Chapter 3

"Break off the engagement?"

As soon as Song Qingqing said this, it instantly ignited the entire Duke of Ding Prefecture.

Gao Feng's face sank instantly.

"The marriage contract between the Song family and the Gao family was a betrothal arranged since childhood. With the wedding approaching, how can you just call it off?" Gao Feng's expression was icy as he looked at Song Qingqing: "What position does this move by the Song family put my Duke of Ding Prefecture in?"

Gao Yang was also stunned; he had not expected that just after transmigrating, his fiancée would come to his door to break off the engagement.

This plot is solid!

But then again, for the dignified Duke of Ding Prefecture to be approached by the woman's side to break off an engagement, this humiliation was equivalent to completely tearing off the mask, even to the point of being irreconcilable!

Song Qingqing said, "This matter is the fault of my Song family, but it is a decision made by the entire family. Qingqing is powerless to stop it. My father specifically asked me to tell the Duke of Ding that if the Duke of Ding Prefecture encounters trouble in the future, my Song family will definitely assist with all our might."

Gao Feng was filled with rage, "Get out!"

"Tell that old thing Song Li, even if the engagement is to be broken, it will be my Duke of Ding Prefecture that goes to break it. What do you, the Song family, think you are?"

Facing Gao Feng's rage, Song Qingqing was not annoyed.

Water flows to lower ground, and people strive for higher positions; this is an immutable truth. In the past, the Duke of Ding Prefecture was high and mighty, but now, with the Empress ascending the throne, all of Changancheng is destined to undergo a shift in power.

As long as the Duke of Ding, Gao Tianlong, is alive, the world will naturally respect him, but how many more years can he live?

Gao Yang recklessly tore down the imperial decree; this is destined to make the Gao family go downhill!

The man she, Song Qingqing, marries in the future is destined to be a dragon among men, reaching the pinnacle of officialdom, definitely not a mediocre person like Gao Yang!

"Then my Song family will await the Duke of Ding's arrival!"

After Song Qingqing finished speaking, she left directly with her servants.

Gao Feng's face was livid, his fists clenched tight.

This was a great humiliation.

But Gao Yang began to laugh.

"You degenerate, you are being dumped in public, and you can still laugh?" Gao Feng suddenly looked at Gao Yang, his face filled with fury.

Gao Yang smiled and said, "Father, what is wrong with breaking off an engagement with such a vain woman?"

"In her eyes, with the new Emperor ascending and power shifting, there is no one in the younger generation of the Gao family capable of taking on great responsibilities, so we are destined to go downhill. Otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed over to break the engagement the moment I tore down the recruitment decree; it is nothing more than fear that the Song family will be implicated!"

The look in Gao Feng's eyes toward Gao Yang changed.

Gao Yang saw things more clearly than he did.

But this isn't right; isn't this degenerate son of his obsessed with marrying this Song Qingqing?

Something is wrong, one hundred percent wrong!

But he sighed, "Don't think too much about the engagement breaking. My Duke of Ding Prefecture will not let this matter rest. The most urgent task now is the assessment from the Empress on the Jin Luandian."

"I will take you to see the Emperor immediately. Once you reach the Jin Luandian, you must rely on your own abilities. I don't ask for you to make the Empress look at you with admiration, but I do ask for no mistakes!"

"Otherwise, let alone you, even the entire Duke of Ding Prefecture will be implicated!"

"..."

Gao Yang followed Gao Feng into the majestic Da Qian Imperial Palace, passed through several vermilion palace gates, and headed straight for the Taiji Hall.

"Your Majesty, the one who tore down the imperial notice, Gao Yang, son of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, has arrived outside the hall!"

"Summon him!"

A noble voice rang out.

Gao Yang was also pulled into the Taiji Hall by Gao Feng.

At this moment, the civil and military officials were lined up on both sides. After they stepped into the palace, curious gazes fell upon them both.

After performing the salute, Gao Yang finally raised his head and looked straight ahead.

On the dragon throne, Wu Zhao was wearing a golden dragon robe, her face stunningly beautiful, her phoenix eyes majestic.

A noble aura permeated her entire being, making one dare not look directly at her.

Gao Yang's mind became active.

The Empress had just ascended the throne and was looking to achieve great things. If he could hold onto the Empress's "big white legs," the entire Duke of Ding Prefecture would surely regain its glory.

His own good days would also last longer.

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes fell on Gao Yang, feeling somewhat disappointed.

She had originally thought that anyone who dared to tear down the recruitment decree must be a one-in-a-million talent.

But when Gao Yang's background was placed before her, the Empress of a generation was uncharacteristically silent.

But without rules, there is no order. Since she, Wu Zhao, had decreed that the one who tore down the imperial notice should come to the palace for an audience, she would certainly follow through.

It was just that the Gao family was a military family of Da Qian, loyal and devoted.

She only hoped that in front of the officials, this Gao Yang would not be too outrageous and make things difficult for her.

Wu Zhao said indifferently, "My first question: when you have personally killed the entire family of your enemy and are looking at the corpses all over the ground, feeling satisfied in your heart, you discover there is still one child in the room. What should you do?"

Wu Zhao's voice was very soft, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.

Gao Yang was stunned.

This question for the Empress's assessment was quite original.

The officials heard the voice and also fell into deep thought.

Wu Zhao tapped the armrest of the dragon throne slowly and rhythmically, her gaze fixed on Gao Yang.

This question looked easy to answer, but it held hidden mysteries.

The Da Qian court was corrupt, factional strife was severe, and there were vassal kings carving out territories and numerous noble clans.

To deal with these evil people and create a peaceful and prosperous age for the common people, evil people must be dealt with by evil people!

She, Wu Zhao, did not lack talent proficient in the classics, but she needed an evil person.

Gao Yang pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Wu Zhao and said, "This commoner would say, 'Remember my face; next time we meet, I will not show mercy.'"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Wu Zhao looked disappointed, feeling somewhat listless.

The child of an enemy, having witnessed the entire family being wiped out—if you don't pull out the weeds by the roots, will you wait ten years, twenty years, for him to come back for revenge?

For the sake of morality, for the sake of kindness in one's heart, to put the entire family in danger—in Wu Zhao's eyes, this was too stupid!

She was just about to wave her hand.

But then she heard Gao Yang's voice ring out again.

"After saying this, I would turn and leave, then suddenly look back and laugh out loud."

"'Haha, kid, we meet again.'"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The civil and military officials all looked toward Gao Yang's direction in unison, the corners of their mouths twitching slightly.