"Han Feng has met the emperor, Shen Shoufu, the princess, and Madam Xu."
Zhao Mingzhen was teased by Jiang Miao and others. Han Feng came over to rescue her in time. Xu Zilan gave Jiang Miao a look and said silently.
"Well, I've already protected you."
Jiang Miao looked at Han Feng, who looked cold but gentle, and then looked at Zhao Mingzhen, who looked shy next to her, with an aunt's smile on her face.
These two are such a perfect match.
Whether they really like each other or not, they can tell at a glance. Han Feng and Zhao Mingzhen are strong and soft, making them a perfect match.
"Today is a gathering of their sisters. Ziyan and I are both family members, so Wulang doesn't need to worry about these false etiquette."
Zhao Jing smiled and asked Han Feng to stand up. The men sat aside and talked about their men.
On the other side of the blanket, several young ladies were chattering together.
Jiang Miao and Xu Zilan were both very curious about Han Feng's proposal of marriage. They thought it would take a long time for the two of them to settle down, but they didn't expect it to be so sudden.
Looking at Zhao Mingzhen's deeply in love, there must be something they don't know.
Zhao Mingzhen glanced at Han Feng secretly out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was listening to Zhao Jing and Zhao Jing's conversation with seriousness on his face and was not paying attention. She felt at ease.
"Actually, he and I have met before..."
Zhao Mingzhen told them what they had met when they were young, especially the matter of Han Feng keeping the handkerchief. Jiang Miao and Xu Zilan were fascinated by what they heard. It was no less sweet than a storybook.
"It seems that you two are destined to be destined!" Jiang Miao sighed.
"But I didn't expect that Han Wulang, who looks cold and indifferent on the surface, turns out to be a sultry lover."
"What does Mensao mean?"
From time to time, some fresh words popped out of Jiang Miao's mouth. The little sisters had long been used to it, but this boring word didn't sound like a good word. Zhao Mingzhen asked doubtfully.
"Ahem, this Mensao thing means that he looks very calm on the surface, but in fact he has a lot of inner drama, and the contrast between the inside and the outside is huge."
Not only Han Feng, but Shen Yanqing is also such a person.
As soon as Jiang Miao explained it, they both understood.
"He really doesn't like to talk and likes to keep everything in his heart. If he hadn't seen my reputation ruined, he wouldn't have proposed marriage so quickly."
"Han Wulang is a responsible man and likes you. Make good use of this marriage."
"Um."
Several young ladies were talking about Han Feng, and Han Feng, who was talking to Zhao Jing and Zhao Jing over there, was not as calm as he appeared.
His nerves were tense and his ears were erect. People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes. Although Zhao Mingzhen tried his best to lower his voice, he could still hear some.
Han Feng's ears turned red when Jiang Miao and others praised him. Zhao Jing accidentally saw it with doubts in his eyes.
"Is it too hot, Wulang? The weather is cool today, I think it's not bad..."
"Han Feng was sweating when he came here just now. He will be fine soon."
Naturally, Han Feng couldn't say that he was embarrassed by the compliments given by Jiang Miao and others. He could only blame it on walking too much.
"Okay, drink some herbal tea to relieve the heat."
Zhao Jing handed over the teapot, and Han Feng quickly took it.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Feng's excuse was really clumsy. The speed they walked over just now was as fast as a turtle crawling. How could a martial artist sweat?
Shen Yanqing watched the movements of the two of them and glanced to the side. He saw Jiang Miao and others talking excitedly, and glanced at Han Feng from time to time. He instantly understood Han Feng's " "heat" reasons.
Shen Yanqing laughed lowly but did not expose it.
"What plans does Wulang have in the future? Which movie do you want to go to?"
After Han Feng won the top prize, his position had not yet been determined. Zhao Jing originally wanted him to enter the Hanlin Academy, but now that Han Feng had become his brother-in-law, and the relationship between the two had become closer, Zhao Jing wanted to listen to his own opinion.
Han Feng was good at both civil and military skills, but he was better at martial arts. Although it was the ultimate dream of a student to go from the Imperial Examination to the Imperial Academy and from the Imperial Academy to the government, Han Feng wanted to do more practical things. Like Shen Yanqing, he started from the grassroots step by step and laid a solid foundation. Rejoin the cabinet.
"Your Majesty, I want to go to the Ministry of War."
Now that the Haiyan River is clear, the world is at peace, and small countries have surrendered, although Zhao Jing no longer has to worry about war, he must be prepared for danger in times of peace and cannot slack off in national defense and military affairs.
Han Feng has outstanding abilities and has Zhao Mingzhen's relationship with him. Zhao Jing can rest assured that the Ministry of War is entrusted to him.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jing had an idea in his mind. He patted Han Feng on the shoulder and readily agreed.
"Okay, you start as the Minister of War and let me see your abilities!"
"Han Feng will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations!"
The monarch and his ministers chatted happily, and their relationship became somewhat closer. It was noon before they knew it.
Today’s picnic is naturally prepared with food that is easy to carry.
Jiang Miao made a few pieces of pizza, the flavors of fried chicken and salted egg yolk were so delicious and tempting, the three children could only watch but not eat, they lay aside and drooled with greed.
"It would be great if there were durian and pineapple..."
She took a bite of fried chicken and said with a little regret.
Zhao Mingzhen is always very positive about food.
"What is durian? It sounds delicious as soon as you hear it."
"Durian...that's a fruit that people both love and hate."
People who like it will like it very much, but people who don't like it can't even smell the smell.
Jiang Miao is the kind of person she likes very much. She used to like to use durian to make various desserts, but now that she thinks about it, it has become a luxury.
However, it’s not impossible to have a chance to eat it.
Although a few people didn't understand why this durian made people love and hate them at the same time, it wasn't until many years later that Jiang Miao opened up the north-south route and people in the capital could eat southern fruits that they understood what Jiang Miao meant today.
Time flies so fast, September is here in the blink of an eye, the emperor and empress are getting married, and the capital is decorated with lights and colorful lights, creating a festive atmosphere.
Xu family
Xu Zilan sat on the bed, with Jiang Miao and Zhao Mingzhen accompanying her.
She was getting married tomorrow, and although she had been looking forward to this day for a long time, when it finally arrived, she started to get nervous again.
"When you enter the palace, you should visit me often and tell me if you have anything interesting."
She is a queen. Once she enters the palace, it is as deep as the sea. It will be difficult to get out in the future. When she was a girl, she could play around with Jiang Miao and Zhao Mingzhen, but now she can't.
Even if Zhao Jing agreed, all the civil and military officials in the court were watching, and she could not embarrass Zhao Jing because of herself.
"Okay, we will definitely come to the palace to see you from time to time, and bring you whatever delicious and fun things we have."
"Yes, Zilan, don't worry. Besides, you can't come out openly. You can still disguise yourself. Anyway, as long as no one recognizes you, that's fine."
Zhao Mingzhen has a lot of clever ideas, and this time she really came up with an idea.
"Yes! Mingzhen's idea is good. I'll put makeup on you and then I'll say you are my new friend. We can still hang out often."
