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Chapter 893: The helplessness of the envoys of Xixia

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpies fly south. A wonderful night makes Zhao Zhen lively. The problem in the harem is solved. A piece of shackles in his heart is also let go. The sunlight passes through the sycamore tree in Fengzhang Palace and spreads into the hall through the window edges.

Looking at the sleeping beauty, Zhao Zhen tiptoed down the huge dragon bed, looking at the traces on his body, the madness of last night made him smile, and he couldn't help but hammer his old waist and muttered to himself: "Fortunately..."

Today we will go to court and meet the envoys of Xixia. Everything will be dominated by the Song Dynasty. The court officials and people of Xixia did not know that their empress dowager had planned to surrender to the Song Dynasty and join the Tian family of the Song Dynasty.

But the Song Gongs on the other side knew about this, and they would dominate the negotiation rhythm and promote the Qin and Jin delight between the two countries.

In this era, marriage is entirely for political purposes and basically does not consider personal factors. Men can also have three wives and four concubines, so they will not worry about not being able to find an emotional sustenance; as a woman, they may only hope for their own destiny.

It is undoubtedly lucky to not hide the black clouds. At least she has few opponents. Zhao Zhen’s harem, including the queen, only three concubines. Such an emperor is very rare in Chinese history, and Zhao Zhen is also the type she admires...

Sancai did not appear. Obviously, this guy was beaten so hard that he could not walk normally. This slap is really amazing. To be honest, Zhao Zhen was really not used to it in the palace without him. Like Chen Lin at the time, Sancai is Zhao Zhen’s personal butler and the manager in the entire palace.

The young eunuch named Fugui. Zhao Zhen recorded it after hearing his name. This name is too rustic and popular. For some reason, the names of women in the palace are mostly pure and elegant, such as Su'er, Jin'er, Luan'er, etc. When it comes to the eunuch, all kinds of weird names appear, such as Fugui, Shucai, Shuyi, and even Ergou...

Zhao Zhen held back his smile and said, "Wealthy and honor are in the Wende Hall."

Fugui was a little stunned and whispered: "Official family, today's dynasty, why don't you go to Qianyu Palace?"

Sancai would never ask this question, but Zhao Zhen naturally would not argue with the little eunuch: "I want to go to Wende Hall to summon my husband, you can lead the way!"

Fugui also knew that what he said was a little unnecessary, so he nodded in panic and said, "I obey the order!"

Before he could take two steps, Su'er from Fengzhang Palace rushed over and kowtowed, "I deserve to die, the official family will forgive me! Your breakfast has not been used yet..."

Zhao Zhen looked at the sky and got up late today. If he didn't hurry up, he wouldn't have time to go to court on time. He shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, I won't need breakfast today, so I'll make up for it together at noon."

Seeing Su'er's panic and trembling appearance, Zhao Zhen touched his chin. Is he so scary? He picked up the brocade box serving the rice and said, "I will take it to Wende Hall to eat. You can go back, don't quarrel with the queen, the imperial concubine will rest."

Zhao Zhen was the king of the Song Dynasty, his husband and father, so he didn't care about these things, but in the eyes of the palace ladies, such an official family really cared for others' examples. Fugui quickly stepped forward and took the brocade box and led the way in front. The brocade box was very heavy. In order to maintain the temperature, a smokeless carbon pot was placed under it. Zhao Zhen didn't feel that it was too heavy, but Fugui took it for a while and was tired.
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