After the storm of the Queen Mother Zhang incident, the focus of the Zhou court's subsequent work was Zhao Yan's marriage.

The emperor's wedding was naturally the top priority of the Great Zhou.

Although Zhao Yan does not advocate luxury, this matter represents the face of the Great Zhou royal family, so all kinds of customs and etiquette are indispensable.

The Ministry of Rites has already formulated the best auspicious day, the ninth day of the September 9th and the Double Ninth Festival.

There are still thirteen days left before this day.

The six tribes and the harem were already busy.

A series of items such as ceremonies, clothing, accessories, sedan chairs, wine and vegetables must be made in accordance with the rated regulations.

But Empress Dowager Zhang and the officials of the six ministries were filled with joy.

Zhao Yan had never summoned the four girls who came out of the last draft. Empress Dowager Zhang had always been very concerned, but Lu Nianwei was deeply pleased with Zhao Yan. Empress Dowager Zhang looked at her body and looked like she could give birth to a dragon seed. Therefore, when Zhao Yan got married immediately, she couldn't help but feel very happy.

The faces of the three giants in the court became much rosy, and they always laughed when they spoke.

When Zhao Yan became a relative and had children, the Great Zhou was considered a successor. Zhao Yan's "dragon robe" that was unsatisfactory to all officials was not as shocking as possible.

All officials were busy, while Zhao Yan was relaxed.

On this day, the sky was clear and the wind was smooth.

A carriage was driving on Gongyuan Street in Changdan City.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Yan was wearing a white shirt, dressed like a scholar, very elegant.

Lu Nianwei was wearing a lilac long dress and her fair face revealed a noble but extraordinary temperament.

If these two people stood in the middle of the street, they would instantly attract everyone's attention.

Today, the two are going to go to a few bookstores on Gongyuan South Street and talk about love.

Zhao Yan held Lu Nianwei's hand and said, "Nianwei, you are so lucky to be able to marry me."

Lu Nianwei rolled her eyes and said, "Hmph, aren't you pursuing me for nothing?"

Zhao Yan pulled Lu Nianwei into his arms and said, "I remember you threw yourself into my arms first."

...

The two were flirting in the carriage, while Heiwa outside was driving the carriage while stealing the snacks coming out of the Chuigong Hall.

"boom!"

At this moment, a huge explosion came not far away.

The sound was very close to the carriage, and the surrounding ground trembled.

tear!

Heiwa instantly grabbed the carriage, stood on the carriage and looked up, and found that there was a huge dust rippling from the Confucian Temple in the south. It was obvious that there was an explosion there.

The people around were also very surprised and ran towards the Confucian Temple.

At this moment, in the carriage, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei almost hit the crossbar of the carriage.

Zhao Yan asked depressedly: "Heiwa, what's going on? How could such a huge explosion sound?"

"It was the explosion from the Confucius Temple ahead. The specific reason is not clear!" Heiwa said with a scratching head. He heard the sound as if something had collapsed.

With manpower alone, such a huge sound will never be created.

"Let's go and have a look!" Zhao Yan said.

The Confucian Temple, a place dedicated to the Confucian sages and wise men of Confucius, is a holy place in the hearts of scholars all over the world. Although this year is not the third-year imperial examination period, many literati still come here to worship, including going to the tribute court next door to listen to the lectures of some great scholars.

There was a huge explosion there, and it would certainly be no small matter.

When Zhao Yan and the other two appeared in the Confucius Temple, there were already many people surrounded.

The explosion was not in the main hall, but the front yard leading to the Yuhua Bridge in the middle of the main hall.

As the name suggests, the fish-making bridge is where the carp jumps over the dragon gate. In order to be famous on the list, many literati often walk on the fish-making bridge in order to achieve good fame.

Now, the broken fish bridge is naturally an ominous sign in the eyes of scholars.

More importantly, the fish-making bridge is not broken, but is blown up by someone.

The Yuhua Bridge was completely broken, and the second half was directly divided into stone fragments. The stream below was also blown out of a large pit, with more than a dozen flying carp lying on both sides.

Obviously, someone did it deliberately.

Fortunately, no one was injured.

"This... this... it must be someone who used firecrackers to insult Confucius. It even blew up our scholars to enter the government next year. We must report to the government that we must catch this murderer!" A scholar said angrily.

His words were instantly responded to by several scholars. They walked together and headed straight to Changdan City Government Office, which was not far away.

When Zhao Yan heard the word "fried", he suddenly became excited. He took a strong breath and smelled a strong pungent smell.

This taste is very similar to the gunpowder taste in later generations.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

In his understanding, most of the firecrackers in Dazhou currently use explosives. The power of explosives is limited. Within one meter, it can cause skin trauma at most, so there is no explosives in the army.

But gunpowder is different.

The explosive power of gunpowder is amazing. If someone invented gunpowder in the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if the musket gun is not made due to insufficient smelting technology, it will still have much stronger lethality than cold weapons when it is made into simple gunpowder thunder.

Looking at the scale of the explosion around him, Zhao Yan was almost certain that this explosive was absolutely infinitely close to gunpowder. If it could be used in the army, the Great Zhou would immediately form an invincible army.

No matter how powerful the cavalry in Northern Mongolia is, no matter how rapid the impact is, it cannot withstand thousands of gunpowder thunders.

Zhao Yan became more and more excited as he thought about it. He said directly to Heiwa: "Heiwa, go to the Ministry of Justice immediately and ask Sun Houshi and Ma Shichang to quickly find the person who exploded the fish-making bridge and send him directly to me.

"Yes." Heiwa replied, and then quickly ran out of the yard. With Lu Nianwei, a powerful guard, Zhao Yan's life safety would not have any problems.

Then, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei continued shopping. Finally, they had an opportunity to get along with their lover romantically, so Zhao Yan was naturally unwilling to be discouraged by other things.

At this moment, dozens of scholars have gathered in Changdan City Government Office.

They all came for the sake of the bombing of Yuhuaqiao, and asked the prefect Liu Wenchen to severely punish the murderer.

Liu Wenchen was a slut in Changdan City and was good at changing his mind. Last time, he was fined for half a year because of the Fugui Village, and he still remembered it.

This time, the scholars who were involved in the Great Zhou Dynasty did not dare to neglect them. They immediately sent a large number of yamen runners and went to the Confucian Temple for review.

As soon as he finished his work, Ma Shichang, the Minister of Justice, came to the government office and told Liu Wenchen that when Yuhua Bridge was bombed, His Majesty was nearby. His Majesty asked to find the murderer and he must be sent to him as soon as possible.

"Ah? This matter is also related to Your Majesty!" Liu Wenchen suddenly became anxious and rushed to the Confucian Temple with Ma Shichang.

If the real murderer cannot be found today, not only will the scholars in Changdan City scold him, but the current emperor may even want to dismiss him.
Chapter completed!