Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 675 Southern Wu and Nanzhao

Yun Zhuohua sat cross-legged on the small table opposite Wu Xin, and there were two stacks of memorials on the table.

I don't know if Su Yu had to revise so many memorials every day when he was in charge of the government.

Anyway, every day, besides making corrections, Yun Zhuohua just kept listening to the ministers' reports.

Perhaps it was because Yun Zhuohua didn't know enough about Southern Wu, and he was a little rusty when dealing with things.

Every time after dealing with the government affairs and discussing affairs with Sun Zenian, it was almost night.

She now sleeps for a very short time every day, and it is good enough to squint for a while, but she is also disturbed by these chirping voices.

Yun Zhuohua really couldn't figure it out, it was clear that her uncles didn't like her so much, but she still wanted to let her cousins ​​get close to her, was this a double insurance?

Yun Zhuohua smiled self-deprecatingly, "Your place is better, it's quiet and quiet, and it's nice to chant scriptures and worship Buddha every day."

Yun Zhuohua stretched, stood up, and took a scripture from the small table next to Wu Xin's bed.

When she saw the name, she felt happy first, "Calmation mantra? The Buddha knows that I am very worried now, do you want me to calm down?"

Wu Xin held the beads in both hands, and handed them to Yun Zhuohua, "Since it is the Buddha's will, why don't you give Nian Nian a favor?"

Yun Zhuohua waved his hand, "Forget it, with this skill, I might as well talk to you more comfortably."

"If you think I'm noisy, you can recite this. You meditate when you recite, and I meditate when I listen. It kills two birds with one stone."

Wu Xin took the meditation mantra from Yun Zhuohua's hand, "I don't think Master Yun is noisy, but I can recite it for Yun Zhuohua."

He hung the beads on his hands, and counting the round beads with both hands, he really started to recite the meditation mantra.

Listening to Wu Xin's voice, Yun Zhuohua gradually calmed down.

Southern Wu is going to hold a grand ceremony to sacrifice to the heavens and tell the ancestral temple. Such a big event has been heard by several neighboring countries.

In particular, Song Dynasty and Nanzhao, which bordered Southern Wu, even sent envoys to give gifts.

"Nanzhao?" Yun Zhuohua was inexplicably not in a good mood when he heard this place.

"Nanzhao and Nanwu used to be one country a hundred years ago. Before that, the King of Nanzhao asked the Eldest Princess to marry him, but the Eldest Princess refused him mercilessly."

"The two countries almost had a dispute because of this, and later they were brought together. After the King of Nanzhao married a daughter of the Southern Wu clan, the relationship between the two countries has deepened since then."

"Therefore, it is not surprising that King Nanzhao also sent envoys this time."

"It's just that, I heard that they brought a princess here this time. I think that apart from congratulating the young master, they also have the intention of marrying."

When Yun Zhuohua heard the reply from the Minister of Rites, he felt bad all over.

In particular, when the Minister of Rites talked about the princess of Nanzhao, he always glanced at Yun Zhuohua intentionally or unintentionally.

To be clear is to say that the object of this marriage is Yun Zhuohua.

If they were a prince, Yun Zhuohua would probably laugh a few times, and dress up her cousins, and push them all in front of Nanzhao.

"Then who came from the Song Dynasty, do you know?" Yun Zhuohua is most concerned about this now.

Zhao Yanzhen seldom manages political affairs anymore, but Zhao Yanzhen should not let Jinyu make decisions on matters related to the friendship between the two countries, such as going to Southern Wu.

(End of this chapter)