A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"Father?" Seeing Ming Jingzhou not speaking, Jiuzhu blinked at him suspiciously.

Ming Jingzhou came back to his senses and nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, as a minister, my father will do his duty and will not let your majesty be disappointed."

If it is Wang Chen who disappoints your Majesty, it has nothing to do with him.

"It's not early, you go back first." Ming Jingzhou smiled: "For my father, take your Highness in first."

"Okay, my daughter won't disturb my father and His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu took a few steps back and waved his hands: "You go in quickly."

Wang Chen heard the perfunctory meaning in Ming Jingzhou's words, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Jiuzhu, followed Ming Jingzhou and entered the gate of the Ministry of Rites.

The official of the Ministry of Rites met on the road saw him as if he had seen a scourge, and hurried to finish the ceremony and ran away. Compared with these people, Ming Jingzhou who led the way in front seemed normal.

"His Royal Highness, this is the place where we ministers and colleagues eat meals. It is better for His Royal Highness to go to the house to rest first, and then report to you the related matters of the Ministry of Gifts after the ministers have finished their meals." Ming Jingzhou put the food box on the ground. , Respectfully saluted Wang Chen.

"Master Ming, you don't need to be polite." Wang Chen bent over and lifted the food box, took out his handkerchief and wiped the bottom of the food box: "It just so happens that this king didn't have lunch, and he had a meal at the same table with adults. If you want to come, an adult will not dislike it."

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

Dislike is dislike, but I don't dare to say.

"His Royal Highness, please." Pushing open the door of the chef of the Ministry of Rites, Ming Jingzhou watched the colleagues who were talking stop abruptly, threw down his chopsticks and got up to salute the King Chen, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. Satisfy.

That's right, you can count as peers if you have difficulties.

"You adults don’t need to give a big gift. The king came here to ask the adults." King Chen picked an empty table and put the food box on the table: "We will work together in the future. It’s good for the king to be an ordinary colleague."

Everyone knows that what Wang Chen said is polite. For them, Wang Chen’s willingness to speak polite words has given them enough face.

In their expectation, King Chen might leave as soon as he came, or he could command them round and round, or even point fingers at them and pick and choose.

The Book of Rites gave a long sigh of relief, His Royal Highness...It's not that difficult to serve.

Human nature is like this, expecting too much of a person, always can not help but stab everywhere. But if this person has always been arrogant, unreasonable, and suddenly polite, it will make people feel relieved, and even feel that he is different from others, to get this special.

Wang Chen put all the food in the food box on the table and told the little official to have a meal. Seeing Ming Jingzhou standing beside him, he smiled and greeted, "Master Ming, sit down and eat together."

Ming Jingzhou looked at the delicious dishes, his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled.

These are all his dishes, hot water at the bottom of the food box, the dishes that will not be cold when delivered all the way!

Sitting down, Ming Jingzhou picked up the chopsticks on the table, and the bamboo chopsticks snapped into two pieces.

Chen Wang's action of picking up the vegetables paused, staring at the tip of the chopsticks falling on the table.

"Let your majesty laugh." Ming Jingzhou smiled awkwardly and changed a pair of new chopsticks: "The funds for the Ministry of Rites are limited, and the tableware is used repeatedly, which is quite fragile and easy to break, so even people with weak writings such as me often accidentally make it. Off."

"That's the case." Wang Chen picked up the broken chopsticks and threw them into the waste rattan basket beside him: "Everyone is living a hard life. After the king is familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of rites, he will play his father and ask him to set aside the money. Repair the etiquette department."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li En, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, came over with the bowls and chopsticks, cheeky and laughed: "Wait for the next official to take His Highness around and tell you which places are badly ruined, so that your Highness will not accidentally pass by these places in the future , Smashed his head by tiles or wall dust."

Chen Wang: "..."

"If your Royal Highness thinks it is boring to accompany the next official alone, Master Ming can also be with you." Li En, Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites, pleased Wang Chen with a smile: "What is your highness?"

Wang Chen was silent, and he began to recall, which step was wrong that made him embark on the road of asking for funds for the Ministry of Rites?

At first, he just wanted to come to the Ministry of Rites for a walk, and then found an excuse to tell his father that the Ministry of Rites was not compatible with him.

"Your Highness?" Li En's eyes were earnest.

Wang Chen put down his chopsticks: "Thank you, my lord, I will pay more attention to it in the future."

Li En slammed Ming Jingzhou with his elbow, hoping that he could open his mouth to let His Royal Highness understand that the point is not to pay attention to falling things, but the kind of tears that they need to spend money to repair.

Ming Jingzhou bowed his head and behaved elegantly and gently...to eat.

He is just a weak, hungry little waiter who wants to eat.

Jiuzhu, who had delivered the meal to his father, got into the carriage going home in a good mood.

Halfway, the carriage stopped.

"Miss, ahead is the carriage of Pingyuan Hou Mansion." The vernal equinox raised the curtain and leaned forward and asked Jiuzhu: "Should we avoid it?"

"Pingyuan Hou Mansion?" Jiuzhu peeked out of the car window and glanced at it. Countless servants surrounded the carriage, and the people passing by were all evading.

"Let." Jiuzhu withdrew his gaze, lowered the curtains of the car, and stopped looking.

The equinox nodded and turned to the coachman: "Miss has an order, avoid the carriage of Pingyuan Hou Mansion."

The old lady of Pingyuan Hou Mansion saw the carriage stopped for a while, and asked the maid beside her: "What's the matter ahead?"

"There was a carriage in front of it blocking the way. After the other party knew our identity, they avoided it." The maid bends into the carriage and gently beat the old lady's shoulders.

"Say to the little ones at home, you should not preach it like this when you are away, lest you get tired of the reputation of the empress and Prince Qi." The old lady closed her eyes and concealed her tiredness: "But know which carriage it is. Let Wangnan go to thank you in person."

The son is seriously ill, and the eldest grandson is the eldest son of the Hou Mansion. Only when he goes can he show the humility of the Hou Mansion.

"Zheng Wangnan, the elder son of Yuanhou Mansion in Xiaping, thank you for giving way." Zheng Wangnan looked at the carriage without a family crest. He didn't even get off the horse, and made a bend on the back of the horse.

"Zheng Shizi is polite, and the elders are respected. As a junior, my lady should let the old lady go first." The spring equinox jumped out of the carriage and gave a big gift.

Zheng Wangnan looked at this handmaid, vaguely felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

"Shizi, please." The vernal equinox shook his sleeves and made a gesture of request.

"Thank you, Miss." Because of this faint familiarity, Zheng Wangnan saluted again in the direction of the carriage.

He patted the horse under him, and when he was about to turn around and leave, another rider came in front of him.

"His Royal Highness!" Zheng Wangnan saw the person on the horseback, and quickly got off the horseback, pulling the horse to avoid it.

"Cousin." King Qi noticed the carriage of Pingyuan Hou Mansion and stopped the horse.

All the people in the Hou Mansion who were still sitting in the carriage just walked out of the carriage.

"Grandma, please don't be polite." King Qi dismounted to help the elderly Houfu old lady: "Where are you going, grandma and you?"

"His Royal Highness's wedding is approaching, and the elderly is incompetent, so I can only take the younger generation from the family to see and pray for blessings, and pray that God will bless His Royal Highness's blessings and everything will go well." The old lady of the Hou Mansion looked at King Qi with love in her eyes: "His Royal Highness has been fine these days. ."

"My grandmother cares, everything is fine. It's because your old man is gone. If your grandson's affairs make your old man tired, how should your grandson deal with it?" Wang Qi noticed that there was no car parked in the corner. The carriage of the family crest, this carriage is clearly avoiding the driving of the Pingyuan Hou Mansion: "Which carriage is this carriage?"

The carriage curtain moved, and a young girl in a light lake-colored dress, holding the hand of the maid, stepped on the footstool and walked down.

"The minister has seen His Royal Highness Qi Wang."

Zheng Wangnan's eyes lit up. It was the young lady who wore the cheesy hairpin into shining stars.

The female family members of the Zheng family changed their expressions. In this ordinary-looking carriage, it turned out to be Wang Chen's fiancée? !

They felt a little guilty when thinking of Concubine Su's defense on her face at the concubine's birthday banquet.

When the two carriages met just now, they didn't even think about it, and just waited for each other to evade. If Concubine Su knew that they were forcing her future daughter-in-law to evade on the street...

King Qi glanced at the faces of Qi's family, and gave Jiuzhu a half courtesy: "Miss Ming."

Jiuzhu avoided the ceremony and bowed her eyebrows: "The courtiers dare not accept the gift of your Highness."

"I just didn't know that it was Miss Ming passing by. The driver was ignorant and delayed Miss Ming's journey." The old lady of the Hou Mansion took a step back: "Miss Ming, please."

Jiuzhu smiled: "The old lady is an elder. Is there any reason for the younger generation to disrespect the elders? But now the old lady is talking with His Royal Highness King Qi, the younger generations don't want to disturb, please forgive the younger generation first."

The carriage of Pingyuan Hou Mansion evaded to one side and gave way to a wide road.

Jiuzhu bowed her knees and bowed to the old lady of the Hou Mansion and the king of Qi: "Thank you, your Royal Highness, and the old lady."

From beginning to end, she didn't look at King Qi again, even though he was so famous in the capital that countless women fell in love with him.

"She, she is Miss Ming Family?" Zheng Wangnan stared at the carriage going away, "How could it be Miss Ming Family?"

Miss Mingjia, isn't she the fiancee of Chen Wang?

When King Qi heard Zheng Wangnan's whisper, he turned his head and glanced at him.

"Wang Nan." The old lady said, "Go to the carriage and fetch the amulet I asked for to your Highness."

"Yes." Zheng Wangnan recovered, and even had time to pay homage to the little deer in his heart that had died young before he was born.

"Miss." Vernal Equinox carefully observed Jiuzhu's expression: "You don't seem to like King Qi and the people in Pingyuan Hou Mansion very much. I think a man who is as elegant, gentle and handsome like His Royal Highness Qi, even if Miss does not like it, neither It would be too annoying."

What a lovely and considerate lady of her family, she wouldn't be aiming at anyone for no reason, it must be the problem between King Qi and Pingyuan Hou Mansion.

"He is very good-looking?" Jiuzhu disagreed: "Obviously, His Royal Highness Chen looks good. When His Royal Highness laughs, his eyes are bright, like the morning sun."

The equinox didn't feel the difference between the two princes when they laughed, anyway, they were both distinguished princes.

"Sister Vernal Equinox, I hate the way they look so obvious?"

"It's not too obvious. Others can't see it. My family can see some clues." The vernal equinox lifted the curtain and glanced back. Wang Qi held the hand of the old lady of the Hou Mansion. There were many women on the side of the road, secretly. To see him.

Jiuzhu recalled the struggle and despair when the river filled her nose eight years ago, "Maybe some people are born with a different character. If you don't like it, you don't like it. It's useless to force it."

No matter how good Qi Wang smiled, she still couldn't help thinking of the muddy river water.

Dark, damp, with the smell of death.

In the Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng personally drafted two decree, and neither of the two decree was stamped with the imperial seal.

With a decree, Jin named Ming Jingzhou as Ning Kangbo.

A decree, the daughter of Jinming Jingzhou is the county head.

"Your Majesty, the Qintian Supervisor is here."

"Aiqing, have you figured it out for so long?"

"Your Majesty, the eight characters of Miss Ming and Her Royal Highness Chen are the clouds and the mist, the moon is bright, the sun rises in the sky, the trees are blooming and the vines are green, and the trees are dead and vines withered."

"Aiqing can be straightforward."

"Two people's fate is intertwined with cause and effect, if they are together, they will be prosperous, and if they are divided, they will be troublesome."

Emperor Longfeng chuckled and said noncommittal to the fate: "Then can you calculate a suitable wedding date for the two?"

"After the spring of next year, on February 2nd, the flower **** will come."

"February 2 is also a good day for Shenlong to raise his head." Emperor Longfeng laughed lightly, picked up the imperial seal, and stamped it on the imperial edict of Jin's entitlement to Ming Jingzhou as Ning Kangbo.

The Qintian Supervisor was burying his head lower. Most of the emperors were sensitive to the word "dragon", and he dared not answer.

"This day is worthy of my son's wedding."