A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Chapter 18: On February 2, it is worthy of my son's big wedding

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"Father?" Seeing that Ming Jingzhou didn't speak, 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 fulfill his duties and not disappoint His Majesty."

If it was King Chen who disappointed His Majesty, it had nothing to do with him.

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

"Okay, my daughter will not disturb my father and His Highness." Jiuzhu took a few steps back and waved her hand: "You guys come in quickly."

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

The officials of the Ministry of Rites that I met on the road saw that he seemed to have seen a flood and beasts, and hurriedly saluted and ran away. Compared with these people, Ming Jingzhou, who was leading the way, seemed normal.

"His Royal Highness, this is where Wei Chen and his colleagues eat their meals. Why don't Your Highness go to the house to rest first, and after Wei Chen has finished eating, I will report to you about the Ministry of Rites." Ming Jingzhou put the food box on the ground , and bowed respectfully to King Chen.

"Master Ming, don't be polite." King Chen bent down and lifted the food box, took out a handkerchief and wiped the bottom of the food box: "It just so happened that this king didn't have lunch either, so he had the audacity to eat at the same table with the adults. I think the adults would not dislike it."

Ming Jingzhou: "…"

Disgust is disgust, but I don't dare to say it.

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

That's right, if you have difficulties, you are considered colleagues.

"My lords don't need a big gift. This king is here to ask your lords for advice." King Chen picked out an empty table and put the food box on the table: "We will work together in the future. It's good for Wang to be an ordinary colleague."

Everyone knew that what King Chen said was polite. For them, King Chen's willingness to speak politely had given them enough face.

In their expectation, King Chen may come and leave, or he may command them around, and even point fingers at them, and it is possible to pick and choose.

The Minister of Rites breathed a long sigh of relief, His Royal Highness King Chen... It's not that difficult to serve.

Human nature is like this. If you expect too much from a person, you can't help but pick on people everywhere. But if this person has always been arrogant and domineering, unreasonable, and suddenly polite, it will make people feel gratified, and even feel that he is different than others, so that he can get this special.

King Chen put all the dishes in the food box on the table, and asked the clerk to make the meal. Seeing Ming Jingzhou still standing beside him, he greeted with a smile: "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, warmed with scalding water at the bottom of the food box, and the dishes that are delivered all the way will not get cold!

Lifting his robe and sitting down, Ming Jingzhou picked up the chopsticks on the table, and the bamboo chopsticks snapped into two pieces.

King Chen paused for a while, and was stunned when he looked at the tip of the chopsticks that had fallen on the table.

"His Royal Highness laughed." Ming Jingzhou smiled awkwardly and changed a pair of new chopsticks: "The Ministry of Rites have limited funds, and tableware and chopsticks are used repeatedly, which are quite fragile and easy to break, so even weak people like me often accidentally mess with them. break."

"That's it." King Chen picked up the broken chopsticks and threw them into the rattan basket next to the waste: "Everyone has a hard life. After this king is familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, he will play the father and ask him to allocate money. Repair the Rites."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Li En, the Minister of Rites, came over with the bowl and chopsticks, and smiled cheekily: "I will show you the places that are badly run down, so that your Highness will not accidentally pass through these places in the future. , was hit on the head by a tile or wall ash."

King Chen: "..."

"If Your Highness thinks it's boring to accompany an official alone, Lord Ming can also come with you." Li En, Minister of Rites, smiled at King Chen: "How does Your Highness feel?"

King Chen was silent, and he began to recall, what was the wrong step 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 made an excuse to tell his father that the Ministry of Rites did not suit him.

"Your Highness?" Li En looked earnestly.

King Chen put down his chopsticks: "Thank you sir, this king will pay more attention in the future."

Li En bumped Ming Jingzhou lightly with his elbow, hoping that he could open his mouth and let His Highness understand that the point is not to pay attention to missing things, but that their rituals are very broken and need to be repaired with money.

Ming Jingzhou bowed his head and behaved elegantly and politely... having dinner.

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

Jiuzhu, who had delivered her father's meal, got on the carriage home in a good mood.

Halfway through, the carriage stopped.

"Miss, there is the carriage of Pingyuan Hou's mansion in front." The spring equinox raised the curtain and leaned over to ask Jiuzhu, "Should we avoid it?"

"Pingyuan Hou's Mansion?" Jiuzhu stuck her head out of the car window and glanced at it. Countless servants surrounded the carriage, and all the people passing by avoided it.

"Let." Jiu Zhu retracted her gaze, lowered the curtains of the car, and stopped looking at it.

The Spring Equinox nodded, turned to the driver and said, "Miss has an order to avoid the carriage of the Marquis of Pingyuan."

The old lady of the Marquis of Pingyuan saw that the carriage stopped for a while, and asked the maid next to her: "What's going on ahead?"

"There is a carriage ahead blocking the way. After the other party knew our identity, they avoided it." The servant girl walked into the carriage and gently beat the old lady on the back.

"Tell the little ones in the family, don't spread it like this when you go out, so as not to tire the reputation of the empress and His Royal Highness." The old lady closed her eyes and recuperated, covering her tiredness: "Do you know which carriage it is? Let Wang Nan thank him in person."

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

"Zheng Wangnan, the prince of the Marquis's Mansion in Xiapingyuan, thank you for making way." Zheng Wangnan looked at the carriage without the family crest, did not even get off the horse, and gave a bow on the horse's back.

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

Zheng Wangnan looked at this maid and vaguely felt that she had seen it somewhere.

"Prince, please." Spring Equinox made a gesture of invitation.

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

He patted the horse under him, and when he was about to turn to leave, someone else came riding in front of him.

"His Royal Highness King Qi!" Zheng Wangnan saw the person on the horse's back, quickly got off the horse, and pulled the horse to avoid it.

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

Everyone in the Hou Mansion who was still sitting in the carriage just now walked out of the carriage.

"Grandma, please don't be too polite." King Qi dismounted to support the old lady of Houfu: "Where are you and grandmother going?"

"His Royal Highness's wedding is approaching, and he is old and incompetent, so he can only bring the younger generation of his family to the temple to pray for blessings, and pray that God will bless His Highness's blessings and everything will go smoothly." ."

"Lao's grandmother is worried, I'm all right. But your old man has paid off. If your grandson's affairs make your old man suffer, how should the grandson deal with himself?" King Qi noticed that there was still a car parked in the corner. The carriage of the family crest, this carriage is clearly avoiding the driver of the Pingyuan Hou Mansion: "Which carriage does this carriage belong to?"

The curtain of the carriage moved, and a girl in a light lake-colored skirt stepped down on the footstool, holding the handmaid's hand.

"The minister and daughter have seen His Royal Highness King Qi."

Zheng Wangnan's eyes lit up, it was the young lady who wore her cheesy hairpins into shining stars.

The face of the female family members of the Zheng family changed. In this ordinary-looking carriage, it turned out that the fiancee of King Chen was sitting in it? !

Thinking of the concubine's birthday banquet, Concubine Su's maintenance of her on the bright side, they felt a little guilty.

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

King Qi glanced at the expressions of the Qi family members, and returned Jiuzhu half-salute: "Miss Ming."

Jiuzhu turned sideways to avoid the ceremony, bowed her head and raised her eyebrows: "My ministers and daughters dare not accept His Highness's ceremony."

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

Jiuzhu smiled: "The old lady is an elder, how can the younger generation disrespect the elders? But now the old lady is talking with His Royal Highness King Qi, and the younger generation does not want to disturb. Please forgive the younger generation.

The carriage of the Marquis of Pingyuan retreated to one side and made way for a wide road.

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

From the beginning to the end, she didn't look at King Qi, even though he was famous all over the capital and made countless women fall for him.

"She, she is the Miss Ming family?" Zheng Wangnan stared at the carriage away, "how can it be the Miss Ming family?"

Miss Ming family, isn't she the fiancee of King Chen

King Qi heard Zheng Wangnan's whisper, and turned his head to look at him.

"Wang Nan." The old lady said, "Go to the carriage and get the amulet that I asked for His Highness."

"Yes." Zheng Wangnan came to his senses, and he didn't even have time to pay homage to the deer in his heart that died young before he was born.

"Miss." Spring Equinox carefully observed Jiuzhu's expression: "You don't seem to like the people from King Qi and the Marquis of Pingyuan. I thought that a gentle, gentle and handsome man like His Royal Highness King Qi, even if you don't like it, Miss. would be too annoying."

What a lovely and considerate temperament of her young lady, she won't target anyone for no reason, there must be something wrong with King Qi and the Marquis of Pingyuan.

"He's very good-looking?" Jiu Zhu disagreed: "It's clear that His Royal Highness Chen is good-looking. When His Highness smiles, his eyes are bright, like the morning sun."

The Spring Equinox didn't think there was any difference between the two princes when they laughed, they were both noble princes anyway.

"Sister Spring Equinox, I hate their appearance, it's obvious?"

"It's not too obvious. Others can't see it, but my own family can see some clues." The spring equinox lifted the curtain and glanced back. King Qi held the hand of the old lady of Houfu. There were many women on the roadside, secretly To see him.

Jiuzhu recalled the struggle and despair when the river water poured into her nose and nose eight years ago, "Maybe some people are born with a bad character. If you don't like it, you don't like it. No matter how hard you try, it's useless."

No matter how good-looking King Qi smiled, she still couldn't help thinking of the river water mixed with the smell of mud.

Dark, damp, with the smell of death.

In Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng personally drew up two wills, and neither of them had the imperial seal.

A decree, Jin Feng Ming Jingzhou as Ning Kangbo.

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

"Your Majesty, the Qintian Superintendent is here."

"Aiqing, it took so long to figure it out?"

"Your Majesty, Miss Ming and His Royal Highness King Chen's eight characters are the appearance of clouds and mists, the moon is bright, the sun is rising in the sky, the trees are prosperous and the vines are green, and the dead vines are withered."

"Aiqing can speak more bluntly."

"The fate of two people is intertwined with cause and effect. When they are combined, they will prosper, and if they are divided, disasters will continue."

Emperor Longfeng chuckled softly, and was noncommittal about Fate: "Then can we calculate the suitable wedding date for the two of them?"

"On the second day of the second month after the spring of next year, the flower god will come."

"The second day of the second month is also a good day for the dragon to raise its head." Emperor Longfeng laughed lightly, picked up the imperial seal, and stamped it heavily on the imperial edict of Jin Fengming Jingzhou as Ning Kangbo.

Supervisor Qin Tian buried his head even lower. Most of the emperors were sensitive to the word "dragon", so he did not dare to answer.

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