Fei Hong's method is also the most constructive method at present. At least it can solve the dilemma. No one in the officials in this hall objected, and now there seems to be only one problem left...

Is this Qiqige, as the daughter of the Tatar Khan, really willing to rely on the court and divide her father's tribes for the court?

Most of the Ming officials who could stand here were smart people in the court. When they thought of this, Zhu Houzhao thought of it, and then said, "Qiqi Geqing's family, come out and talk."

Her tone was obviously much softer, and Zhu Houzhao even thought that if this happened, she would be my brother-in-law.

Qiqige has been standing quietly in the hall. In fact, she could only understand the competition just now, but when she saw countless people frowning and thought Ye Chunqiu could not answer, Ye Chunqiu's answer blurted out, and she couldn't help but feel shocked!

She is from the Golden Family, and has received much higher education than ordinary Tatars. She even has a specialized teacher in Sinology, so she also has some understanding of the situation in the Ming Dynasty. At this time, her mind became complicated.

To a certain extent, she is not like those men, she is brave and fierce. She would rather her own tribe members be able to trade with the Ming Dynasty, so that they can fill everyone's stomachs and let everyone live a stable life. She has seen the prosperity of Qinglong in person and believes that this is indeed a way out.

What's more, the new army of Zhenguo has wiped out 30,000 Tatar cavalry, and the combat power it showed is very good. Now that a large number of Han people are out of seclusion, if this continues, the Tatars are blindly confronting each other, is it not necessarily a good difference?

Of course, Qiqige knew the ambitions of his father Khan, and he knew that the Tatar Iron Cavalry might not be defeated, so he hesitated.

She admires Ye Chunqiu very much, but thinking of doing so would be like completely drawing a line with her father Khan!

But today, no matter how conflicted such a choice is, she must give an answer.

At this time, Qiqige left the class and bowed to Zhu Houzhao, "I am here."

Zhu Houzhao looked at her, her expression seemed easy-going, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Did you hear what you said just now? I want to give you a wife, but I don't know if you dare to answer."

Qiqige smiled and said, "I will tell you frankly. This is the emperor's destiny. If I refuse to accept it, I will be ashamed of Your Majesty's kindness. Besides, there are many Tatars in Qinglong and the capital. Some of them are dependent on the Ming Dynasty, and some are captured. If my daughter can care about them as a wife, what's wrong?"

Speaking of this, she smiled sweetly, with a bright smile on her face, and then said, "War is your man's business. I should have been a prisoner. Now that I have received the generous gift from His Majesty, I am already grateful. Why is there any reason to refuse to accept it? Your Majesty gave me a wife, so I passed the Ye family's door according to the Han etiquette. At that time, who would look down on me or the master of my family? Should you call me that?"

Uh... Zhu Houzhao was also confused and asked the eunuchs on both sides: "Is that the name?"

The eunuch cleared his throat: "The wife calls her husband, and the concubine... seems to be called her master."

Zhu Houzhao said, "I'll call you my husband together, this is what I mean."

Qiqige smiled again. Although she grew up outside the pass since childhood, she was dignified and polite. Although she spoke in a way that made the monarchs and ministers in the dynasty feel a little different from the ladies of the family, her behavior was impeccable, giving people a decent feeling.

"Thank you, your Majesty, or everyone looks down on my husband. You will definitely invite everyone to drink a glass of water and wine. From then on, I will concentrate on taking care of my husband's daily life, and at the same time, I will also take care of those fellow tribes who are living in the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but smile. He naturally understood what Qiqige meant. For the Tatars, Ye Chunqiu sang a white face, while Qiqige sang a white face.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say, "It's really a match made by heaven. OK, this is how it's decided."

Qiqige hurriedly thanked him and secretly looked at Ye Chunqiu. She felt that Ye Chunqiu was a little different from other men. What was the difference, but now, she suddenly seemed to understand that Ye Chunqiu also had passion when he was in the desert. This was the basic quality of the so-called real man in the mind of the Tatars. But sometimes, this passion did not burst out like those reckless men, like an extremely sharp sword, but it always covered its sharpness. However, when the sword appeared in the sky, it suddenly shone brightly.

Now Ye Chunqiu has covered his sharpness. Many times, even if he shines, he will try his best to put himself in an inconspicuous position, just pursing his lips, chuckling, standing on one side, and rather handing the stage to anyone.

This matter was completely over, and the king and his ministers were in a good mood. At noon, they were going to worship the ancestral temple. Zhu Houzhao led all officials and envoys to worship the ancestral temple first, and then went to the Altar of Sheji to worship.

Zhu Houzhao was in a very happy mood, but after one day, she was still a little tired, so she left the court and gave up.

Ye Chunqiu was about to leave with the torrent. He was originally sandwiched among the officials and did not want to attract attention. Unexpectedly, Qiqiu had no rules at all. He stepped into the front team and grabbed Ye Chunqiu's arm. This image seemed a bit bad.

Ye Chunqiu is a Duke of the Kingdom and has a noble status. Since before the envoys and the cabinet masters, Qiqige suddenly came here, which immediately attracted people's attention. The people behind him stopped and stretched their necks to see. The several cabinet masters and Duke in front also noticed the movement behind him and came back.

It doesn’t matter to others, but when Wang Hua’s eyes fell on Ye Chunqiu, Ye Chunqiu felt uncomfortable.

In the Emperor's Hall, women have fewer opportunities to meet, and like Qiqige... Well, respecting the customs and habits of ethnic minorities seems to make your conscience more comfortable, so let her go.

Even though he thought so, Ye Chunqiu was careless. Qiqige's "big and open-minded" could not seem stingy, but the words "little kiss" and "little Guaiguai" could not be said. Although he looked calm, the corners of his eyes could not help but fly around, and the corners of his eyes were slightly stolen and intertwined with the faces of many moral gentlemen.

Will they... treat me as the "son-in-law" for marriage? There should be many people who are worried about me. But...
Chapter completed!