Chapter 39 Looking for Beauty for Thousands of Miles

Xia Houchen quickly followed Yin Zhengliang and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Mr. Prime Minister, I don't know that the princess has caused a lot of trouble to the Prime Minister in the house?"

Yin Zhengliang covered his mouth and coughed: "Shang Hao, Shang Hao!"

"There is a good life**!"

"That's it, that's it! I will try my best!" Yin Zhengliang smiled and changed the topic: "Your Majesty, the Wing King of Didan and the delegation have arrived in Kyoto yesterday, and today they will enter the temple!"

Xiahou Chen raised his eyebrows gently: "Oh?"

Yin Zhengliang lost no time to divert his attention: "Di Dan Kingdom has always fought against our Jin Dynasty, and the smoke has never really stopped. Now the wing of Di Dan Kingdom has come to the Jin Dynasty and has the intention to surrender. Is there any mystery?"

"It's really a little mysterious, but it will be known for a moment. Don't worry, Prime Minister!"

Yin Zhengliang nodded and the two entered the hall. The civil and military officials have basically arrived and whispered. Seeing the arrival of the two, they nodded and greeted and greeted each other. The two went to the depths of the hall. Yin Zhengliang walked to the center of the hall and stood on the left side under the dragon chair. Xia Houchen stood on the right, behind Xiahou Song.

Xiahou Song glanced at him and smiled meaningfully: "The fourth brother doesn't look very well today!"

He was about to open his mouth when a sharp sound came, "The emperor has arrived--". The temple suddenly became silent. Everyone bowed on the ground. The emperor sat on the dragon chair with a slightly ugly face. If it hadn't been for the king of Didan's wing entering the hall, he would not have to go up to the court. Thinking of this, he was a little upset and waved his hand: "Fang body!"

After the trivial court affairs were reported, Yin Zhengliang stood up and reported loudly: "King Didan's wing and the mission to see the emperor seemed to have the intention of seeking peace. Now the marquis is outside the hall!"

The discussion in the court was quiet, and the emperor was even more upset when he heard this: "What do you think of the Prime Minister?"

Yin Zhengliang replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, this matter is indeed a little strange. In my opinion, you might as well ask King Wing to clarify his intention and make a final determination!"

The emperor nodded and waved his hand at will, which was a promise.

"It is said that the wing king of Didan entered the palace!" The sharp voice sounded and spread down. After a few sharp sounds, he walked into a man from outside the hall. He was magnificent, his skin bronze, his face was clearly outlined, and his knife-like cold and resolute. His amber eyes overflowed with indifference, and his whole body showed a cold and ruthless atmosphere, as if there was nothing in the world. Things can move him.

He was neither humble nor arrogant. He walked to the center of the hall and bowed slightly. His voice was as cold as ice: "King Zongcheng Huan, the wing of Didan, has seen the pilgrimage of the Jin Dynasty!"

The arrogant posture suddenly made people unhappy. The straightforward courtiers had scolded him in a low voice. The emperor narrowed his eyes and raised his hand slightly. The hall was quiet. Only the emperor's deep and majestic voice resounded through the hall: "I don't know why the wing king came from afar. What happened?"

"Xiao Wang came to your dynasty this time, hoping that the Jin Dynasty and our country would be repaired, end the war, and return peace to the people of the two countries. Xiao Wang specially prepared three gifts to the emperor of the heavenly dynasty to show his sincerity.

Hearing this, the ministers whispered, a little puzzled and confused, and those who came unkind did not come. Xia Houchen frowned slightly and stared straight at Zong Chenghuan. He vaguely felt that this matter was not so simple and secretly thought of his true intention.

The emperor exhaled slightly: "Come up!"

Zongcheng Huan shouted outside the hall, and several people carried four items into the hall. He ordered people to open the first large box. As soon as he opened it, a fresh and thin fragrance permeated, and a carving furnace suddenly came into sight, which was exquisitely carved, realistic and full of business.

"This is the green jade fairy furnace, the treasure handed down from generation to generation. There is only one in the world, with fragrance and refreshing!"

The second box was opened and glowed with gold. It turned out to be a pure gold carved pot. The pattern of each dragon in the pot body is exquisite and delicate, and the craftsmanship is exquisite.

"Kowloon pot - specially made for the Jin pilgrimage!"

Everyone can't help but marvel again.

Zongchenghuan opened the third light gauze-covered box: an orchid grass, round head, wrinkled skin, lotus petals, yellow flowers, and the flowers did not have any variance. He ignored his surprised eyes and said steadily, "This orchid is called Yixian lotus, which has been carefully cultivated for ten years and is the only species left in ancient times!"

"The gift of the Wing King is really extraordinary!" The ceremony is a heavy gift, which shows the sincerity of his heart. The emperor looked at Zong Chenghuan with great interest, smiled, and his eyes fell on the fourth long box, which was as puzzled as the ministers!

His indifferent eyes looked at the long box, which was full of tenderness in an instant. His voice warmed up: "Xiao Wang has shown deep sincerity and wants to ask the emperor to return a gift to show his sincerity!"

The emperor stepped back a little and inquired, "I don't know what gift the Wing King wants me to return?"

"Xiao Wang wants to have someone from the emperor!" Zong Chenghuan hooked the corners of his mouth slightly and paused, as if he was recalling, and then firmly spit out a sentence: "A woman!"

As soon as these words came out, the dull atmosphere in the hall was swept away, and suddenly there was a strong smile. Being with relatives is a common means between neighbors, which is the best way to avoid war and maintain long-term peace.

Zong Chenghuan opened the box in person, carefully took out a picture scroll, opened it slowly, displayed it left and right, and looked at the dragon chair in front of him. When the people in the court saw the painting, everyone looked different. On the painting was a woman in red: leaning against the bridge, pulling the white petals in her hand, pieces of petals fell into the blue water, and a few wis of green silk were gently raised and pretty. The charming face, the lips have a shallow smile, and the eyes are like two pools of clear wine, hiding irresistible enchanting.

Xiahouchen's face was gloomy and unhappy; Yin Zhengliang's face was earthy gray; the emperor frowned and was a little surprised; Wen Jiyao's eyes were a little complicated, and he glanced at Xia Houchen; Xia Hou Song looked at several people's faces, and there was a joking smile on the corners of his lips. There were not many people who knew her in the hall, but everyone knew her. He is a person of high power.

The ministers discussed who this woman was. A general standing next to Zongchenghuan stared at the woman in the painting and exclaimed: "What a charming woman. That look alone is enough to make people lose heart. His Royal Highness the Wing King is really a good vision! Good vision!"

Leng Yi's face softened a lot. He took a deep look at the person in the painting: "What she wants!"

Yin Zhengliang looked at Xia Houchen, cleared his throat, and showed a gentle smile: "Your Highness the Wing King might as well leave the picture scroll. How about answering His Royal Highness after deliberation?"

The emperor stroked his beard, glanced at several people, nodded, and rarely echoed, "Exactly, the wing king might as well stay in Kyoto for a few more days. I make people copy a few pictures so that I can find the woman in the painting!"

Seeing that Zong Chenghuan was a little hesitant, Xia Houchen said in a low voice, "Is it possible that Your Highness Wing King is still worried that my magnificent Jin Dynasty will destroy your painting?"

"His Royal Highness the Wing King--" Yin Zhengliang couldn't wait for the bodyguard to take action and went straight forward to take over the picture scroll.

Zong Chenghuan glanced at the hall. Although he had doubts, he was reluctant to give him the painting: "Please be sure to keep it well!"

"That's natural!"

The emperor smiled deeply, looked at Zongchenghuan thoughtfully and made a decree: "Your Excellency, I will leave this matter to you. Be sure to do it properly!"

Yin Zhengliang arched his hand and said loudly, "Weichen will do his best!"

"Fish Dynasty!" The emperor rubbed his forehead and went down.

The civil and military officials gradually retreated, and several people in the front row were very tacitly stagnated. Xia Hou Song smiled, glanced at Xia Houchen's dark face, and broke the silence: "Does the Prime Minister think the people in the painting are very familiar?"

"Prince Hui, at first glance, it is indeed a little familiar." Although Yin Zheng's conscience was full of sorrow, he still smiled and said slowly, "But since this woman is the person wanted by the wing king of Didan Kingdom, the old minister will definitely look for it carefully!"

Xia Houchen glanced coldly at the picture scroll in Yin Zhengliang's hand, snorted coldly, and shook his sleeves away.

Xiahou Song had a gloomy smile on the corners of his mouth: Zong Chenghuan, do you know who the woman you want? Xiahouchen, will you give in again? I can't wait to know the development of this matter!

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He sat awe-inspiringly in the chair, straightening his clothes without saying a word.

Yin Zhengliang frowned, glanced at his expressionless face, sighed, and finally broke the silence of most days: "Your Majesty, what should I do about this?"

Xiahouchen raised his hand and picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, glanced at Yin Zhengliang, and smiled: "The daughter of the Prime Minister is the master. How can I ask the king? The Prime Minister is the master!"

The muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled, and it was not as much as complaining. He shook his head helplessly: "It's all because the old minister has been neglected to discipline her since she was a child, which made her cause so many troubles! Nowadays, Didan is very sincere in seeking peace and thinking about the people of the two countries. The Jin Dynasty has no reason to refuse.

"The Prime Minister means to give up four thousand gold in his hand!" Xia Houchen sneered, and the tea cup in his hand rested heavily on the table. His voice was harsh: "The Prime Minister is really profound!"

Yin Zhengliang was excited and took a deep breath: "How dare I be so bold? Please make it clear!"

"Your Excellency, I am very curious. Why did four thousand gold appear in the Kingdom of Didan, attracting the deep admiration of the Wing King of the Kingdom of Didan and search for thousands of miles?"

He sighed helplessly: "The prince doesn't know anything. Over the years, Xiaoting has often traveled around with Pianxuan. It is not surprising that he has been to the Kingdom of Didan. He thought that His Royal Highness the Wings had a fate with Xuan. Unexpectedly, he was such a kind of person!"

"Travel around? The second son is very good!"

"The prince laughed when he saw it. Xiaoting has been idle since he was a child and did not want to make progress, which made the old minister have a headache!" Seeing his tense face and speechless, Yin Zhengliang hesitated for a moment and suggested, "Your Majesty, why don't you find a similar woman to prevaricate her? What do you think?"

"How similar?" He sneered, raised the corners of his mouth, and said slowly, "I think of a person who is not only a little similar, but also slightly better, but I don't know if His Royal Highness the Wing King of Didan, the son-in-law, is not suitable for the Prime Minister? If it's agreeable, won't it be the best of both?

This? Yin Zhengliang hesitated for a long time: "Your Majesty, you might as well think about this matter again. The old minister will definitely think of a way to make the best of both things!"

"There is Prime Minister!"

Full of thought, Yin Zhengliang no longer stayed and left.

For a moment when his deep eyes could not find any emotion, he stood up angrily and lifted the table beside him with one hand: "Youma!"

He quickly walked straight out of the hall: "Shi Yan, send someone to stare at the embassy and pay close attention to Zong Chenghuan's behavior!"

Shi Yan stood outside the door of the hall and didn't have time to answer. He had gone away, glanced at the fallen table in the hall, exhaled gently, and shook his head slightly.

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When Zhao Shuhui saw him go back home with a gray face, she was worried and followed him into the hall and asked tentatively, "Master, what happened?"

"A disaster is coming!" He put the scroll in his hand on the table impatiently, grabbed the teapot on the table and poured it straight into his throat until there was not a drop left.

Looking at him puzzledly, she said softly, "Sir, how can I say this?"

Yin Zhengliang had no choice but to point to the picture scroll on the table: "Madam knows at a glance!"

Zhao Shuhui picked up the picture scroll, opened it slowly, and unconsciously took a breath: "Sir, this is--"

He carried his hands on his back and walked around: "The wing king of Didan Kingdom personally went to the Jin Dynasty with generous gifts to ask for peace, and only made one request for the evil in this painting! What a devil!"

"Why does Didan Congress have a portrait of her?"

Yin Zhengliang almost roared: "It's not your beloved son. He treats her as a Bodhisattva and takes her around. Now it's good and causes trouble! The heads of Yin's house are all hanging on the tip of the knife!"

"Sir, you might as well explain her identity directly and break the heart of the wing king."

He sighed heavily: "Do you have to tell the world that the woman King Didan wants is the daughter of my Yin Zhengliang and the princess of the majestic Prince? Where is my face in the Jin Dynasty?

Zhao Shuhui closed the picture scroll and asked quietly, "Your Majesty, what's the meaning of Prince Yu?"

Yin Zhengliang pinched his eyebrows and sighed: "Prince Yu means to let Hanxuan replace Piansun and send it to Di Dan Kingdom!"

"Sir, this is impossible. How can Han Xuanyuan marry Di Danguo? I won't follow it!" She was anxious and stamped her feet: "Your four-thousand gold is really going to kill my Hanxuan?! Even the men of Didan will be provoked, why don't you let Han Xuan live?"

"Madam--"

"Sir, you have to think about it. I would rather tear up with Prince Yu than give Han Xuan to Di Dan! I'm such a considerate daughter. I won't let her go there. How can I let her go there to suffer?

Yin Zhengliang lowered his head sadly: "Madam, am I thinking about it?"

A gorgeous dress floated into the hall, went straight to the front of the picture scroll, and slowly opened the picture scroll. She smiled lightly: "The painting is quite vivid, which is enough to turn all sentient beings upside down. If I were a man, I must be the minister under her skirt."

"Han Xuan." Zhao Shuhui stared at her face and asked hesitantly, "What did you hear?"

Yin Han smiled faintly and did not deny: "I heard what my mother didn't want me to hear. Dad, does Prince Yu mean to let me replace Yin Piaoxuan's identity?

Zhao Shuhui took a look at him sighing and took her hand: "Han Xuan, don't worry, your parents will never marry you to Didan Kingdom!"

"It turns out that I am so worthless in Prince Yu's heart! The charming man who wants to be swirling has captured the heart of the prince!" She laughed at herself and said, "Dad, my daughter doesn't want to see her father embarrassed. It's better to marry her daughter far away from Didan!"

Zhao Shuhui was busy stopping: "Hanxuan, what are you saying? How can your parents let you marry Didan far away!"

Yin Han clapped her hand and comforted her with a smile: "Dad, I don't know what the Wing King of Didan looks like? My daughter wants to do it for a while!"

"Hanxuan, go back to your room. Dad will definitely think of a comprehensive plan for this matter. Don't worry about it!"

"A comprehensive plan? Does Dad want Princess Yu to marry Di Dan? How can the prince let his beloved princess suffer this? The wing king of Didan may be his daughter's good man! You might as well meet in private first. If it really doesn't belong to me, it's not too late for Dad to think of a complete solution!"

He sighed: "If you can reach half of yours, your father will also close his eyes! Hanxuan, don't interfere in this matter. Dad has his own moderation and will never let you compromise!"

"Dad and mother, I'm a little tired. Go back to my room to rest!" She said no more and left with a faint smile.

Zhao Shuhui was worried and took a few steps to follow. Yin Zhengliang called her in a low voice: "Madam, this must not be known to Xiaoting. According to his temper, he must not know what trouble it will cause!"

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Xiahou Ze frowned deeply: "Father, do you mean that the person in Zongchenghuan's painting is a swing?"

He hummed softly: "Do you suspect that my old eyes are dizzy? Although there is no ten imaging, it is almost 90%. There can never be such a similar person in the world!"

"It's inexplicable!" Xia Houze snorted secretly and felt very uncomfortable when he thought that Zong Chenghuan wanted her.

"I have handed this matter over to the Prime Minister! Ze'er, go and explore Chen'er's mouth. Don't let him mess around!" The emperor brushed his beard and exhaled: "I'm going to drink and enjoy the moon. The fragrance of jade lips, a pot of 50 taels, is worth the price. The girl has such a big face that she can get it without paying a penance. This time, I will show my face to her no matter what I say! I don't care whether to seek peace or not. If anyone dares to make a whirlwind, I will never allow it!"

"Father is wise!" Xia Houze sent the holy driver with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

The emperor went away slowly, and his fists gradually clenched and snorted coldly: Zong Chenghuan, no matter who you are, Yin Pianxuan will never send it to you. Don't want to take her away!

For a moment of meditation, he went straight to the royal palace and arrived at the study.

"How do you plan to deal with Zong Chenghuan's affairs?" He split his head and asked.

Xia Houchen raised his eyes slightly, looked at him, and raised his eyebrows: "Is the royal brother coming in a hurry for this matter?"

Slowly made his face sink with dissatisfaction: "Don't you want to care? Or don't want to care? Say it happily, if you don't want to take care of it, I will take it back to the palace and never let Zong Chenghuan get close to her!"

"Since the royal brother has this intention, it's better to follow the royal brother's intention! In case the royal brother blames me again!"

"She is your princess. Are you so indifferent?"

He curled his lips with a faint smile. He stared straight at Xia Houze: "I don't know whether it's right or wrong, but I'm sure to tell him that he is right. She is my princess. Why bothered?"

His body stagnated for a moment, and he opened his lips. He couldn't spit out a word for a moment, and there was no room for rebutting.

"Does the royal brother think that the Prime Minister can't even handle this trivial matter well? Why do you have to add trouble to the Prime Minister?" Xia Houchen got up lazily, walked out of the study, paused for a moment, and looked back at him: "Thank you for your care for Princess Yu!"

Princess Yu, an understated sentence made him smile bitterly. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "I will never stand by her matter!"