Chapter 35 Mysterious old man in white

Hearing Qingzhu's indifferent tone, Zheng Wen's heart ached. Isn't it a little too much today? He shouldn't say such heavy words. Qingzhu understands his heart, but he is naturally a man who is a little slow to emotions. He is ashamed to speak and doesn't know how to express his admiration to a girl, even with Yin. Mu Xue has been in love for many years, and he hasn't said anything. Even the original confession was that she took the initiative to kiss him. First, she said that she loved him first. She just smiled and took her into her arms and accepted it calmly, which was already his maximum expression of love. Zheng Wen thought that if she and Qingzhu took the initiative to propose a friendship and said that what happened in the afternoon was wrong, and the words were a little too much, would she become more serious from now on and find Yin Muxue's trouble? They will still get along well in the future. If Qingzhu always has something to do and provokes words, isn't Mu Xue want to live? The water is deep and hot. But on second thought, if she makes Qingzhu angry and leaves Zheng Guo in anger, then they don't have a future. Maybe everything will end tonight. Thinking that she may never be seen again, her rock-solid heart began to shake. How can I keep her? Zheng Wen looked at his beloved woman with eager eyes. Just as he wanted to say a few words, he only heard the bright shouts of the driver outside the carriage, "General, the palace has arrived!"

Is that right? It's so soon!" Qingzhu pretended to be surprised, "Let me see how the palace of Zheng is different from that of Qin?" Before the end of the words, the man had lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked down. In fact, she had noticed Zheng Wen's eager eyes, but she didn't want to talk to him, let alone talk to him about the daytime. It was useless to talk more and deliberately found a conversation.

Zheng Wen was stunned for a few seconds and was about to chase her out, but he heard his mother's hateful words, "Wen'er, did you make Qingzhu girl angry? I looked at her face. I think this girl is good. She is good and smart, and beautiful like a fairy. Besides, Miss Qingzhu is also very friendly with you. It's a great gift for her to fall in love with you. Don't think about Miss Yin. That's all in the past. What's more, she is still the young lady of the prime minister's mansion. You care about you. Remember that she is not good after all. Don't be too desperate. Such a presmoous figure as Qingzhu is rare in the world. If you let others chase her, won't you regret dying?" His mother scolded earnestly. Although he disagreed with it, the wood was more or less enlightened. He jumped out of the carriage and chased after it.

After getting out of the carriage, he did not see Qingzhu's posture. He looked around eagerly and finally saw a lonely woman in the distance. Her back was straight. Even if there was grievances, unwillingness and loss in her heart, she still came out of the mud like a lotus flower without stains, so noble and elegant. , which is beyond the reach of other beautifules and little jaspers in the world.

Zheng Wen ran wildly and hit a lot of people headlessly. Most of these people are senior officials in the court and know each other. Although some of them don't make friends with him well, the superficial articles still need to be enough. Pulling Zheng Wen's sleeves is to ask long and short questions, like lost relatives who have not been seen for hundreds of years, enthusiastic and attentive.

After Zheng Wen said goodbye to them, there was no trace of the woman. He wanted to look for it, but he heard the sharp but clear voice of the eunuch, "Your Highnesses and adults, please come to the Qiankun Hall, and the emperor will come immediately!"

As soon as he heard that Zheng Heng Wang Li came to the scene, the adults who had been boasted immediately silenced, looked at each other, and carefully found their own seats and sat down.

King Zheng Heng is in his sixties this year and is the oldest of the four emperors in Huofeng mainland. He has clear rewards and punishments, cleanly, and is also a decisive king. However, the nine sons of Longsheng are different. In addition to the eldest prince, the other two are a strawbag. King Heng is old and his health has been deteriorating recently. He is afraid that he will be born soon. He calculated that the position of the crown prince would be finalized earlier, and he would not have to change the court a hundred years later. In case of a mutiny, the people will suffer the most. But which prince should be chosen to ascend the throne? At present, it seems that you can only pull out a big one. Let's choose one first!

The princes have all taken their seats. Zheng Wen, the adopted son of the three princes and Zheng Guojun, sat at the nearest wine table to the emperor. Other adults and emperors sat a little farther away from the emperor according to the size of their official positions. Some of them also brought their families to the banquet for the women. The situation was very lively.

Just now, Qingzhu made a mess of his way. He just wanted to see how grand the palace was, so he wandered around and was very happy. She was busy watching the bustle and didn't know when she had been separated from Zheng Wen's mother and son.

Zheng Wen also disappeared his mother Rouxi because of tracking her figure. In this way, all three people who went together lost contact.

Qingzhu wandered carelessly and unconsciously came to a small garden, where there were rare people and few people came to and go. An elderly man in white clothes in the garden is holding a hoe to plow the ground. His figure is a little fat, and it is difficult to hide the old dragon clock, but even such a back can give people a noble atmosphere.

This garden is relatively ordinary, with no exotic grass, let alone celestial atmosphere. Qingzhu watched it for a while, thinking that the banquet may have begun now, scratching her head and looking around. She is a natural road idiot, only recognizes up and down, left and right, and can't distinguish between southeast and northwest.

Seeing a white figure weeding in the flowers, she walked in slowly, patted each other on the shoulder, and smiled politely, "Hello, this father-in-law."

The bowed white body was stunned in vain. An old man stood up and slowly turned around. When he saw the person in front of him, the windy expression on his face froze in an instant, "Who are you?" He doesn't know the maid of honor. Besides, with such a strange face and simple clothes, this woman is definitely not a woman in the palace.

Qingzhu is wearing a long white trench skirt this time. The skirt is embroidered with indomitable green bamboo, which is lightly coated with fat powder, but it looks more beautiful.

"This father-in-law..." She wanted to be 80% of the father-in-law in the palace, because there seemed to be no one else in the palace except the emperor, but as soon as the father-in-law said the two words, she realized that she was wrong, because the old man had a beard and the eunuch was a rootless person. How could it be? Do you have a beard? Is he the emperor? But the palace is now the time for the banquet. Shouldn't King Zheng Heng attend the feast? Besides, how can an emperor wear white underwear and work hard to trim flowers and plants in an extremely ordinary flowering? She must have thought too much about it and continued to boldly say, "This uncle, I want to go to the Qiankun Hall. How can I get there?"

The old man coughed slightly twice and said coldly, "What are you going to do there?" There was a blush on the mysterious man's pale face, and it seemed that his body was not very healthy.

Qingzhu is a little angry. If he knows, he knows. If he doesn't know, he says he doesn't know. I naturally want to go there. Why do you ask me why? But on the other hand, she thought, after all, she is now lost and asks for others, and he is still an elderly patient. When he takes the bus, he should give up his seat for the old, the weak, the sick, the pregnant and the disabled. What's more, ancient China was a country of etiquette, and the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young is passed down.

So, she didn't know when she was so patient and asked with a good temper, "Old man, of course I'm going to go to the Qiankun Hall. Judging your age, you must have lived in the palace for a long time, and you can't even find a palace!" The exciting method, ask where it is as soon as possible, so that you can get out early. I always feel that this old man is strange and can't tell what's wrong!

The old man in white naturally understood her intention, was not angry, and smiled, "Which daughter are you? "I've never seen you before?" This girl is really cute. I don't know which official's lady she is. She has a superb appearance, high temperament, respects her elders, and her words are interesting. If one of her children can marry her as a wife, she won't be so bored in the future.

"Me? I'm not from Zheng, but from Qin. I'm here this time, and I'll leave in a few days. Qingzhu pointed his finger at his pretty nose and said in surprise, "Actually, I... I'm a friend of Mr. Zheng Guozi. Have you heard of General Zheng Wen?"

"Is it him?" The mysterious old man was the first to ask questions,

Friends? Where do the friends between men and women come from? They must be lovers. Otherwise, how can a girl's family follow a strange man all the way back to his country? It's just that she has a need for her face and doesn't want to say anything and find an excuse for herself. The old man's serious expression suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, such a lovely girl was Zheng Wen's friend. His sons were all mediocre, and they really didn't deserve such a strange woman.

How about it? Have you ever heard of his name? He is the adopted son of King Zheng Heng," Qingzhu said while bringing out the little girl's pride and shyness. "If you know him, please tell me the location of the Qiankun Hall. Otherwise, and so on. If you offend General Zheng, you will offend General Zheng. If you offend General Zheng Heng, you will offend King Zheng Heng. If you are not playing today, you will be afraid. I'm afraid you'll have small shoes to wear.

"Cough!" The mysterious old man in white was laughed out loud by her. What kind of logic is this? If you offend someone, you can also reason. This girl is really funny. Thinking of the little girl, there is a twelve-three-year-old simple girl in her mind, who is beautiful and young but has a natural charm. When you see her, you will firmly remember her beautiful face in the bottom of your heart.