The emperor covered his face and coughed a few more times, with a tired smile on his face: "Tell me, which son is it this time?"
Fu Heng's eyes moved slightly, and after a moment he bowed and said: "My lord, I don't dare to speak nonsense."
The emperor waved his hand, casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf, and said slowly: "Even if you don't tell me, I know it's Prince Ping. He is getting bolder and bolder, but he has forgotten that I am still sitting on this dragon chair.
Woolen cloth."
The emperor did not talk to him at all, but said to himself: "Everyone in the world thinks that I am fatuous, so I might as well live up to my reputation as fatuous."
"Go and find an expert for me. If you find this person, I will definitely reward him generously and make him a national master."
Fu Heng raised his eyes and looked at the old man who now looked much haggard. After a long time, he said "I obey" and retreated.
In the main hall, Jiang Wu had just returned to the banquet when another beautiful woman walked towards her. She seemed a bit familiar.
When the woman saw Jiang Wu, she came over and asked her, holding a wine glass: "Is this Miss Jiang Wu, the widower of Fusi, Beizhen?"
Jiang Wu didn't know her, so he responded respectfully: "Exactly."
"I am Jiang Lu, the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family of Pingxuan Marquis. The last time I was on the street, the carriage on my house surprised the girl. I was walking in a hurry and forgot to apologize to the girl. Now I am offering tea instead of wine to express my gratitude to the girl.
Sorry."
Jiang Lu? Jiang Wu barely had an impression. She seemed to be the girl he met on the street last time, but she didn't say anything last time, so Jiang Wu had no impression of her.
Jiang Lu said: "You and I have the same surname, why not choose a day to marry Jinlan?"
Jiang Wu:???Why?
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She laughed awkwardly and said tactfully: "I'm just a little bastard, how dare I become a sister with the daughter of the Hou family."
And this Jiang Lu was also very strange. He didn't even know her, but he started talking about sworn sisters. As far as she knew, people in ancient times valued logic very much. Jiang Lu's behavior was very strange anyway.
Jiang Lu was also stunned for a moment before he smiled and said: "I was rude, just because when I saw Miss Jiang, I felt like an old friend at first sight. If you are offended because of this, it is my fault."
Actually Jiang Wu... still thinks she is weird.
When will Fu Heng come back?
At this time, Jiang Lu suddenly said: "I have been drinking this wine for a while. There will be a fireworks display after the winter banquet. Do you want to go and see it?"
Fireworks show? Jiang Wu thought to myself that I have no interest in it. Even if the city does not ban fireworks, she doesn't like to watch them because her throat has been more sensitive than others since she was a child. If she gets too close, she might sneeze.
Jiang Wu: "I don't like watching fireworks."
Jiang Lu: "..." Why is this person so ignorant of praise?
Jiang Wu thought Jiang Lu was strange, but couldn't find the reason for her strangeness, so she just thought she was another woman who admired Fu Heng and was looking for trouble for her.
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In the small building outside the winter banquet hall, there is a deserted alley. A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old is jumping with brisk steps. This little girl is wearing a bright yellow short coat with Ruyi moire pattern, and has beautiful features.
She also wears a gilded jade hairpin on her head, which is both beautiful and luxurious.
"Princess, Princess, please slow down. Didn't you say you are going to watch the fireworks display?" Behind her, there was a panting palace maid. Because of today's winter banquet, people were more relaxed than usual, otherwise she would be at this moment.
Never dare to speak loudly.
The person she called a princess said in a playful and cute voice: "Of course I want to see the fireworks display, but I heard that a flower bloomed beside the path, so of course I want to see it first."
The little palace maid was miserable and said: "Where can I find flowers for you to see in this winter? Princess, please put on your cloak first."
In this way, the little palace maid and the princess ran after each other, and soon ran to the pavilion. The princess saw someone sitting under the pavilion from a distance, seeming to be silently wiping her tears. For a moment, she even forgot to pick flowers and was busy.
He came up and asked, "Why are you crying here?"
The person silently wiping her tears under the pavilion was none other than Jiang Lu. She covered her face with a handkerchief and was crying sadly. When she saw the princess, she was stunned for a moment before paying homage: "My little daughter Jiang Lu, please see Princess Wen Xian."
Princess Wen Xian is His Majesty's favorite daughter. She is only fourteen years old this year. She is at an age where she is ignorant of many things. She has some impressions of Jiang Lu.
"Are you the legitimate daughter of Pingxuanhou's family?"
Jiang Lu quickly wiped away his tears and nodded: "It's my little girl."
Wen Xian was a little curious and frowned: "Why are you crying here?"
Jiang Lu lowered his head, with a forced smile on his face: "My little girl is fine, it's just that the wind and sand blurred her eyes. I've heard that the princess likes to watch fireworks. Please go to the Moon Tower first, don't delay enjoying the scenery."
Wen Xian tilted his head and thought for a while, "But you cried for so long just now. I don't think it was the wind and sand that blinded your eyes."
It was okay if she didn't say it, but Jiang Lu's tears couldn't stop as soon as she said it: "Princess, you don't know something. At the banquet today, I met a woman with the same surname as me. I feel...
Having the same surname is fate, so I wanted to make friends with her. Unexpectedly, because she was the daughter of the master of the command room of Jinyiwei, that woman became domineering and humiliated her many times..."
After saying that, a line of clear tears rolled down her cheeks, and her lips turned white. Coupled with the sharp wind and snow in winter, it was really pitiful to see the disaster.
Princess Wen Xian paused, and her tone suddenly became excited: "Commander of the Jinyi Guards? You mean Brother Fu? Does he already have a wife? Is that woman beautiful?"
Jiang Ludun felt weak and threw back all the words he had prepared. His nose was sore and he shed tears: "Yes, that woman brought it to you because she was the commander. She was very arrogant at the table. The Du family's elders
The young lady was also so angry that she cried, I just saw it."
Wen Xian asked the maid next to him: "Who is the eldest lady of the Du family?"
The palace maid hurriedly put the rabbit fur cloak on her, "As for the princess, she should be the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites, her name is Du Yuerou."
Wen Xian shook her head and expressed that she was not impressed. Then she frowned and said, "Then since you know that this woman is arrogant and domineering and made the eldest daughter of the Du family cry with anger, why do you still want to make friends with her?"
Jiang Lu: "..."
Wen Xian didn't wait for her answer, and figured out the truth by himself: "Is it possible that you have some trouble with the eldest lady of the Du family?"
Jiang Lu was speechless and could only silently twist her handkerchief to wipe away her tears. Wen Xian put his hands on his hips and thought for a while, and actually got a little interested: "Since you said that girl is arrogant and domineering, I really want to take a look.
She, where is she?"
Although Jiang Lu felt that the development of this matter seemed a little strange, he still pointed the direction to Princess Wen Xian: "She was in the hall just now, and she should be there now."