On this day, after the 800 dukes sent their daughters into the palace to beg for the king's favor, an even more explosive news spread from the harem.
Emperor Xin's decree to propose marriage to the Holy Mother Temple swept through the entire capital like a storm.
That afternoon, Grand Preceptor Wen, Prime Minister Bigan, King Wucheng, and other important officials gathered in the palace to discuss countermeasures.
What was even more exaggerated was that the vassals and retainers who were sending their daughters into the palace were already waiting in the square outside the hall, their hearts trembling.
Within the Royal Palace…Although Di Xin still didn't attend court, Grand Preceptor Wen and the others were frowning, unable to calm down for a long time after receiving Wang Ling's message from the harem.
"Grand Preceptor, Prime Minister, what should we do?”
"Two years ago, on the birthday of the Holy Mother, the king wrote a poem to blaspheme the Holy Mother of our human race. Fortunately, the Holy Mother did not care and brought disaster to our Great Shang.”
"Now, the king actually plans to go to the Holy Mother Temple to propose marriage. This... It will definitely bring endless disaster to my Tang Jiangshan.”
An old official said bitterly.
"That's right. The king has taken in so many concubines in the past two years. He should have stopped for a while. Now, he's blaspheming the gods again. This is simply..."
"Moreover, the various dukes have already sent so many women into the palace, but the king is still not satisfied. What exactly does he want to do?”
"That's right. The capital is now covered in dark clouds and thunder is rolling. This must be a sign of angering the gods.”
The ministers discussed animatedly, their faces filled with worry.
As for Grand Preceptor Wen and Prime Minister Bi Gan, who were temporarily in charge of the government, their expressions were also extremely ugly.
If Di Xin had only broken the rules of the harem by taking in hundreds of daughters at once, it would have been fine.
But now, going to the Goddess Temple to propose marriage was simply pushing the dynasty into the fire pit.
After all, Di Xin had blasphemed the Holy Mother of the Human Race two years ago.
And now, he was going to marry a disciple of Empress Nüwa.
He couldn't do this even if he was courting death.
At this moment.
Voices of opposition rose and fell in the court.
Even Fei Zhong and You Hun, these two treacherous officials, broke out in cold sweat.
"Enough. Since everyone is against it, this old man will enter the harem to meet the king today no matter what.”
"Men, bring me the golden whip that the late king bestowed upon me.”
Grand Preceptor Wen took a deep breath.
However, Di Xin had indeed gone too far.
"Grand Preceptor, this old man will go with you. Even if the king punishes me, I will bear the burden with you.”
At this moment, Prime Minister Bi Gan also stood out.
"This old minister is also willing to face it together with the Prime Minister and the Grand Preceptor.”
"I'll go too."
Very soon, the loyal officials stood out one after another, their eyes filled with the unflinching look of death.
However, it was also at this moment that the guard's voice resounded throughout the entire palace.
"The king has arrived…"
As the voice rang out.
In an instant, Di Xin walked into the palace hall, escorted by palace maids and guards.
Not only that.
Accompanying Di Xin was a peerless beauty. She was dressed in a colorful robe and looked as beautiful as a fairy from heaven.
It was obvious that this woman was Jin Ning.
She revealed the heavenly secrets, and heaven's punishment hung over her head.
Before they married, they had to stay by Di Xin's side.
Therefore, she could only follow Di Xin closely.
As for why Di Xin appeared at this time, the reason was simple.
He had once written a poem to blaspheme Nuwa, which was already a treasonous act.
Now, after two years, he once again proposed to go to the Holy Mother Temple to propose marriage to the Holy Mother's personal disciple.
This was undoubtedly blasphemy and provocation.
Therefore, even if he had already sent out Wang Ling, Di Xin was certain that these guys would definitely object.
Therefore, he had to step forward.
At this moment.
As Di Xin sat on the throne, the officials below also kowtowed.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Yes, dear ministers, please rise."
Di Xin nodded and gestured for the officials to stand up.
Then, he paused for a moment and spoke again.
"Just now, I heard that you had some objections to my marriage proposal at the Holy Mother Temple?”
"Speak and see. Why is this?”
Di Xin said with a smile.
"Great King…"
"I think that the direct disciple of the Holy Mother is an immortal or a holy daughter. Although the King is a human king, there is a difference between immortals and mortals.”
"Moreover, the eight hundred vassals have already sent their daughters into the palace. Although they are mortal women, they can still continue the Tang bloodline for the king. Therefore, why would the king anger the Holy Mother?”
Suddenly, an old official stepped forward.
"Yes, my king."
"Back then on the day of the Empress 'birthday, you wrote a poem that profaned her. The Empress did not even anger our Great Shang. If I go now, I'm afraid I will really anger the Empress.”
"Please reconsider, Your Majesty. If Your Majesty gives up, we will no longer stop Your Majesty from taking concubines. Even if Your Majesty imitates the three thousand concubines of the Human Emperor Xuanyuan, we will no longer have any objections.”
At this moment, many officials in the palace stepped forward to speak.
As for Di Xin, a meaningful smile appeared on his face after hearing these words.
He didn't even forget to look at Jin Ning.
When the latter saw Di Xin's gaze, he felt uneasy.
After all, if Di Xin married her, he would be risking offending all the officials.
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