Reborn in Dunhuang, I am farming and doing business in the desert

Chapter 134 Going to the Fiefdom
Shen Zhao did not let them in, but stood at the door and asked: "What do you want?"

Qin Yi motioned to the officials around him, and one of them held up a beautiful gift box and said, "Miss Shen, I am here on the orders of Princess Chengyang to propose to you on behalf of the Qin family, and ask you to be Qin Yi's second wife."

Shen Zhao sneered: "What if I don't agree?"

"Girl, think carefully. This is the idea of Princess Chengyang. If you are dissatisfied, go and tell the princess." Another clerk said coldly.

Shen Zhao: "My parents are still alive, and at worst I still have my elder brother. When will it be the turn of a stranger to decide my marriage?"

Qin Yi frowned and said, "A Zhao, don't be willful. This is the eldest princess's intention. Besides, I am now working in the Dali Temple. Am I not worthy of a Northwest barbarian girl like you?"

"I just don't deserve you!" Song Qiao got angry when she saw Qin Yi. She couldn't help but put her hands on her hips and scolded, "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? How can you be worthy of my girl?"

"You!" Qin Yi was angry and pointed at Song Qiao: "Where did this dog slave come from? How dare you interrupt the masters when they are talking?"

Song Qiao rolled her eyes at him: "Bah! You are not my master!"

Qin Yi was furious. Just as he was about to draw the sword from his waist, he heard someone shouting from behind: "Get out of the way! We are doing business at the Zongzheng Temple! All outsiders, please get out of the way immediately!"

When he turned his head, he saw several palace carriages approaching, followed by many palace servants and guards.

Then Zhang Shaoqing from the Zongzheng Temple got out of the imperial carriage, followed by a temple official.

Qin Yi quickly stepped aside and bowed deeply to the two men: "Greetings, my Lords."

The two men looked at him, but seeing that they didn't know him, they ignored him and walked straight past him towards the Shen family.

Shen Zhao knew what was going on, so he quickly asked the servant to open the door and welcome the two men in.

Qin Yi stared at the gate of the Shen family in a daze, and suddenly remembered that the current Zhang Shaoqing didn't recognize him at all.

But why did the Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple come to the Shen family?
Moreover, the palace servants were carrying gift boxes down from the carriage and moving them into the Shen residence in pairs.

Qin Yi suddenly panicked and stopped a palace servant to ask, "Excuse me, sir, why did Zhang Shaoqing come to the Shen family?"

When the palace servant saw that he was in his official uniform, she reluctantly replied, "Of course it's a happy event. The Queen Mother has granted the marriage and asked the King of Zhao to marry the girl from the Shen family as his concubine."

"What?" Qin Yi's eyes widened: "Which girl from the Shen family do you want to marry?"

The palace maid said impatiently, "How should I know? Sir, please get out of the way and don't delay our work."

Qin Yi had no choice but to let go of the palace maid and step aside.

I don't know how long I waited, maybe two hours, Zhang Shaoqing and others finally came out after dinner at the Shen family, and Shen Xun and his mother Zhang Shanyue personally saw them off to the door.

Wait until everyone has left before entering the yard.

"Brother Shen." Qin Yi appeared out of nowhere, rushed in front of Shen Xun, and asked questioningly: "Why did you marry Zhao to an eight-year-old child?"

Shen Xun looked at him coldly without saying a word, then turned and walked into the yard with his mother.

The door slammed shut, and Qin Yi's face became paler.

Because he knew that several years later, the eight-year-old Prince of Zhao would ascend the throne and become the Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

Why is this happening?
Qin Yi was puzzled. Shen Zhao was eight years older than the King of Zhao, so why was she chosen as the princess?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his whole body began to tremble.

"No! Shen Zhao must not marry King Zhao! Otherwise, what will Lingyao do?"

Qin Yi was so anxious that he had to go around in circles, and finally had to run to the Xue family to discuss the matter.

In the following days, Shen Zhao went to the market as usual, and the number of servants and guards following him increased several times.

She bought all the rare items in the market and watched the craftsmen making handicrafts.

Two months passed like this, and now it was November. The Prince Zhao's palace was ready and they officially came to welcome the bride.

Shen Zhao then brought Tian Xiu and another maid to marry into Prince Zhao's mansion.

On the wedding night, after worshiping the ancestral gods, Shen Zhao and the eight-year-old King Zhao looked at each other in silence.

Prince Zhao hesitated for a long time before saying, "My grandmother said that I will consummate my marriage with you when I grow up. You, you can sleep alone now." Shen Zhao nodded, "Your Highness, please do as you wish."

She knew why King Zhao was in a hurry to get married, because the boy wanted to go to his fiefdom as soon as possible, so he accepted his grandmother's arrangement and married the adopted sister of the messenger of the gods who was eight years older than him.

He also wrote his ideas on wooden slips, placed them on the altar, and sought the opinions of the gods.

The community god Shen Zhao took the opportunity to persuade him and praised himself, telling the boy that he must respect and love the princess, otherwise the community god would ignore him.

It seems that the advice of the community god is very effective. King Zhao believes it without a doubt and thinks that Shen Zhao is his destined family member.

In the spring of the second year after their marriage, the seventeen-year-old Shen Zhao and the nine-year-old King Zhao moved to their fiefdom.

However, among the entourage, Shen Zhao actually saw Qin Yi and Wang Mang.

Shen Zhao frowned and asked someone to call the internal historian of King Zhao. He pointed at Qin Yi and Wang Mang in the crowd and asked, "What's going on with those two people?"

The internal historian said respectfully, "Reporting to the princess, they are the relatives of the queen mother, and the queen mother has agreed to let them go to Zhao to assist the king."

Shen Zhao frowned and said nothing more.

The ghost lingers!

It's good for this guy to go with me, so that it will be convenient for me to kill him!

Shen Zhao felt much better as he thought about this.

However, the only regret about this trip is that I cannot be with my parents and brothers.

Song Qiao didn't come either. She and Zhang Shanyue went back to Dunhuang in the northwest.

Currently, Shen Zhao only has Tian Xiu and a few maids he just bought with him. They are all young, mostly around twelve or thirteen years old.

They went to the State of Zhao in a mighty procession of at least three to four thousand men, including the entire family of the King of Zhao's teacher, the Grand Tutor, the prime minister, the censor, the secretaries, the lieutenants, the imperial doctors, and many others.

Some of them brought their families, some did not. There was a huge crowd of them, most of them were guards, palace maids, eunuchs, craftsmen, embroiderers, etc.

Shen Zhao decorated the small bronze mirror into a necklace and wore it on his chest. He used a gold chain and inlaid gems all around it, making it look luxurious and gorgeous.

Now she can hear the messages inside and the audience's crazy screams without looking into the mirror.

Of course, this sound is only in her ears and cannot be heard by outsiders.

[Wow! Are you heading north? Why is there still snow on the road? ]

[The host is not going to Mongolia, is he? That is not a good place. ]

[The old emperor is too cruel. He actually conferred such a young son on the northernmost border. Isn't that the territory of Genghis Khan? ]

[What the hell Genghis Khan, his ancestors weren't even born at that time! ]

[When the anchor arrives in Mongolia, he will quickly build the Great Wall to expand his territory. We all support you! We will never give the barbarians any room to develop. ]

[What's the point of building the Great Wall? Why expand the territory if no one is there? ]

[That's right! Listen to me, sister. Let the people have children first. The more the better. After a dozen years, you can expand as much as you want! We support you!]

[Yes, yes! It would be best to expand eastward first and include the Koreans.]

Shen Zhao scratched his ears, picked up a small bronze mirror and took a look. He was surprised to see that there were already tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Then she saw some strange words, of all kinds.

Someone kindly translated it as follows: [Korean netizens: Why do you want to expand eastward? That is our country! ]

Someone then retorted:

[Bah! Did you have a country thousands of years ago? I guess you were all squatting in trees, right?]

[That's right! Host, when are you going to go to the east to see how many monkeys there are that haven't evolved well in Korea?]

(End of this chapter)