King An excitedly tugged on Yang Shu's sleeve: "Do you think they can win?"
Yang Shu only glanced at it, opened the fan to fan the wind, and said lazily: "None of them."
An Wang was surprised: "You're saying no before you even show your signature?"
Yang Shu twitched his lips: "I can see it with my eyes."
As soon as he reminded him, King An remembered it.
This kid has very poisonous eyes. When I played with him in the early years, Ye Zi would do all kinds of tricks, and I would definitely lose. Later I found out that he could tell the difference between each card from the same back.
Unfortunately, he knew it too late and had already lost so much that he did not dare to gamble.
The two people showed their lot and found nothing, so they left in disappointment.
…
Wen Ying followed her mother into Xuandu Temple.
Zhike led them to a side room, served them a pot of tea, and then left.
Mrs. Chengenhou couldn't help complaining: "We have donated so much sesame oil money, but we are only given this room?"
The wing was so small that once the masters sat down, there was no room for them, so the maids and servants had to stand outside.
The old lady of the Hou Mansion lowered her eyelids: "Xuandu Guan has a transcendent status and is not short of money. How can you bribe him with a few sesame oil coins?"
Hearing that her mother-in-law was displeased, Mrs. Chengenhou restrained herself a little, but couldn't help but said: "At least for the sake of the prince..."
"If it weren't for the prince, we wouldn't even have a room like this." The old lady said lightly, "Do you know how many people are eyeing Princess Yue's position this time? Among all the ladies of the right age in the capital, as long as they have some wealth, who wouldn't want to try it out?
?Even people from the Lu family came."
Mrs. Chengenhou was surprised: "Isn't the Lu family very noble? Even the crown prince is not willing to do so."
"It's not like the Lu family only has direct descendants. It's a famous family, and there are countless descendants from the side line. It may sound like a noble birth, but it's just superficial glory. When it comes to choosing a princess, they can't even remember their names. How could they let this opportunity pass?"
Wen Ying listened and tightened her clothes.
She is already nineteen. She is a real old girl, and her family cannot let her wait until she is twenty, so this year is her last deadline.
If it didn't work out this time, she would have to choose someone from her family. Those families were not bad, but none of them were the legitimate sons to inherit the title. Wen Ying wanted to be the crown prince, so how could she be so popular?
When Mrs. Chengenhou saw her daughter like this, she consoled her: "That's what I say, but the identity of the King of Yue is a bit embarrassing. Not everyone likes it. It would be a lot if there are hundreds of people."
The old lady is not so optimistic. The capital is so big and the circle of powerful people is not small. How can there be so few young ladies of the right age? There are only a few people at the top who want to have a relationship with him, but the middle-level people can't care about it. There are hundreds of people? This is also true.
What a great idea.
Wen Ying looked outside frequently: "Has it started yet? Will someone win first?"
"Probably not..."
Just after he finished speaking, a servant came hurriedly from outside to report: "Old madam, madam, something is not right!"
Mrs. Hou in the room was frightened and said angrily: "What's wrong? Speak up!"
The servant gasped and replied: "Because there are too many people, the method of drawing lots has been changed!"
The whole room was dumbfounded: "What?"
They have already communicated with the prince and have thought of ways to cheat. Now they have changed it?
"Change it to what?" Mrs. Chengenhou asked anxiously.
…
The main palace did not expect that there would be so many ladies in the capital.
According to the numbers reported by the chamberlain, they did nothing today. They just watched people draw lots until it got dark, and they couldn't finish the lot.
You can't ask the emperor to keep watching such a boring thing, right?
Xuanfei came over and asked.
The emperor was startled after hearing this: "There are so many people?"
Xuanfei replied: "Yes, everywhere in the temple is full of people." He paused and then said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this method will have to be changed, and it will never be completed."
"What do you think should be done?"
"It's better to smoke them at the same time."
"How to smoke at the same time?"
Xuanfei signaled the Taoist priest guarding the temple to get the lottery tubes, and said: "The poor Taoist asked his disciples to take out a few ordinary lottery tubes and let them draw them all at once. Anyone who wins the first lot can enter the palace and shake the phoenix lottery. In this way,
There is a limit to the number of people entering the temple, so your Majesty and ladies can ask and take a closer look."
The emperor looked at Concubine Pei: "What do you think, Concubine Pei?"
Concubine Pei smiled and said: "It's boring to watch it all day long, but the Imperial Master's method is not bad at all."
Concubine Hui also said: "If you win both rounds, it means you are really destined."
The emperor nodded and looked at Yang Shu again, but saw that he was in a daze, so he asked with a smile: "Why, are you worried that the person is not the one you are destined for? I said, if you like, just take him into the house, and give him more
There’s no harm in being decent, and given her family background, it’s not an injustice to be the second concubine.”
Yang Shu pursed his lips and said with a few stubborn words: "Just smoke it, she must be it!"
The emperor shook his head helplessly and told Xuan Fei: "Then let's do it!"
The prince, who had been sitting quietly beside him, his eyes flashed, and he stood up and said: "Father, since it will take a while, I will go change my clothes first."
The emperor agreed as he pleased.
Prince Jiang Sheng went out from the back door and saw Wen Yuan waiting there.
"Where's Mr. Fu?"
Wen Yuan saw something from his anxious expression and hurriedly said: "Waiting in the neighboring courtyard."
"Um."
The two of them quickly went to the yard next door and got into a wing room.
"Your Highness?" Fu Jin stood up and looked at him with a frown in surprise.
"Something happened, there were too many people, we had to smoke twice..."
After hearing the prince talk about the new method of drawing lots, Fu Jin asked: "Are they going to get the lot now?"
"Yes." The prince hesitated, "Can my third cousin still win?"
Fu Jindao: "The time is so short that we can't manipulate the signature. We have to think of other ways."
"gentlemen……"
Fu Jin thought for a while and replied calmly: "Your Highness, don't be anxious. I'm responsible for this. I still have some time to make it work. You just go back and don't have to do anything."
His attitude infected the prince, and his tense mood gradually relaxed. He cupped his hands and said, "Then Mr. Lao will be here."
Fu Jin smiled and said: "Your Highness, please always remember that you are a nobleman from Heaven and the future king of a country. Your subordinates will take care of these small things for you. There is no need to panic."
After hearing this, the prince felt very comfortable and said, "In that case, I'll go back first, sir."
Congratulations to Fu Jin.
On the way, Wenyuan asked: "Your Highness, can Mr. Fu really do it? They will send it outside immediately after they get the lottery tube. It won't be long! I can't think of a way no matter how hard I think about it."
The prince said: "Mr. Fu said it can be done, so it can be done. How else can he become famous all over the capital?"
Thinking about the prince, he felt happy: "It is such a blessing that such a person is willing to fight for an orphan."
Wen Yuan complimented: "You are the future emperor, the destined lord of the world, and you will have heroes to join you."
The prince laughed, felt happy, and went back to the palace. (To be continued)