The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

After breakfast, Lin Qingyue took Daiyu for a walk in the garden to digest their food, and they ran into Lin Ruhai.

"Father!" Lin Qingyue and Daiyu were shocked; Lin Ruhai's face was extremely grim.

Lin Ruhai forced a smile, looked at his two daughters, and his expression softened slightly.

"Yu'er, your mother has woken up. Go and keep her company. Yue'er, come to the study with me. We need to talk about something."

Daiyu glanced at Lin Ruhai and then at Lin Qingyue. Her intuition told her that what her father and sister were about to discuss was very important.

"Father, sister, I want to be with you both."

Lin Qingyue patted her head and gently advised:

"Yu'er, be good. Go find your mother first. It's not appropriate for you to hear what your sister and father are talking about right now."

Daiyu pursed her lips, looking at Lin Qingyue with a stubborn expression.

Lin Qingyue stroked her head, looked at her gently, and finally, Daiyu lowered her head.

"Okay, then I'll go find Mother first. Sister, you must tell me what you and Father talked about."

Yes, I will definitely tell you.

Watching Daiyu walk away, Lin Ruhai had a complicated expression. Jia Min was not in good health, and he was busy with official duties, so Lin Qingyue was handling all the household chores.

Later, after Qingyu was born, Jia Min devoted almost all her attention to Qingyu, and Daiyu was essentially raised by Lin Qingyue.

This was also the first time Lin Ruhai had witnessed the way Lin Qingyue and Daiyu interacted.

“Yu’er is still young, you don’t need to explain things to her clearly, just coax her.”

Lin Qingyue shook her head. How could the Crimson Pearl Fairy be an ordinary child?

“Yu’er is no ordinary child, Father. You’d better be careful when you get along with her in the future.”

Lin Ruhai's lips trembled, and his already pale face turned even paler.

This marriage arrangement was inherently unfair to the eldest daughter.

It was his incompetence that prevented him from protecting his family, allowing his eldest daughter to marry into such a treacherous family.

They walked in silence until they reached the study.

After dismissing the servants, Lin Ruhai looked at Lin Qingyue and said, "Yue'er, tell me more about your precognitive dream."

Lin Qingyue pondered for a moment, then selected some information to tell Lin Ruhai.

"The current Palace Master of Jiao Palace is called Gong Shangjiao. He is in charge of the palace's external affairs and is himself a master of martial arts."

"The acting palace master of the Shang Palace is Gong Zishang. She is the eldest daughter of the previous palace master and is in charge of weapon forging."

"The current Palace Master of Yu Palace is Gong Hongyu, who is also the current Blade Master, responsible for the defense of the palace gates and internal affairs."

After a pause, Lin Qingyue continued, "As for Zheng Palace, I already told you about it yesterday."

"The palace gates are secluded in the Old Dust Valley year-round. Apart from Gong Shangjiao, no one else in the palace gates will ever step out of the palace gates."

Lin Ruhai paused in his writing, his face growing even more grim. "If you marry into the family, won't we never see each other again?"

Lin Qingyue smiled, "Father, these are the rules in plain sight. Aren't rules meant to be broken?"

"Once the matter of Wu Feng is resolved, the palace gates will probably be different from before."

The imperial court will never allow any martial arts sect to become too powerful again.

Lin Ruhai's expression softened slightly. "What's the environment like in Old Dust Valley? Are these palace masters easy to get along with? Are the elders friendly to the younger generation?"

“Father.” Lin Qingyue’s face showed a hint of helplessness. “Have you forgotten? Ten years ago, the palace gates were invaded by Wu Feng, and all those elders sacrificed themselves in that battle.”

Lin Ruhai looked embarrassed, but then he thought that it was good that there were no elders. Once Yue'er married into the family, there would be no need to follow any rules.

"The scenery of Jiuchen Valley is pleasant, and it is spring-like all year round. It is more comfortable to live in than Yangzhou."

"Those who work in the palace have little contact with the outside world; they are all very simple people."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruhai felt much relieved and put down his pen.

"Later, I will write a memorial to His Majesty and another letter to the Thirteenth Prince."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Qingyue with eyes full of reluctance and tenderness, and he made up his mind.

"Yue'er, once this matter is settled, I will request permission to grant you a divorce."

Lin Qingyue stared at Lin Ruhai in astonishment.

"You are our Lin family's aunt. If you want, you can stay at home. If you want to get married, your father will find you a good husband!"

Lin Ruhai was resolute.

From this day forward, he will dedicate himself to assisting the Crown Prince in ascending the throne. Once the Crown Prince has ascended the throne, he will resign from his post and retire from public life, never again getting involved in the affairs of the court and the martial world.

Lin Qingyue's eyes welled up with tears. Seeing Lin Ruhai preparing to write a memorial to the throne, she hurriedly said:

"Father, can I choose my husband for a marriage alliance? Can you help me choose the Palace Master of Zheng Palace?"

Lin Ruhai asked, puzzled, "Why is that?"

Because Gong Huanyu is the villain, and Gong Ziyu and Gong Shangjiao are both targeted by Wufeng, she dares not touch them, so she can only choose Gong Yuanzheng.

Of course, this reason cannot be told to Lin Ruhai.

"Gong Yuanzheng is about the same age as me and has not yet come of age. If Wu Feng's matter is resolved quickly, I may not have to marry him and can simply dissolve the engagement."

Lin Ruhai paused slightly, glanced at Lin Qingyue, his eyes filled with countless thoughts. To completely resolve this matter, it wouldn't be something that could be done in three or five years.

"Don't worry, I will definitely write that down."

Lin Qingyue smiled and said, "Father, I'll go to Mother's place now."

Lin Ruhai nodded, and only after Lin Qingyue left the study did he lower his head and continue writing the memorial.

You can't directly write "Master of the Palace ...

In a mountain forest near the capital, two handsome men sat under a pavilion, enjoying tea with Qi.

Several days have passed since the thirteenth prince proposed a marriage alliance between the court and the palace.

There was no movement from within or outside the court. Gong Shangjiao did not show it on his face, but he could not help but feel disappointed.

He took a sip of his tea and said, "It seems that our agreement is probably off."

With Wu Feng now dominating the martial arts world, the Palace Gate is likely to be unable to hold up the battle alone.

Now that the imperial court has extended this olive branch, if we cooperate, the chances of annihilating Wufeng will be much greater.

The thirteenth prince, Qi Yan'an, seemed somewhat irritated. Were the people in the court so short-sighted these days?

What a great opportunity this is! To wipe out Wu Feng in one fell swoop would bring immense benefits to the imperial court. Don't they know that?

Using martial arts to break the law is the fault of a chivalrous person. This is a good opportunity to establish a special government office to handle matters related to the martial arts world.

With such a significant example as the annihilation of Wu Feng, martial arts practitioners will have to carefully weigh the pros and cons before they want to commit evil deeds.

With so many benefits, how could they not have thought of it?

Perhaps it's not that they can't think of it, but simply that they don't want to do it.

"Wait a little longer, maybe someone will agree." Qi Yan'an's words sounded weak and listless.

Gong Shangjiao put down his teacup. "I've been away for too long this time. I have to hurry back to the palace gate."

Qi Yan'an stood up and stopped him, "It's already afternoon, let's set off tomorrow morning."

Gong Shangjiao's expression was icy as he brushed away Qi Yan'an's hand that was blocking him.

"There's no need for that. Nobles and nobles would look down on us common folk. I'll take my leave now."

His words were self-deprecating, but his eyes revealed arrogance.

As the master of the Horn Palace, he naturally had his pride.

"Your Highness!" Qi Yan'an's personal guard, holding a letter, rushed into the pavilion.

"This is a letter from Lin Ruhai, the Imperial Physician of the Imperial Academy and Salt Commissioner."

Lin Ruhai and Qi Yan'an were taken aback. This person had no personal relationship with him, so why would he write a letter to him?

"The messenger said that there was another memorial that had already been sent to the palace."

"Since Your Highness has important matters to attend to, Shangjiao will take his leave now."

Gong Shangjiao took a step to leave, when Qi Yan'an suddenly called out:

"Wait, I remember now, Lin Ruhai's eldest daughter is exactly fifteen years old this year. Maybe this is the letter for the marriage alliance!"

Gong Shangjiao paused slightly, frowning. Fifteen years old? That's far too young.

Qi Yan'an had already opened the letter and read it quickly, unable to stop smiling.

"Shang Jiao, Lin Ruhai has agreed to the marriage, but he has one condition."

Gong Shangjiao sneered inwardly. Sure enough, these officials of the imperial court were indeed cunning and scheming.

"His eldest daughter is only fifteen years old now, and he hopes that the person he will marry into the palace will be about the same age as his daughter."

Gong Shangjiao's expression suddenly turned cold. Among the palace gates, the only one of similar age was Gong Yuanzheng.

How could Gong Yuanzheng be used as a tool for a political marriage? The person who was involved in the Gong family's political marriage from beginning to end was Gong Huanyu.

As the young master of the palace, what's wrong with sacrificing a marriage?

As a close friend, Qi Yan'an naturally knew how much Gong Shangjiao loved his younger brother, and how could he bear to force a bride onto him?

Qi Yan'an smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Lin Ruhai said he doesn't want to find a father or grandfather for his daughter."

Gong Shangjiao remained expressionless. Gong Huanyu was twenty-eight years old. If one were to call him a father, he could barely be considered one.