Chapter 133 Things in the court

Walking out of the imperial palace, the swordsman felt relaxed. The four royal gifts were all given out. Among these four gifts, except for the princess's butterfly, the other three gifts were selected by Jianxun.

"Nephew, when are you going to stay in Juncheng?" An Yi woman came out of the imperial pavilion, with long blonde hair, blue eyes like the sky, and a long Yi-style dress. This is the current queen of the Second Empire, Elizabeth. Jane. Violet. People from the Yi Violet Empire.

It is hard to imagine that there will be an Yi queen in a Chinese country. I heard that everything originated from the war more than 20 years ago, and this queen is one of the political victims of the peace. Of course, this is just one of them. For the queen in front of us, the sword clan has no goodwill, let alone respect. Everything is just etiquette.

"If you go back to the Queen, the swordsman will leave the king's city in nine days."

"Nine days later?" The queen said, "Isn't your nephew going to attend the princess's engagement ceremony?"

The swordsmen really don't have any good impression on this Yi queen. At this time, they just want to run away quickly and nodded: "The swordsman still have important things to do in the world. You can't neglect it. I hope the queen will forgive me."

"Go down." The queen waved her hand slightly, and the sword clan suddenly disappeared like a fleeing mouse.

"Where is Brother Jian going?" Menghua Xianping fell from the rockery.

The swordsman was shocked and saw that the person came clearly and breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know what's wrong with His Royal Highness."

"Are you so afraid of my mother?" Menghua Xianping looked at the swordsman with great fun.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm really not used to talking to an Yi woman like this."

"Come on, sit on this stone and have a good chat. We haven't talked for a long time, and there will be no such a good chat opportunity in the future." Menghua Xianping jumped on a rockery stone and sat down.

"Does His Royal Highness have the right to decide to extend my stay in the harem?" The swordsman smiled.

"No. But with the merits of your Jian family, how can your father account for this? Menghua Xianping is very casual.

The swords naturally jumped on the stone and sat down: "His Royal Highness seems to be the only choice of His Royal Highness."

"Brother Jian is too worried. Tomorrow, Princess Aihua of the Violet Empire will reach the King's City."

"Your cousin?"

Menghua Xianping did not deny and continued, "The emperor hopes that I can choose her to be the crown princess."

"That's true. After all, he is from the Violet Empire." The sword clan muttered, "I don't know what the prince's intention is."

"Can you guess?"

"How can I guess what His Royal Highness is thinking? His Royal Highness might as well tell me directly."

"I don't want to choose either."

The swordsman is a little puzzled by Meng Hua Xianping's answer: "Prince Yun of the Qin Empire doesn't seem to have provoked you."

"Femanism is too serious."

"Well." The swordsman was really stunned. There is no reason why the swordsman did not understand what Menghua Xianping said. The Great Qin Empire was a feminist country, and the girls born in that country were all masters of the family. On the contrary, men in that country do not go out of the boudoir three steps and never easily show their faces. It can be imagined that the girl born in such an environment must be domineering and lacks a gentle and virtuous temperament.

"But it seems that His Royal Highness has to choose one anyway." The swordsman thought of such a very realistic problem, or that the royal family is no better than the people's family. The children of the common people's family can get married whenever they want to get married. No matter how late they get married, it will only affect your family's life. And royal marriage is obviously of great significance. It is estimated that Meng Hua Xianping has no right to choose.

"Do you think Wanrong is suitable to be a queen?" Menghua Xianping carefully said to the swordsman. There was nothing he could do. The guy in front of him was Wanrong's cousin. He still had to be careful about this matter.

The swordsman was shocked by Meng Hua Xianping's words and stared at Meng Hua Xianping in front of him. After a long time, they said, "I can't see the reason why the Queen agrees."

Menghua Xianping nodded: "I understand that no matter what you say, the emperor will hope that my cousin who has never met will be elected as the crown princess."

"Your cousin can't be elected as the crown princess." The swordsman is very sure.

"Tay your reason." Menghua Xianping is a little happy and doesn't like the Yi people. Menghua Xianping obviously also has such a habit.

"Princess Aihua is a Yi nationality. This identity determines that she is destined not to be elected as the crown princess. The empress is the product of a special period, which is an exception. Princess Aihua is indeed an exception. The courtiers will not agree, and other Chinese countries will also have opinions. For these two reasons, the emperor will not choose Princess Aihua.

"What about Prince Yun?"

"It's hard to say that Prince Yun is almost 100% likely to become your princess."

"Is it that I'm marrying a concubine or are they marrying a concubine?" Meng Hua Xianping was obviously excited and stood on the rockery. In the summer wind, long hair and robes are flying in the wind.

"Your Highness's marriage to the crown princess is a decision related to national affairs. The decision cannot be in the hands of Your Highness. The interests of the state determine the choice of His Royal Highness." After saying that, the sword clan also stood up. What the sword clan said was resolute and well-founded.

Menghua Xianping was a little frustrated: "Is there any way to make Wanrong become the crown princess?"

The swords sighed and looked at the lake in the distance: "If you are born in the emperor's family, you must have the consciousness to be born in the emperor's family. Does the emperor like the queen very much? At that time, it was not for the sake of controversy. The emperor chose an Yi woman to become the queen.

"I heard that you gave my sister a butterfly." Menghua Xianping bypassed the topic. Obviously, Menghua Xianping knew that nothing could escape from the mouth of the sword clan. The identity of the children of the scholar clan may have determined the cautious words and deeds of the sword clan in some places.

"Are you spying on your sister?" The swordsman was a little confused, and the first thought in his mind was this

Where? In this palace, everything is in order, and the unique news is the fastest.

The swordsman nodded and did not deny: "This butterfly was selected by Jian Xun. So far, I don't know what gift Jian Xun chose for you."

"I knew that this was definitely not Brother Jian's attention." Menghua Xianping smiled and patted the swordsman on the shoulder: "The emperor wants to keep my sister by her side and doesn't want her to leave her hometown. Brother Jian might as well add a handful of oil and work hard. Maybe you are the son-in-law.

"Your Highness is joking again." The swordsman laughed helplessly.

"Are you kidding? Throughout the whole subcontinent, who else can compare with the talents cultivated by Jimo Villa? Menghua Xianping is obviously not very satisfied with the answer of the swordsman.

"My father is the person the queen hates the most. Your Highness should not have forgotten this fact. Even if the emperor wants to marry the princess to me for the face of my father and grandfather, the empress will definitely pass."

Menghua Xianping can obviously understand the words of the sword clan: "Then who do you think is most likely to marry my sister?"

"The second son of the Sixth Empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty."

"Do you also think it's him?"

"What's the matter? Can't it be him?"

"I don't mean that." Menghua Xianping shook his head: "I mean, there is a person with the same answer as you."

"Who?"

"Prince Yi." Menghua Xianping stared at the expression of the sword clan, and the thinking patterns of the two masters and grandchildren felt that they had come together. I don't know how the swords will react when they hear this.

The sword clan did not pay attention to Meng Hua Xianping's behavior: "Isn't my grandfather in Jimo Villa?"

"This is it." Menghua Xianping took out a memorial from his sleeve: "Three hundred miles of urgent memorials, go to the king's city before you."

"What kind of play is this old man playing?" The sword clan took the memorial and opened it. It was indeed the elegant handwriting of the sword. Unexpectedly, the old man could write such a good handwriting after drinking all day long. He was ashamed that he had not seen the swordsmanish writing since he was sensible. If the swords knew that Jianfengliu often relied on this word when they were young, they didn't know how they would feel.

The whole memorial, sprinkled with a thousand words, only proves one reason that the second son of the sixth empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty is bound to become the emperor's son-in-law of the second empire in half a month. Seeing the end, the swordsman finally understood: "What's the opinion in the court now?"

"Half of the two countries that supported the second son of the Sixth Empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty to become the son-in-law and the prince of the Kingdom of Zhao Qiong and became the son-in-law. If this vote of Jimo Villa is added, the hope of victory of the second son of the Sixth Empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty will be greatly increased.

"Oh." The swordsman hesitated and looked up at the sky: "It's getting late, Your Highness, it's time for the swordsmen to leave."

"The last thing." Menghua Xianping pulled the swordsman over: "Li Jia, the former capital of Jin Province, will soon die."

How can't the swordsman not understand the meaning of Menghua Xianping: "This kind of national scum is better dealt with."

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The swordsman then walked out of the palace, and it was already noon. It was really hot in summer. Even if the swordsmen practiced the cold ice, it was useless. They bought a cold drink by the roadside and walked in the direction of the school inspection department.

Just now, Menghua Xianping's last sentence revealed a message, that the behind-the-scenes appearance of the two temples of light and darkness of the Yi nationality in Diefeng Mountain has been investigated by the imperial court. It is impossible for tens of thousands of people to shuttle between the two countries without the help of senior officials at the provincial level. Thinking of Diefeng Mountain, the swordsman couldn't help thinking of Meng Han. I don't know how the 100 million taels of silver in Biluo Villa have been compensated.