Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 140 After Becoming Gao Wei, Cousin Chang Gong Killed Crazy (48)

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Hearing this, Yu Wenyong almost didn't come up in one breath, and fainted.

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What is Dugu Jialuo doing?
He fought against all opinions in the court and protected the Yang family's mother and daughter. Finally, the arrogance of the officials subsided a little, and Dugu Jialuo jumped out by himself to send Yang Lihua to marry him.

What about playing with him?
Yu Wenyong only felt that his eyes were dark and his chest was tight.

Yu Wenyong dressed in a hurry, and hurried to the palace gate to meet Dugu Jialuo in person.

But Dugu Jialuo had a sad and resigned face, and he was determined, "Your Majesty, my wife is willing to obey the pleas of the officials and the people, and send Lihua to Northern Qi to make a marriage, and forget your Majesty's fulfillment."

"If you can give up your little family and fulfill everyone's well-being and happiness, Jia Luo's death will not be a pity."

Yu Wenyong's head was full of black lines, so he could only let Dugu Jialuo get up quickly.

Yu Wenyong's heart was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness after such a commotion in public.

He knew that he had no reason to stop Yang Lihua from getting married.

Otherwise, once the front line loses again, the spearhead of public opinion will shift from the Yang family to him.

What did he say that he ignored the people of the world for his own selfishness.

However, what he is most afraid of is...

In the palace, Yu Wenyong retreated everyone, with a self-deprecating face, and a wry smile, "Why?"

Why do you want to take the initiative to jump out to disrupt the situation, why can't you keep your promise until you die.

Dugu Jialuo's eyes dimmed, and his expression was a little unnatural, but he also knew that she couldn't confess.

"Your Majesty, these days, the ministers and wives have been unable to sleep at night, and are terrified every day."

"Your Majesty, when you go down to the minister's wife's mansion, you can see that the walls of Yang's mansion are covered with stinky egg liquid, rotten vegetable leaves, and filth."

"Someone even wrote vicious curses in pig's blood."

"Even if the courtier's wife orders the government soldiers to step up patrols, there are still many people who climb over the wall and want to take Lihua away."

"Your Majesty, whether it is the Dugu family or the Yang family, they are all loyal families. How have they ever been insulted like this?"

"Be selfish as a minister's wife, and sacrifice Lihua for the sake of the name of the two families and the wishes of the people."

What Dugu Jialuo said was sincere, coupled with her particularly haggard face, she looked even more pitiful and fragile.

Her words are not a lie.

Yu Wenyong looked at Dugu Jialuo silently, without words for a long time.

The face is calm, but the heart is full of waves.

He would rather the truth of the matter be as Dugu Jialuo said, it was a last resort.

But he knew that Dugu Jialuo had lied to him.

Based on his understanding of Dugu Jialuo, Jialuo is definitely not someone who will give in. She is better at finding a way out in a desperate situation, surviving a desperate situation, and then enviing others.

So, is the Northern Qi Dynasty Jia Luo's new plan?
Yu Wenyong felt desolate in his heart and was very puzzled.

"Gara, is it because I don't trust you couple enough?"

"Often times, words about Yang Jiangong's high-ranking leader fearing disobedience reached the ears of the widows, but the widows ignored them and still entrusted them with heavy responsibilities."

"Jia Luo, what if the widow still insists on letting Lihua marry the prince?"

Yu Wenyong's voice added a bit of coolness.

Dugu Jialuo panicked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He knelt on the ground without hesitation, "I hope that your majesty will follow the people's will, and don't put the Yang family in dire straits."

The words of the emperor can never be trusted.

Does Yu Wenyong really have no doubts about their couple?
No, there is.

Suspicious and wary, while giving sweets to Yang Jian to work for, this is the emperor's trick.

Yu Wenyong's eyes were deep and deep, and time was passing by little by little, as if he was waiting for Dugu Jialuo to repent.

It's a pity that Dugu Jialuo knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Ah!
"Gara, I hope you don't regret what you did today."

"Your request, my widow agrees."

Yu Wenyong was rather depressed, from the moment Dugu Jialuo knelt at the gate of the palace under the eyes of everyone, he was not given a choice.

Otherwise, the Northern Zhou Dynasty that he worked so hard to maintain, the hearts of the people will be lost, the officials will be angry, and the building will collapse even faster.

"Your Majesty, it is true that Jia Luo has selfish intentions, but Jia Luo also intends to solve Bei Zhou's urgent needs."

"The promise made when I was young, Jia Luo will keep it in my heart."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling it."

Dugu Jialuo took the order to thank him, and took Yang Lihua back to the mansion openly.

In front of the gate of the Yang Mansion, many onlookers had already gathered.

"Everyone, please be lenient. My little girl, Lihua, will leave for Northern Qi soon to get married, in order to extinguish the flames of war."

Not long after, news of the marriage spread throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

Countless people rushed to tell each other, celebrating the end of the war in advance.

Dugu Jialuo sneered, really short-sighted.

The policy of obscuring the people pursued by the Ninety-Five Supremes who sat on the throne in the past dynasties was finally eaten back by themselves.

Yang Jian, who is struggling against the enemy at the front: !?(_;?
Can he say that he is more at a loss than Yu Wenyong?

Jia Luo has never been a housewife who regards her husband as her heaven, but is his wife who wants to grow old together, and even more his trusted partner.

According to the rumors, it was Jia Luo who personally asked Lihua to get married.

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Jian felt that it was a mess.

The marriage has been decided, and the flames of war on the border have been tacitly and temporarily extinguished.

The welcoming division sent by the Northern Qi Dynasty met with the sending missions sent by the Northern Zhou Dynasty at the border, and Yang Jian finally saw his daughter in a luxurious and complicated wedding dress.

Bright eyes are good at gazing, gentle and elegant.

His daughter finally embarked on the road of marriage.

Yang Jian's ambition, which had gradually become clear in his heart, fell into confusion again.

The act of getting married is, after all, drinking poison to quench thirst.

He didn't believe that Jia Luo couldn't see it, but Jia Luo still did it.

Does this mean that Jia Luo already has a choice in mind.

"Daughter bid farewell to father."

Yang Lihua saluted Yang Jian with red eyes.

Yang Jian felt sore, "Did Lihua do it voluntarily?"

The spear in his hand was held tightly by Yang Jian, and the voice scattered in the wind trembled faintly.

In the future when the two countries are at war, how should Li Hua deal with herself? Can the Queen's position really save Jia Luo?
In particular, the madness of the Gao family is engraved in their bones, who knows that one day Gao Wei will revert to his old ways.

Yang Lihua nodded, "My daughter is willing."

"I also hope that father will take good care of mother and younger brother."

Yang Jian wanted to reach out and pat Yang Lihua's head, but he held back.

Under the will of marriage, Lihua is not just his daughter.

Empress of the Northern Qi Dynasty!
After personally sending Yang Lihua into the territory of Northern Qi, Yang Jian set up the city defenses, handed over the execution power for all matters, big and small, to his trusted lieutenant general, and asked to return to Beijing.

Many puzzles need to be solved one by one by Jia Luo.

Letters are no longer safe.

He could imagine that from the moment Jia Luo asked Lihua to get married, His Majesty's long-shattering trust was even more vulnerable.

Perhaps, at this moment, the inside and outside of the Yang Mansion were already full of spies who were watching, and the first one to see the correspondence must be His Majesty in the palace.

No, not maybe, but definitely.

(End of this chapter)