Chapter 152 Chao Chao’s Sword
Before dawn, Lu Chaochao was picked up and groomed.
Mrs. Xu got up half an hour earlier than her and started dressing up according to her rank early.
Lu Chaochao couldn't open his eyes, and his breakfast was useless. He only drank a few mouthfuls of milk.
"Too early, too early..."
"Change the time..." Lu Chaochao muttered drowsily.
[Next time, let Emperor Daddy change it to dawn. Otherwise, I won’t go...] Lu Chaochao complained in his heart.
Mrs. Xu pursed her lips and snickered: "This is a rule handed down from our ancestors. How can we change it?"
As soon as Mrs. Xu went out, she saw that the door of the house next door was also opened.
When he looked up, he saw an unexpected figure.
Rong Che handed over the food box, picked up Chao Chao, and carefully put her into the carriage.
"You... why are you here?" Mrs. Xu was slightly startled.
Rong Che blushed and said nothing. The boy behind him said: "Our general was kicked out of his house because he couldn't find a wife."
Rong Che secretly glared at him, glanced at Xu secretly, and then quickly looked away.
"This is breakfast. I know you got up early and didn't have time to eat." Let alone eating, many people didn't even dare to drink more water before entering the palace.
Mrs. Xu thanked her and got on the carriage.
"Why do generals walk with the same hands and feet?" Dengzhi couldn't help but ask.
"Pfft..." Mrs. Xu turned her head and saw that his whole body was stiff, and he climbed onto the horse with both hands and feet.
The smiling eyebrows are curved.
Mrs. Xu got on the carriage and Dengzhi muttered: "General Rong Zhen and the Marquis are two extremes."
"Every word of the Marquis, every time he appears, is like a subtle calculation."
"General Rong, he always has a bit of clumsiness... and timidity."
Clumsiness is the timidity caused by being too precious and not daring to touch.
It was still dark when the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.
The courtiers and women all got off the carriage and waited in front of the palace gate.
Mrs. Pei dressed up carefully and stood in it with her head held high and her chest held high, holding Lu Jingyao by her side.
This is her first time entering the palace as Mrs. Zhongyonghou.
However, the wives of various houses were unwilling to associate with her.
Mrs. Jiang only said a few words with a calm expression.
"Mrs. Jiang, my son has always been well-behaved and sensible. It was the bastards in the family who seduced him that made Jinghuai make a mistake. Don't worry, he is sincere to Yunjin." Little did Pei know that the Jiang family was heartbroken because Lu Jinghuai and Su Zhiqing caught each other in bed. Still angry.
"Jing Huai said that he would personally come to Jiang's house to admit his mistake when the results will be released tomorrow."
"I hope Mrs. Jiang won't let her anger out."
Mrs. Jiang looked ugly. It was not surprising for a man to have a married woman and a concubine.
But having sex with your young lady in bed is a rare occurrence in a hundred years.
Jiang Yunjin was at home, her eyes swollen from crying.
"Jing Huai is the son of a saint. He is young and energetic, but he accidentally fell into trouble. Sister Jiang, when Jing Huai wins Jieyuan, come to the Jiang family in person to admit his mistake." Mrs. Jiang's face softened slightly when Mrs. Pei mentioned Jieyuan.
She looked at Pei's peacock appearance and frowned slightly.
It’s really not on the table.
If Yun Jin hadn't valued Lu Jinghuai, she really wouldn't want to join in the trouble with the outsiders.
Mrs. Jiang regretted a little.
If she had known that Lu Yanshu could still stand up, she would not have broken off the engagement!
However, considering that Lu Yanshu had not read a book for ten years, it would not be a loss if Lu Jinghuai really succeeded in passing the third grade and became the prince's young master.
Now, she only hopes that Lu Jinghuai can really step on Lu Yanshu.
Otherwise, it will be all in vain.
"Hey, why can the carriage enter the palace?" Pei waited at the palace gate for a long time, but Marquis Zhongyong had no title and no real power, so he could only queue at the door.
Waiting for Mrs. Gaoming to enter the palace first.
Mrs. Qin, the Minister of Rites, said with a smile: "We can only walk with our legs, but she doesn't need to."
"Mrs. Zhongyonghou, don't you know who is sitting in the carriage?" Mrs. Qin was extremely grateful to Lu Chaochao for giving Lin'er to Chaochao and giving birth to a son.
Pei was mistaken for the concubine raised by the Minister of Rites, and was caught and beaten in public by Qin, who was frightened when he saw her.
At this moment, she had no choice but to ask cautiously: "I don't know, Jiaojiao, what is that?"
Mrs. Qin smiled.
"This is the ex-wife of Marquis Zhongyong, Mrs. Xu."
"The daughter she gave birth to is Princess Zhaoyang, and she has a royal title. Naturally, she can enjoy privileges."
Ms. Pei could barely hold back the smile on her face.
"Mother, my hands hurt..." Mrs. Pei grabbed Lu Jingyao's wrist tightly, causing Lu Jingyao to scream loudly in pain.
Mrs. Pei blushed and let go, coaxing hurriedly and softly.
When everyone saw this scene, they all laughed mockingly.
Marquis Zhongyong made peace with the Xu family because of such a woman.
Seriously, idiot!
I will regret it later!
When Lu Chaochao opened his eyes, the palace banquet had already begun.
Lu Chaochao stretched out his hand to wipe away the drool, and the emperor hurriedly ordered someone to carry her forward.
"Chaochao, do you miss the Emperor's father?"
Lu Chaochao smiled and stretched out his chubby hand towards the emperor.
The emperor held her in his arms: "I think about it, I think about the emperor's father's cook..."
Immediately, he leaned into the emperor's father's ear and said: "Emperor's father, from now on... can the palace banquet be later?"
The emperor was stunned, seeing her sleepy eyes, he knew that she was not awake.
"Okay, okay. I won't bother with the morning meeting next time, just change the time."
Everyone was speechless, His Majesty really loved him to the extreme.
Princess Yi Ning, who was beside Concubine Xiao, looked at her bitterly.
"Today the four nations are talking, Chao Chao will sit next to daddy..." The emperor hugged her and directly reserved a place on the dragon throne.
The emperor felt that Chaochao was very lucky.
He took a few sips to get some luck.
Nanguo is unshakable first, Xiyue is second, Beizhao is third, and Dongling is fourth.
When the late emperor did not succeed to the throne, Beizhao ranked last for consecutive years, even worse than Dongling.
Today, Beizhao is becoming stronger and stronger.
At this moment, Xu, as a first-grade emperor, was sitting next to a group of old ladies.
It's like a star-studded moon.
Dongling was a defeated country, and the prince and the emperor's uncle also went to Beijing to seek peace this time.
Originally, Xuanyin, who was not favored, was sent to marry, and Xuanjichuan was sent to be a proton.
Who would have known that letting Xuan Jichuan hug Beizhao Jin's lap would make him happier than Prince Dong Ling.
The emperor frowned as they competed one after another.
It wasn't until the sun went down that the winner was gradually determined.
"It actually happened to be a tie with Xiyue." The great eunuch frowned.
The saintly girl from Xiyue is dressed in a white dress, and her mantle is fluttering like an immortal.
"His Majesty……"
"Xiyue was lucky enough to get a broken sword. If Beizhao can pull out this sword, Beizhao will win."
"If you can't pull it out, the west will win."
"Your Majesty, what do you think?" The West Vietnamese Saint's eyebrows were filled with a hint of arrogance.
Pull out the broken sword?
Ha, what a joke.
Xiyue was brave and good at fighting, and even the warriors who could lift a thousand kilograms of strength could not pull the sword out of the scabbard, let alone Beizhao!
The emperor thought for a moment: "Yes."
The civil and military officials of the dynasty and envoys from various countries were watching, and he had no choice but to agree.
Boom...
Boom...
It seemed like something huge was approaching step by step.
Everyone was stunned when they saw four rugged men showing their strong arms with veins popping out, carrying a huge tray.
In the center of the tray, there was a rusty broken sword.
But such a delicate and small broken sword actually required four big men to work together to carry it.
The strong man was sweating profusely, and the floor tiles he stepped on were cracked.
You can see the weight of the remaining sword.
"What...is this sword?"
Everyone was shocked.
The corners of the Xiyue Saint's lips curled up slightly, and she leaned on the couch. Beizhao, it's strange to be able to pull out the broken sword.
She felt a wanton gaze and looked towards it.
A young man in green clothes, thin and pale, smiled slightly at her.
Lu Jinghuai saw the saint looking over, holding on to his wounds, and nodded with perfect posture.
Lu Chaochao sat up straight.
With a sullen face.
This is...her sword!
PS: The third update is here, see you tomorrow. The comment section said there are still brothers, so brothers and sisters, see you tomorrow, hahaha... (End of this chapter)
