Hearing this, Zhao Yang took a deep breath, his face turned slightly red, and he took off the platinum mask on his face with trembling hands.
The next moment, what appeared in front of Li Changkong was an incomparably exquisite face.
The proportions of the facial features are just right, the eyes are clear and bright, and the most expressive.
Her lips are as red as cherries.
There is still a little blush on her cheeks, and she looks extremely beautiful.
The most important thing is that he knows this face!
Princess Zhaoyang, the only daughter of the King of Zhongshan!
How could she be here and even visit the Acacia Collection with me?
While Li Changkong was still thinking, Zhaoyang quickly stood up on tiptoes and quickly pecked Li Changkong on the cheek.
Then he covered his mouth and ran away quickly like a frightened deer.
Li Changkong was shocked by this scene and froze on the spot. After a long time, he came back to his senses.
He touched his cheek, which was still warm, and his heart trembled.
Princess Zhaoyang actually has interest in herself.
Maybe, the plan to marry the princess can be changed.
…
Years later, news came out that the principal of Zhaoyang County had chosen a son-in-law to get married, and the Wulinghou Mansion received a letter directly from Zhaoyang, hoping that Li Changkong could participate in the selection of a son-in-law.
After Li Zhufeng saw it, he was shocked. Looking at his son, he was overjoyed.
"Son, when did this happen?"
"You...why did you even hide this from dad?"
"Do you believe me if I say that I don't even know?"
"Ah? Then you are still going to this son-in-law selection meeting? If you don't like Princess Zhaoyang, you don't have to go."
"Dad hopes that you can marry the daughter of a good family, but your own thoughts are the most important."
"Go! Of course I have to go! Why don't you go!" Li Changkong stood up and shouted loudly: "Steward Yang, get my most handsome robe!"
When Li Zhufeng heard this, he suddenly felt confident.
He also shouted loudly: "Lao Yang, help me send a message to Duke Ding's Mansion, saying that I will come to the door in three days and that Lao Zhang and I will not come back until we are drunk."
…
Princess Zhaoyang's son-in-law selection meeting was held the next day. Most of the people who came to this son-in-law selection meeting were young talents from Qiandu City, and most of them were sons of distinguished nobles.
Although there are some sons of officials and sons of aristocratic families, they are less common.
After all, King Zhongshan's attitude towards literati was obvious to everyone. As his only daughter, Princess Zhaoyang had already announced that she would choose a good son-in-law among the noble sons.
If that literati son comes again, he will be a hothead but a cold butt.
On such a big day, Zhaoyang was very concerned about it. He had dressed up early. Under the care of all the nuns, his already exquisite appearance became more and more brilliant. Coupled with his unique temperament, he was eye-catching.
It’s unforgettable!
Now, he is sitting on the high platform, and sitting next to him are Empress Lu and Prince Liu Yu.
Even Emperor Jing Xing came and sat on the dragon chair.
Obviously, he has always been very concerned about Zhaoyang, his niece.
What's more, if there is a war in Northern Xinjiang, and the King of Zhongshan and Tuobatian Khan face each other, life or death will be uncertain.
Restoring Zhaoyang can almost be regarded as his last wish.
Thinking of this, Emperor Jing Xing sighed imperceptibly.
"Zheng Ying, how are the talents arriving?"
"Your Majesty, everyone has almost arrived. Only the Cavalry General Li Changkong has not arrived yet." Zheng Ying heard this and immediately replied.
Emperor Jing Xing was a little surprised when he heard this: "I remember, this guy didn't say he wanted to come."
"I didn't say anything, but Princess Zhaoyang sent someone to deliver a letter to Wulinghou Mansion."
As soon as this statement came out, Emperor Jing Xing still didn't understand.
Today's son-in-law selection meeting is probably just a formality, Zhaoyang's heart is afraid that he already has a candidate.
"Then just wait a moment." Emperor Jing Xing also had a smile on his face.
These days, the rebellion in Yizhou and the events in Northern Xinjiang have made him very anxious.
Now, I finally heard some good news.
Emperor Jing Xing knew Li Changkong very well, although outsiders often misunderstood him.
But this boy is not bad in nature, and in terms of talent and ability, he is the best among the younger generation in Qiandu City.
Entrust Zhaoyang to him, not to mention King Zhongshan, even he can rest assured.
After a while, Li Changkong came.
Wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he looks like a noble prince who is like jade in a stranger's world and has no peer in the world.
When Zhaoyang saw Li Changkong like this, his deer-like eyes lit up.
Her cheeks were even slightly redder.
"Your Majesty makes atonement. I'm late."
"It's not too late, hurry up and take a seat." Emperor Jing Xing smiled, his tone full of relief.
Outstanding young people like Li Changkong are the future of Daqian.
After Li Changkong took his seat, he realized that they were all acquaintances.
Apart from anything else, Zhu Ben and Zhang Han are very familiar with each other.
"Are you here too?"
"So what if you don't want to come? You can't win over the elders in the family." Zhang Han shook his head helplessly. He had only met Princess Zhaoyang a few times, and he could feel that they were most likely not interested in him.
But his father insisted on urging him to come, so he had no choice but to come.
Zhu Ben also shook his head helplessly and said: "My prodigal father said that if I don't come, he will sever the father-son relationship with me."
"But it really doesn't matter whether you come or not for such a meeting. I heard that Princess Zhaoyang already has someone she likes. This meeting to choose a son-in-law is just a formality."
"Really? Then I can feel much more relaxed, and it will be easier to explain when I get home." Zhang Han was obviously relieved when he heard this.
"Do you know who the princess' favorite person is?" Li Changkong asked.
Zhu Ben shook his head this time: "I don't know, it's just a rumor."
"To be honest, it's me!"
"You? Lao Li, please stop making trouble. Why does Princess Zhaoyang like you? Are you as handsome as me?" Zhu Ben sneered.
After Zhang Han looked at it carefully, he nodded seriously and said, "Yes! And Lao Li is much better than him."
Zhu Ben suddenly darkened his face, turned around, and ignored the two of them.
I thought silently in my heart that I had mistakenly made friends with bandits.
The son-in-law selection meeting is basically a meeting where young talents from all walks of life show off their talents in front of Princess Zhaoyang to see who can win the heart of the beautiful woman in the end.
Because there are many talented young people coming here, the selection of a son-in-law will be extremely slow.
During the process, Li Changkong and Zhang Han also went up and read poems, while Zhu Ben performed a set of punches.
No matter what, since I'm here, I have to do all the face-saving work.
Otherwise, you will not give face to the King of Zhongshan. No one here has the guts to do so.
After nearly an afternoon, the son-in-law selection meeting came to an end, and it was finally time for Princess Zhaoyang to announce the results.
I saw him dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an exquisite face, red cheeks, and a slight trembling body. He walked forward and softly uttered a name: "The heir apparent of the Wuling Marquis Mansion, Li Changkong."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Zhu Ben was even more stunned and looked at Li Changkong with wide eyes.