Meng Wanfeng and Fuling talked all the way, and when they arrived at Linxi Pavilion, Li Zhao had already started to preside over the lottery.

This is also the most exciting part of this morning.

The sixty-three people who won the competition at Liuquanju Branch, plus one Niu Hesheng, plus the eighty-eight people left in the Villa after three days of fighting, made a total of one hundred and fifty-four.

There were one hundred and twenty-five ladies participating in the competition, some wearing veils and some not. After a while, there was a gauze curtain hanging above all the chessboards, which was better than nothing.

In order to maximize the purpose of blind date, the ladies will first select the person to play against them.

Many gentlemen here at the villa already knew that there was something fishy about this lottery. Some ladies had informed the organizers in advance who they wanted to play against, so everyone craned their necks in anticipation.

"The person playing chess with Fourth Miss Huang is Yu Shaofeng!"

Yu Shaofeng is the direct grandson of Mr. Yu, the Minister of Dali Temple. His father is a county magistrate. He himself has taken the path of a military general and works as an errand in the Wucheng Army and Horses Department. The young man is tall and powerful, and he is a talented person.

He was mostly in the military camp on weekdays and had little opportunity to meet ladies from various families. Recently, his mother was anxious to show him how to meet other people, but he himself didn't want to lift his hijab to know what his wife looked like.

It just so happened that Prince Su's Mansion held a chess match, so he asked for leave and came. Unexpectedly, he was actually attracted by the girl!

Hey!

The young men all around were whistling, clapping and hooting!

Yu Shaofeng's tanned face instantly turned red and turned red and black. Everyone laughed even louder. Seeing how shy he was, they all pushed him to the seat of the competition.

Yu Shaofeng sat down and saw the round eyes of the girl opposite her through the thin gauze curtain, smiling sweetly at him. His heart was pounding and he thought for a long time before he finally said: "Miss Huang Si"

, My Majesty Yu Shaofeng, this is very polite."

The girl opposite smiled shyly: "Hello, little general Yu, my little girl is polite."

"We can't call him a little general. He's just a member of a thousand households."

"That's pretty awesome."

"No, I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it."

The girl opposite laughed, her eyebrows arched, making Yu Shaofeng dizzy.

Of course, not everyone is as shy as Yu Shaofeng. There are also those who hang out in brothels all year round and are very good at flirting with girls, for example: Ning Yuan.

It's a pity that this guy has been waiting for a long time with his neck stretched out. The girl has almost finished smoking, and he hasn't waited for his name before. He is really angry! He is so handsome and handsome, but no one has taken a fancy to him. Impossible! Absolutely impossible.

!There is something fishy!

Sure enough, all the one hundred and twenty-five ladies had finished drawing, and none of them took his turn. The only ones left were men and women fighting against each other. In the end, because the number of people was an odd number, he found that he was the one who was left alone!

"Finally, Fourth Young Master Ning from the Zhenbei Hou Mansion! Please come this way." A little Huangmen smiled and invited him to sit down in front of a chessboard.

"I said, what do you mean?" Ning Yuan sat down and put one foot on the table arrogantly, asking: "Didn't I automatically enter the next round? Who will follow me?"

"My lord." Li Zhao sat down opposite him.

"Hey! Why are you here to join in the fun with a wife? Go ahead!" Ning Yuan was unhappy.

"Come on, we haven't been together for a long time." Li Zhao had a good temper and pushed his feet off the table, and glanced at Xiao Huangmen, who came up to clean the table.

"Who wants to follow you?" Ning Yuan was about to explode with anger. He knew that he was "arranged".

"Then you admit defeat?"

"Why?"

"If you don't admit defeat, give up."

"Just do it, no one is afraid of you!" Ning Yuan gritted his teeth.

Li Zhao asked with a smile: "Heizi Baizi?"

"Kuroko!"

"How many dollars do I need to give you?"

"roll!"

Li Zhao clicked his tongue and shook his head: "It's a bluff."

Sure enough, after half an hour, Ning Yuan lost.

On the other side, there is another big brother who is also alone, and his opponent has not come.

"Who didn't come?" Li Zhao asked Xiao Huangmen who came to report the news.

Xiao Huangmen replied: "A scholar named Niu Hesheng lives over there in Liuquan."

Li Zhao frowned: "Go and ask the concierge if you have seen Mr. Niu's invitation." As he said that, he stood up and walked to Mr. Du who was alone because his opponent did not come and sat down.

Mr. Du was a little panicked and wanted to kneel down, but was supported by Li Zhao: "Brother, don't panic, I happen to be a chess lover."

Mr. Du was sweating slightly on his forehead, and he cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness, the common people's surname is Du, the common people are rude!"

"I'm not rude, haha. Mr. Niu can't come. How about I accompany you in the next game?"

"Ah! It's better for ordinary people to be respectful than obey orders."

"Master Du, please sit down, black man or white man?"

"Um...whatever...whatever you want."

"Well, I will play the white piece." Li Zhao said, grabbing a handful of chess pieces in his hand, staring at the chessboard, and began to wait for the opponent's move.

Du Wenfu was racking his brains to say something. This was the first time he had been in close contact with such a high-status person, the Crown Prince of the Prince's Palace! He was from Hejian Prefecture, North Zhili, and his family's conditions were not bad, with two hundred acres of land.

It is considered a family of farming and reading, and one of our ancestors had a scholar.

"The grass people are from Hejian Prefecture." He said.

Li Zhao smiled: "Are you coming to this year's Autumn Festival or next year's Spring Festival?"

Du Wenfu said: "Next year's spring."

This means that he is already a civil servant.

"Is there a place to live in the capital?" Li Zhao asked.

"Caomin is a supervisor of the Imperial College. He originally wanted to rent a house near the Imperial College, but now he rents it near Dajue Temple."

Li Zhaodao: "It's a bit far from the Imperial College."

Du Wenfu said: "There is nothing I can do. The rent of a house in the capital is too expensive. The rent for the house next to the Imperial Academy that I originally rented was forty taels a year."

Li Zhao clicked his tongue: "That's really expensive. I'll tell Grandpa Huang about it some other day and see if I can get the Imperial College to build a school building for the students."

"Ah, this, how grateful the common people are..."

"Haha, I can only write a note. Grandpa Huang is not allowed to say anything else. It depends on whether the Ministry of Finance can allocate money."

"Your Majesty, the ordinary people must inform their classmates of your thoughts after they return home!"

"That's not necessary, let's play chess and play chess."

The two of them looked at each other and talked to each other. Du Wenfu was moved by His Highness the Prince's approachability and was a little excited, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore - because he was about to lose!

After struggling for two-quarters of an hour, Du Wenfu threw away the chess piece in his hand and raised his hand to Li Zhao: "Your Highness has superb chess skills, and the common people really admire him."

Li Zhao laughed: "Brother Du is busy studying and has no time to take care of this. It is normal. I wish Brother Du a successful start this year and win the first place in one fell swoop."

He didn't leave directly after playing two games. He ran to the second floor to greet the guests who came to watch the game.

There were so many guests here today, and everyone was there. Lin Wanfu thought that His Highness would be impatient and find a place to hide away after just saying a few words. However, Li Zhao turned out to be very patient today and his attitude was so kind that...

Meng Wanfeng, who had been watching, felt that he did not recognize Li Zhao.

She could tell clearly when Li Zhao smiled, whether he was really happy or pretending to be happy, whether he was really cordial or fake cordial. After observing for a while, she actually felt that Li Zhao was in a surprisingly good mood today.

Have you ever seen Li Zhao like this in your previous life?

Lin Wanfu followed his master and saw Shan coming from a distance. He winked at the secret guards who were wearing casual clothes and mixed in the crowd. So before Shan Xiujuan could get close to Li Zhao, she was stopped and taken away.

.

His Highness is in a good mood so easily, how could he casually ask others to ruin it?!

Although Lin Wanfu couldn't stand the way the Crown Princess always dominated His Highness and wouldn't let him touch others, the Crown Princess's ability to make His Highness happy was unmatched by others. In the final analysis, the most important thing for a slave is not to serve the master well.

Is it comfortable to call the master?

Ever since Ning Yueyao called the Crown Princess a bitch in front of her face yesterday, Lin Wanfu had silently made a cross for cousin Ning in his heart. How can such a mother-in-law serve His Highness well?

Why is it that none of the noble ladies from today’s aristocratic families are virtuous and virtuous?

~

Song Qingyue was lying on the bed. Her stomach pain made her dizzy and she couldn't fall asleep. He left Mo Zhu and Mo Fan in the room and asked her to read a storybook to herself. Her stomach pain also came from time to time. When it wasn't so painful, she would

Just do some mindless needlework, like making some new underwear for Li Zhao.

Not long after, Li Qiushui came.

"Why are you here? It's hard to come to the villa without going out for a walk." Song Qingyue pulled her to sit down by the bed, "Today we have braised chicken feet. You probably haven't eaten them before. Do you want to try them?"

Mo Ping brought a large plate of braised chicken feet. Li Qiushui shrank back in fear when he saw it, and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, let's forget it."

Song Qingyue picked one up with chopsticks and put it in her mouth: "The nails are cut and the bones are removed. Try it? It's delicious!"
To be continued...