Four hundred and seventieth chapters red pearl grass
In the Imperial City, in the Clan's Mansion and the Council of Elders, the old man looked at the divination on the ground, calculated with his fingers, and reasoned who the person who had repeatedly peeked into the palace was.
"A big metal bird flying in the sky, a small motorcycle, an alley, a consciousness as mysterious and unfathomable as an abyss..."
Finally, the old man opened his eyes, but his eyes became increasingly confused.
But it was the layers of control that made him try his best, and he didn't figure out who the final controller was, so he was at a loss.
Zhou Yang asked Lucy to control the car, and Lucy strengthened the relay station through signals not far away. Through layers of control, the difficulty of divination was increased.
It's like tracking a hacker's ID, only to find that the hacker is going crazy through the meat machine and controlling the layers. It's extremely difficult to track. In the end, you can only watch the hacker disappear and never be traced again.
Finally, the old man said in a deep voice: "Continue to strengthen the defense of the imperial city!"
Dingxiang Building,
A cry of brother made Zhou Yang raise his head and look at the young man with red lips and white teeth in front of the table.
"Brother, this is Jia Baoyu, Duke of Rongguo. I seem to have met you somewhere before."
In Zhou Yang's opinion, Jia Baoyu's excuse for striking up a conversation was very old-fashioned.
"Zhou Yang, courtesy name Wenhe, is from Tongzhou. He is currently staying at General Mansion in Zhenbei."
Zhou Yang stood up, raised his hands towards Jia Baoyu and said.
As for Rongguo Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, Zhou Yang came to Shangjing City and was already in a state of thunder after a few days.
However, relatively speaking, although the Rongguo Mansion is a hereditary duke and has rich ancestors, compared with the upstarts like Zhenbei General Mansion who hold real power, although their status is noble, their power in the court is actually not as good as before, and they feel like they are in the west.
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But for now, Jia Baoyu's sister Jia Yuanchun has been granted the title of imperial concubine, and the Duke of Rong's palace is in a raging fire, and it is the time when flowers are blooming.
"When I saw Brother Wen He just now, I felt familiar. I felt like I had known him for a long time, and I felt like I had seen him in a dream."
As Jia Baoyu spoke, he sat down opposite Zhou Yang. He didn't look out of place at all, but his eyes were extraordinarily sincere, as if what he said was what he was thinking.
Zhou Yang didn't think of a way to enter the palace at the moment. Thinking that Jia Baoyu's sister Jia Yuanchun was also a noble concubine in the palace, he endured his temper and chatted with Jia Baoyu for a while.
Unexpectedly, Jia Baoyu turned out to be very interesting and seemed to be in perfect harmony with each other during the chat.
He has an out-of-touch temperament and is not familiar with the secular world. In a place full of ethics and ethics like the Duke of Rongguo, he often challenges the constraints of ethics and ethics in his words and deeds.
"A handsome man like Brother Wenhe is indeed not like those earthly, dirty and smelly clay figures. Even his thoughts are so different!"
Jia Baoyu was extremely happy.
He found theoretical support in the words of Brother Wenhe, and deep in his heart he developed a rebellious spirit against feudal ethics.
"What's wrong? Brother Baoyu, are you worried about something?"
Zhou Yang saw Jia Baoyu's sudden expression of excitement and asked.
"Brother Wenhe, to be honest, I came here because I was getting married soon, and I just came here to drink to drown my sorrows. Now, listening to your words is worth ten years of reading.
I want to decide my own destiny!
I’ll treat you to this table of wine today, and I’ll be a good host to you, Brother Wenhe, tomorrow!”
After some discussion, Jia Baoyu fell in love with Zhou Yang at first sight.
He gently spit out the sorrow in his heart, stood up, said a word without thinking, and left.
If Zhou Yang hadn't known Jia Baoyu's plot, he really wouldn't have understood what Jia Baoyu meant.
In the following time, Zhou Yang thought of many ways to sneak into the palace.
Including the time in the Daxia world, when ant-sized chips were hidden in the palace purchasing team, they were easily detected by the formation and were about to be destroyed.
Five days later, while in the general's mansion, shaking a glass of red wine, basking in the sun, and eating pork, Li Luoluo came over with a bright invitation card.
"The invitation sent by the housekeeper of Duke Rongguo's palace was said to be sent to you by Crown Prince Baoyu himself. Brother Zhou, when did you meet Crown Prince Baoyu?"
Li Luoluo sent the invitation to Zhou Yang's hand and asked curiously.
"We met in a restaurant a few days ago."
Zhou Yang opened the invitation and saw that it was an invitation for the wedding of Jia Baoyu and Xue Baochai. The date was three days later.
"It seems that Jia Baoyu still failed to escape his original fate."
"This is normal. Jia Baoyu has an indecisive temperament to begin with, and as a servant of Shenying, he has experienced many calamities. How could he escape his fate so easily?"
Zhou Yang put away the invitation and said: "In three days, Luoluo, please come with me to the appointment."
"Okay, okay!"
Li Luoluo nodded repeatedly, very happy.
Three days later,
Lanterns were decorated in front of the Rongguo Mansion, and there were gorgeous carriages in front of the street, which was packed with people.
In front of the Jia Mansion, people were coming and going, cars were busy, and loads of gifts were being brought into the house.
On this day, the Jia Mansion was worthy of being a century-old aristocratic family. It was boiling with fire and full of flowers. The whole capital was paying attention to the excitement of the Jia Mansion.
When you step into Jia's mansion, you will be guided by the servants in the mansion.
Compared with Zhenbei General's Mansion, Jia's Mansion undoubtedly has more rich heritage.
The pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, winding corridors, high eaves, red walls, green tiles, and moon gate corridors change the scenery as you move.
I often see plaques with the emperor's pen and everyone's ink.
The luxurious style of the residence is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Li Luoluo also came to Jia's Mansion for the first time. His little head turned left and right, admiring the luxury of Jia's Mansion.
Under the guidance of the servant, we quickly arrived at the house.
At this time, a phoenix begging for a phoenix was played, and red and colorful decorations were hung everywhere. The host and guests all had smiling faces, making it all festive.
Jia Baoyu listened to Sister Feng's words and thought that her struggle had paid off. The person she was going to marry was her beloved Lin Daiyu. Her face was full of joy and glow, and she was waiting to go to the church to get married.
While sitting in his seat, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Yang's arrival and greeted Zhou Yang with a happy expression.
Zhou Yang also returned the gift and watched Baoyu and Xue Baochai, who was wearing a red hijab, worship in the warm atmosphere and then return to the bridal chamber.
"Prince Baoyu and Miss Xue family are really talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven!"
"Prince Baoyu, according to legend, was born with a jade in his hand. He is a god from heaven who descended to earth. The old lady loves him very much. I am afraid that the old lady is the happiest person about this marriage."
Zhou Yang spoke to Lin Luoluo who was eating at the table, left the table, walked to a deserted area of the latrine, performed an invisibility spell, swept away his mind, and walked to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Lin Daiyu was.
The sound of crying blood, the drops of tears, as red as beads, gradually crisis.
When Zhou Yang walked into Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the crying had gradually disappeared.
"Miss Lin, I'm going."
Zijuan held Lin Daiyu's cold body and cried.
"The road to death has not yet disappeared, but I still go to the Immortal Pavilion to find Jiangzhu."
There was a faint sigh, and pink petals were floating in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. A jade-like young man came on the wind and landed in front of the door. With a wave of his hand, Miss Lin disappeared on the bed.
Zijuan and the others watched Mr. Ruyu walk away on the wind, like a fairy, and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye, leaving only a thin layer of petals on the ground.
