furrowed his brow, and also knelt down.

  "Imperial Decree: Order Wei Xiao and Wei Li to serve as attendants for the Crown Prince, and Chu Han and Chu Tianmiao to deliberate on Buddhist affairs. Respect this."

  The old lady-in-waiting finished speaking and immediately smiled at Wei Zhao, saying "Congratulations, young master Wei."

  Wei Zhao was filled with doubts today, but could only hold them in and smile as he bowed to the old eunuch, saying: "Thank you, sir."

  Zhao Yuankui's eyebrows were tightly knotted, his eyes flashing with a cold light, his face twisted in a scowl as he stood up and stared at the old eunuch, saying in a cold voice: "Eunuch Cui, why would His Majesty issue such an edict?" His tone was icy, almost accusatory.

  The emperor had no children, and there was no crown prince to begin with. In other words, the emperor simply gave Wei Zhao the title of Crown Prince's Reader-in-Attendance. But this title completely cleared the way for Wei Zhao to enter the imperial court!

  That old man smiled and nodded at Wei Zhao, then looked at Zhao Yuanke with a lukewarm expression: "Zhao Yuanke, this miscellaneous family doesn't know, if you want to know, please go ask the Emperor."

  "Zhao Yuankui immediately flew into a rage, the anger that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly surged up, his face dark and gloomy as he stared at Cui Gonggong, then his eyes turned cold and severe as he turned to stare at Wei Zhao, his chest heaving violently."

  Wei Zhao's heart was filled with doubts again, thinking that he must investigate the current situation in the imperial court when he returned, but his face remained calm and composed, with a faint smile.

  Zhao Yuankui's chest heaved with agitation, and suddenly he turned his head to stare at the curtain in the north, his eyes fiercely struggling. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Alright, you wait for me, I'll go see the Emperor now and make him rescind the decree!" With that, he walked towards the stairs in the north.

  "It's unnecessary." Zhao Yuankui had just taken a step forward when Cui Gonggong spoke in a low, ominous tone: "Wu Bianxiu, make the announcement directly."

  Zhao Yuankui's chest suddenly swelled, his face turned iron-green in an instant, his eyes blazed with anger, and he pointed at Cui Gonggong, shouting "What do you mean? Why didn't you wait for me to ask the Emperor before making the announcement?"

  That old man didn't even look at him, and said in a strange tone: "You ask your own people, the miscellaneous family conveys the miscellaneous family's orders. Zhao Yuanzheng, I advise you one sentence, there are some things you can't touch."

  Zhao Yuankui's chest was about to explode, his face darkened, his face was fierce, and his eyes were coldly staring at Cui Gonggong. He said in a cold voice: "I dare ask Cui Gonggong, what can't Zhao Mou touch?"

  Cui suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a strange smile: "For example, this matter."

  Zhao Yuankui's mind went blank as soon as he heard it, and his whole body shook violently. When Qin Yun stepped onto the stage, he had a faint premonition, but he didn't expect to be actually guessed correctly by him.

  What's so special about Wei Zhongxian that even the Emperor has to come out and support him three times?!

  Zhao Yuankui's chest heaved violently, his eyes flashing with various lights, his breathing heavy, and his eyes even flashed a rare fierce color. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Qin Yun with an icy gaze.

  "I won't let that happen again!" Zhao Yuankui's heart roared with anger, his face cold and gloomy, unspeakably ferocious.

  It can drive a scholar to such an appearance, it can be seen that the events of those years were so terrible and so unforgettable.

  Zhao Yuankui's anger had already burned to his throat, his fists clenched with a cracking sound, his face **, his eyes full of hatred.

  Suddenly, Zhao Yuankui turned his head to Wu Fangyuan and said "You announce it!" Then he waved his hand and walked back to his seat, closing his eyes immediately. Only the constantly trembling fist told everyone how unquiet his heart was.

  Chui Gonggong chuckled and pulled Wei Zhao to the left, taking a few steps before laughing loudly at him: "Wei Gongzi, the Emperor is very fond of those two poems of yours. Also, the Emperor wants to ask, have you settled on a marriage?"

  When speaking, Wu Fangyuan took out a prepared draft paper and walked with Chu Han to the edge of the South Platform.

  Wei Xiao was taken aback for a moment, he understood the first sentence in front of him, but the second sentence needed to be pondered.

  However, what made Wei Zhaoyu depressed was that he really didn't know if his marriage had been arranged. At this age, children should have already started dating. The two little maids seemed to have never mentioned this topic and would evade the subject whenever it came up.

  Wei Zuo's face turned awkward with a smile, and he took out a ten-tael silver note from his pocket, quietly stuffing it into Cui Gonggong's hand, saying "Cui Gonggong, please put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor." This routine was completely learned from TV.

  That old man's face changed as soon as Wei Xiao gave him money, and he looked at Wei Xiao with an inexplicable strange expression, as if looking at a rare treasure.

  Wei Xiao slightly furrowed his brow, he had done it very discreetly, probably no one saw it.

  It wasn't until half a day later that Mr. Cui came back to his senses, smiling and putting the silver ticket into his sleeve, with a slightly stiff smile: "Thank you, young Master Wei. By the way, Young Master Wei hasn't answered my question yet?"

  Wei Zao's face turned red again with embarrassment, and he hesitated, saying: "Cui Gonggong, this..."

  That old man was taken aback, curiously leaning forward slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face.

  "The family is declining." Wei Xiao sighed and said.

  That old man raised his head, with an expression of "so that's how it is". Being biased towards the rich and against the poor is a common human sentiment. He immediately understood and smiled wryly, stroking his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I understand, no harm in telling you, young master Wei, that His Majesty intends to arrange a marriage for you."

  Wei Zhao's heart skipped a beat, Arranged Marriage?

  He has no merits and no fame, why does the Emperor want to grant him a marriage?

  Wei Zhao wanted to ask again, but Cui Gonggong smiled and shook his head, turning to look at Wu Fangyuan who was comforting the crowd under the stage, with a smile in his eyes.

  Wei Zhao put his doubts in his heart and let out a light sigh. His sister-in-law was an ordinary merchant, the imperial court was too far away from her, Qin Yun obviously didn't want to or couldn't talk to him more, wanting to know the specific situation, it seemed that he could only wait until after the marriage.

  "What about Wei Sanbao? Why isn't he here?"

  "Yes, why was Wei San Bu deprived of his champion title? What did Wei San Bu do wrong..."

  "Wei San's talent surpasses Chu Han by ten times, so why isn't it him..."

  The crowd below surged and boiled, their voices deafening, almost as if they were going to tear the high platform apart.

  Chu Han smiled wryly and followed Wu Fangyuan, constantly explaining, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was either scolded loudly or had rotten eggs thrown at him, so he hid behind Wu Fangyuan.

  Wu Fang was sweating profusely and seeing that he couldn't hold down the scene, hastily turned his head back with a bitter face to ask Zhao Yuan Kui to come out.

  Zhao Yuankui's anger subsided slightly, and he turned his head to glance at Wei Zhao, who was standing idly with Cui Gonggong on the side. He furrowed his brow and let out a soft sigh.

  I had no great grudge against Wei Zuo, but preventing him from entering the imperial court was somewhat unfair to him.

  Zhao Yuankui thought so in his heart and felt a little guilty towards Wei Zao, so he got up and walked south.

  Very soon, without knowing what Zhao Yuankui said, the extremely excited and almost out-of-control crowd was quickly calmed down, shouting and cheering loudly, as if Zhao Yuankui had made some kind of promise.

  Wei Zhuo's face was strange, 'Wei San Bu'? Is this a nickname they gave themselves?

  Chui Gonggong saw that things had come to an end, and he whispered to Wei Zhao: "Wei Gongzi doesn't need to go to Yunfo Temple often." Then he looked up and smiled: "Congratulations, Wei Gongzi, the miscellaneous family has bid farewell."

  Wei Zhao muttered to himself, smiled faintly and clasped his fists: "Slow down, sir."

  Chui Gonggong walked away with a smile on his face. Wei Xiao couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

  Today's events have finally come to an end.

  He didn't care about others either. Since the emperor's decree was only given to the three of them, it was clear that they were still in a confidential phase. He wasn't worried about anything and walked down from the stage with ease.

  The Buddha's crown was snatched away by Chu Han, ending the drama. The scholars below were calmed down by Zhao Yuanke, but the northerners suddenly burst into a low murmur of discussion.

  Not long after, the high platform was again filled with monks, and the sound of chanting slowly floated in the air above the platform.

  "Master." Xiangqiang saw that Weizao was just walking with his head down and not saying a word, and thought he was unhappy because he didn't get the fake champion title. She gently pulled on his sleeve and asked in a concerned tone.

  Fu Jiong also hastily came over, his face solemnly saying: "Teacher, don't worry, I'll go back and let my dad scold Zhao Yuan Kui severely!"

  Wei Zhao turned his head and glanced at the two little guys with worried faces, chuckled and said: "You think anyone can easily see the eunuch beside the emperor, and even had a private conversation on stage?"

  Xiangliang's small eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then her face suddenly lit up with surprise: "Young Master, you're saying...you're saying..."

  Wei Zhao deliberately didn't respond to her words, just looking at her until her small face turned bright red and she couldn't speak anymore.

  Looking at Fu Yang's strange smile, the young master smiled and looked at himself. The little girl suddenly stopped, pulled Wei Zhao's clothes and wanted to reward him, her small mouth pouting and muttering nonstop.

  Wei Zhao had a smiling face, completely ignoring her, letting the little girl jump and hop around.

  Fu Jiong asked some more questions about the stage, and Wei Xiao immediately told him some stories, which made Fu Jiong's blood boil with excitement and his heart yearn for it.

  The three of them chatted and laughed, then left early.

  "Oh, he gave you this?" The old emperor held the ten taels of silver ticket that Wei Zhao had given to Cui Gonggong, examining it carefully with a curious look in his eyes.

  Chui Gong Gong bowed his head and nodded, saying: "It was still when we were on the high platform."

  The old emperor's face was quite strange, and he asked about the process in detail. Cui Gonggong naturally answered every question, and his answers were also very detailed.

  The old emperor burst out laughing after hearing this. He never thought that Wei Zhao, who had always been calm and composed, would actually make a move to bribe him.

  The old emperor patted the bed frame, with a loud and clear laugh "Haha, I'll stay behind, one day I will definitely punish him for the crime of bribery in the imperial court!"

  Chui Gong Gong lowered his head even more, this was not punishment, but clearly intended for reuse.

  Actually, Wei Zhao was just a habitual thinker, and the scenes in his mind were all about sending silver tickets whenever he was alone with eunuchs. The silver ticket in his arms was given to him by Ruan Er a few days ago, but he didn't expect that today it would really be sent out, and after being passed around, it even ended up in the emperor's hands.

  Yin Kongzi seemed to have expected the outcome, put down a chess piece, suddenly raised his head and smiled at Ning Guniang who was sitting between them watching the game, "Wu Shizhu, what do you think of Wei Shizhu?"

  'Ning Guniang', originally named Wu Qingning.

  Wu Qingning raised her head and glanced at Master Yin Kong, batting her eyelashes, and said softly: "The Emperor had already sent someone to discuss the marriage with Father a month ago."

  Yi Yun wasn't surprised at all by Wu Qing Ning's insight, the clear and transparent girl could always see through people's various illusions with one glance, pointing directly to their true heart.

  Yin Kong master chuckled and seemed to have said it casually, then refocused on the chess game.

  Wu Qing didn't ask further and also lowered his head to focus on the chessboard. Calm as water, watching the game without a word, a true gentleman.

  In the nineteenth year of Daqiwen Zheng, on August 14th, Fragrance Orchid Festival, the next day discussing Buddha.

  Many things happened on this day, affecting many people, directly related to the dark and unpredictable future of Chosun's court.

  On the Buddha's demise.

  ………

  The discussion about Buddha has ended, and Xiao Guan also knew that many people were dissatisfied with this part, feeling uncomfortable, and left one after another. However, Xiao Guan still persisted in writing it to the end, whether satisfied or not, everyone will comment on it later.

  Through "Discussion of Buddha", Xiao Guan wrote a concise preview of the upcoming court struggle and buried some foreshadowing, also presenting some outlines of the style of the Great Qi Dynasty. The basic purpose has been achieved.

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