According to the rules, the Jin country should be headed by the emperor and help the prince Xian Shang.
As a tie of marriage, Xian Sheng should naturally go to the appointment.
This is the second time he showed up in public because the Nanliang people were there, and there was no need for the queen to say anything. Ruyi dressed him up seriously, and the purpose was also to reassure Nanliang's family.
Zhan Zhen ran to the barracks in the morning, and when he came back, he found that he was wearing a light crown and a Chinese dress.
The people of Nanliang are extremely extravagant, but the extravagance is in the details, rather than the pearl falling all over the body, or the real gold beading.
Different from the rough and rough appearance of the North Country, the gorgeous costumes of Nanliang do not appear to be unremarkable, but even if it is worn by ordinary people, it is obvious that the texture is completely different.
This is Xian Sheng's dowry. Regardless of the art, the material, or the slightly restrained aesthetic style, it is full of Liang Guo's style, and Zhan Zhen can see it with a slight breath.
"...Well, why do you look so good?"
"It's okay." Xian Sheng looked down and thought: "The queen didn't give me clothes this time, she should have let me wear it casually, but when the two countries meet, I must wear some clothes that show my identity and sit on you. By my side, it also shows the friendship between the two countries."
He pointed to the crown on his finger: "This was delivered by your mother. I brought it to match the clothes by the way. Do you think it's okay?"
Although the crown was light but beautiful, it was probably the only low-key thing the queen sent, but it was only compared to the others. After Zhan Zhen saw it clearly, she suddenly frowned and said, "Why live so tired."
Xian Sheng smiled lightly.
As the head of the country, Emperor Jin would definitely be the finale even if he wanted to entertain the princes of other countries, so Zhan Zhen had to arrive early to entertain his peers.
He usually comes and goes lightly and can't get used to the big sleeves and robes, but today he suddenly ordered people to get the prescribed service system, took off the light helmet and prepared to change it.
Seeing this, Xian Sheng saw tenderness in his eyes. He personally walked over to help him put on the clothes, screwed on the buttons seriously, and whispered: "Xiangong wears this way, it looks great."
Zhanzhen was favored, and the princes next to the upper court had to wear court attire according to the regulations. He was afraid of trouble. He wore a light helmet and came and went like the wind every day. When a brother raised dissatisfaction, Emperor Jin shied away from him.
Zhan Zhen looked down at him, thinking he didn't understand his own heart, and said: "It's for you alone."
Xian Sheng bent his lips and rewarded him with a kiss, ashamed of him: "I still use your cash."
He always emphasized what he did for Xian Sheng, for fear that Xian Sheng would not find his good.
Fortunately, this crown is not like the day when the ancestors are sacrificed. It is funny to say that the crown must be tied under the chin. Xian Sheng also learned later that this kind of crown is for restraining offspring, which means that offspring must obey the elders’ words, unless he Became the lord of a country.
Zhan Zhen that day was uncomfortable like a bound shrimp.
It’s not too much to see the crown of a colleague on weekdays. Xian Sheng carefully placed the ropes hanging on his ears behind his ears, and felt that he was actually a gentleman, with big sleeves. It's still a bit bookish when worn.
As soon as he finished thinking about it, Zhan Zhen suddenly hugged him, opened his mouth and gnawed over, and gnawed away the lip fat he had just touched on his mouth.
Xian Sheng struggled hard, but he still had a good time with his arms around him.
Going to his gentleman's style, Zhan Zhen, even if he is inlaid with gold and silver, his appearance is exquisite, he is still a beast in his bones, and he is also a beast in human skin.
As soon as Xian Sheng finished boasting in his heart, he scolded him again. Zhan Zhen's appearance was dignified, but his eyes were full of aggressiveness. After he finished chewing, he turned around and brought lip fat to him, dipped it with his hands and smeared him, and put it directly into his sleeve. , Said to him: "Let's go."
"What do you do with it?"
"Be prepared."
After getting in the car, Xian Sheng understood what it means to be prepared. The lip grease he had just applied was kissed clean again. It was not until he got off the carriage in front of the palace gate that Zhan Zhen took out the lip grease and put it on him for the second time. Looking at his puffy appearance, the corners of his mouth raised, a little bit ruffian: "Kiss you twice and not happy, when will this squeamish disease get better."
Xian Sheng kicked him immediately: "Get me down."
Zhan Zhen went down and sighed: "I am getting more and more ignorant, you are really used to you."
Xian Sheng grinds his teeth, if he didn't jump down, he would definitely give him another kick.
When entering the palace today, no one was allowed to wear weapons. Xian Shang and Tang Li were stopped, and the latter frowned slightly: "Your Highness."
Xian Shang's gaze fell elsewhere, and he found that the Jin Dynasty officials had also handed over their weapons, so he handed over his sword and said: "The guest does not matter."
"Brother is here."
There was a voice behind him, and Xian Shang turned his head, seeing Zhan Zhen's rare dignity, and he was immediately in a daze: "Chan..."
"Why don't you know Gu?" Zhan Zhen walked by the carriage, smiled slightly, handsome and romantic, just about to walk over, Tang Li's eyes suddenly fell on his waist, Xian Shang's eyebrows were serious, and he just stopped the way. Person: "Could it be that in this palace, only guests are not allowed to use martial arts, and the prince of Dajin is not regulated?"
Zhan Zhen stopped, and the eunuch who had confiscated the sword looked at Zhan Zhen and did not dare to say anything.
As a powerful country, he naturally has the qualifications of unruly, but his Royal Highness does not speak, he dare not take the initiative to raise it.
The carriage was very quiet. Zhan Zhen turned his head to look at the eunuch. The latter hurriedly bent over and laughed. He always felt that his prince was not that easy to provoke. This guy was never a law-abiding person. .
He wondered whether this prince Liang Guo really knew what was good or bad, but here was Dajin, and some of his own rules were used to restrain his family, let alone the prince Zhanzhen.
What's more, Zhan Zhen has already passed the place of handing over weapons, and he feels that Prince Liang is about to finish. Hey, His Royal Highness is so arrogant, and Xian Shang is really asking for trouble.
The carriage was very quiet. Whether Liang people or Jin people were present, they felt that Zhanzhen was going to have a temper, the people behind stopped moving, and the people in front held their breath.
In just a few breaths, Liang Ren's heart hung high.
Zhan Zhen glanced at Xian Shang again. To be honest, he was really unhappy, but in the end, he just smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and passed the saber directly to the eunuch's hand. The latter caught it with both hands and was still crushed instantly. As soon as his arm sank, he only listened to him: "It's broken, I just want your head."
This was an understatement, but the eunuch was frightened in a cold sweat: "Slaves take good care of them, please rest assured, Your Highness."
He took out a dagger and a sleeve arrow respectively, and then opened his arms, frankly: "Brother, do you want to search again?"
He gave another elder brother, and the people around him suddenly recovered. Good deed, is this really treating Prince Liang Guo as the eldest brother
Xian Shang handed over: "No, please, please."
"Brother please."
There was the sound of the wheels, and Xian Shang noticed the carriage beside Zhan Zhen. He suddenly realized something: "Here."
"It's the lonely princess." Zhan Zhen and You Rongyan said, "Look, you have to walk alone to enter the palace, but the father allowed him to ride in a carriage. The degree of pampering can be seen to be average."
Xian Shang never expected that the rumor was true, but the more Xian Sheng was favored, the more worried he was, because everything the Emperor Jin gave was based on his being a weak woman.
Xian Sheng did not show his head. He is now the prince of Jin. If he has nothing to do with him, he must not whisper to the man next to him, even if he is his elder brother.
At the destination, Zhan Zhen personally walked over and knocked on the door: "Here."
He just walked out from inside, was hugged by Zhan Zhen and placed it on the ground, his eyes collided with Xian Shang, and the two saluted each other.
Then, he followed Zhan Zhen and walked in with everyone.
The delegation sat down and talked softly: "The princess wears our Liangguo costume."
"Okay, don't forget your homeland, you deserve to be Princess Xiansheng."
Seeing that he was so favored, and wearing Liang Guo costumes openly, Liang Ren straightened his waist involuntarily. Xian Shang was placed opposite Zhan Zhen, facing Xian Sheng, his eyes were gentle and applauded.
As for the Jin people, it was the first time I saw Xian Sheng dressed like this. When Qiu saw it, Mimi asked her prime minister, "Is the prince concubine too much?"
At the meeting between the two countries today, she actually supported Liang Ren. Although he was not bad-hearted, after all, he was very seductive, but he was dressed like this, I was afraid to upset your Majesty and the Queen. If I provoke these two people, I am afraid that the delegation Will be angry.
"Do you see people around you showing dissatisfaction?" Cheng asked instead. Qiu Wolun went to look quietly, pricked his ears, and found that many people were sighing—
"Meeting the princess, Nan Liang doesn't have to go."
"This is a veritable Liang Guomei."
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It turns out that my colleagues are so superficial, Qiu Wulun honestly said: "It seems that the child scared me."
"You idiot, see clearly what she wears on her head." The prime minister said, "Do you remember that crown?"
Qiu Wu said: "!!!"
The crown was worn on the day of the sacrifice to the ancestors, because it matched the clothes perfectly, so I didn't notice it for a while.
The people here were all human beings. Naturally, they were all high-ranking officials who accompanied the Nanliang delegation. They had participated in the ancestor worship ceremony. They had never forgotten one by one, and had a lot of brains. They had already seen the accessories of the beauty at a glance.
Speaking of it, the clothes used to worship the ancestors that day were indeed a bit too solemn and not suitable for today’s venue, because the crown was seen by hundreds of officials of the Jin country. In the eyes of the Jin people, Xian Sheng’s clothes could be said to be specially for the head. The crown came, they are Liang people in the end, there are a few Nan Liang dowries that can be justified, and they are both compliant and pleasing to the eye. What can your Majesty Queen say
On the other hand, the mission did not participate in that ancestor worship. They didn’t know that Xian Sheng’s crown was prepared by Empress Dajin, and only if he came with clothes, precisely because they didn’t know. Come, the princess will not forget her homeland, but she is also supporting them in an upright manner. Naturally, she has enough confidence.
General Jiang Wuhou sighed with emotion: "It's really worthy of being His Royal Highness, marrying a wife is a must in the world regardless of beauty or wisdom."
The mental calculations of the people on both sides are so subtle that people can't find the slightest mistake.
Before Emperor Jin came, Jiang Qin was also relying on his father. He was not used to Wuhou's flattering appearance, and said: "Master Qi said that his youngest son can also marry such a beauty."
Wuhou put on an honest face and said, "Your father seeks truth from facts, you definitely can't."
Jiang Qin had a black face.
As a general, Taishi Qi sat close to him and glanced at him: "Does the general think that the old man is daydreaming?"
"How come." Wuhou hurriedly handed over to him, in a good voice, even a little frightened, and emphasized: "Too much worry, our Jiang family is a down-to-earth ancestor, and the family rules are strict. I just educate the children according to family precepts."
"..." Although it was the truth, how could it make people so uncomfortable to listen to.
You really didn't imply anything
Master Qi had a good heart, but when he saw him, it seemed that he didn't mean that, so he felt aggrieved in his heart, and suddenly kicked his eldest son and shouted in a low voice: "Go back to the same generation and stick to his father all day."
Qi Zi subconsciously pointed at Prime Minister Qiu: "Well, Qiu hasn't left yet."
Qiu's father is kind and filial, and the picture is harmonious. Taishi Qi shut his mouth and said for a while: "If Qiu talks about this kid, he will beat his father on the back."
Qi Ziyou squeezed his shoulders decently.
Qiu Wolun saw it over there, Xing Xin retracted his hand, turned his head and turned back to his peers, waited for Qi Ziyou to come over, and immediately grinned at him: "Students are fine."
Qi Ziyou said coldly: "boring."
Jiang Qin was unwilling to learn from his father to be a peacemaker, so he screamed and said mercilessly: "Really an enemy who inherited his father's inheritance."
Because of the Xiansheng dressing, the North Country has no other way to appreciate the beauties of the South Country, and the South Country is full of confidence to appreciate the officials and officials of the North Country. The scene can be described as a happy one.
Zhan Zhen turned his head to look at Xian Sheng from time to time. Seeing that he was sitting quietly and elegantly all the time, he couldn't help asking: "Are you tired? Resting on the Xianggong?"
"No need." Xian Sheng said gently: "Father should be coming soon."
Zhan Zhen let out a sound, and suddenly came to him again, and said in a low voice: "The lonely knife, never leaves."
Xian Sheng pretended not to hear.
Zhan Zhen said again: "My father used to let the lonely pick the knife, but the lonely didn't agree and even had a family law meal."
Xian Sheng finally looked at him.
Zhan Zhen said with great pains, "The loneliness is all for you."
Xian Sheng couldn't help being jealous. Of course he knew that whether it was wearing a toga or picking a saber cleverly today, it was all for himself, but he felt that Zhanzhen had to emphasize something that was too childish.
Then deliberately nodded and said: "...Thank you, Your Highness."
"Thank you." Zhan Zhen was very generous and straightforward: "Why don't you reward one?"