If Jiuzhu wanted to comment on this birthday banquet hosted by the Pingyuan Houfu, it would be that the meal was delicious.
During the banquet, the old lady of the Marquis of Pingyuan sat upright. Although she was old, she still exuded dignity and elegance in her bones, and she could not see the old man's twilight.
It was Mrs. Pingyuan Hou, who was busy entertaining guests. Her smile seemed to be a bit supportive, probably because she was worried about her husband who was still seriously ill.
From the opening of the banquet to the present, Hou Pingyuan sat at the banquet for a while with the help of the servant, and then made an excuse to leave the banquet, and the wine and meat were not stained.
If it wasn't for the news that Marquis Pingyuan was seriously ill, Jiu Zhu would have doubted whether this was true.
The elegant and dignified old lady, the well-rounded Mrs. Hou, and the free-spirited children of the Hou family, in this lively scene of flowers and flowers, Jiuzhu looked at the grass and trees of the Zheng family, and she had a creepy feeling.
After the meal, the maids brought clean water to the guests to rinse their mouths and hands, and Jiuzhu saw the old lady holding the hand of King Qi intimately, with a very kind smile on her face.
Jiuzhu remembered what the masters told her.
There may be rare treasures hidden under the clusters of flowers, or it may be the most unbearable and rancid sludge.
"After eating, go for a walk in the yard to get rid of food." Shen shi knew that Jiuzhu didn't like watching dramas, so she stretched out her hand and tidied up Jiuzhu's clothes: "After half an hour, we'll go back."
"Okay." Jiuzhu wasn't interested in the poems and marriages these ladies were talking about, and she didn't have the heart to appreciate the elegance of the Zheng family. After getting her mother's words, she got up and went to sit in the bamboo forest next to her.
The bamboo forest was quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of birds chirping. Jiuzhu picked up a few pebbles on the ground and sat at the table to play with a few little maids.
"Miss, the slaves often played this when they were young, but they couldn't play with you." The maids were convinced that they lost, and sighed: "Your fingers are too flexible."
"It's very simple." Jiuzhu threw a few stones into the air and caught it neatly: "Without him, I'm familiar with you."
Not to mention catching stones, the two masters also let her go all over the mountains to catch rabbits.
"There is a trick to playing this, come here, I'll teach you." Jiuzhu beckoned the maids to sit down: "The speed of the hand and the eye should be the same, and the hand should not lie to the eye..."
After the bamboo forest, King Qi heard the voice of a woman talking and stopped his feet.
Even if he didn't look, he knew that the speaker was a little girl from the Ming family.
The wind rustled the bamboo forest, King Qi glanced at the faint pale pink figure behind the bamboo forest, and turned to leave.
"My lord."
Turning around and looking at Sun Caiyao who was walking towards him, King Qi smiled gently: "Miss Sun."
"Miss, you show it again, my eyes are keeping up, but my hands can't keep up..."
"Okay, this is the last time."
Sun Caiyao turned to look at the bamboo forest, and bowed slightly to King Qi: "Your Highness." She smiled: "I don't know which young ladies are playing in the forest."
King Qi laughed and said nothing.
He is always so gentle and considerate towards women, and being looked at by his eyes, as if surrounded by the warm spring breeze, can't help but move his heart.
The girl's carefree laughter came again from the woods. The laughter was very light, but every time it was like a needle, it pierced Sun Caiyao's heart.
Half a year ago, she had a dream about the future, which was not true or false.
In her dream, the carefree girl in the forest would marry the man in front of her and become Princess Qi who is envied by countless women.
The dream was chaotic. When she woke up, she only remembered that King Chen, who was favored by His Majesty, was going to die two days before Concubine Su's birthday. Concubine Qi was disgusted by Concubine Ning because of private conversations with Concubine Su, and her husband and wife relationship with King Qi became more and more serious. light.
Dreams are just dreams, not necessarily real. If the dream is true, it may be a good thing that Ming Jiuzhu is not married to King Qi now, at least... She will not be rejected by her mother-in-law and cold by her husband.
But no matter if what happened in the dream will happen, true or false, she doesn't want King Qi and Ming Jiuzhu to have any possibility of getting close.
She doesn't believe in fate, she doesn't believe in dreams, she only believes in herself.
"Miss." The Spring Equinox whispered in Jiuzhu's ear: "There seems to be someone behind the bamboo forest, I'll go take a look."
"Don't go!" Jiuzhu grabbed Spring Equinox's wrist: "If you don't know who is talking or what they are talking about, don't look at it."
"Curiosity..." Jiuzhu stood up and walked in the other direction with the spring equinox.
Curiosity kills people.
Walking out of the bamboo forest, Jiuzhu saw the middle-aged man with a scar on his chin again. He was wearing the clothes of a steward, and when he saw Jiuzhu coming out of the bamboo forest, he bowed and saluted her with a pleasing smile on his face.
When Jiuzhu passed by him, she stopped and turned to look at him.
Seeing the nobleman suddenly stop to look at himself, the middle-aged man bent his waist lower and lowered his head more respectfully.
"Are you the head of the Hou residence?"
"If you go back to the noble, the youngest is the steward of the Hou's Mansion's outer courtyard. If the nobles need the small to run errands, please feel free to instruct them."
Jiuzhu looked at him for a while: "Stand farther away."
"what?"
Jiuzhu left with the maid, and the manager raised her head in confusion, what does the noble person mean
He touched the scar on his chin, is it because the scar is so ugly that it scares the nobles? Thinking of the origin of this scar, his face gradually became gloomy.
After the guests dispersed, the smile on the old lady's face slowly disappeared, she gently fiddled with the rosary in her hand: "Zhen Zhen, I see you today, it seems that you are deliberately avoiding the Miss Ming family?"
Zheng Zhen stood up nervously: "Grandmother, Miss Ming and I have some misunderstandings."
The old lady nodded slowly: "Although she will become the abandoned son of the Ming family sooner or later, before King Chen loses power, you must not be rude in front of her."
If the Ming family really valued this daughter, they would not have fostered people in Taoist temples for so many years in the name of being frail and praying for blessings.
The three brothers of the Ming family had a cold attitude towards King Chen. His Majesty thought that marrying the daughter of the Ming family to King Chen would allow the Ming family to support King Chen, but he really did not understand the persistence of the literati in certain aspects.
Back then, the three brothers of the Ming family were able to exile in the bitter cold land for His Majesty today, and now they are able to sacrifice a daughter for that perseverance.
In terms of talent and virtue, in terms of benevolence and righteousness, King Chen was far inferior to King Qi, not to mention that Concubine Su had been at odds with civil officials for many years, and the Ming family had absolutely no possibility of supporting King Chen.
Throughout the ages, it has never been uncommon to sacrifice a daughter who did not take it to heart for the glory of the family.
"But grandmother, the Ming family did not arrange for a male guest to come today." Zheng Wangnan was a little worried, and the Ming family would get closer and closer to Concubine Su Gui and his mother in the future, adding to the congestion for His Royal Highness King Qi.
"It doesn't matter if he comes or not." The old lady smiled: "As long as he doesn't support King Chen, it's enough for us."
"My ears are hot." In the carriage, Jiuzhu covered her red ears: "Is someone talking bad about me?"
Shen shi was amused by her puffed-up cheeks and grievances, she took out her cloak and put it on her: "The weather is getting colder and colder, don't frostbite your ears."
Jiuzhu is puzzled, she is not cold.
That must be someone else talking bad about her.
Wearing a thick cloak, Jiuzhu felt a little hot, so she secretly opened the curtain and found King Chen on horseback.
"His Royal Highness King Chen." Jiuzhu stuck her head out and asked with a smile, "Where is your Highness going?"
Seeing the little head sticking out from the carriage, King Chen rode his horse to the side of the carriage and bent down to look at her: "A group of fierce horses have come from the Royal Racecourse, this king is going to take a look."
"Oh." Jiuzhu was not very good at horseback riding, and was even less interested in high-headed horses, so she retracted her head in half.
"Since we met, this king will take you to pick a horse too." King Chen felt a little tired to speak so bent over, so he simply jumped off the horse: "There are many cute foals at the Royal Racecourse, which one you like is mine. I'll send you whichever one."
"His Royal Highness King Chen."
There were other women's voices in the carriage, King Chen was stunned for a moment, and a dressed woman walked out of the carriage and saluted him.
Isn't this the little girl's mother, his future mother-in-law
King Chen thought for a while, lost the reins in his hand, and returned a half salute to Shen Shi.
Shen shi turned slightly to avoid the salute, and glanced at her daughter, who was still sitting in the carriage with half her head outstretched. She had saluted King Chen countless times, and this was the first time she had seen King Chen give her a half salute. .
In the past, the two of them only saluted and accepted the friendship. Now, seeing the other party taking his baby daughter to the royal carriage to pick a horse, Shen's mood was a little complicated.
"I don't know that Mrs. Shen is also in the carriage, this king..." King Chen turned his head to look at Jiuzhu's big black eyes, and the tip of his tongue turned abruptly: "Junior is disrespectful."
Alas, he was the most impatient to deal with these civil servants and female relatives, and he was too tired to speak.
"Your Highness is very polite." Shen shi smiled, even if you dare to be rude, what can I say
The Royal Racecourse, His Majesty's royal carriage, dared to pick a horse at will, and even urged his daughter to go with him. Besides King Chen, who else would have the courage
"Is there a white pony?" When she was very young, Jiuzhu and her masters went shopping in Lingzhou City, and saw a rich young master lead a pure white pony, which was very cute.
"Yes." Chen Wang secretly hooked his finger at her: "How about it, do you want to go?"
Jiu Zhu was a little moved, her toes rubbed the outside of the carriage, and she secretly glanced at Shen shi again.
"Come back earlier." Shen shi pretended not to see King Chen's hands behind his back, and secretly hooked at Jiu Zhu: "You don't know how to ride a horse, stay away from the strong horse."
"Please rest assured, Madam, Ben and this junior will take good care of her."
Shen shi snorted coldly in his heart, I am the most worried about going out with you, the devil of the world.
"Don't worry, mother, I will be obedient." Jiuzhu jumped out of the carriage and trotted to King Chen's side with the words "Little white horse, little white horse, I want little white horse."
Shen shi was puzzled. Her daughter was always polite and distant to other young men. How could she trust King Chen so much
She looked at the face of King Chen. Could it be that it was a man's face, confusing a woman's eyes
What a blue-faced disaster!
Turning around and returning to the carriage, Shen shi opened the curtain and saw her daughter smiling innocently, waving at her in a gesture of goodbye.
never mind.
Shen shi put down the curtain. This is her daughter's future husband. She must have a good mentality and not be angry. My daughter is still young, and she will need her mother a lot in the future, so she must not get angry with her body.
On the bright side, at least King Chen was willing to call himself a junior in front of her.
The royal horse farm kept all kinds of good horses. Jiuzhu looked at the stables that could not be seen, and exclaimed, "How much money does it cost to raise so many horses?"
"Little girl, the layout should be bigger." King Chen played with the whip in his hand: "These horses are carefully selected from various horse farms across the country. Under the careful cultivation of the grooms, the best war horses have been bred. , and then bred in large quantities and sent to the army. A good war horse is a weapon for soldiers."
"It's amazing." Although Jiuzhu didn't know how to raise horses, a horse that could help soldiers guard the frontier must be a good horse.
Seeing Jiuzhu's face of admiration, King Chen became interested, introduced the advantages of various horses to Jiuzhu, and finally took her to pick a pony.
"Come on, try riding on it." King Chen personally helped Jiuzhu tidy up the saddle.
Jiuzhu was a little cowardly, but she didn't want Xiao Xiannan to feel timid: "I'm a little bit scared, just a little bit."
The little feet have shrunk back, only a little bit
King Chen pulled Jiuzhu's waist up with one hand, and lifted Jiuzhu to the horse's back easily.
"Don't be afraid." King Chen felt that he was very patient with this little girl with a little brains: "I'll lead you."
"Then, then don't let go. Actually, I'm not afraid, but I'm not familiar with the Royal Racecourse." Jiu Zhu gathered up her courage to straighten her back, and when the horse started to move, she weakly retracted her back.
"Okay, don't let go." King Chen held the horse with one hand and covered the smile on his face with the other.
Well, I just accidentally turned into a puppy, but I'm not afraid at all.
"His Royal Highness." Chang Sui walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "The horse you picked has already been set up, do you want to train it now?"
King Chen glanced at the cowardly puppy on the horse's back and sighed.
"Forget it, come back next time."
How did he just see this little girl and bring her to the racecourse