The man's eyes are deep and deep, like a wolf glowing with dim light in the dark night, making people shudder. Zhong Lijin didn't have much contact with him before, so he didn't understand whether his eyesight was innate or just for her. But she saw a trace of surprise and inquiry from that line of sight.
That kind of gaze was short-lived, just an understatement, and it slid past her. As his eyes left, there was a trace of inquisitive inquiry. Zhong Lishuo calmed down and bowed towards Xu Renqing, "Hello, Mr. Xu."
Hearing this, Xu Renqing turned his gaze to her, and nodded slightly in response. Then, the man turned his gaze to Le Zhengying, who was on the side, and said softly, "This is your brother? You sister and brother really look like they're likable."
He sounded like a compliment, but his expression was cold and mocking when he spoke. Le Zhengying put on a smiling face, and retorted: "My little brother is naturally not as majestic as an adult, so it would be better to be pleasant."
Xu Renqing looked at her as if he had no expression on his face, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he brushed past them. After the young people who followed Xu Renqing greeted Le Zhengying one by one, the group took their seats at the Ministry of Housing.
Zhong Lishuo sat down with the elder sister. She looked at Le Zhengying's expression, thinking about what had just happened. According to her current age of fifteen or sixteen, she thought that asking a question would be in line with the curiosity of young people. . So he asked, "Eldest sister, are you having a bad relationship with Mr. Xu just now? He looked a little fierce, and I was a little scared when he looked at me just now."
Originally, Le Zhengying didn't want to explain too much to her younger brother, but her last words aroused a trace of fire in the heart of the gentle Lord Le Zheng. Le Zhengying curled his lips and sneered: "He and I are classmates, there are some small disputes, A Su doesn't need to care. As for him murdering you... He has never seen anyone who is better-looking than him, and he will always stare at those who are better-looking than him. You are attracted to others. Ah Su looks more beautiful and more handsome than him, so naturally he can't give you a good color."
Zhong Lishuo doesn't have much contact with this sister, but Le Zhengying is indeed a reliable eldest sister in her daily life. It is not unexpectedly cute to scold others in front of her today. Zhong Lishuo was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
Her smile matched the vigor of a young man and was extremely sparse. The jade-crowned youth wearing a crimson robe, smiled and rolled his eyes, and said gently, "It seems that A-jie really doesn't like this Master Xu, so A-su doesn't like him either."
In Le Zhengying's impression, Le Zhengsu was always the pale child who lived in the backyard with a sick face that made his mother cry. She had never seen such a clear Le Zhengsu, so clearly she thought it was another person.
That is the prince wearing a black brocade robe.
In the spring of that year, she went to the East Palace to look for the Crown Princess, and under the cherry blossom tree, she met the Prince Zhaoming who had a shallow blood relationship with her but was very similar.
On that day, countless bright cherry blossoms bloomed in the backyard of the East Palace. The sun was falling from the branches, and the young prince Xun was sitting on the blanket laid under the cherry blossom tree. In front of her were the papers distributed to her by the Emperor Thorn, as well as the dignified and luxurious princess in a long dress.
The prince, who was incapable of government affairs, took over the government under the order of the emperor, and under the embarrassment of all parties, he turned to the nearest prince for help. The prince sat on his knees in front of the prince, watching her mark the memorial with a red pen, listening carefully to the prince's teaching.
After a long distance, Le Zhengying didn't know what they were talking about. He could only see the moving lips of the Crown Princess and the profile of the Prince listening carefully. Not knowing what the princess said, the prince suddenly sighed, raised his head and laughed. The smile on that handsome and moving face was brighter than the cherry blossoms on the top.
Hearing this, the Crown Princess raised her head, her swan-like neck slowly lifted, and her gaze fell on the Crown Prince gracefully and attentively. A smile appeared on that gentle and graceful face, neither strong nor light, but it just expressed her joy.
It was this light glance that made Le Zhengying feel that the almost absurd marriage gift that fell on his childhood friend Xuan Jingchen was not a bad thing.
At least, in her eyes, Prince Zhaoming is indeed a good man.
Le Zhengying was in a trance for a moment, then turned his eyes back to his younger brother, looked at her like Emperor Zhao's face, concealed the little thoughts in his heart, and said with a smile, "Good boy, A Su."
No matter how similar they are, they are not the same person. This is a truth that everyone understands, how can a woman like the Queen not understand. But even so, it is impossible for someone to want a dream like a mirror.
The fireworks outside the Yulong Pavilion bloomed to the extreme, and the lights of thousands of homes were lit, illuminating the entire Yuanzhou City as bright as day. The lights outside the window contrasted with the brilliance of the pavilion, and it was translucent. The guests have all arrived, and with the light stroke of the bell behind the lotus leaf stage, all the golden lotuses floating beside the stage bloomed. The firelight flashed for a moment, and the colorful yarns fell from the roof of the pavilion. The teenagers and girls in colorful clothes dragged the yarns and fell from the sky, leaping towards the lotus leaf platform of fish play.
Fourteen boys and girls met in the air, hugging each other's waists in pairs, followed the silky gauze and danced in the air.
The bright rhythm began to play along with the dance steps of the young people, and those bright colors fell into Zhong Lishuo's eyes, turning into the most dazzling joy.
"Tonight is the New Year's Eve banquet bestowed by Your Majesty, and it is also the banquet of the world in Daqing. Your Majesty has a decree that tonight, regardless of your status, no matter the group of ministers, you can rest assured that you will be drunk and return with joy."
The speaker was a woman, Zhong Lishuo followed the voice, but found that it happened to be a place he couldn't see. The person who wants to speak must be the inner courtier beside the queen.
The inner courtier has arrived, and presumably His Majesty will be there soon.
For some reason, Zhong Lishuo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit. She picked up a cup of tea in front of her and brought it to her mouth. At this moment, Zhong Lishuo heard an old but powerful voice asking, "Servant An, since the feast has been opened, when will His Majesty arrive?"
As soon as Le Zhengying heard it, he knew that this was Wang Ansu, the Right Chancellor who urged His Majesty's wedding the most. This old fox, is he afraid that the queen will go back on it
"Returning to Prime Minister Wang, His Majesty has already been there. At this time, I have enjoyed the Qichen Dance of Lord Siming with all of you. There is a precedent in ancient times. Our Majesty is very sympathetic to all of you." Servant An smiled. When he answered, the voice just fell, causing a murmur.
The emperor does not occupy a high-ranking position. At this moment, I don't know where in the Yulong Pavilion, and I can't find the person specially arranged by the Ministry of Rites.
The upright Prime Minister Wang was blowing his beard and staring at the seat at the moment, and the Minister of Rites beside him smiled and said, "Our Majesty is quite ancient. Such a monarch and ministers have fun together, and the surprise is just like the meeting in bloom."
Compared with Prime Minister Wang's Zhongzheng Suzhi, the Minister of Rites with his long beard looks more romantic and unrestrained. His words quickly made the Prime Minister ponder. Wang Youcheng glared at him and said, "We will meet during the blooming season. I dare you to say that the good idea you gave to His Majesty is this bad idea. His Majesty is the honor of the Nine-Five, can you be the same as ordinary women?"
The Minister of Rites smiled and said, "No, no, this is not a bad idea. Let Your Majesty find it by yourself, but it's much better than someone who picked it out."
His Majesty is the honor of the Ninety-five, no matter which man you choose to be your husband-in-law. What's more, if you just want a royal heir, you shouldn't want a royal husband with a strong background.
The officials had their own thoughts, and the conversation between Prime Minister Wang and the Minister of Rites was heard by those who had a heart, and then passed it on to the servants, one by one, to the ears of the young men and women of each family.
Xu Renqing, who was sitting among a group of young people in the household department, also heard the news and showed a mocking smile upon hearing this.
When the flowers meet, is there anyone in this world who deserves another look from the Queen
When he learned of the news of His Majesty's inspection of Yulong Pavilion in Weifu, the eldest princess of Ping An, Xuan Jing'an, was entertaining Zhongli, the King of Clouds, who came from afar. After listening to what the waiter said in her ear, the eldest princess frowned slightly.
Seeing this, King Yun Zhong, who was sitting opposite her, asked involuntarily, "What's the matter?"
The princess raised her head, looked at the young man's warm face and said, "Little sister took the imperial sister to make a fool of yourself."
"But the Queen's Wife... No, I mean, shouldn't Your Majesty attend the banquet tonight?" Before he arrived in Yuanzhou, Zhong Limu, who had already expressed his intentions, did not care about his embarrassing position caused by the ministers, and asked suspiciously.
The eldest princess sighed, turned her head and instructed the guards to follow the traces of the two.
The banquet center of Yulong Pavilion is His Majesty the Ninety-five Supreme. Now no one knows where His Majesty is, and the forces of all parties have begun to whisper. The performance of the fish opera on the lotus leaf platform became more and more exciting. After the Qichen of the commanders, it was followed by the splendid lantern night in Hongwen Hall.
The show on the stage was very lively, and the chaos off the stage was equally exciting. The confident young men and women are full of expectations but uneasy, hoping to be seen more by the legendary heroic woman and get a chance to be with him for a lifetime.
Among this group of men and women, there is also a Zhong Lishuo. She was full of anticipation, hoping to hear the Queen's voice at the banquet. No, even being able to look at her from a distance.
Who would have thought that she would always serve in the Yulong Pavilion.
Where will you show up? Zitong.
Will it appear in front of me? Zitong.
With such delusions in mind, Zhong Lishuo was a little restless. She drank most of the pot of tea, cup after cup. Excessive actions attracted Le Zhengying's attention, so he asked, "Su, but the dishes don't suit your appetite?"
Zhong Lishuo nodded, shook his head again, and said to the eldest sister, "I drank too much tea, so I want to relieve myself."
Le Zhengying smiled in understanding, found a waiter, and troubled her to lead Zhong Lishuo to have a puppy. When he left, Le Zhengying thought for a while and warned: "There are many people here, don't run around, and come back soon after the solution is finished."
Your Majesty is in a low profile, I'm afraid it's time to meet in bloom.
The meeting during the flowering period is an invitation for unmarried men and women of Yuanzhou nobles to meet alone under the recommendation of relatives and friends before they get engaged. To put it bluntly, they looked at each other, and if it was appropriate, they would follow their parents' words and tie them together. Today, it has evolved into a fixed process for noble women to choose a partner.
If you are happy, fall in love at first sight, set this life.
For His Majesty tonight, if you close your eyes, you can decide to marry him back to the palace and have an imperial heir together.
At this time, Le Zhengsu had better not appear in front of His Majesty. If that face that is too similar appears, I am afraid that His Majesty will think of the late Emperor Zhao again, and His Majesty will finally give up his determination.
Just Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you now