Chapter 112 State Banquet 2
Wang Feng sat very high in front of him. He watched Bei Miaomiao dance in front of him and felt very proud when he heard Zhou Yihao's words in the previous first. Sure enough, Zhou Yihao pointed Wang Feng, and the young officials beside him looked jealous.
Beiyao was a little angry at first, but he came to negotiate peace this time. As long as Qin agreed to the marriage, nothing would be said. Besides, Wang Feng is a handsome man and a former top scholar. It is also good to be with his sister.
"How about the eldest prince marrying the princess to the imperial censor Wang? This is the youngest and most promising important official in the Qin Dynasty."
"Since it is naturally suitable to be elected by Emperor Qin. However, it is a pity that the emperor's sister was unable to serve the emperor and could not enter the palace."
"I have just ascended the throne and have been busy with political affairs all day long, and I am afraid of neglecting the princess. It is really a pity."
Su Qing kept pricking up his ears and listening to the words in front of him. When he heard the conversation between the two, he felt that the people in power were so nonsense. Even though he had already agreed on something, he had to say it again.
Alas, but Bei Miaomiao is also pitiful. So what about the princess? She has to agree if she doesn't want to marry, and people who don't want to marry have no right to object. At this time, Bei Miaomiao was still changing clothes in the room, not knowing that her fate had long been decided by her brother. She was still immersed in the joy of seeing the King of Qin and the annoyance that she did not jump out of her true level.
"The emperor is serious. Gu has always envied you, the emperor. With such a beautiful woman, all the women in the world are also overshadowed. Since the emperor has made a good marriage, Gu is not polite, so he should also seek a marriage from the emperor."
When Wang Qiaoqiao heard Beiyao praise him, she looked happy and turned her head slightly to look at Zhou Yihao beside her, and then returned to her dignified appearance, but she was a little dead.
Zhou Yihao remained calm and spoke indifferently, "I wonder who the eldest prince is interested in?"
"To be honest, I'm interested in an artist in the market. I also asked the emperor to give this woman to me."
"Oh? That is a folk woman, I'm afraid I don't have the right to give the people to the eldest prince."
"Emperor Qin was joking. The entire Qin State belongs to you, so is women. Is it just a puny girl to me? Is the Emperor Qin willing? I have to doubt the sincerity of Qin State's alliance with our northern country."
"The Qin Dynasty never belongs to me, but to all the people of the Qin Dynasty. How can I give the master of the Qin Dynasty to others at will?"
"After all the time, Emperor Qin just doesn't want to?"
Wang Qiaoqiao was shocked when she heard this, thinking that she had already agreed to the agreement, why did the two suddenly fight? Didn’t they talk about the fact that the prince of the North Country wanted to marry?
She thought for a while and said, "The eldest prince is powerful and strong, and is more than enough to match any woman. Since we two countries want to marry, this girl must not be decided casually. It is better for the eldest prince to move to the back hall and meet all the noble girls. Only these beautiful girls in heaven can accompany the identity of the eldest prince."
When Su Qing heard Wang Qiaoqiao say this, observing the reactions of the girls beside her, she knew that Wang Qiaoqiao was angering the public. However, Wang Qiaoqiao was calm and composed, as if she did not hear the low voices and the dissatisfaction of the women.
These women are dressed up in a colorful manner, and she knows what they want to do. She has not yet won the emperor's heart, so how can she allow these women to covet them?
Zhou Yihao glanced at Wang Qiaoqiao calmly. Wang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt like she was frozen all over, and she couldn't make any steady expression even if she didn't dare to move.
Wang Qiaoqiao knew that he was angry.
Beiyao smiled and stood up, "That's right, let's see how these noble girls are better than those folk artists?"
When the girls heard him say this, they were both angry and afraid. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the eldest prince of the northern country.
-------------------
Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time.
Chapter completed!