Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 46 I don't want to, but I can't

When receiving Emperor Qian's order, Su Qixiu was in her room, adding charm to Ji Qiu's painting.

After post-processing, the white-clothed monk's eyes are full of energy at this time, and he is already lifelike, just like a real person.

Just when she stopped writing and wanted to rest for a while, Su Qixiu saw a maid approaching, and said respectfully:
"Your Highness, His Majesty wants to see you."

Seeing the leaning maid in the green skirt, Su Qixiu's beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

Her good father wants to summon her, and what he does is nothing more than bestowing marriage to the son of Zhenbeihou.

But living in this deep palace since she was a child, Su Qixiu has seen too many concubines and court ladies who couldn't get what they asked for, and finally had to die in depression.

That son of the Marquis of Zhenbei, he has never met him before, and he has no emotional basis at all, so how could it be possible to produce good results?

What's more, I heard that this son is usually a rich man, a well-known playboy among the rich and powerful in Qiandu.

If it weren't for his father's illustrious military exploits, he would have been decapitated long ago, so he wouldn't be happy today.

In matters of marriage, although they all advocate the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, but Su Qixiu was born in this Suqian royal family, if it hadn't been for the fact that her background has become more and more conspicuous in recent years, she would not have attracted the attention of the Qianhuang emperor at all.

The father-daughter relationship between the two was extremely weak, so how could she be willing to marry someone she had never met before?
"I know, I'll go now."

"You go down first."

Su Qixiu carefully put away the painting, then her face was calm and her tone was cold.

After the maid retreated, she tidied up her clothes, and then went to meet Emperor Qian in a dignified manner.

Dagan Palace, Xuanwu Palace.

Having ascended the throne for 17 years, the middle-aged Emperor Qian looked at his daughter with the most royal demeanor among all the princesses in front of him, with a complicated expression on his face.

Whenever he looked at the daughter in front of him, he would think of the child's deceased mother and concubine.

The looks of the two are so similar that they are almost carved out of the same mold.

So when Su Qixiu grew up, he didn't give in to her less. Even if she didn't want to marry and kept pushing back to give her a marriage, he didn't criticize her too harshly, but chose to let her go.

However, Emperor Qian could not accept that his daughter would choose a monk.

So today, she must accept her own will.

Emperor Qian has already made up his mind, so he will not let this child continue to mess around.

"I heard that you went to the Xuankong Temple again recently to burn incense and worship Buddha?"

Holding up a scroll of memorial, Emperor Qian's tone was a bit majestic.

"Report to Father, yes."

Su Qixiu replied sternly.

"Then what do you think about the marriage I told you about last time?"

Hearing the words of the girl in red who cherished words like gold, Emperor Qian didn't care, he was used to it, so he continued to ask.

"Didn't the father say that the matter of marriage should be decided by the minister himself?"

"As the saying goes, you are not joking. Could it be that the father and the emperor have the territory of the world, but they still have to repent with their own children?"

The woman stood under her head, and when she heard Emperor Qian's words, she immediately asked back.

The sharpness of his words made Emperor Qian feel suffocated immediately.

He had really said such a thing before, but it was already several years ago.

And when he was in a good mood, he happened to meet Su Qixiu's face that resembled her mother's concubine, and then he accidentally blurted out the promise, at this moment, it is naturally impossible to count.

Unexpectedly, the child proposed to refute him at this time.

He is eloquent and has a good memory.

Can.
If the emperor loses face, can he still be called the emperor?
So Emperor Qian's complexion was pulled at that time, and he began to become gradually displeased:

"I said so, but you were still young back then."

"Also, even if you are allowed to go, you can't just find me a mountain monk."

"What status is my Sugan royal family, sitting on the world, even if the monk you are looking for is not bad in martial arts, but these warriors have always been rebellious and refused to accept the king's transformation. They all use martial arts to break the ban, how can they be a good match?"

"I think the heir of the Marquis of Zhenbei is pretty good."

"This matter is so settled, there is no room for change."

Emperor Qian finalized the matter with a stern tone of command, not caring about Su Qixiu's widened eyes.

He is the emperor, the master of Daqian!
What he wants to decide will not be changed because of anything.

Even their own children.

Seeing that Su Qixiu opened her mouth, Xiumei tightly wrinkled, and when she wanted to stand up and continue to refute, Emperor Qian stood up and said lightly:
"Son, you have to know that I am the emperor."

"Xuankong Temple, I will personally issue an order to tell them to behave themselves and restrain the young monks in that temple."

"Otherwise, do you think an ordinary Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain can stop thousands of troops?"

"Even if it is the rumored martial arts myth, such as Lin Yufu who pierced a thousand swords with one sword a hundred years ago, he is just a common man. Besides, for hundreds of years, there have only been a few such high-level people in the world of martial arts. indivual?"

"This world is still my world."

"You have to be clear about this."

Emperor Qian's words almost wiped out all of Su Qixiu's anger.

The face of the girl in red gradually turned pale. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Yes.

Even if the little monk has the strength to stand by, how can he jump around under such a giant as Dagan?
If the Xuankong Temple that raised him all his life was destroyed due to his own mistake, that would be a real disaster!

Su Qixiu, who had thought about this clearly, walked away in a daze without saying a word.

Seeing this, Emperor Qian who stayed in the hall sighed heavily, and then waved.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Following Emperor Qian's movements, the eunuch who was hiding behind one side came out at the right time, bent down and asked.

"Go and draw up an edict for me, and award it to Xuankong Temple."

"It is said that the pure place of Buddhism should be based on the principle of practicing Zen and enlightening the Tao, and avoiding the world. As a famous Buddhist temple in the world, Xuankong Temple should be advertised as such."

"Hidden evil people and evil people, those who are impure with the six senses, should be removed early, so as not to dirty the pure land of Buddhism."

"Those monks are very smart. When the time comes, according to the information, go and beat the monk who has an ambiguous relationship with the princess. I think he should retreat in spite of difficulties."

"In addition, the token of the princess has recently been taken and strictly guarded, and she is no longer allowed to enter and leave the palace gate at will!"

"Just say it's my will, presumably she knows it in her own mind."

Emperor Qian, who sat down again, splashed ink on the desk and wrote down an imperial decree in a moment, then handed it to the eunuch in front of him, and asked him quietly to issue the decree.

"Old slave, obey the order of the saint!"

Holding the imperial decree in front of him with both hands, the old eunuch spoke respectfully.

The next moment, he retreated from the resplendent palace.

(End of this chapter)