Chen Ning and Li Zixuan looked at each other, their expressions a little unpredictable.

Li's father did not notice their strangeness, and his joy was beyond words. "I think my Li family has been doing business for generations, and today I have earned a title. As the saying goes, the emperor's grace is so great that my son Qi will come to the world for a while." The Li family has been doing business for three generations, but the family has a wealthy family but a low status. The family has also made their children study hard, but they are not bound to be fame and fortune. Ziqi is extremely enlightened. If he were born, he would definitely be the top scholar, but God will do anything to do... Who would have expected that today would be? I think God is pitying Ziqi for his poor life and will compensate him in the dark.

When Mrs. Li heard this, she couldn't help but wipe away the wet corners of her eyes.

"Big wife, you are the lucky star of our Li family," Mr. Li sighed, "Dad knows that you are running around, so I'm afraid you will be tired again."

Chen Ning was a little uneasy. Before she arrived at home, she made the imperial edict and let Shang Changyang... Although those with high positions and powerful people never care about the troubles of small people, this imperial edict was still a bit incredible. She thought for a while and said, "Dad, since the imperial edict has been issued, this is a foregone conclusion. We should put Ziqi's tomb first. When we move into the ancestral grave, it is not too late for us to thank us again."

Mr. Li was surprised and said, "How did this make it?"

Li Zixuan also said: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Chen Ning said: "The auspicious day that my father and mother have already set in the letter is a once-in-a-lifetime good day, so how can we miss it easily? My wife first wrote a letter to tell the emperor that the emperor is generous and kind, and she must be merciful."

Mr. Li still hesitated, "This..." He felt that it was inappropriate, but Chen Ning was the only person in the Li family who faced a saint. When Zixuan heard that he had received favor from the letter, he thought she should have a proper position. After thinking for a while, he nodded again.

So Chen Ning asked Li Zixuan to find someone to compile a letter of prayer according to the orthodox tradition. The general idea was that he was not prone to overwork due to recurrence due to injury and illness, and the day of moving to the tomb was approaching, so he asked Your Majesty to forgive his grief. Li Zixuan personally checked it two or three times, read the words in the letter word by word, and asked Chen Ning to read it again, and then went to the government office to visit the new magistrate, explained his purpose, and asked him to submit the letter to the present.

The new magistrate seemed surprised, but he had heard some rumors about the widows of the Li family on the way, and he had heard the imperial edict and personally signed the fourth-rank imperial edict. It was no longer possible for him, the sixth-rank imperial magistrate to make a statement without authorization, so he agreed politely.

Another half month later, Dong Yuheng, the owner of Qiankun Palace, was practicing calligraphy. He was silent in front of the desk with a long time of carved cloud dragon-shou character, dipped in ink, and wrote quickly, like a pen that was like a dragon and a snake, and a silver hook was drawn on the iron, and the strength was penetrated through the back of the paper.

Emperor Guangde's crazy cursive script and his free and casual brushwork exudes the bitterness of arrogant heroes everywhere. He was once praised by Prince Duan Dong Jingyang as the number one cursive script in the world. Wanfu stopped grinding ink, and felt that His Majesty's calligraphy seemed to have improved again.

Dong Yuheng changed the signature of the small sheep hair, and said inadvertently: "Mrs. Li is about to arrive?"

With this sentence alone, Wanfu changed all his views on Chen Ning from then on. At this moment, he was shocked and stammered: "I'll go and inquire now." His Majesty's state affairs were troubled recently. The second son of Kermon, Nuerling, finally led his army to fight with General Huang for the first time. The war was stalemate. Fei Ge sent a letter every day. His Majesty discussed important matters with important officials to defeat the enemy. In addition to the ordinary political affairs, the court harem... so many hard work, His Majesty still remembered something that he almost forgot...

When Wanfu hurriedly retreated, Dong Yuheng asked Lianyan to change to a piece of rice paper, slowly dipped ink, curled her lips, and said to himself: "Chen... the word "Sing Ning..." As his words, the regular script of the word "Chen Ning" appeared on the jade plate.

The emperor stared for a moment and chuckled.

The next night, Dong Yuheng, who had used imperial meals, leaned on the bed of Antai Hall to read books. The eunuch of Jingshifang sent a flower book. The emperor did not raise his head and "shoulder the Pingyang Palace."

"Yes." The eunuch of Jingshifang knelt down. There are three young masters in Pingyang Palace, all of whom are the noble talents recently enthroned by His Majesty, and they have been favored recently. They are Li Guiren, You Guiren and Ma Cairen, who were promoted by the Selected Service. I don't know which one His Majesty ordered, or the three of them were ordered. The holy intention was unpredictable, so it would be better to let the three young masters take a shower and change clothes to prepare for the welcome.

Wanfu bowed his head and walked in from the outside, but there was a hint of embarrassment on his face. He came in and saluted the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, news comes from Yunzhou, Mrs. Li..." He wanted to speak but stopped.

"Where did you go?" Dong Yuheng asked with his lips curled his lips. Hearing that he was so he hesitant, was it because he was greedy and missed his way on the road?

Wanfu looked up at His Majesty's face, and when he saw that he was in a good mood, he said carefully: "Mrs. Li is now... on his way to Zhongzhou."

Dong Yuheng looked up and narrowed his eyes, "Oh?" This gentle sound seemed to have infinite pressure.

Seeing that His Majesty's smile disappeared instantly, Wan Fu gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, Mrs. Yan is heading to Zhongzhou."

"Have she received the imperial edict?"

"I have received the imperial edict since then, but I came to report that Mrs. Yan seemed to have a hidden secret. I compiled a letter and asked the emperor to read it. The letter was introduced to the Tongzheng Department two days ago. The Tongzheng Department would approve it as appropriate, but it was not enough to report it." If this matter is classified, it is a minor matter that is the most minor matter, and the Tongzheng Department can take full control.

"Give it."

A chaotic war, the slightly damaged letter was transferred to His Majesty the Emperor. He read it once, but his eyes were secretly hidden.

After looking at the Tongzheng Department’s comments, it was written: I am so sincere that I burst into tears when I heard about it. Lady Nian Yan was filled with a heart of sadness. Although she had a transcendent move, her feelings could be compatible. I would like to report to Your Majesty to the emperor to temporarily suspend his visit.

The love is sad! What a love is sad! I just want to move the tomb for her husband, and I dare not even take the imperial edict seriously. The emperor grabbed the letter and threw it into the ground.

Lianyan's attendant, knowing that His Majesty is extremely unhappy now, he stepped forward and advised, "What's wrong with Your Majesty? If Mrs. Yan offends Your Majesty, she will be punished. Why do you feel angry and hurt the Dragon Body in your heart?"

After persuasion, Dong Yuheng calmed down a little, and felt inexplicably worried. Why was he so angry because of this small matter? I was afraid that it was disturbed by the state affairs recently.

He took a sip of tea, but his anger was unrestrained. He said, "Tell the Tongzheng Department that I have read it and approved it. However, the imperial edict should not be despised. On the eve of the winter solstice, people from the Li Mansion must not be mistaken."

"Yes." Wanfu thought to himself, the winter solstice is only more than a month away, and this order of Your Majesty is quite difficult.

Dong Yuheng glanced at the underground letters, snorted coldly, and went to the harem without any interest, and only rested in Qiankun Palace.

After that day, Wanfu became interested and sent someone to follow Chen Ning secretly, and every now and then, he would talk to Dong Yuheng without saying anything after hearing this, but he never scolded him for his unauthorized behavior, as if he had acquiesced to his behavior.

The blessings were done, but I still couldn't figure it out. If Your Majesty had the intention of being a man and a woman to Widow Li, how could he establish that chastity archway and grant him the imperial edict? If that was not so interesting, how could he pay so much attention to the whereabouts of a widow and recall him after leaving--the promotion of these fourth ranks is not worthy of the Golden Palace Face Saint to thank him... Besides, he looked at His Majesty's newly favored little masters, as if he was with Mrs. Li...

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He was careful when reporting, and he always looked at His Majesty's expression carefully, but found that no matter what he said, His Majesty was finally dissatisfied and cold.

As time goes by, the winter solstice is getting closer and closer. Wanfu carefully reported to Dong Yuheng that Chen Ning was still in Zhongzhou, Dong Yuheng finally spoke with a cold face, "Does she want to lose her head?" Although Zhongzhou is close, Changyang has a ten-day journey. What a chaste widow who doesn't even want his life for the sake of losing her husband? Since he doesn't take the imperial edict seriously, he fulfilled her! A wave of inexplicable anger rushed and was anxious and enormous. He almost opened his mouth to execute Chen Ning and Li's family.

Wanfu was sweating in cold sweat and dared not speak.

Fortunately, the next day, news came again that Mrs. Li set off with light clothes, but there was no carriage. She changed into men's clothes and rode her horses with the two sons of the Li family and the two guards. After hearing this, Dong Yuheng snorted coldly.

Wanfu simply sent a secret guard to pretend to be a postman to meet a group of people in the tea shop. Sure enough, it was a long way to go. The secret guard had to report the interesting stories on the road to the top. One day he wrote: [Mrs. Li laughed when he heard the word "people's hearts were separated from their belly, and birds were separated from their sweaters"]; One day he reported: [Mrs. Li asked after dinner: 'Once there was a friend named Xiao Cai, but he suddenly disappeared one day. Why?' No one could answer, and Mrs. Li said that we have no "sweet sense of ink"]

When Dong Yuheng heard this, he was changing his clothes to court. He raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then went to court without saying a word.

The court officials in the hall had fierce controversy over the political views. Dong Yuheng supported the dragon throne with one hand, expressionless and distant thoughts. Just when the ministers found that the Lord's dragon face was unhappy and held their breath to listen to the lecture, the emperor suddenly raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Oh, he was taken away."

The ministers looked at each other. What was the holy intention of taking the lead?

But I saw the emperor chuckling continuously.

The next day, Fei Ge sent a letter, "The slave told Mrs. Li about the answer he sent to His Majesty. Mrs. Li praised my emperor's wisdom and magical martial arts."

After Chen Ning heard the answer one day late, he pulled a smile that might be called joy, and kept nodding: "Brother reacts so quickly!"

After reading, the emperor pulled his lips and a faint light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!