A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Wang Chen walked on the racecourse with a ponies at a slower speed than usual.

"Lord." The steward of the racecourse came up flatteringly: "The little one will lead the horse for you. How can you do such heavy and tiring work."

"I need you to teach this king to do things?" Wang Chen waved his hand impatiently: "While staying, don't bother this king."

"Your Highness." Jiuzhu gradually got used to sitting on horseback: "It's okay to let others lead the horse."

"Others lead the horse, can you rest assured than me?"

Jiuzhu shook his head.

"That's not it." Wang Chen touched the pony's neck: "How can these servants lead the horse, how can I use my heart."

For the first time in her life, the little girl dare to dislike it?

Small things: "..."

See if it's human words, give them a hundred courage, and dare not worry about it.

The flattering failed, and Xiao Guan shrank to the side wittily.

My colleague whispered in a weird voice: "I told you not to join in the fun, you wouldn't listen."

"I was disgusted if I went, and if I didn't go, I was afraid that it would cause dissatisfaction with the nobles." In charge of things, he retorted stiffly: "If His Royal Highness Chen dislikes us for not being able to serve us well, in the end, are we not eating and drinking?"

"Do you know who the nobleman on horseback is?" My colleague said in a mysterious voice in the steward's ear: "That is the daughter of the Ming family, the future princess Chen."

Without any insight, he deserved to be on the racecourse for so many years and couldn't get promoted.

After strolling slowly in the racecourse for a few laps, King Chen stopped and handed Jiuzhu: "Come down."

Jiuzhu: "..."

Horse riding is fun.

"The first time you ride a horse, you should not ride for too long, otherwise your legs will hurt." How did the king carry Jiuzhu up? How to carry her down.

"Oh." Jiuzhu glanced at the pony and nodded obediently while standing on the ground.

"I will take you to play again next time." Seeing Jiuzhu's small eyes, Chen Wang's mouth is faster than his brain: "Now I will accompany you to pick the little white horse."

Tsk, the little girl is really troublesome, I'm afraid she will be upset and coax her.

The little horses in the horse farm were originally raised to make the royal children happy. Chen Wang was not interested in this kind of pony horses before. Today, it is difficult to get a pony ring to pick up a horse. At a glance, he can match a pony with a plump and plump body like white snow.

"Your Highness has good eyesight. This kind of horse is a pony made by Chizhou. It is charming and cute, and it is very popular with the female family." The steward who just failed to flatter the horse personally came forward and put the reins on the horse: "Please rest assured, your highness, little We will then send the horse to your palace."

"No, you can send it to Ming Shi Lang's house." Chen Wang gently grabbed the small hair on the side of Jiuzhu: "You like the little white horse."

"Hmm." Jiu Zhu nodded repeatedly, staring at the little white horse closely: "Thank you, Your Highness."

He said thank you, your majesty, but the horse was watching in his eyes.

Oh, woman.

Wanting to pull her hair hard, and afraid of bullying the little girl to tears, Wang Chen resignedly sighed: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Lest the Ming family think that he abducts the girl of the Ming family.

"His Royal Highness." Before getting on the carriage, Jiuzhu took off the kit from her waist and put it in the hands of King Chen: "This amulet has been enshrined in front of the idol for many days, and it is blessed by the golden curse every day. May it bless her Fortune, a hundred evil will not invade."

"This is... your gift to this king?" Wang Chen looked at this small sachet, which still had a faint smell of incense.

Jiuzhu smiled and shook her head and nodded. This amulet was hand-presented in front of the statue when she was eight years old. She recites the golden mantra every day. It was not taken from the tribute table until the day she entered the capital.

The capital was too big, and she didn't know when she would meet her benefactor, so she kept it in her house. It wasn't until that day that she recognized King Chen that she took the amulet on her body so that she could deliver it to his hand when she met again next time.

The master said that there are many beings, the way of heaven is inaction, and the way is natural, life and death are all by themselves and not by gods. But sincere is the spirit, everything is up to the heart.

"Then I will accept it." Putting the kit into his arms, Wang Chen turned on his horse: "Let's go, this king will take you home."

He was still a little worried when she let her go back in the carriage alone. It wasn't that he liked to be nosy, the main reason was that she was worried that the little girl would be abducted by bad people.

The prince-size carriage was spacious and luxurious. Jiuzhu lay on the window and tilted his head to look at the king Chen on horseback.

When Wang Chen saw her for the first time, she was looking at him.

When she saw her for the second time, she was still watching him.

On the third time, he couldn't help but ask: "You have been watching what I do, do you think this king looks better than Panan, and has a better face than Guanyu."

"Yeah." Jiuzhu nodded: "His Royal Highness is pretty."

Even if the immortal descended to the earth, it was nothing more than that.

Chen Wang, don't start, no longer look at Jiuzhu.

This, this little girl is really not reserved at all.

In Mingyue Palace, Concubine Su looked at her son who was coming for dinner, and said to Emperor Longfeng next to him: "It seems that the Yue family did not leave him for dinner in the future."

Emperor Longfeng smiled and shook his head.

"The sons and ministers just drop by to send the little girl home for dinner." Chen Wang waved back the palace maid who served him vegetables, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables by himself: "As a prince, if you are at the foreign minister's house, after the spread, others I thought I cared more about their home."

"Oh?" Emperor Longfeng personally scooped the soup in front of Concubine Su, and waited for Concubine Su to feed him a spoonful of soup before looking up at Wang Chen: "I thought you were leading the horse for the Ming girl again this afternoon. To pick a horse is to have a good impression of others."

"She is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old yellow-haired girl. She doesn't understand anything. She has any good feelings." Chen Wang continued to put vegetables in the bowl: "She is here, so she can't throw her aside. Just in case she It makes me cry and cry, I have to bother to coax it, so much trouble."

"I've seen a girl from the Ming family. It's not like a crying temper." Concubine Su glanced at her son's bowl: "Du Qing, didn't you hate this dish in the past?"

Wang Chen noticed what he had clipped just now, closed his eyes and stuffed things into his mouth, and said calmly: "The past is the past, and men are fickle."

After a few mouthfuls, Wang Chen stood up and said, "Father, mother, and sons and ministers retire."

Concubine Su sighed, "Du Qing's temperament is really worrying."

Emperor Longfeng bowed his head to eat and did not answer. When a woman talked about the child's shortcomings, the man only needed to listen quietly or find reasons to praise the child, and must not follow along, lest the bad time is only the man himself.

With Duqing's usual personality, when did she ever control whether a girl would cry? Seeing the crying woman, let alone coax him, I'm afraid it would be annoying to even look at it more.

Sure enough, there will always be only men who know men best.

"Your Majesty, Empress." An **** hurriedly walked in, his face pale.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Longfeng put down his chopsticks.

The **** knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling with horror: "Taipu Temple hurriedly played, a few tribute horses that entered the racecourse suddenly broke out of madness, biting each other and trampling them, and they died violently an hour ago. ."

The smile on Emperor Longfeng's face disappeared without a trace: "You mean, the royal racecourse my son visited this afternoon?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The **** trembles more severely, but he dared not hide: "These horses are the fierce horses chosen by His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness was going to train the horses at the racecourse today, because he met Miss Ming Jia on the way. , Riding with her on horseback, delayed the matter."

When Wang Chen was taming his horse, he did not like others to help him. If it hadn't happened to be delayed, no one would dare to think about what would happen.

"Check." Emperor Longfeng's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of the meaning of killing: "Through my will, Dali Temple and the Criminal Department will thoroughly investigate the Royal Racecourse, and never let anyone suspicious!"

"What major event happened today?" Sun Caiyao didn't sleep well all night. She remembered that in her dream, the news of King Chen's death came out at this time.

"No." Seeing Sun Caiyao looking haggard, the maid asked worriedly: "Miss did not sleep well last night?"

"Really nothing happened?!" Sun Caiyao asked unwillingly.

"Slaves, slaves and maids have never heard of it." The maid was frightened by Sun Caiyao's appearance: "Miss, don't worry, slaves and maids will find out now."

"No need." Sun Caiyao shook her head in a daze, "No need..."

Is that dream fake?

King Chen will not die, and King Qi will not be the first among the princes?

No, no, if the dream is fake, why does Ming Jiuzhu appear?

There must be something wrong. Yes, something must have happened!

"Miss." A maid ran into the house: "Something has happened."

"Say!" The rouge box was accidentally knocked over by Sun Caiyao, and it splashed on the floor brightly, red as blood.

"A batch of tribute horses that had just come in and sacrificed suddenly died suddenly, causing your majesty to be furious. I ordered a thorough investigation." The maid lowered her voice, and the **** mysteriously said: "According to rumors, there was a horse in this batch of horses. The king liked it, but was delayed by other things halfway, so he didn't ride. His Majesty was so angry, it must be because of this."

Sun Caiyao's forehead hummed.

That's it, that's it...

In the Royal Racecourse, apart from Wang Chen, the other adult princes were very nervous, afraid that they would be implicated on them. The courageous ones didn't even leave the door.

Even Ming Cunfu, who only reads sage books, knew about it. He walked into the gate of the third uncle's house, stepped into the main courtyard, and saw his cousin walking around the courtyard with a big white dog.

"When did my sister raise the dog?" Ming Cunfu casually boasted: "The coat is bright, and the spirit is pretty good."

"Brother Six, this is not a dog, it is a little white horse." Jiuzhu led the horse to Ming Cunfu, let him see clearly, "Look, how cute it is."

Ming Cunfu looked at the fluffy horse, which looked like a pup, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Which serious horse looks like this.

"Look... it's kind of cute, where did my sister get it?" I still want to praise the little animals my sister likes, so how can I choose the advantages to praise.

"It was given to me by His Royal Highness Chen." Jiuzhu bent over and hugged the little white horse's neck, rubbing affectionately against the little white horse's ear.

It can be seen that Jiuzhu likes this horse very much. Ming Cunfu said insincerely: "His Royal Highness Chen is really careful to others."

Bah, I rode a sweaty BMW, but gave them a pony, what did it look like!

"His Royal Highness Chen is super nice!"

Ming Cunfu was silent again, and after a long time he calmed down: "Why did the King Chen send you a horse?"

My younger sister can't ride a horse.

"His Royal Highness invited me to play at the Royal Racecourse. I said I like the little white horse, so he picked the cutest one." Jiuzhu touched the little horse's head, and the little horse gently let her touch it.

"The Royal Racecourse?" Ming Cunfu changed his expression: "When did you and Your Highness go to the Royal Racecourse?"

"Yesterday afternoon." Jiuzhu saw Ming Cunfu's expression wrong: "What's wrong?"

"It's no wonder your Majesty is so angry..." Ming Cunfu was about to explain to Jiuzhu, when he heard the concierge report, Liu Zhongbao, the general manager of the big house, was ordered by the holy to visit.

The great **** Liu Zhongbao next to your Majesty? The chief executive, but he hasn't done errands for a long time.

Ming Cunfu's heart tightened: "Open the front door to greet you, go and ask the third aunt to preside over the overall situation."

Jiuzhu and Ming Cunfu looked at each other, handed the pony over to his servants, packed his clothes and went outside to welcome the guests.

Ming Cunfu followed behind Jiuzhu and was worried. If such a big incident happened on the racecourse, I wonder if his younger sister would be implicated?