"Get up and answer the question," the emperor said.
The woman kowtowed and thanked him, stood up and raised her head.
Han Chang finally saw her appearance clearly, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. She was really young. She could only be said to be a child. She had long eyebrows and bright eyes. When he saw these eyes, Han Chang's mind went "ah"
blurted out.
At this time, the emperor was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted, and he was a little surprised.
Although he is an official from the countryside, he is not young at all, so he should not be rude in front of you.
Everyone in the palace looked sideways at Han Chang, and even the chamberlain coughed lightly to warn him.
But Han Chang didn't seem to notice at all, he just looked at the woman with an expression of surprise and excitement.
"You, you, it's you." He stammered, "Are you Mrs. Cheng?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"It's me." she said, "I am."
Han Chang's words shocked everyone in the hall.
It seems that Mrs. Cheng is already so famous that she is so famous that she gets very excited when she meets her.
The emperor's face looked a little ugly.
It is really embarrassing for his ministers to lose their composure like this.
It is enough for the ministers to worship heaven and earth, worship saints, and worship the king and father. How would it be appropriate to worship a little lady?
The servants naturally saw the emperor's expression and guessed his thoughts. Looking at Han Chang who was still obviously in a state of losing his composure, he didn't notice it at all. They couldn't help but feel a little pity.
It's really pitiful. He came here to be promoted to an official position, but his future was going to be ruined. However, no one reminded this poor country official that he had no friendship and no benefits worth taking action.
"It's you, you're Mrs. Cheng." Han Chang repeated the words again.
The emperor's face became even more ugly, and just as he was about to speak, someone spoke first.
"Do you recognize him?" Prince Jin'an asked with a smile.
Do you recognize it?
The emperor was stunned.
It's you, you are Mrs. Cheng.
So it’s not a word? It’s you? You’re Mrs. Cheng?
Oh, in this way, the woman's reply just now was also two sentences, it's me, I am.
"It's a one-time relationship." Cheng Jiaoniang answered the question from Prince Jin'an.
"This side can't be..." Prince Jin'an looked at her and said slowly with twinkling eyes.
"It's her, it's her." Han Chang said, turning around and saluting the emperor, his voice trembling, "Your Majesty, this is the lady passing by Panjiang who killed the thieving monk just now."
Sure enough! As expected!
The prince of Jin'an County smiled, while the emperor was a little stunned, with thoughts running wildly in his mind, but in the end he could only form one sentence.
It turns out that she really knows how to read Feng Shui patterns.
"Your Majesty, just tell me what I am saying, she won't tell lies." Prince Jin'an said again.
The emperor looked at him with a hint of warning.
Enough is enough, there is no need to say nice things for this lady again and again.
The emperor opened his mouth to speak, but felt that he didn't know what to say.
If he was going to ask, there was no need to ask after Han Chang's gaffe was revealed. This was so unexpected and made him a little confused.
"Ms. Cheng, did your master teach you this way of observing the sky?" he had to ask.
"I've been taught a little bit," Cheng Jiaoniang replied.
The emperor pursed his lips.
"You really know a lot," he said.
Why is your business happening everywhere?
The emperor looked inside the palace. If he wanted to ask, there was no need to ask. He looked at his royal relatives and his ministers. One of them had a smile on his face, and the other one was just as excited as Cui Qinshi who had lost his way.
He, the emperor sitting on the throne, was not as eye-catching as this little girl standing in the palace.
Can you detect a solar eclipse at such a young age? You must be proficient in astronomical calendars... but that's not necessarily the case.
"Astronomy, you don't only know about measuring solar eclipses, do you?" the emperor asked.
"No, I know more about this." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The emperor said oh.
"Why did you kill that monk?" he asked.
"Observing the sky and measuring the stars is for calendar farming and for the people to know the solar terms of life. It is not for the purpose of discussing good and bad fortunes, let alone to confuse the people. Talking about astronomy and making false claims about good and bad fortunes should be punished. It is the law and the law of Taoism."
Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Women of the common people dare not discuss laws for the government, but only fight for astronomy and Taoism."
The emperor was happy when he said this. Yes, that's how it should be. Those bastards from Si Tiantai would always use the celestial phenomena to accuse him, the emperor, of not practicing benevolent government, and they would always ask him to apologize for his sins. Bah, next time they will do it again.
If they dare to judge good or bad fortune based on celestial phenomena, I will kill them... Of course not... Anyone can kill them, but he, the emperor, cannot.
From this point of view, this lady really put her life in danger.
What a pity, what a pity, why is it a woman?
If he is a man, I will let him join the Sitiantai Taishi Bureau immediately.
What a pity, what a pity, it would be great if her master was still alive.
The emperor was slightly lost in thought.
"Your Majesty, can I go to cultivate the flower field?" Prince Jin'an stepped forward and asked.
This sound brought the emperor back to his senses.
"I won't care if you demolish your palace." He said angrily.
"Your Majesty, how can I give this up? This is a gift from your Majesty." Prince Jin'an said with a smile and bowed to salute.
Now that there was nothing left to ask, everyone in the palace took this opportunity to leave. Watching the three of them file out, a chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward to serve tea.
"It's all cold." The emperor shouted angrily, slamming down the tea bowl on the table, "Are you going to be an errand?"
The chamberlain knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Get out." The emperor shouted solemnly.
The waiter didn't dare to say a word and left with a sad face.
"I really don't know how to be an errand." An old chamberlain standing outside the door said calmly.
He actually wanted to frame the Prince of Jin'an County, but failed to do so, which made His Majesty caught off guard and embarrassed.
Deserve it!
"Your Majesty is in his prime, why are you so anxious?" he said to himself.
The waiter behind him hesitated.
"But, there is no other choice." He whispered.
Are there any other options?
The old chamberlain said nothing, and looked at the sky above the palaces with his hands folded. The dark clouds blocked the sunlight.
It's going to snow.
"It's going to snow, you should go back quickly." Prince Jin'an said.
"It won't rain until night," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Prince Jin'an smiled.
"Yes, you are right," he said.
Han Chang followed behind and watched the young man and woman in front of him walking slowly. Hearing the casual and simple conversation between the two, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
This Lady Cheng turned out to be the Lady Cheng that she had been longing for. This Lady Cheng turned out to be the Lady Cheng who was so famous, the Lady Cheng who was pampered by her elders and the Lady Cheng who was welcomed by the Emperor, the Empress, and the Empress.
He raised his head and looked at Mrs. Cheng.
Welcome?
Her back did not even bend when she bowed to the emperor, and there was no common humble smile on her face to please her.
This kind of uprightness is not the kind of deliberate uprightness displayed by some so-called celebrities of the Qing Dynasty.
Rather, it is relaxed and comfortable, innate, and comes from the heart, neither humble nor arrogant, nor welcoming nor obedient.
Welcome? Han Chang shook his head and sighed inwardly.
There was a noise in the carriage, and Han Chang raised his head and came back to his senses to see the carriage of King Jin'an leaving. The lady also walked towards her carriage, and he hurriedly stepped forward.
"Ms. Cheng," he said, raising his body and saluting.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned around and returned the greeting.
"Han relied entirely on his wife's help today," Han Chang said.
"My lord, you are joking." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I have already said that your business is your business and has nothing to do with me. The speaker has no intention and the listener has intention. I said it and if you don't listen, it is not in vain.
I said it and you listened, so you get what you deserve. Look, what does this have to do with me?"
Han Chang was startled and then smiled.
"My lady is generous," he said, saluting again with an awkward look on his face, "My son Yuan Chao has misunderstood my lady. I will go back and take him to make amends with my lady."
"What misunderstood me?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"I misunderstood that my wife is a bad person." Han Chang said.
"No, he doesn't regard me as a villain." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Master Han, you know it in your heart."
Yes, Han Yuanchao did not regard her as a villain, but as a good person, a good person, but she was not someone he recognized.
Han Chang was silent and sighed heavily.
"Madam." He saluted again, "Madam is very kind to my father and son."
"That's wrong, Mr. Han, it's your noble master who has been kind to me." Cheng Jiaoniang returned the courtesy.
Was the Yuan Dynasty kind to her?
Han Chang was stunned for a moment before he asked. There was a waiter on the opposite side leading a person to come slowly. His face looked familiar. He couldn't help but froze for a moment and recognized it immediately.
"Feng Zhongcheng." He blurted out.
Han Chang blurted out and his eyes fell on Cheng Jiaoniang.
Is this a narrow encounter?
Feng Lin saw Han Chang stop and recognized the person he had met at the road station, so he raised his hand to salute. However, he saw that Han Chang seemed to be distracted. He did not look at himself and did not return the salute. He only looked at his back.
of a woman.
It's the family members, I guess, but why did the family members follow me here?
Feng Lin frowned slightly, and without saying anything, he raised his feet to leave. At this moment, the woman turned around, and Feng Lin glanced at her casually and stepped past her.
A carriage appeared in front of him, and a woman was sitting in the carriage, with a pale face and bright eyes.
"Actually, if you really want to say this, then it's not me who saved you, and it's not me who you should thank," she said.
Feng Lin suddenly stopped.
"It's you!" he shouted in a loud voice and turned around.
Han Chang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously stood in front of Cheng Jiaoniang, but he immediately felt a little ashamed of his actions.
Even if Feng Lin is called the Ghost Judge again, he is not someone who beats women.
Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from behind.
"It's me." she said.
Feng Lin took a step forward, as if he wanted to push Han Chang away, but he stretched out his hand and backed away hurriedly, then raised his body and saluted.
"Feng Lin has met the lady." He said tremblingly.
Han Chang was startled, what is the truth of this? Is it ironic?
He stood up and turned to look at Cheng Jiaoniang. The woman returned the courtesy politely.
"Master Han, I'm leaving." She said to herself after the ceremony.
Han Chang hurriedly said please.
Feng Lin took a step forward to say something, but stopped and respectfully saluted Cheng Jiaoniang again.
"Feng Linggong is sending your wife off," he said.
After watching the carriage go down Yu Street, Feng Lin looked away, unable to conceal his excitement, and turned to look at Han Chang.
"Master Han, it turns out that this is a relative of yours, and Feng Lin took the liberty of visiting you," he said.
Han Chang looked at him with a strange expression.
"Master Feng, she is not my relative," he said.
Feng Lin was stunned for a moment.
"Are those my friend's family members?" he said, saluting again, "I hope Mr. Han can recommend me. This lady has a great debt to Feng Lin."
Han Chang looked shocked.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"This lady has been very kind to Feng Lin for saving his life." Feng Lin no longer tabooed the habit of not talking to strangers. At this time, he regarded Han Chang as an old friend. When he asked, he immediately said, "Feng Lin has always been
I hope to see you again and sincerely thank you, but I can't. I didn't expect that my long-cherished wish will come true today. Thank you very much, sir, and I hope you can recommend me."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Han Chang, whose expression became even weirder.
"You said she was your lifesaver?" Han Chang asked, as if he had heard the most absurd thing in the world.
Feng Lin stood up straight.
"Master Han, is he looking down on women?" he asked, "or do you think Feng is just joking?"
Han Chang shook his head hurriedly.
Look down on this woman? He is already rude enough, let alone have such thoughts.
He looked at Feng Lin to make sure that the ghost judge was not crazy or drunk, and that everything he heard was true.
"She is actually very kind to you." He murmured.
Also? Feng Lin pricked up his ears to hear this word and looked at Han Chang again.
"Could Master Han and her..." he asked.
Han Chang looked at him and nodded.
"She was kind to me, no, not only to me, but also to the dog," he said.
That's it, Feng Lin nodded.
"Then may I ask, Mr. Han, who is my benefactor? I will go to see you immediately," he said.
Han Chang looked at him with a strange smile, which seemed pitiful and pathetic.
"Master Feng really wants to know?" he asked.
Feng Lin was startled again and frowned. How could Han Chang, a person who seemed quite normal on the road, be speaking in such a strange manner at this time?
"It is not a gentleman to know a favor but not repay it." He said solemnly.
Han Chang's mouth twitched.
"What if instead of repaying the crime, we actually harm it?" he asked.
This Master Han! Feng Lin frowned.
"That's worse than a beast." He said.
Han Chang looked at him and sighed.
"My lord, my condolences," he said.
"Master Han, what do you mean?" Feng Lin took a step forward and shouted with a bit of anger.
"It's not interesting." Han Chang looked at him and sighed, "I just think God's will is playing tricks on people."
"You..." Feng Lin wanted to speak again, but Han Chang spoke first.
"Master Feng, this lady, Master Feng, is no stranger to her, and she is very familiar with her." He said, reaching out and pointing in the direction where Cheng Jiaoniang left on the imperial street.
"Her surname is Cheng, from Jiangzhou."
Cheng, a person from Jiangzhou, Feng Lin was very happy and hurriedly wrote down these words in his mind. He suddenly took a breath of cold air and raised his head and looked at Han Chang in disbelief.
Her surname is Cheng! She is from Jiangzhou!
How could it be possible?! How could it be possible?!
Feng Lin took a step forward and reached out to grab Han Chang's arm. His face turned red and veins popped out on his hand.
He opened his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he felt like the world was spinning, and his body swayed and leaned forward.
