Chapter 581 Kneel Down and Propose.
"There's no need to wait."
A melodious tenor bass sounded.
Wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, a tall, plump and handsome young man strolled among the talented people.
Seeing him appear, the Song family's complexion changed slightly.
The young man went straight towards Song Zhao.
Three steps away from Song Zhao, he lifted his robe and bowed, with a clear expression, "Duan Yunsui, the great Sima, is willing to be a county horse and serve the princess of Zhaoyang."
The words fell.
An exquisite purse hanging from Duan Yunsui's wrist caught everyone's eyes.
It was exactly what Yun Shi had just shown to the talents one by one at the door.
So Princess Zhaoyang chose Duan Yunsui as her husband?
Duan Yunsui straightened his back and looked indifferent. Facing the girl's cold eyes, he said in an extremely affectionate tone, "I have admired Princess Zhaoyang for a long time, and it is my luck to win the heart of Princess Zhaoyang."
Song Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "The princess did not give the purse to any man, please don't talk nonsense and insult people's reputation."
Empress Gu said seriously, "The Dasheng Dynasty clearly stipulates that the purse is used as a token in the selection of relatives, and whoever is given to it will be the chosen husband. Why doesn't Princess Zhaoyang admit it? Isn't it just playing tricks on everyone here?"
Behind each of the talented people here is a complete noble family, so the theory of playing tricks is established, and the whole noble family is offended.
The old lady Song said in a deep voice, "This purse was lost for no reason two quarters of an hour ago, and Princess Zhaoyang has not had time to give it to someone in the future, so this selection of relatives does not count."
Duan Yunsui stared at Song Zhao, with a gloomy heartache hidden in his pupils, "Although the minister is not as honorable as the noble title of Princess Zhaoyang, he came to apply for the county horse with a sincere heart. Since Princess Zhaoyang has chosen Minister, minister is the county horse of Princess Zhaoyang!"
His words are sonorous and full of firmness.
It just means that she wants to marry Song Zhao no matter what.
The crown prince took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Don't be shy, Princess Zhaoyang. Today, I am alone with my mother and queen. I would like to bear witness for you and Da Sima. I wish you a happy union forever and a hundred years!"
Song Zhao's eyes were unclear, and he stared at Queen Gu, the crown prince, and Duan Yunsui, his cheeks were tight.
It was this group of people who, taking advantage of the conflict between her and the powerful minister, tried to drive a wedge between them.
After manipulating Si Yu's marriage.
He wanted to control her marriage again.
"Princess Zhaoyang, the purse is in the hands of the minister, you can only marry the minister." Duan Yunsui stepped forward and said in a voice that only he and Song Zhao could hear,
"If you hadn't chosen a minister, who would believe your Song family's words in the future?
You have been abandoned by Lord Hou, do you still want to bear the notoriety of breaking your word? "
The autumn wind caressed through Song Zhao's clean and white face, leaving a trace of coolness on her face.
She was silent, as if considering the pros and cons.
The prince sat on the stone bench.
He casually picked up the Yuqian Longjing on the table.
The tea mist was lingering, concealing the treacherous curvature of the corners of his mouth.
My mind is already looking forward to it.
Once Song Zhao marries Duan Yunsui, he will be in his hands.
"Master Hou is here."
The bead curtain rolled up in the distance, and there was a reminder from Eunuch Chang, the head of the imperial court.
How could Emperor Yuan Chun's personal eunuch come with Si Yu?
Surprised eyes collectively looked in the same direction.
The man in Chaopin Junhou's court uniform was walking towards the wind.
He has a golden crown and hair, leather military boots, and a tall and superior figure, which fully supports the generous and graceful official robe on his body.
Today, he is already a powerful minister in power. After the baptism of war and the struggle of power and strategy, his whole body reveals the blazing aura of the superior, like a sharp knife drawn out of its scabbard, showing his magnificence.
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