After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Chapter 5.2: pattern imperial robe. He was sitting crookedly, and hangings on top of his head swayed to and fro, tinkling loudly.

The one standing in front of him was an old minister around his 50s or 60s. A look at his court uniform told him that he was second-ranked, a whole rank higher than Jiang Suizhou.

When he saw Jiang Suizhou coming, the old minister turned his head and nodded at him, as a greeting.

“Your Highness King Jing has come early today,” he said with a light smile.

As he turned around, Jiang Suizhou read the writing on his court tablet.

Minister of Rites, Ji You; he was Jiang Suizhou’s immediate boss.

He was detached and amicable, so he was probably not close to King Jing. Jiang Suizhou smiled in response, also nodded at him and greeted him good morning.

Ji You glanced around and found that the surroundings were quiet. There wasn’t anyone nearby, so he whispered, “Your Highness has suffered from an injustice. Just bear it, and it will pass.”

After saying that, he nodded at Jiang Suizhou with goodwill and then turned around once more.

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

…However, he soon understood what Ji You meant.

When the hour arrived, the morning sun jumped on the glorious golden glazed roof, the drums sounded outside the Zhengyang Hall, followed by the eunuchs singing loudly.

History’s most famous fatuous and self-indulgent ruler, South Jing’s Emperor, Emperor Jing You, His Majesty Jiang Shunheng, has arrived.

In the thousands of years of history, there were few who could be dubbed “You” by posterity. After all, most emperors rendered great service. It was ultimately rare to have muddle-headed ones whom the later generations would take their posthumous titles to point at their noises and ridicule.

Jiang Shunheng and his father, whose posthumous title was “Ling”, accounted for two.

Jiang Suizhou followed the civil and military officials with the salute, then looked up to the throne.

He only saw a puffy fat man in his thirties sitting in the middle of the throne. He was wrapped in a twelve-chapter pattern imperial robe. He was sitting crookedly, and hangings on top of his head swayed to and fro, tinkling loudly.

Before Jiang Suizhou could take a closer look, he locked eyes with the latter.

The fat man’s small eyes patrolled the courtiers, then precisely found Jiang Suizhou. All at once, he revealed a look that harbored evil designs, yet with an extremely joyful glow.

Jiang Suizhou’s heart thumped.

As expected, the next moment, the Emperor of Jing spoke.

“Fifth brother, I gave you that beautiful concubine, did you enjoy him well last night?”

He asked in a deliberately ambiguous measured cadence, and half of the court ministers laughed along with him. The original solemn atmosphere of the court hall suddenly became ludicrous.

Jiang Suizhou gritted his teeth.

The five-day dynasty will not be used to deliberate, was wrecked into this way, not blame the history books scold you faint king, not blame you Jing dynasty died.

The Great Court Assembly held once every five days was not used for discussion, but was wrecked into this state. He shouldn’t blame history books for calling him a fatuous and self-indulgent ruler, or the fall of the Jing Dynasty under his rule.

However, from that sentence, Jiang Suizhou pinpointed a different undertone.

The Emperor of Jing arrived, harboring evil intentions, and the courtiers either followed suit, or looked unsightly and kept their mouths shut. It was obvious that the original owner wasn’t popular in the court. The matter of the emperor giving him a concubine was also killing two birds with one stone, humiliating him on both.

Hence, he naturally couldn’t show happiness.

With this thought, Jiang Suizhou gritted his teeth and showed a humiliated look, as if reluctant to mention yesterday’s incident. “This younger brother thanks Brother Emperor for your reward.”

The Emperor of Jing laughed uproariously.

“No thanks, no thanks! Hey, I heard that yesterday, you did not come out of his room all night?” He said.

Jiang Suizhou, “…”

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This fatuous emperor hasn’t had enough yet.

As expected, there were indeed spies of the latter in his house. Moreover, the latter also did not hide it in the slightest and said so openly.

…In all likelihood, it isn’t that this fatuous ruler is frank and righteous, but is indeed dim-witted.

Jiang Suizhou slandered silently, but his expression matched his words, with traces of embarrassment.

When the latter saw his appearance, he really became more excited.

“When you got up early in the morning, did you call for a doctor? Fifth Brother, you should take care of your health. You were born with this ailment, so how can you stand the torment?” ƒreewebɳovel.com

After speaking, he also greeted a certain official in the front row, “Uncle, did you see? My fifth brother’s face is so white that I can see the dark circles under his eyes from afar! Last night, there must have been a lot of tossing and turning. Hahahahaha!”

Hearing this title, the minister he addressed was definitely Pang Shao.

Pang Shao was the brother of Empress Dowager Pang, and he has the official rank of Grand Minister over the Masses. According to historical records, he was restrained in the previous dynasty. After Jiang Shunheng ascended to the throne, he revealed his true form and only focused on seizing power by hoarding money. For Jiang Shunheng, he was a connivance. For Jiang Shunheng, it was all but connivance and flattery.

Therefore, the empress also liked this uncle very much.

Seriously, upon hearing the Emperor of Jing’s words, a low, muffled laughter came from the front row of officials. There was no comment, nor the slightest intention of admonishing him to restrain himself.

Jiang Suizhou even heard dashes of pleasure in his laughter.

It immediately became clear to him.

It turned out that not only did he have an ancestor who was going to kill him sooner or later, but he was also in a tight spot in the court.

No matter how bitter Jiang Suizhou was deep inside, he no longer wanted to dwell on it.

He stood there and listened indifferently to the emperor’s wanton mocking and sarcasm, responding now and then. The more he talked, the more excited he became. It was obvious that he had exhausted his pitiful brain to come up with this wonderful marriage, waiting for this day.

Jiang Suizhou was too lazy to retort and let him kick up a fuss.

Just then, there were a few faint, throat-clearing sounds coming from the front row of officials. The Emperor paused and immediately looked in that direction.

Then, he immediately showed a look of understanding and laughed out loud some more.

“Fifth Brother, I have thought about it yesterday,” he said.

Jiang Suizhou raised his head and saw him narrowing those small eyes and smiling maliciously at him.

“The father of that Madam Huo in your house, wasn’t he the Marquis of Dingbei Marquis of our Great Jing back then? After all the ups and downs, we’ve become a family again. Our Great Jing is also considered Madam Huo’s maternal family,” he said.

“In that case, the rule of visiting the bride’s home after three days can not be abolished. I’ve decided. After three days, bring Madam Huo to the palace to return to his maternal home. What do you think?”