Chapter 937: Chapter 208: The Grand Wedding (Part 3)

"Master..."

"It’s fine, next time just secretly tell me, you should strive more, being someone’s godson all the time is quite meaningless."

For some reason,

images unexpectedly flashed in Wei Zhonghe’s mind of the past when the Min Family master married into the Royal Mansion.

Now,

he, Wei Zhonghe, serves as the head of the Ministry of Rites in the inner palace of Yan, overseeing the Spy Bureau;

under him, not to mention godsons, even god-grandsons are countless, and the young eunuchs in the palace call him ’Ancestor.’

But that Min Family master,

can no longer see his current prestige.

Suddenly,

Wei Zhonghe’s heart tightened, and he began rapidly reciting the Qi refining techniques, forcibly suppressing these outer thoughts inside him.

Immediately thereafter,

with a bit of trepidation, he looked up and noticed the Emperor still silently facing away from him, which let Wei Zhonghe breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Some people, some matters,

The master can reminisce, can cherish, can mourn,

but for those of us serving as slaves, if we dare to show the slightest hint, it would be true eternal damnation!

... 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The wedding procession passed Hundred Flowers Street and arrived at the entrance of Lok Mansion.

At the entrance of Lok Mansion, it was already brightly decorated and meticulously arranged.

Meanwhile, all the men and women, young and old, of the Lok Family were standing outside, waiting for the arrival of the procession.

Shortly after the news of the wedding procession’s arrival was passed inside, the elderly dame in her imperial mandate attire, leaning on a cane with her left hand and supported by a maid with her right hand, walked out.

Ji Chengjue, sitting on horseback, quickly dismounted,

knelt in front of the elderly dame:

"Grandmother, your grandson is getting married today."

The elderly dame reached out to touch Ji Chengjue’s face and said:

"Little Six, once you’re married, you’ll truly be an adult, genuinely matured, you must stand tall and firm, no longer be frivolous."

"Thank you for your teachings, grandmother, I will remember this."

At this moment, Lok Bing standing on the steps at the door spoke;

"It’s not so easy to marry my daughter."

As soon as he finished speaking,

the Lok family’s younger generation unfolded couplets, riddles, and so on. While commoners might drink and play tricks during weddings to tease the groom, in noble families, there is must be a touch of elegance.

Lok Bing pointed to these behind him, smiling:

"If you can’t solve them all, you can’t enter the Lok Family’s door."

Ji Chengjue nodded, with a similar smile on his face.

After a while,

several young officials in official robes, clearly recently on leave, emerged. They were the selected talents from Yan State’s imperial examinations.

Suddenly, the originally bustling scene quieted down.

For the earlier hustle was propped up by shopkeepers forcibly, with no official figures present.

But now, the appearance of these people signified the revelation of a different kind of atmosphere.

Even Lok Bing’s gaze slightly narrowed.

Some matters had already been sensed by court dignitaries through the fall of the former Minister of Revenue, but since the imperial examination was a national policy personally established by the Emperor, no one dared truly investigate these officials with exam backgrounds.

But today, there’s no need for investigation, because they have already come out voluntarily.

Dozens of young officials bowed deeply to Ji Chengjue:

"We wish our master a blessed marriage and early birth of noble offspring!"

Ji Chengjue impatiently waved his hand,

pointing ahead,

he said:

"Stop dawdling, first go answer the questions for me!"

...

Wei Zhonghe’s breathing slowed considerably at this moment.

The top graduates,

students of the King,

dared to appear as a group and publicly call a prince their master, what does this mean, what does it really mean!

Wei Zhonghe understood, the nature of things had changed.

The Sixth Prince, now showing his hand, no longer merely pursued commerce but clearly and evidently announced to the world that he, Ji Chengjue, was cultivating his own trusted ministers and supporting his own wings,

he,

wanted to seize the throne!

Because these matters, naturally only the East Palace could rightfully enact, while other princes just dared secretly colluding with certain ministers, but never this straightforwardly.

Wei Zhonghe cautiously scrutinized the Yan Emperor again,

he noticed the Yan Emperor’s hands were slightly trembling.

At this moment, the Yan Emperor,

his eyes slightly darkened,

waves of eunuchs continuously ran back and forth, narrating scene after scene happening at the wedding site.

It seemed like a destined recurrence, replayed today.

In the past,

he had personally experienced the terrifying financial power of his father-in-law, the Min Family.

They used silver to pave ways, to connect networks, to support officials, silver, like water from a river, flooding into every crack of the ground beneath them.

Yet,

replaying might be replaying,

recurrence might be recurrence,

but the pressure and profundity of those days were no longer present.

Not because nowadays he is the supreme ruler, having gathered all power in himself.

But because,

the host of that past grand wedding,

had transformed from the ambitious older master of the Min Family,

into his own son.

Standing nearby, Wei Zhonghe was still cautiously awaiting the Emperor’s wrath,

but suddenly heard the Emperor’s playful scolding voice:

"Ha, this little brat."