Proposing Marriage To The Female Villain At The Beginning

Chapter 90 Triumph, Pretending To Be Sick



Half a month later, in the morning.

The beating of gongs, drums and crackling firecrackers outside the city of Kyoto in Great Liang welcomed the Great Liang sergeants who had gone on an expedition for the country and won a great victory. Xiao Zhiyu, who had returned early, also slipped into the army in advance.

Emperor Liang took the civil servants of the court to the outside of the city to greet him.

In addition to the people from Great Liang, there was also an important person, Xiao Zhiyu and Lin An's master, Ling Yunzi.

The cultivation level of True Origin Realm, but the temperament of Immortal Wind and Taoism, makes people feel that he is a master of Taoism at first sight.

Ling Yunzi was very pleased at the moment. His young apprentice Xiao Zhiyu went down to the mountain and completed the sect's mission. Even his incompetent eldest apprentice Lin An also earned the title of the God of Poetry. When he returns to Ling Sect, he will be more dignified. .

Emperor Liang ascended the high platform under the gaze of everyone and explained the justice of the war and the reasons why the Great Liang would definitely win. His words made people's blood boil, and then he paid tribute to the dead soldiers.

Finally, it was time to discuss merit and reward. The two eunuchs unzipped the long imperial edict, and the chief eunuch was responsible for reading it out.

"All the soldiers came forward to listen to the seal."

"The fourth princess, Xiao Zhiyu, is both wise and courageous. She is sent as an envoy to the Xia Kingdom. She is neither humble nor overbearing. She has made great contributions to the country and does not lose her manly spirit. She is specially named King of Yan."

It is normal for the royal family to be awarded first, but when they heard that Xiao Zhiyu was the first one to be pulled out and was awarded the title of King of Yan, the eyes of Chu King Xiao Hongyou and Qi King Xiao Yi'an were shocked.

It is extremely rare for an imperial daughter to be crowned king. Emperor Liang would most likely be their competitor when he crowned her king.

But Xiao Zhiyu is not simple either. He has the ancient Ling Sect behind him, and judging from the negotiation with Xia Kingdom and the handling of government affairs after acquiring the territory, he is definitely a difficult opponent, but this is arranged by their father. Yes, I can only admit it.

Later it was the turn of King Jin and King Qi. They were already kings and could no longer be crowned. They could only add various titles and some rewards.

The royal family finished their turn before going to the bottom of the army.

"Xia Zehai, the general of the town army, coordinates the overall situation, strategizes, expands territory for the country, and is granted the title of Duke."

"Pei Zhongting, the general of Dangxia, has superb martial arts and has made great achievements in defeating the enemy. He is named the Duke of Song Dynasty."

"Qin Shu, the general who showed great power, was extremely clever and wise, and made good plans many times. He was awarded the title of Marquis of the Qing Kingdom."

"..."

"Appreciate this~"

All the soldiers thanked the Lord for his kindness, and the eunuch read out the imperial edict posthumously consecrating the deceased meritorious officials. Meng Dongqing became the most regrettable person.

Finally, he announced: "Generals, thank you for your hard work. Your Majesty will hold a celebration banquet for all generals and members of Lingzong at Taikang Hall today. Please be sure to arrive, all generals."

Xia Zehai stood up at this time, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, I will thank Your Majesty for your kindness on behalf of the Marquis of Qing, but the Marquis of Qing is in poor health and cannot attend the banquet. I hope that Your Majesty will forgive me."

Emperor Liang had actually known it from Kuaishu for a long time, but he still wanted to ask, "Why?"

Xia Zehai replied: "The Marquis of Qing's cultivation progressed too fast and his foundation was unstable. On the way back, his luck went awry and he vomited blood. He is still recovering in bed, so he cannot attend the banquet."

"I understand." Emperor Liang nodded. In less than half a year, Qin Shu's cultivation level rose from the spiritual peak to the Dongxuan Seventh Layer, rising to two major realms and seven minor realms. The speed was too fast. Things that have a shaky foundation are also very reasonable.

On the contrary, this is what Emperor Liang was happy to see. As a monarch, what he likes most is those who have made great achievements in battle but died early due to accidents.

It's just a pity, I still want to use him as a whetstone.

Emperor Liang: "The Marquis of Qing is a hero of the country, how can he be blamed for trivial things? I'm sure, I will also send an imperial doctor to treat the Marquis of Qing, and he will definitely make the Marquis of Qing better."

Xia Zehai looked grateful: "The last general will thank Your Majesty on behalf of the Marquis of Qing."

When the people around him heard these words, they all felt sorry. The young general Qin Shu was the most eye-catching person in this war. However, when he came back, he had some health problems. It was really sad.

Soon, the greeting was over. After entering the city, everyone went back to their homes, changed out of their military uniforms, washed up, and waited from morning to afternoon before entering the palace and arriving at Taikang Hall.

As soon as the unitary hour arrives, the celebration banquet begins on time.

Yang Lingying had already changed into the queen's royal robes, and was elegant and dignified. She followed Emperor Liang to attend the celebration banquet.

Hearing that Qin Shu was absent from the celebration banquet due to health reasons, his eyebrows were filled with worry, and he thought to himself: "Qin Lang was fine before, why did his health suddenly have problems?"

Lin An's eyes widened. It turned out that the beauty was actually the queen!

But even if he knew it, he couldn't tell it, because it was Xiao Zhiyu who took the queen out, and he also played an important role in it. It would do him no good to reveal it.

The banquet continued, and suddenly someone said.

"I've drank wine and listened to music. It's not fun enough. Why don't we compose a poem?"

Emperor Liang rarely joked: "When will you generals learn to use these elegant things?"

The man said: "Oh, Your Majesty is joking. We old men can't do it, but there are people who can. Lin An, the God of Poetry, can do it. How about he come and write poems for us to entertain us?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Lin An, the new god of poetry. Every collection of poems he published was amazing and brilliant. He secretly came back a few days ago, anonymously participated in a poetry meeting, and wrote another masterpiece. That overwhelmed the whole audience.

Now it would be perfect if he could write poems to cheer me up.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Lin An nodded slightly, with an indifferent look on his face.

Emperor Liang naturally knew about this matter, and he also admired his fourth daughter's senior brother, and even rewarded him with something, "It makes sense. Lin An, the God of Poetry, composed a poem for the victory of my Great Liang soldiers. What do you think?" how?"

Lin An straightened his back. This was his junior sister's father, so of course he had to behave well.

"Since it is His Majesty's request, what's the harm in Lin compose a poem for the generals?"

Then he slowly recited: "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Lord Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield, how many times have you fought in ancient times?"

When the voice fell, the officials present looked shocked, as if they saw the soldiers serving the country, intending to wrap their bodies in horse leather, and not preparing to come back alive. This is very in line with the atmosphere of soldiers dying on the battlefield!

The whole place was suddenly in an uproar.

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"As expected of the god of poetry, he wrote really good poems!"

"It's amazing. The God of Poetry speaks directly and clearly!"

"If you agree, then I think it's good too!"

Xiao Zhiyu's eyes were full of pride, this is my senior brother!

Yang Lingying's eyes also lit up. She had a good impression of Lin An because of her poetry before, but she just admired it.

Emperor Liang showed his admiration. This god of poetry was really talented in poetry. Every time he uttered it, he could produce famous lines.

"Lingyunzi, your apprentice is quite good at poetry."

"Hahaha~" Ling Yunzi nodded and stroked his beard with a smile, "This disciple of mine is not good at cultivation, but he is very accomplished in poetry."

At this time, a sharp voice suddenly appeared.

"The poem is indeed good, but it may not have been written by him, right? I'm afraid it was copied."


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