Chapter 19 National Teacher's Proverbs

I raised my head and was making contact with her eyes. I was extremely uncomfortable with her looking at me, just like looking at something interesting.

I was looked at by her and got hair all over. I don't know if this is the style of the royal princess. However, compared with her, Afu's eye knife was simply a little witch, so I immediately made a decision and turned to Afu and flattered her extremely: "Afu, you look much thinner. Isn't it an old disease? You have to take good care of yourself."

Afu was born with asthma because she was not born in full-month, and she had asthma in her mother's womb. Whenever there is a climate change, she is particularly prone to get sick, so the virtuous concubine took good care of her and never allowed her to play like other children of the same age. According to Duguhong, when he first entered Zongxue, he saw that everyone ignored Afu and felt sorry for her, so he became particularly close to her. However, according to the current situation, I'm afraid that she has already made the little child a possession, making me think of an opponent who coveting his prey.

"None." Afu didn't look at me and hummed in her nose.

"Afu!"

"Afu..." Unexpectedly, I had a tacit understanding with the little boy again.

"Poof..." But Princess An Yue, who had always been dignified and elegant, saw her cover her face with her sleeves and her shoulders trembled slightly: "Interest, really interesting, and it's another confused public case..."

I looked at the little boy and felt puzzled. Afu hummed again.

"Well, it's almost time. Afu, let's go first." Princess An Yue got up, and we hurried behind her.

"Don't worry, there will be no obstacle for the prince to return to the East Palace later." She suddenly turned to us and said, "However, remember to let him reply to me within three days, but it's out of date!"

We didn't know what she said to the prince, so we had to nod ignorantly. Av seemed to be a little reluctant. She turned back several times, stopped talking, and finally followed Princess An Yue.

Less than half an hour after sending the two princesses out, Ting Yu came back, but he was alone. He was absent and extremely decadent.

Seeing us looking at him doubtfully, he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth: "The Prince's Hall went back to the East Palace first. Don't worry, everything is fine all the way."

I wish things could be so simple, but how can Tingyu ask about such a situation?

"Brother Tingyu, just now, Princess An Yue asked us to bring a message and ask the prince to reply to her within three days, but I don't know..." But the little boy opened his mouth.

Ting Yu smiled bitterly when she heard the words and sighed gently, "What else can it be? It's a great thing."

This makes us more and more confused.

He was hesitating whether to ask, and Ting Yu continued again, and his words were like thunder: "We are about to have a crown princess. Ayou, you will have a sister-in-law soon, and I, our Zhao family is about to shine."

Is it...

"The prince is going to accept my sister as the prince Liangdi."

Tingyu's sister, the daughter of the Zhao family who loves Yanzhi, married the prince! How can the situation be so complicated?

"This is an exchange for me not to garriage the border. Princess An Yue doesn't know how to get the emperor to agree. As long as the prince accepts my sister, and then I... let me stay in Gyeonggi."

"Then why did Princess An Yue come to think about it?" I don't understand.

"Oh, who doesn't know that my sister and Princess An Yue have the same disease - lovesickness, which is not caused by General Yan. It is said that two days ago, when the emperor sent my father to pick up General Yanzhi, he had officially proposed to marry my sister to General Yan as his concubine.

"You mean that Princess An Yue will take this opportunity to eliminate her rival, but can she do anything about marriage? Besides, with her status, even if she really declines to General Yanzhi in the future, how can a concubine shake her position? The little boy couldn't help interrupting.

Tingyu shook her head and turned around: "You are still young and won't understand. If the two people who really love each other are like our hands and feet, they are in painless without one, and there will be one more?"

Three hands and three feet appeared in my mind. I couldn't help sweating and shaking my head repeatedly.

"Yes, how to coordinate if there is one more?" He repeated in a low voice and said to himself.

"Tingyu, don't worry, isn't that the only way? The prince was also rushed to the hospital. Perhaps, we don't have to go this far. As we said before, I will find your eldest brother today and figure out the route..." I repeatedly comforted.

Ting Yuchang sighed: "Let's do your best. Sometimes there must be something in your life, and there is no time to force it."

When he came out of Haoyue Pavilion, he was very upset and kicked stones all the way. Suddenly, there was an extremely familiar sound of "Ouch" and hurriedly looked up. A tall palace woman was covering her forehead not far away. It was the returning Xiuxiu.

"Princess, are you afraid that the bruises on my face will dissipate? I have to add insult to the snow, refuel the fire, sprinkle salt on the wound, and do my best..."

"Enough, I'm careless! Are you still going well?" I couldn't help interrupting.

"Naturally, it doesn't matter who the maidservant is... Ah, ah," she was suddenly shocked.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" My heart also followed.

"I almost forgot that the maidservant listened to an important gossip." I feel that sooner or later I will be pissed off by Xiuxiu's lack of heart.

Obviously felt my mood, and she came over flatteringly, "It's really important. It's about General Yanzhi." Well, then I have to listen to it.

Seeing my interest, Xiuxiu's conversation became more and her eyes lit up: "Just now, I passed through the Royal Garden and saw many well-dressed ladies. It was strange in my heart. When I first went to inquire, others refused to say it." She paused for a moment and deliberately kept a barrier.

I stared at her and let her taste the momentum of the royal princess's eye knife. Unexpectedly, she was completely unaffected, but smiled. It seemed that I was still lacking in skills.

There was nothing she could do. After three or four requests, she continued: "But the mountain people have their own tricks. How can I ask? It turned out that the emperor gave a banquet on the Qing terrace to reward General Yan Zhi."

"Yes, yes, you can do it, but what's the mystery?"

"Hey, the mystery lies in the words of the master." The national master in her mouth is a Taoist monk and the host of my dynasty temple. He does not easily show up on weekdays, but only occasionally attends major matters. The most important thing is that there are two things on this Taoist monk that make him look even more unpredictable: the first one is his age. No one knows how old he is this year. It seems that he has been the host of the National Temple since the early days of the founding of this dynasty. After years of change, the emperor's year has already changed three dynasties, but the host of the state temple is still According to the description of the person who is lucky to see his true face, the appearance of the national teacher will not be more than 40 years old; the second is his motto. He rarely makes predictions, but as long as he says it, everything is true so far.

"What kind of prediction did the master make?" Now even Lan Ying can't help but be curious.

"It is said that Lord Guoshi made such a motto for the first time." Xiuxiu gestured excitedly: "He said that General Yanzhi will be red at dusk in April this year, and the destined person will come into contact with his most important thing, and the result is just today. Therefore, all the adults beg the Holy Lord to bring their families, hoping that their daughter can have a relationship with General Yan, and then the Holy King made a decision: before today, after the banquet on the terrace of the Qing Dynasty, set up a hundred flowers banquet in the royal garden, so that the noble women who have reached more than three grades can go to the banquet to test their talents.

Constered, this is really the motto of the master. How can it be like the words of a Jianghu warlock who specializes in cheating people and abducting money in the book? The emperor's uncle also joined in the fun, so I felt a little sympathetic to Yan Zhi.

However, I suddenly thought of Princess An Yue who had just left in a hurry, and maybe nothing was certain.

The royal garden is really lively. When our party came in, the words "hundreds of flowers compete for beauty" suddenly came to my mind.

At this time, the roses are blooming the most. Looking at the past, a piece of red and pink spread to the sky. However, even such a prosperous color can't cover the young women surrounded by fat swallows under the flowers. They are all covered with pearl yarn, rich and beautiful, and in the crimson gap are bursts of warble and swallows that can't be hidden. Xiuxiu couldn't help sighing: "Why did it take a while to get so many more? Who is General Yan? He is so charming!"

The Qing terrace is specially used for banquets, meaning "drinking dew, flowing out of sparse tungs", which means that the gentleman's character is frank and aboveboard. For the sake of the scenery, the whole terrace is cast with white jade. There are no walls around, only a few Optimus Prime supports a huge pavilion.

In early summer, the green trees are lush, and the whole terrace is hidden in this natural barrier. We have been outside for nearly half an hour, smelling the sound of string music inside, and it seems that the banquet is flourishing. In order not to disturb the emperor's uncle, I let the accompanying palace attendants wait far away, leaving Lan Ying and Xiuxiu among many boudoirs with me.

"When do you think they will end the banquet?"

"How do I know?"

"Which door do you think General Yan will come out from? I heard that several of them are waiting at the west gate..."

"How do I know?"

"General Yan..."

"How do I know?"

......

This is a half- pavilion with a radius of several feet, and several noble women are chatting here. We happened to hear the conversation between the two women when we came over. The one who asked was a girl with round eyes. Perhaps because she was always talking, the veil was not tightly covered, revealing a pleasing round face. And the other "how do I know" lady was turning her back to us, and she leaned lazily on the appanthra and looked listless.

I was about to turn away, but Miss "how did I know" suddenly turned over. Unexpectedly, she was an acquaintance.

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