"General Zhao, our Lord is afraid that the welcome gift from the court is too generous and the fortress cannot afford to return the gift so she took her brothers out to the sea a few days ago to search for treasures!" Yuan Shu scratched her head and rubbed her hands and a look of embarrassment spread across her cheerful face. " General Zhao, we are not the only one who knows how delicate His Highness is. We coarse people know that His Highness is pampered and accustomed to enjoy the blessings. Don't worry, the Lord has always been a good -tempered and will treat His Highness well when she gets married.
Looking at the 'five big' and 'three thick' Yuan Shu's dainty festive face, the two suddenly understood where the great red of Anle Zhai came from; this female bandit who had emerged from the nooks and crannies had no idea what the Prince Consort of the Eastern Palace represented and thought that their marriage to the Prince was nailed down.
[In ancient times the "big five" refers to "big hands, big feet, big ears, shoulder width and fat hips" and the "three thick" refers to 'thick waist, thick legs, and thick neck '.]
"Second Master Yuan Shu!" Fan Wen Chao shouted with a frown, glancing at the silver glowing sword behind Yuan Shu's back, suppressing the chill in his heart and speaking with a straight face, "His Majesty has said that the Crown Prince 's consortship has a bearing on the throne of the country, so it is difficult to make a decision now. Since Lord Ren does not wish to be a side concubine in the Eastern Palace, His Majesty will not force her to do so, and will certainly compensate her."
He was very clever in using the position of a side concubine to promote Ren Anle, but even if he had the guts to do so, he wouldn't have dared to say what the Old Gong Jizhe had said in the courtroom about giving Ren Anle the position of a re Ren in the Eastern Palace.
"Oh? Rejected?"
Fan Wen Chao almost stared wide eyed at the fierce female bandit across from him as she uttered those words, and when he saw her carelessly fumbling for the large sword on her back, his pupils narrowed fiercely.
"That doesn't matter. His Majesty must have made our great master an official, with our master's talent and looks, it is only a matter of time before she joins the Eastern Palace," Yuan Shu laughed and casually flicked her greatsword with a clear, crisp sound as she cupped her first toeards Fan Wen Chao and said. "Lord Fan, our master has not yet returned from her long journey, but His Majesty has bestowed an imperial decree on her, so we barbarians must not be neglected. Why don't I accept the decree? Someone, set the table and burn incense!"
Without waiting for Fan Wen Chao's reply, she waved her hands behind her and immediately a few men appeared between the two sides carrying a wooden table. Yuan Shu and the men from Anle Zhai leapt down from their horses and knelt respectfully on the ground, smiling at Fan Wen Chao and General Zhao, who were a little distracted and said, "You two lordship, declare the decree."
The two men, who were completely led by Yuan Shu's brutal attitude, looked at each other and secretly exchanged glances, forgetting that it was a joke to be argue with this bandit leader about manners. As long as Ren Anle was willing to go to the capital and willingly hand over 30,000 sailors, it would not be a big deal to tolerate the rest.
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