After scolding Wen Ru, Wen Ying glared at their cousins and left.
Mingwei and Ji Ling looked at each other, both of them looking confused.
Ji Ling asked: "Cousin, is this your classmate in college?"
Mingwei nodded: "Miss Wen San from Cheng'enhou Mansion."
"Oh..." Ji Ling understood.
Mingwei was surprised: "Cousin, you seem to know the inside story?"
Ji Ling smiled and said: "There are many children of high-ranking officials in the Imperial College, so there is always some gossip."
He paused and said: "The Wen family wants to continue to marry the royal family. Unfortunately, the prince has no intention of doing so. She should be angry at you."
Mingwei nodded and said, "Cousin, you just scolded her like that, I'm afraid she will mark it in her heart."
Ji Ling said disdainfully: "Even if she is Miss Cheng'enhou, what can she do to me? I am a serious civil servant and a supervisor of the Imperial College. No matter how powerful the Cheng'enhou Palace is, he can't even reach the academy."
Ming smiled. Yes, although Ji Ling does not hold an official position, he is highly appreciated by several great scholars. He may be named on the gold list next year, so he really doesn't have to worry about a relative.
Ji Ling added: "The Wen family wants her to be the crown princess, so I'm afraid there will be more trouble this time. Cousin, please stay away, don't let her get involved."
Mingwei agreed. Thinking that his cousin had many connections and knew the current situation well, maybe he could ask him for advice? Then he asked: "Cousin, in your opinion, is this a charter?"
"Who do you want to ask for?"
Mingwei joked: "I'm afraid of offending the future princess."
Ji Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Wen San will never become the crown princess."
"How to say it?"
"Let's talk about the prince himself first. The Wen family is his maternal ancestral family. Regardless of whether they win over him or not, they will always stand by his side. And the power of the Wen family is not so powerful that he needs to marry again to consolidate it. As for the courtiers and the Holy Emperor, I'm afraid
They all feel that the prince’s mother’s clan and his wife’s clan are one family, and it will be difficult to control them in the future.”
Mingwei thought thoughtfully: "Then cousin, who do you think is most likely?"
Ji Ling looked around and lowered his voice: "I see, the Holy One wants to choose Miss Pei."
Mingwei was surprised.
Ji Ling said: "The Pei family is a famous family, which is helpful to the prince. Moreover, there is almost no possibility of Concubine Pei becoming a queen. I choose Miss Pei to avoid..."
Mingwei understands. This will prevent Concubine Pei from being bullied in the future.
"But the prince probably doesn't like the Pei family. He is most satisfied with the Lu family." Ji Ling smiled, "But it's hard to say what the Lu family thinks. In short, let's wait for the result. No matter how much we talk, there will be no answer when the time comes.
What changes will happen is unknown.”
Mingwei said it was.
It was getting late, so the cousins chatted for a while and then planned to go back to the camp to rest.
Ji Ling raised the curtain, thought for a while and then turned around and said: "Cousin, if you have a chance, you can remind Young Master Yang that if you can escape, you should escape as soon as possible. The more beautiful you are now, the more you will be in the future..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Mingwei had already understood it.
The prince's petty temperament, what good will he do after he ascends the throne? For him, he must either leave everything and go far away, or...
Mingwei entered the camp, and after a while, Duofu came back.
She was extremely angry: "Miss, I never want to talk to Miss Awan again!"
Mingwei was surprised: "What happened to her?"
"Anyway, I was very angry talking to her!"
Seeing her angry look, Mingwei smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I will ignore her from now on."
The master and the servant freshened up and went to bed without mentioning it.
The next day, when Mingwei woke up, it was still dark.
Duofu had already woken up and was practicing. He saw her raising the curtain and came over quickly: "Miss, do you want breakfast?"
Mingwei waved his hand: "I'll eat with my uncle and cousin later, you continue."
Seeing that she was interested in taking the exam, Duofu went back to practice Qigong seriously.
Mingwei watched for a while and suddenly heard the sound of a horse neighing from behind.
She turned around and saw Ah Wan walking over leading the horse.
"Long time no see." Mingwei greeted.
Ah Wan snorted, her mouth pouted so much that a bottle could hang on it, and she reluctantly said: "Here, here you go!"
Mingwei took the reins thrown by her: "Huh?"
"For you!"
Mingwei looked at the snow-white horse and understood.
Yang Shu must have asked her to send it, no wonder Awan was unhappy.
"Jade lion shining at night?" Mingwei asked.
Ah Wan crossed her arms across her chest: "Yes!" She tilted her eyes a little, "It has a very strong temper and won't let others ride it. But aren't you very powerful? It must be different, right?"
Ming smiled and reached out to touch the white horse, as if he didn't understand the sarcasm in Awan's words.
Ah Wan stared at her hand and saw the white horse raising its head due to her approach, its hooves tapping the ground uneasily, and couldn't help but smile.
Mingwei's hand finally touched Baima's head.
"Bah!" The white horse raised its head and neighed, then lowered its head and rubbed it gently under Mingwei's palm.
Ah Wan's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.
Mingwei didn't say anything, but Duofu couldn't help but laugh: "Want to see a joke? Don't even look at who my young lady is!"
Ah Wan bit her lip, glared at her with resentment and anger, twisted her waist and walked away.
It was rare for Duofu to win a fight, and he smiled proudly: "I still want to fight with the lady, huh!"
Ming smiled and combed the hair on the white horse's neck. This horse is Yang Shu's mount. It is said that it is a rare breed specially found for him by the old marquis. It is of astonishing value. There is only one such horse in the entire capital.
Such a precious horse has a different meaning. He never lets others ride it, and no one else can ride it.
Mingwei just used some small tricks to temporarily appease him with magic.
In any case, Ah Wan wanted to see a joke, but she was destined not to see it.
When the sky gets brighter, the smell of food is everywhere in the camp.
Master Ji and Ji Ling also got up.
"Morning! Cousin."
"Good morning, cousin."
Ji Ling looked at the horse, pinched his chin, said nothing, and went to get the food.
After breakfast, each family polished their bows and polished their arrows. Those who could hunt prepared to go hunting by themselves, while those who couldn't went to accompany them.
Mingwei saw that many wealthy ladies came out of various camps.
Some of them were wearing riding attire and looked heroic, while some were still wearing skirts and shirts, with slim figures.
Everyone gathered in the king's tent.
The emperor came out. He also wore soft armor today, and he looked a little more heroic.
Everyone praised him in unison.
The emperor called Pingsheng with a smile and said: "I am a martial artist in the Qi Dynasty. When Emperor Taizu was here, both the Southern Chu and the Hu people were frightened by the news. I am not good at bow and horse, but with you, you will not let me down, right?"
All the ministers responded in unison.
The emperor raised his hand and pressed it: "Today's autumn hunting is for the purpose of strengthening the troops and not forgetting the teachings of our ancestors. Anyone who performs outstandingly in the autumn hunting will be rewarded heavily. No matter who the son is, whether he has an official rank or not, he can enjoy it as much as he wants.
Revealed.”
Subsequently, various rewards and punishments were announced.
This means that if you perform well, you may be awarded an official title, and the atmosphere in the venue becomes lively.