Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

Another four days passed, and it was the wedding day.

The whole city was decorated with lights and lanterns. The Imperial Palace and the Princess's Mansion were hung with red silk. Even the streets were filled with the sound of gongs and drums. It seemed as if the whole world was shrouded in joy and festivity.

Inside the post station, Chu Xiong, dressed in a bright red suit, stood by the railing on the second floor, leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance at the blue sky and the geese flying south.

The direction in which the wild geese are flying belongs to the direction of the State of Chu.

"Emperor Chu, it's getting late." The ceremonial officer came up and urged Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong was struggling and in pain.

He was originally an emperor, but his own sister stripped him of his power and he ended up having to marry a woman as a concubine, which made him feel very depressed.

Looking at the crowds cheering and laughing on the street, and also looking at the team beating drums and gongs below, I always feel that they are laughing at me.

He wished he could draw his sword and kill them all.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid of death.

At this moment, he thought of Tian Wuji, the Tian Wuji who drew his sword and stabbed him, the Tian Wuji who kept asking him to commit suicide.

After he was stabbed, Tian Wuji visited him from time to time while he was recovering from his injuries, and kept urging him to commit suicide to save the emperor's face.

He also wants to save face, but he doesn't want to die!

"Emperor Chu, the time has come. Don't keep Your Majesty and the Princess waiting for too long." The ceremonial officer urged again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Chu Xiong glanced at the ceremonial officer. When did even a ceremonial officer dare to be disrespectful to him?

He remembered clearly that it was the day when Xie Lang sat on his throne.

Empty your mind, life and dignity, haha, Chu Xiong laughed at himself, went downstairs and got on the sedan chair.

In the end, he chose his life.

On the other side, Zhang He sat in the empty house, listening to the sounds of gongs and drums outside. They were clearly festive sounds, but he just felt how noisy it all was.

He was not wearing wedding clothes, but only the prime minister's formal dress. Red was the popular color in Chu State, so the formal dress was also red.

At this moment, the ceremonial officer pushed the door open and entered.

"Prime Minister Zhang, the time has come."

Zhang He didn't look at him. He was lost in his own thoughts. He remembered that when he was a child, his father ran a bookstore. He didn't earn much but not a small amount either, enough to support the whole family and pay for his own education.

However, he unexpectedly met a county magistrate who, in order to seize his family's property, fabricated charges and sent his father to jail. In the end, his father died unjustly and the shop was seized by the county magistrate.

He remembered that day when his father passed away and the clerk rushed into his house to snatch the land deed. His mother protected the deed and refused to let go even when being beaten by the clerk. In the end, the deed was saved, but his mother died.

He hugged his mother tightly, feeling her body temperature slowly draining away. He cried desperately, but in the end only a cold corpse was left.

From then on, he vowed to eradicate all corrupt officials in the world.

I don't know since when he chose to go along with the crowd.

The higher his official position became, the further he strayed from his oath.

Finally, for money, they signed a treaty with Beihuang to cede territory in exchange for peace.

"Prime Minister Zhang, are you still not leaving?"

Wen Li was urging him again.

Zhang He ignored it, walked to the desk, spread a piece of rice paper on the table, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink and started writing on it.

He put down his pen, picked up the paper, and stood up.

He looked around at the dozen boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in the room, smiled, handed the paper to Wen Li, and then bowed deeply to Wen Li and the people behind him: "Please pass this letter to my wife who is far away in Chu State. These dozen boxes of property will be your labor fee. Thank you very much."

He took aim at the sword on the shelf, strode over and drew out the sword. This sudden scene frightened Wen Li and others.

"Dignity is earned, not begged." Zhang He murmured to himself. He remembered Qi Yuan's words four days ago. He closed his eyes and slashed his neck with the sharp blade. Blood spurted out, staining his whole body red.

He fell in a pool of blood. In his last moments of consciousness, he moved his throat slightly and uttered a few words: "After all, I strayed from my oath."

The scene was in chaos. Wen Li's pupils shrank slightly. He read the contents on the paper and was speechless for a long time.

"My dear wife, I have failed you. I promised you that we would grow old together, but now I have broken my promise. I will atone for my sins and defend my dignity with my death. Please do not grieve over my death."

I have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years. Under the ground of the old hall, I have buried the money I have accumulated over the years. You can present it to His Majesty so that His Majesty will not implicate you.

I feel so sorry for you, and this is the last thing I can do for you.

For the rest of your life, you will have to walk alone.

If you don't abandon me in the next life, we will still be husband and wife.

Zhang He, come on.'

Xie Lang once said that if he committed suicide, his family would be held accountable. Zhang He gave all his money this time in the hope that Xie Lang would let his family go for the sake of the money.

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After Zhang He died, Wen Li took control of the scene and did not allow anyone to enter or leave.

He hurried to the palace and explained the whole cause and effect to Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan frowned and looked extremely ugly, but thinking that today was a wedding and that envoys from other countries would be involved, he immediately suppressed the matter.

At the Princess's Mansion, guests gathered together.

Due to the special nature of the bride and groom at the wedding, it was destined to be a wedding that would go down in history and an unprecedented wedding.

This also led to the wedding being extremely lively and packed with people. Almost all the invited guests came, and some even tried every possible means to get admission tickets to the Princess's Mansion just to witness this unique wedding.

The gossip about this wedding never stopped at the scene, even the ladies at the female guests' table kept talking about it.

At this time, Qi Yuan arrived at the scene and the scene became solemn.

On the other side, a sedan chair carried by sixteen people marched majestically through the long street paved with red carpet. The guard of honor played music and the festive suona sounds resounded through the sky.

Chu Xiong sat in the sedan chair, listening to the noisy noise, and unconsciously clenched his hands. Whenever he thought of everyone looking at him as if they were making a fool of themselves, he felt extremely painful.

Behind Chu Xiong's team, there were sedan chairs of different sizes, with one person sitting in each sedan chair. They used to be Chu Xiong's subjects, and now they were Chu Xiong's concubines. These sedan chairs almost covered the entire street.

Looking at this grand scene, people along the way couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Is this really a marriage? The emperor is getting married and the ministers are accompanying him. This joke can only be seen in dreams."

"It's not so exaggerated even in dreams. I can only say that reality is more absurd than dreams."

"Isn't that Chu Emperor ashamed?"

"Maybe he enjoys it! Just based on this wedding, his name will be recorded in the history books. It may not be a good name, but it's enough."

"It's a pity that I can't enter the Princess's Mansion, otherwise I would really like to admire the elegance of the Chu Emperor, Chu Xiong."

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The sedan stopped and Chu Xiong got off. Qi Piao came to greet him personally. The two looked at each other and entered the Princess's Mansion together.

The sedan chairs of other people were parked in an orderly manner in front of their respective side doors according to the plan made before the wedding. After getting off the sedan chairs, they lined up in a long queue and entered the venue under the guidance of the ceremonial officer.

After Chu Xiong and Qi Piao entered, they became the center of attention. The discussions of the crowd stopped, and those people stared at Chu Xiong with inquiring and strange eyes. Some people even looked at them with contempt and ridicule.

Chu Xiong felt uncomfortable with those looks and wanted to escape from the scene. Qi Piao noticed Chu Xiong's abnormality and chuckled, "Emperor Chu feels uncomfortable because he is not used to it. Once he gets used to it, he will get used to it."

The voice was so soft that only Chu Xiong could hear it.

Chu Xiong looked at Qi Piao and saw that she was smiling gently, but Chu Xiong found it ironic.

She was laughing at herself, but she couldn't do anything to her.

What does it mean? If you get used to it, you will get used to it.

Just then, the ceremonial officer saw that it was getting late, so he sang along.

"The auspicious time has come!"