Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 384 Only sincerity can exchange for deep love

Everyone was dumbfounded.

So, the emperor was not angry and was fooled by Xia Jieyu?
Ah ah ah, he was promised to be wise and powerful, promised to be witty, and promised to be the majestic emperor!

How could the emperor be fooled like this!
The eyes of all the concubines were dull, in disbelief, indignant, and envious. They couldn't believe what they had just seen until they got on the carriage.

Concubine De was worried about Xia Baozheng.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, Sister Xia is too courageous!

Concubine Shu smiled and said, "Sister Xia is such a clever little girl!"

Liu Jieyu was so angry that her heart heaved and her eyes were about to bleed when she thought that the emperor had not even glanced at the colorful love rope she had carefully woven, but instead regarded a broken ribbon of Xia Jieyu's as a treasure.

She snorted coldly: "Xia Jieyu is really brave to fool the emperor by relying on his favor!"

Xia Baozheng glanced at her, raised her eyebrows and said: "Liu Jieyu, be careful. Your Majesty is so wise and powerful, how could you be fooled? His eyes are as bright as a torch, his talent is astounding, his knowledge is unparalleled, and he is unparalleled in the world. He must be a sight." Then I saw my sincerity.

It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to have sincerity. Only with sincerity can love be deep. This has been true in ancient and modern times! "

Xia Baozheng sighed and stepped onto the carriage.

Liu Jieyu: "..."

Ahhhh, who is the real one? She spent two nights weaving the love silk rope into a peanut.
This little summer fox’s broken hairband is so damn sincere!
Xia Jieyu was choked with blood on her face, and she was so angry that she almost tore the lotus silk handkerchief in her hand to pieces.

The Queen Mother's carriage arrived belatedly. When the emperor travels, the sky is filled with flags and umbrellas, and his retinue is winding for ten miles, and there are countless trains. The emperor is riding a horse, leading the splendid officials with flowers blooming on the ground, across the Fengtian Bridge, and all the way to the horse head of the Yanjiang Royal Road.

The people in the capital knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime event, so in order to see the emperor's face, they grabbed a good site with a wide view early.

Even if the armored gunmen drove the crowd to set up defenses, knotted ropes as a boundary, and stood like a city wall with one man turning his iron gun horizontally in three steps, preventing the people from coming forward, they could not stop the bustling crowds on both sides, which stretched for miles.

Xia Baozheng opened a corner of the curtain and looked at the bustling crowd. They saw bright and enthusiastic smiling faces, and she was in a good mood.

The flowers in the spring forest are so beautiful, the birds in spring are so charming, and the spring breeze is so sentimental, making my clothes flutter.

No matter when, no matter adults or children, whether they are dignitaries or ordinary people, they are all happy during the festival.

Worshiping ancestors, outings, and celebrations represent the continuance of life after life, and the expectation and yearning for a better life. This may be the meaning of these traditional festivals that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Xia Baozheng was watching the crowds of people around him with interest when suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, and the team that was moving forward slowly was forced to stop.

But it turned out that someone had passed through the armored city wall and blocked the front of the team.

A rugged and majestic one-eyed man said with a voice like a bell: "Three years ago today, grain and grass in the northwest were stolen, Ximen Pass was defeated, and thousands of soldiers were buried in the Western Wilderness.

Three years have passed, and the mastermind of the grain and grass theft has not yet been brought to justice. The soldiers still die with their eyes open!

The corpses of thousands of soldiers are still cold, but the emperor is prosperous and celebrating grandly. How can he cope with the thousands of soldiers who died in vain, and how can he cope with the thousands of family members who have lost their fathers, brothers and husbands!
Today, in front of the people throughout the process, I also ask the emperor to give an explanation to the thousands of soldiers who died in vain, and to give an explanation to the thousands of family members who have lost their loved ones!
If the emperor does not give an explanation, the civilians will be bloodied on the spot to comfort thousands of soldiers!"