After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

When Jiang Suizhou and his party left, the courtyard became completely silent.

Huo Wujiu sat up, drew the wheelchair closer, supported the edge of the bed with a little force, and moved himself onto the wheelchair.

He quietly gathered his hair, tied it neatly behind his head, and looked out the window.

It's dawn.

He has always been very adaptable. When he was in Yangguan, he could tolerate the sand and dust in the north, and was able to ride horses happily in the Gobi Desert; when his father raised his army, he could quickly adapt to the years of war and learn how to get rid of the blood from the dead mountain. Climb out, lead your subordinates, and be a sufficiently qualified general.

Now, in a very short time, he has learned how to live with a pair of completely useless legs, and how to use soldiers to block and cover when he is alone in an enemy camp.

The sun outside the window gradually rises, and the light falls on the ground through the window, and with the rising sun, it advances in the direction of Huo Wujiu little by little.

When the light was about to cover the edge of the wheelchair, a knock on the door rang.

Huo Wujiu looked in the direction of the door and sank without a trace.

He knows that if he wants any answers, now is a good opportunity.

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Jiang Suizhou didn't know what nasty thoughts Meng Qianshan had secretly behind him. He closed his eyes, did not feel sleepy, and contemplated the great meeting for a while.

At the great court meeting, not only did the officials make the hajj, they also had to discuss matters in the court. But... but looking at the professional level of the Queen of Nanjing recorded in the history books, you can probably guess that his courtroom may not be able to discuss business matters.

What Jiang Suizhou was worried about was his identity.

After all, the documentary record of the Jing Wang he is now is pitiful, and there are not even a few words in total.

The only surviving younger brother, the sick child who died young. Now, one more can be added, which is a broken sleeve.

It was almost blank. Therefore, he didn't even know where he was currently an official, let alone who the original owner knew, what kind of friendship he had, and how to deal with it.

What's more worrying is that he only married the world-renowned General Huo home yesterday, and he will surely become the target of public criticism today.

Facts have proved that his worry is extremely accurate.

I don’t know that there is still a way to solve the official position. After all, as soon as he changed into the official robes, Jiang Suizhou knew what the official residence was; and when Meng Qianshan brought him the Yahu, he would know where he should stand when he went to court for a while.

The major he has learned is too counterparty, which allows him to take advantage of the journey.

However, the major he studied couldn't tell him how to face the all kinds of strange eyes of civil and military officials.

Since he got off the sedan chair and entered Kaiyangmen, when the officials around him increased, he hadn't stopped looking at all kinds of things. One or two people can just look at him, but almost everyone has to look at him, Jiang Suizhou will inevitably be a little bit arrogant.

Those gazes are gloating, hating and disgusting, and grieving, eager to talk.

There was even a courageous official who came to Jiang Suizhou's side, touched him with his shoulder, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness Jing was exhausted last night? Yanfu is not shallow, really Yanfu is not shallow!"

Look at his official uniform, from the third grade, not a high official.

Although he is not high in his official position, he is just leading a slack in the ceremonial department, but he is also a first-class prince. If he dares to be so strange with his own yin and yang, there must be someone behind him.

The treacherous minister Pang Shao, who is familiar with the history books, is in this dynasty.

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him lightly, but didn't make a difference.

His cold and arrogant eyes had always been extremely deterrent. At this time, he gave two warnings, and immediately taught the official to be frightened. The smirking and wretched smile on his face was also embarrassed and put away.

Jiang Suizhou stopped looking at him, speeded up his pace, and walked away from him.

His appearance somewhat shocked some people, and taught him how to enter the imperial court in the second half of the journey, making his walk a lot smoother.

It also made him free up energy and saw something nearby.

Before Jing Chao fled south, the capital was in Yecheng. Three years ago, Huo Wujiao led Liang Jun to enter the capital. The previous emperor Jing Lingdi hurriedly fled south with his family and hundreds of officials, and died of illness halfway through the road. The current postmaster Jiang Shunheng hurriedly fled to Yuhang and changed his name to Lin'an, where it became the new capital.

Now that the capital has been built here only three years ago, the palace has been hurriedly built.

The imperial palace was constructed in a rough way and the planning was chaotic. At first glance, it was the result of hurried work. According to historical records, after the lord fled to Lin'an, he insisted that there was no imperial palace and would not be the emperor, which forced Nanjing to hurriedly build the imperial city within half a year.

Although rough, the cost is not small. Along the way, the entire imperial city was magnificent and extremely luxurious. At first glance, a large sum of gold and silver was spent.

Jiang Suizhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The records of the ridiculous actions of the Nanjing Queen in the history books are not biased at all.

When he walked all the way up the long white marble steps in front of Guangyuan Hall, he saw that many courtiers had already stood inside. Because they studied historical materials in school, everything was fine, so Jiang Suizhou didn't have too much trouble finding his place and stood there.

Standing obliquely in front of him was an old minister who looked up at his 50s and 60s. He looked at the court clothes, the second rank, which was a whole rank higher than Jiang Suizhou.

Seeing Jiang Suizhou coming, the old official turned his head and nodded at him, Quandang said hello.

"His Royal Highness Jing came early today." He smiled lightly.

As he turned around, Jiang Suizhou saw the handwriting on his teeth.

The Book of Rites, Ji You, is Jiang Suizhou's immediate boss.

His expression is alienated and friendly, and it seems that he is not close to King Jing. Hearing this, Jiang Suizhou nodded at him, saying early.

Ji You looked at the side and found that the surroundings were quiet and there were no people, so he whispered: "Your Royal Highness suffers some grievances, and forbearance passed."

After speaking, he rushed towards Jiang Suizhou and nodded kindly, and then turned back.

Jiang Suizhou didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, so he responded and ended the conversation with him.

…But soon, he understood what Ji You meant.

When the hour came, the great morning sun leaped onto the golden glazed roof. Drums sounded outside the Zhengyang Hall, followed by the eunuch's singing and shouting.

In the history, the famous Unknown Monarch, the Queen of Nanjing, and the Emperor of Jingyou Jiang Shunheng came.

With a history of several thousand years, not many can be dubbed "Secluded" by posterity. After all, most of the emperors have merits and deeds, and it is rare for them to be able to faint so that future generations can use their posthumous names to point to their noses.

Jiang Shunheng and his father, whose posthumous name is "Ling", accounted for two.

Jiang Suizhou followed the hundreds of civil and military officials as soon as he walked with him, then looked up at the dragon chair.

Sitting in the dragon chair was a fat, puffy man in his 30s. He was wrapped in a black dragon robe with a twelve-chapter pattern, sitting crookedly, and the hanging on top of his head was dangling and clinking.

Before Jiang Suizhou could take a closer look, he and the latter met his gaze.

The fat man patrolled the courtiers with a pair of small eyes, and then accurately found Jiang Suizhou, and immediately revealed a light of evil intentions but extremely joy.

Jiang Suizhou groaned in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, King Queen spoke up.

"Fifth brother, I gave you that beautiful concubine. Did you enjoy it last night?"

He asked with a circumflex, yin and yang, and half of the ministers laughed. The atmosphere of the originally solemn court suddenly became absurd.

Jiang Suizhou gritted his teeth.

The five-day Dachao will not be used to discuss matters, and be scouted into such an appearance, do not blame the history books for scolding you to faint the emperor, do not blame your Jingchao for subjugation.

However, from this sentence, Jiang Suizhou tasted something different.

The Lord Jinghou came here unkindly. The courtiers either followed up with a booze, or looked ugly and didn't say a word. At first glance, they knew that the original Lord was not pleasing in the court. The matter of the Lord Jinghou's concubine is also killing two birds with one stone. Humiliated both.

Then, naturally he can't show happiness anymore.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou gritted his teeth and showed a two-pointed expression of humiliation, as if he didn't want to mention yesterday's events: "The minister should thank the emperor for the reward."

After the scene, the lord laughed loudly.

"No thanks, no thanks! Hey, I heard that you did not come out of his room overnight?" He said.

Jiang Suizhou:...

This faint monarch is not over yet.

Unsurprisingly, he did have the eyeliner of the queen in his mansion. Moreover, the master did not hide it in the slightest, and said it grandiosely.

…Presumably, it is not that he is upright and bright, but that this faint lord is really thoughtless.

Jiang Suizhou slandered, his face matched his words, showing a somewhat awkward look.

Looking at his appearance, the postmaster really got even more enthusiasm.

"When I got up early in the morning, I still passed on the doctor? Five brothers, you still have to pay attention to your body. How can you withstand the toss of the illness that comes out of your mother's womb?"

As he said, he still greeted someone in the front row of the officials: "Uncle, did you see? My fifth brother's complexion, but pale, I saw his dark circles from far away! Last night, for sure. No less tossing, hahahaha!"

Listening to this title, the minister he greeted must be Pang Shao.

That Pang Shao is the elder brother of the Empress Dowager Pang, who worships Da Situ. According to historical records, he was still constrained in the previous dynasty. After Jiang Shunheng was crowned the throne, he would show his true shape. He only used money to seize power. For Jiang Shunheng, he was conniving and pleased by one person.

Therefore, King Queen also liked this uncle very much.

Sure enough, after hearing what King King said, there were a few low, low laughs from the front row of the officials.

Jiang Suizhou even heard a bit of joy in his laughter.

He gradually became clear.

It turns out that not only is there an ancestor in his family who will kill him sooner or later, but he is also in a very bad situation above the court.

He doesn't want to repeat how hard Jiang Suizhou feels in his heart.

He stood there, listening indifferently to the queen's wanton mocking and sarcasm, responding from time to time. The more he talked, the more excited he became. At a glance, he knew that he had exhausted his pitiful little brain to come up with this wonderful marriage, and he was waiting for this day.

Jiang Suizhou was too lazy to refute and let him make trouble.

At this moment, several faint, clear voices came from the front row of the officials. After the Lord paused, he immediately looked in that direction.

Then, he immediately showed a look of understanding and laughed a few times.

"Fifth brother, I thought about it yesterday." He said.

Jiang Suizhou raised his head, and saw the queen squinting his small eyes and looking at him with an evil smile.

"The father of Mrs. Huo in your house, wasn't Dingbeihou of our Dajing back then? Now he goes around and is a family again. Our Dajing is also Madam Huo's natal family." He said.

"In that case, the rule of returning to the door in three days can't be abolished. I will be the master. Three days later, you will come to the palace with Madam Huo to return to the door, how about?"

The author has something to say:

"Lord Lord" can be regarded as the name for the king of the subjugated nation in history, because it was written from the perspective of Teacher Jiang, so most of the time in the article I called him this way!

It's similar to calling Li Yu the Queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but our Queen King is different from him. He doesn't write poems. He is just a big faint king who hates him and has no head!