Chapter 466: Female Marquis (3)
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The peerless Feng Yang when she was young.
Feng Yang got up from the bench and suddenly swayed slightly. She immediately steadied herself by putting her hand on the table.
Almost at the same time, Gu Yanfei stood up and helped Feng Yang up. She pressed the other party’s pulse without a trace and smiled faintly. “1 did a divination. It’s a good omen.”
Feng Yang smiled and patted the little girl’s shoulder. “Thank you for your blessings.”
Feng Yang’s carriage was still parked across the street. Gu Yanfei and Wei Jiaoniang sent her to the carriage and watched it leave.
When Feng Yang arrived at the palace, it was very lively.
Before the Emperor’s imperial decree to confer Xu Yao the title of a female marquis could be sent out of the Qianqing Palace, those well-informed nobles and courtiers rushed to the Qianqing Palace one after another to seek an audience with the Emperor. They were all stopped in the main hall.
These people objected at once.
“This woman has never attacked a noble before. It’s not appropriate.”
“Men stand tall, capable of going to battle and entering the court, securing the nation, and establishing order. How can women compare to that? If they cannot wholeheartedly serve the country, then isn’t their noble status just an empty title?!”
“Men take charge of external affairs, while women manage the household. Husbands are the backbone of their wives, and it is crucial not to overturn the proper order of things. Doing so would lead to chaos within the family.”
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These people quoted scriptures one by one and spoke extremely lively, making the huge Qianqing Palace as noisy as a market.
“Why can’t a female take the marquis title?”
Until a female voice that was dignified without anger sounded from outside the main hall of the Qianqing Palace. The female voice was old, but it was still powerful and resounding. It carried a power that was like lightning and thunder, and it was especially clear among the noisy male voices.
The main hall was instantly silent. The ministers couldn’t help but look for the voice.
At the entrance of the Qianqing Palace, a green figure appeared at some point in time. Although the old woman with white hair was old, her figure was still tall and straight, and her temperament was still noble and extraordinary.
She held a longsword in a golden scabbard and crossed the high threshold into the main hall.
The golden sheath was carved with golden dragon patterns and embedded with seven dazzling gems. Everyone knew that this was the royal sword that Emperor Taizu had given to Feng Yang—the Seven Stars Sword.
Feng Yang strolled leisurely amidst the complex gazes of the crowd and calmly said, “Back then, Emperor Taizu even considered naming me as the heir. So why can’t a woman be appointed as a marquis?”
Feng Yang’s old and valiant face was very calm. There was even a faint smile on her lips. Her voice was neither light nor heavy, but it carried a high and mighty aura. Her entire body faintly released a sharp aura, like a blade.
At that moment, all the nobles and ministers in the hall were suppressed by her superior aura.
The surroundings became even quieter, as if all the sound had been sucked away. Only the faint chirping of birds could be heard outside the hall.
“Eldest Princess Feng Yang.” Xiao Shoufu bowed to Feng Yang with a calm expression. In his heart, he believed that Feng Yang must have been summoned by the Emperor as a savior.
He was the dignified Grand Secretary and the leader of the ministers. He wouldn’t be afraid of Feng Yang!
Xiao Shoufu raised his eyes and looked straight at Feng Yang. He said righteously, “But back then, the officials also opposed Emperor Taizu…”
However, before he could finish speaking, he saw Feng Yang stop less than three steps away from him. Her left hand that was holding the sheath gently flicked, and the sword was slightly unsheathed, making a faint sound.
The silver blade flashed with a chilling light.
Feng Yang’s originally cold eyes became extremely cold at this moment, with a trace of bloodthirsty sharpness, as if she was a soldier on the battlefield who would draw her sword at any moment and splatter her enemy’s blood on the spot.
The two of them were too close. As long as Feng Yang pulled out a sword, he would…
Xiao Shoufu shuddered and couldn’t help but take half a step back.
He knew that Feng Yang did dare.
14 years ago, when the late Emperor was in power, Feng Yang once used this Seven Star Sword to kill Wang Xin, the former Minister of War, in the throne room.
When Xiao Shoufu retreated, he accidentally stepped on another minister behind him. The other party let out a muffled groan in pain and staggered, bumping into another person.
Feng Yang put away the exposed sword and sneered at Xiao Shoufu.
“…” The corners of Xiao Shoufu’s mouth drooped, and his facial features were tense.
Back then, Feng Yang was only one step away from becoming the female heir. Unfortunately…
Feng Yang ignored Xiao Shoufu and walked straight to the south study..
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