"Different?"
Master Yu thought for a while, then shook his head, "There's nothing unusual about it!"
After he finished speaking, he said "tsk tsk" again.
Said: "The prince's wedding has made a lot of noise. Basically, all the civil and military officials have gone to the East Palace to drink wedding wine. It seems that it is quite calm, but..."
"But what?" Jing Rongsu asked.
Master Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Just last night, Master Zhou of the Ministry of Punishment said that he saw that all the guards belonging to the East Palace had entered the palace. I don't know if it was because of the prince's wedding, they were there to protect the master's safety. Still going for a drink."
Anyway, he was right!
Everyone else went to the East Palace to drink wedding wine, and he was still smiling with Jing Rong here, which is very pitiful!
Unlike the prince, the prince has the right to raise soldiers outside the palace, but those soldiers and horses can only operate in the capital, so it is surprising that soldiers and horses cannot be raised enough or grown up, and they are not much different from ordinary government soldiers. , the only difference is that the soldiers and horses raised by the prince can enter the palace at any time.
There is nothing strange about the words of Master Yu. It is not surprising that the prince is married and the soldiers and horses of the East Palace enter the palace.
but-
"The prince's wedding, the one who should be transferred to guard the East Palace should be the guards in the palace. Why should the prince's guards be transferred to the palace? Unless there is a major event, it is impossible to transfer troops." Jing Rong analyzed.
"What does King Rong mean?"
He pondered carefully, a fog condensed in his heart, but it gradually became clear.
"Master Yu!" he called out seriously.
"Wei Chen is here."
"This king wants to enter the palace."
Uh!
Master Yu was taken aback: "Entering the palace? This..."
How is this possible? You are still a culprit, a suspect in the Dali Temple prison.
It's hard to think of a prison!
Jing Rong threw out a condition: "Master Yu, if you can let this king enter the palace secretly, I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."
"This… "
He seemed to see Master Yu very thoroughly, and continued: "At this time, even the Dali Si Qing has let go of this case, and the military officials of the court feel that this king will die if he falls into the tiger's den, but it is precisely here that At that time, Mr. Yu, you came to see this king with good wine and good food, and the meaning of it may not be understood by others, but this king knows it by heart."
You want to rely on the mountain of this king!
Master Yu looked at him in surprise and smiled calmly.
That's right, other people's trees fell and scattered, but he felt that this was the only chance to climb the big tree of Jingrong.
"Since the prince has said it, the lower official will not hide it. Now the civil and military officials are all facing the prince and the king, but the lower official has different ideas. In fact, the lower official and the prince are quite similar. The subordinates have risen from a small civil official to today's Dali Temple Shaoqing, and you are born with an image of non-relationship, plus what you do and say, it is enough to prove that the prince will definitely rise to the top in the future, and you will be the best in the world. The official wants to ask the prince to drink this glass of wine."
In the words, there is less flattery and more sincerity!
This Master Yu looks like he has candied fruit on his mouth, and Gao Sheng is afraid that he has been flattering a lot along the way.
Jing Rong listened to his words, but gave him a cold look: "Master Yu can tell fortunes?"
"I know a little bit!"
Brothers, pull away!
Jing Rong looked serious: "Since Mr. Yu wants to stand in this king's camp, then this king will open the door to welcome you, but you must find a way to let this king enter the palace."
"Your Highness is going to the East Palace for a wedding drink?"
"no."
Master Yu thought for a while, but didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then patted his thigh: "Okay, the lower official will go out of his way. As long as he can help the prince, he will not hesitate to do anything!"
Grit your teeth!
This big tree is absolutely dependable!
…
In the Hall of Summoning of the Palace.
Kong Yu sat in front of the exquisite bronze mirror.
In the bronze mirror, she was dressed in a red robe, on which she was embroidered with lifelike phoenixes, gold and silver jewels, jasper and green beads with gold thread, covering her whole body.
That delicate and fair face, with slightly curved eyebrows, outlines those clear eyes like ink, as if it were a clear boat in the river, and under the tip of the tall and full nose, the small red lips are slightly closed, revealing A woman's lightness.
The face that is as calm as water, whether it is joy or sorrow, is unknown—
Madam Xi told her what to pay attention to later in her ear. Seeing that she was demented and couldn't answer, she said it again.
Behind her, two palace maids were putting up hairpins for her, cautiously.
Such Kong Yu is like a puppet.
At this time, Jing Xuan came in from outside, quickly cut through the crowd, and rushed to Kong Yu's side.
Called: "Sister Yu."
Bitter!
Kong Yu's eyes swayed slightly, looked at her sideways, and stretched out his slender fingers to lightly touch her face.
"Why are you here?" It's very gentle and nice.
"Sister Yu, you don't want to marry at all, so why embarrass yourself?" As she spoke, Jing Xuan choked up.
"Fool, that's the Crown Princess, why don't I want to marry?"
The position of the Crown Princess, how many women have beaten their heads, and now this title falls on her own head, that is an honor!
But other people listened to these words unintentionally, but Jing Xuan understood.
She held Kong Yu's hand with tears in her eyes: "Sister Yu, I said that I would definitely send you out of the palace, but I broke my promise. I'm sorry for you, causing you to do this."
Kong Yu shook his head: "I don't have any hope if I leave the palace or leave the palace, well, don't cry anymore, today is my big day, you should happily send me to the East Palace, you cry like this Now, is it still a happy event? I don’t know, it’s because it’s a funeral.”
"Bah ah! It's not."
Jing Xuan quickly stopped crying and wiped away the tears.
He took a breath and said, "I just don't cry."
Kong Yu nodded and smiled.
The sound of gongs, drums and suonas came from outside, and a little eunuch dressed in red hurriedly ran from outside.
"The hour has come, the hour has come, it's time for the bride to get on the sedan chair."
It ran so fast that it seemed like it was about to fall to the ground...
Madam Xi quickly took out a red hijab and shouted at the people in the room, "Hurry up, don't miss the hour."
The house began to move in a chaotic and orderly manner.
Madam Xi put the red hijab over Kong Yu's head and helped her get up.
The next moment, Jing Xuan got up, stretched out her hand and pulled her with a little force, while Kong Yu stretched out another hand and patted the back of her hand lightly.
Although she couldn't see the face hidden under the red hijab, Jing Xuan knew that she was smiling, and her smile was beautiful.
After a while, she let go.
Standing in the same place, watching Madam Xi help Kong Yu out of the Hall of Zhaoxian, get on the sedan chair, and carry it all the way to the East Palace...