A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Jiuzhu thought that His Royal Highness would take her to some exquisite band, or a favorite place for talented and beautiful ladies, but he did not expect His Highness to take her to a bridge.

There are a few lonely red lanterns hanging on the bridge, few pedestrians pass by, and it is very deserted. There are lights slowly drifting across the river, like slacking meteors.

"His Royal Highness, what are you taking me to see?" Jiuzhu looked around curiously.

"Hush, here we are." Wang Chen pointed to the bridge, and a wooden boat slowly moved up against the current. There were two people on the boat. Jiuzhu noticed that the two men were holding fishing nets in their hands.

"There are still fish in the Lantern Festival. Are there fish in this river?" Jiuzhu looked curiously.

Then she saw that the two men used fishing nets to catch the lights floating on the river one after another.

Jiuzhu: "..."

"Every year, many people put lights on the river surface, causing countless dirt floating on the river surface. Later, Jing Zhaoyin thought of a way and sent someone to secretly salvage the lights under the river." Wang Chen did not tell Jiuzhu, himself. When I was young and ignorant, I also missed the river lantern once.

"Sincere is spirit, and sincere is spirit." Jiuzhu pinched a Taoist etiquette: "God will understand everyone."

Then the two of them just lay on the bridge and watched the light for a while.

Ever since he discovered that his lamp was picked up by others, Wang Chen has had a hobby of watching other people's lamps being picked up. As he stood in a secluded place year after year to watch people scoop up the lanterns, other brothers thought he did not like to join in the Lantern Festival. The excitement.

"It's almost time." Wang Chen took out two red ropes from his sleeves, walked under a tree with Jiuzhu, and handed one of the red ropes to her: "Come on, put this tree on the tree."

Following his example, Jiuzhu tied the red rope to the branch on tiptoe: "His Royal Highness, does this have any meaning?"

"It means peace and safety, no disease and no disaster." Chen Wang let go, looked at the red rope tied together by the two, and smiled: "Let's go, I will take you home."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a pair of lovers kissing and standing under a tree, tied with a red rope crookedly.

"Langjun, we are tied together with red ropes, and we will never be separated again."

"Of course, you are the only one in me."

Wang Chen gave a dry cough: "Let's go, these two people must be foreigners who don't understand Beijing customs."

"Oh." Jiuzhu looked back at the lovers, nodded slowly, and chose to believe what His Highness had said.

Only the dragon guards who followed the two felt that they couldn't help laughing.

The locals in Beijing don’t know that during the Lantern Festival, lovers use red ropes to tie together, which means that they will never be separated for a long time?

How easy it is to lie now, how embarrassing it will be when it is revealed later.

Men are always high-spirited when they lie, and look around and look forward to other things when unfolding.

Wang Chen took Jiuzhu's hand and walked very slowly, but he still walked to the door of Ming's house. He asked the Dragon Guard to knock on the door, and when the door of Ming's house opened, he let go of Jiuzhu's hand: "Go back to bed early."

Jiuzhu nodded obediently, and stepped onto the steps with her skirt, Wang Chen looked at her in place.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu raised the puppy lamp in his hand: "Thank you for the lamp, I like it very much."

Wang Chen looked down at the lamp in his hand: "I like this lamp, too."

Although she walked a few streets and didn't buy it, he bought it.

Maybe, this is the heart and soul.

Jiuzhu walked into the yard carrying a lantern, and saw his father, mother and elder brother all sitting there. The three of them all turned around and looked at her: "Have you come back?"

She was so scared that she took a step back: "Are you all back?"

"Come and sit down." Shen glanced at the lamp in Jiuzhu's hand, beckoning her to sit down beside him.

"Are you having fun with His Royal Highness Chen Wang?" She touched her daughter's hand, warm and not cold, relieved.

"Happy." Jiuzhu nodded: "Halfway, my Royal Highness and I met Royal Highness Huai, and he said something strange."

She told her family what Wang Huai had said.

"Wang Huai's face is simple and careful, and his words can only be true." Ming Jingzhou said: "Wang Huai is the daughter of Wu Mian, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Although Wu Mian is a little cautious, he is not too problematic. You are a good official. You don’t have to worry too much about other matters when you have a relationship with Princess Huai in the future, as long as you don’t talk about politics."

"Father, you mean, Wang Huai wants to..." She lowered her voice: "Want to sit in that position?"

"How many do the princes do not want?" Ming Jingzhou analyzed the princes and concubines for Jiuzhu: "The four princes lost power, and the one who benefited the most was the prince's eldest son. In the past, the four princes were only named, although Wang Huai was the eldest son, but not as good as the prince. The four princes are popular."

"He is telling Wang Chen this now, not because he really wants to see Wang Chen's horse first, but because he is jealous of the sacred favorite Su Empress." Ming Jingzhou shook his head: "Compared with the last prince, this prince is far behind. Up."

After the Su clan was granted, the eldest prince showed his favor to the Chen Wang, too eager and too hypocritical.

Unless Wang Chen is a fool, how could he be fooled.

"What did Wang Chen say?"

"His Royal Highness didn't say anything, he took me to play." Jiuzhu remembered that after leaving the restaurant, His Royal Highness had told her that he didn't need to be too arrogant, and couldn't help laughing: "His Royal Highness doesn't seem to like to care about the King either. "

Ming Jingzhou put his heart down. His Majesty is now very rich and powerful, he is afraid that King Chen will have other thoughts that he shouldn't have because of the Su Clan's entrustment.

"It's not early, let the children go to bed." Shen said: "In the last few days, relatives and friends will send makeup gifts one after another. This will make it difficult to sleep well, and I will have no energy to get up tomorrow."

Seeing the wedding approaching day by day, her heart was empty, and she ordered and ordered the dowry list, worrying about what would be left behind.

Even dreaming at night, worrying about her daughter’s marriage,

She...reluctant.

When Wang Chen returned to the Sixth Palace of Zhang, it was already very late. The **** waited on him to take off his robe: "His Royal Highness, can you live outside the palace tonight?"

"Lively." Wang Chen took off the jade crown of his hair: "The sparks are brilliant, something interesting."

He washed his face and thought of the lamp he brought back: "The lamp that this king brought back, you should put it on well and don't break it."

"Please rest assured, your majesty, the younger ones are ready." Seeing that his expression was just right, the little **** said with courage: "After the empress is sealed today, all the minions in the Sixth Palace are very happy and want to come to you. See a gift, look at..."

"Who mentioned this?" Wang Chen's face sank, and he raised his eyes to look at the little eunuch, his eyes dark as night: "Zhang Sixth Palace has five princes, all the palace people come to meet this king?"

The little **** knelt to the ground in fright.

"Come here, find out who started this matter." Chen Wang sneered: "After checking it out, hand it over to Dianzhong Province. By the way, report it to the general manager Liu Zhongbao. This king is too lazy to take care of these trivial things."

Since the father of the king became king, even if he walked sideways in the harem, no one dared to make irresponsible remarks. Will he be short of courtesy from the people in the sixth palace?

In the early morning of the second day, what happened in the Sixth Palace of Zhang was passed to Liu Zhongbao's ears.

"His Royal Highness, when is it rare for such expensive people to please these things?" Liu Zhongbao sneered: "They are all at this level, still uneasy, one by one, want to follow in the footsteps of the Zheng family?"

"Things that are ignorant don't need to stay in the palace." Liu Zhongbao raised his hand: "According to the rules of the palace, don't see the blood. Your Royal Highness is about to get married. Don't let these cheap skins stain the palace."

"Grandpa Liu, the Shangyi Bureau didn't have a maid last night."

"Oh?" Liu Zhongbao rubbed his temples, and the **** immediately stepped forward to take care of him.

"What's your name, where did you serve it originally?"

"This palace lady is named Hongmei, who was originally the first-class lady of the Zheng family."

"Hongmei?" Liu Zhongbao had some impressions of the court lady: "How did you die?"

"I ate something by mistake, and wailed for a full half an hour before I died."

"Then be buried, don't make any noise, hang two feet of red cloth in her room, and don't get bad luck." Liu Zhongbao said with unexplained emotion: "In this harem, there will be no good endings for those who bear the lord. Remember all of you, no matter which master you follow, you will be well served. The master humiliates the servant to death, the master is happy and the servant is happy, the master is sad and the servant is sad, if anyone can't remember, some losses are waiting for you to eat."

"Xie Gonggong taught." The little eunuchs were silent.

"Little plum, little Dezi." Liu Zhongbao ordered two little eunuchs: "You accompany the miscellaneous family to see how the Kylin Palace is cleaned up. Your Royal Highness Chen's wedding is just around the corner, so there can be no mistakes."

The Kylin Palace is a place for the prince to live. Since the founding of Dacheng, there have been five princes living here, and each prince has been loved by the emperor.

If it weren't for the beloved Qiliner, how could there be the name Qilin Temple?

Stepping into the Kylin Palace, the plants and trees inside are all newly replaced, the porch pillars are all newly painted, and the best incense is used to repel mosquitoes and ants every day.

Because the king of Chen specifically stated that there should be no incense in the room, all the rooms are filled with flowers and fruits, and new ones are replaced every three hours, so the entire Kylin Palace is filled with the fragrance of flowers and fruits.

Red candles, red silks, red lanterns, and even the characters of every palace servant who served inside were carefully selected. Liu Zhongbao wiped every corner carefully with a white handkerchief, and finally nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad. , All cheer up, if anyone goes wrong, don't blame the miscellaneous family for being merciless."

"Father-in-law." A little **** walked to Liu Zhongbao's side and whispered: "Father-in-law, the four princes and concubines are sending a message, saying that they want a maid to serve in Qianyi Pavilion."

Liu Zhongbao shook the whisk: "Since the four princes and concubines spoke in person, of course the old slave must give this face and send the person over."

He remembered that there was also a great palace lady named Baishao beside Zheng, who was probably what the four princes wanted.

White peony was standing outside Zhang Sixth Palace carrying the package. She straightened out her half-worn clothes and walked into the gate of Zhang Sixth Palace with her head down.

In the outer courtyard, several princes did their own things, and there was a court lady coming in, but no one paid any attention.

"His Royal Highness." A **** hurried past her and walked quickly to Wang Chen's side: "His Royal Highness, what you want, the other side said no."

"If you don't have one, make it now." Chen Wang sighed: "Before this Wang gets married, it must be done."

The white peony returned to his senses in a dazed manner. The marriage between the county lord Ming and His Royal Highness Chen Wang was only a few days later.

"Wait first." Wang Chen called the little **** back: "You go to the palace for this king first, and send this to the lord of Ming County."

Looking at the white peony, what His Royal Highness Chen held in his hand seemed to be...

Is it a letter?

"His Royal Highness, there is only faith, nothing else?"

"Why do you waste so many words?" Chen Wang frowned slightly: "If the county chief replies to the letter, you will wait at Ming's house, and after she finishes it, bring the letter back to the king."

The servants of the sixth house of Zhang are not as good as the long servants he is used to.

Hey, I don't have any eyesight at all!