Qintian's monitoring and counting of days was not too slow, and sent Emperor Tiansheng two good days to calculate, one was before the Mid-Autumn Festival in more than a month, and the other was the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
After the early dynasty, Emperor Tiansheng called the third prince, and he and the queen chose August 10th.
"The Queen and I prefer August 10th to get the two of you married before the Mid-Autumn Festival."
The third prince still had that unpleasant face, and said flatly, "Okay."
Emperor Tiansheng asked Li Mingjin calmly, "I'm going to have a family in the future."
Third Prince: "Yeah."
Emperor Tiansheng was made by his indifferent appearance so that he didn't have the heart to speak commonplace words, he waved his hand to let him go, and if it was another son, he must have said a string of touching words to him at this moment.
Emperor Tiansheng looked at him and said, "Okay, go back and prepare well."
The third prince: "Thank you, Father."
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Luo Shumo, the eldest young master of the Luo family, held a poetry party in the yard today and invited many friends and classmates, among them Liu Zhufeng, the second young master of the Xiangfu, but no one knew that he not only came, but also brought the three princes as well. It was brought, the lineup was quite strong, and it scared everyone present. Even the servants of Luofu were frightened when they heard about the reputation of the third prince.
The people at the poetry meeting couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. It's not that the third prince doesn't like to be involved in the gatherings of scholars and scholars like them. What does he mean by coming here
Three days ago, the Luo family received the imperial decree, and for the time being, there is no intuitive feeling of being a relative with the royal family. Now that the whole family knows that the third prince is coming, everyone is panicked. Rossumer.
Li Mingjin had an official position when he was an adult. Luo Renshou could see him from time to time, which was fine, but he didn't attend young people's gatherings, and he was still working in the court.
Luo Shumo has his own circle. He listened to his father's words and didn't rush to stand in line, but he was the first prince's companion back then, so his contacts were relatively close. He really had nothing to do with the third prince, and the third prince always behaved erratically. , I can't play with them, and each has a position in a different department.
The first prince went to the Ministry of Industry, the prince went to the Ministry of Household, the third prince went to the Ministry of Punishment, and the fourth prince went to the Ministry of Rites.
Nowadays, no one knows that the third son of the Luo family is about to enter the third prince's mansion. Even if Luo Shumo doesn't have much contact with the third prince, and although he has a marriage contract with his younger brother, it is impossible for him to regard him as a brother-in-law. After all, he is a noble prince. .
Luo Shumo often studied by Luo Renshou's side, and still secretly pondered the reason why the third prince suddenly ran to his house.
Is it because of his third brother
But his third brother rarely leaves the hospital. Even if they have a marriage contract, it is impossible for them to have contact with the third prince. On the contrary, he knows that cousin Shen and the third prince have had a few encounters.
At the beginning, the literati at the poetry meeting became wary due to the arrival of the three princes, but later, because of the eldest prince's proposal, they competed for each other, and they frequently wrote good poems and sentences, and they couldn't play well. He was also happy, but he also began to gradually ignore the third prince who was sitting gloomily and drinking.
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After noon, Luo Shuyu was full and drowsy, so he took a nap for a while. Who knew he had a dream in his previous life.
He dreamed that he was holding the child's icy body, looking at his little face that was frozen purple, and there was nothing he could do. He cried and shouted like crazy, but no one paid attention. He went from house to house looking for help, but every house He closed the door tightly, refused his request to save the child, and couldn't even ask for hot soup. In the end, a family of three died under the arrows, and snowflakes covered their bodies, how sad.
He was awakened by the tragic death of the three people in the dream, touched the wet corners of his eyes, and cried again in the dream.
After waking up, he was no longer drowsy. Qingquan gave him mouthwash, washed his face, and was much more awake.
Looking at the time, it was three minutes before the sun was shining in the afternoon, and it was easy to get dizzy when you walked outside.
Luo Shuyu asked Qingquan, "Where's Qingwang?"
Qingquan said: "He was still there just now. I guess where he went to chat with others. When I come back, I must talk about him."
Qingquan is older than Qingwang and is a first-class maid in Shangshu's mansion. She is in charge of Luo Shuyu's yard. She was assigned by Liu's early years. Luo Shuyu has never had any secrets to hide. He didn't say anything, and Qingquan was always protecting him before.
Luo Shuyu never repays grievances with virtue. Unfortunately, if he doesn't do it, it doesn't mean Qingquan won't do it.
But after Luo Shuyu came back from his rebirth, his trusting attitude towards Qingquan changed, and he only let Qingwang do important things.
In the past few days, several servants serving Luo Shuyu are looking for a way out. They don't want to enter the Third Prince's Mansion. These Luo Shuyu are watching and respecting their decision. In his last life, he didn't bring anyone except Qingwang. After the imperial decree came down, the fastest one was Qingquan, who was in charge of his yard. He had been observing quietly these few days, thinking that she would almost ask him to leave the Ruyi Courtyard. .
After drinking a bowl of jelly, the whole body felt comfortable, and the sultry heat in his heart went away. Luo Shuyu asked people to move the desk to the flower stand. He wanted to write a few words to meditate.
Before he could pick up the pen, Qingquan was like in his previous life. He hesitated to speak to Luo Shuyu. He should not have seen it, and Qingquan said in a hurry: "Master, Qingquan has something to ask for."
Luo Shuyu lowered her head and gently stroked the tip of the pen with her fingertips. Without looking at Qingquan, she said lightly, "You have been following me for four years."
Qingquan was shocked: "Master Hui, it has been four years."
Luo Shuyu's eyes did not waver: "For so many years, I have never owed you anything."
Qingquan hurriedly knelt down, she knew that Luo Shuyu had an exquisite heart, he never wanted to beat and scold their servants, he had a good heart, but she cared more about her own life than before.
"I'm sorry, son, I, my mother wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that she had ordered a marriage for me."
Luo Shuyu didn't want to keep her in the slightest, and was extremely refreshing: "Okay, since you don't want to enter the Third Prince's Mansion with me, I'm not reluctant. After a while, you can pack up your baggage and walk clean." He raised his head again and asked the station. The other people on the side, their voices were slightly cold, "Who else wants to go, I will allow it."
The maidservants who were familiar with Qingquan in the past all knelt down and asked to leave. They were not family sons, they were all transferred from Liu's side.
The Third Young Master looked deserted and was not easy to approach, but those who knew him knew that he was easy to talk. To put it bluntly, he had no status in the Luo family, and even the servants were tougher than him. It's scary, just hearing the name is scary, who knows if you can live next year after entering.
For Luo Shuyu, the last life was a great irony, but people always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
When Qingquan was still confused about Luo Shuyu's willingness to let him go, Qingwang rushed into the yard: "Master, Master!"
Luo Shuyu looked at his lively appearance and said, "Qingwang, go and fetch the contract from Qingquan and others."
Qingwang, who just ran in: "Ah? Young master..."
At this time, a quiet wind was blowing slowly, blowing away a little heat.
Qingquan and others didn't expect Luo Shuyu to come so quickly, and they were caught off guard!
Qingwang didn't go into the house to get the contract, he ran out of breath, evenly, leaned into his ear and said, "I just heard that the third prince is coming, he is now at the eldest young master's poetry party! "
The brush in Luo Shuyu's hand fell to the ground, and he didn't even look at the people kneeling on the ground, and instead asked Qingwang to follow him into the room.
Qingwang followed into the room and asked Luo Shuyu, "Sir, what are they going to do?"
Luo Shuyu said without emotion: "Tell Fubao to stare, I haven't come back, no one can get up, just kneel."
"When will the big brother's poetry meeting start?"
"It started in the near future. I just found out that the third prince seems to be here too."
"Are there other princes?"
"Yes, the young master is a god. The second son of the prime minister brought the eldest prince and the fourth prince. I don't know why the third prince also came."
"Where's Shen Mingyun? Is he at the mansion today?"
"I didn't hear that he went out. He should be in the mansion, son, what's the matter?"
"It's okay, let's go, let's go to the poetry club to see."
When he came out again, he changed into a new set of cyan tunic with narrow sleeves, a waistband with a crescent moon and white auspicious cloud pattern on his waist, and a white jade hollow-carved waist pendant.
Qingwang thought to himself, the young master who has changed into a new suit is too different. He is so handsome that he can't open his eyes, and his temperament is definitely better than the number one beauty in the capital!
Luo Shuyu knew that he was no worse than others, so he took out a written letter from the box and went out with Qingwang.
As for Qingquan and the others who were kneeling on the ground, they looked at each other in dismay, they could only kneel on the cobblestone ground against the fierce sun.
For a while, they didn't know whether the current decision was right or wrong.
Qingquan was even more embarrassed. She bit her lip. These three young masters usually do not fight or rob. She thought that she would not be given preferential treatment if she went to the Third Prince's Mansion. I do not understand.
Now that the third son gave up her directly, he had no intention of retaining her at all, and his attitude was firm.
The more Qingquan thought about it, the more flustered his heart became. He slumped to the ground and felt a chill in his heart. Did the son already know what she did
No, he doesn't even go out very often on weekdays, no.
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Luo Shuyu was walking on the way to the courtyard of Luo Shumo's poetry meeting. At this time, the lotus leaves in the lotus pond were green, and the pink and white lotus flowers were blooming. It was very comfortable to watch.
If he remembered correctly, today's Shen Mingyun will shine in his eldest brother's poem, attracting the attention of several princes with a poem.
The poem was not written by him, but provided by the so-called system, said to have been written by a poet of a dynasty he did not know.
Luo Shuyu stood by the lotus pond and thought for a while, and the title of the poem described in the book appeared in his mind - "Wine Entering Wine". At that time, this poem was popular in the capital for a long time, and many scholars often used this poem to spur student.
To change the fate of their family, they must first destroy all of Shen Mingyun's adventures, and must not let him appear at the poetry meeting.
Just as he was about to continue in the direction of the Poetry Club, he saw a person standing at the pavilion with a very familiar back, who was looking towards him.
The two looked at each other across the lotus pond, and Luo Shuyu hurried to the pavilion. When he was five meters away from the other side, he stood still and stared at the man blankly. His breath became unstable and hurried.
He thought that they might meet again on the day of their marriage, but he didn't expect to be so caught off guard.
I never thought that I would see him here, the living Li Mingjin, his light brown eyes were staring at him.
Luo Shuyu faced people who should have been particularly afraid at this time in his previous life, but at this moment he has absolutely no fear of his predecessors, no resentment towards their marriage, no desire to escape, only the joy of having lost it.
Li Mingjin once defended himself from arrows, lived and died with him, and they had a child.
He's still alive, he's still young and handsome.
Facing this jade-like young face, Luo Shuyu's mind showed that he was covered in blood, with arrows stuck in his back, and suffered repeated injuries through clenching his teeth. He shed tears unconsciously. To vent the grievances and sadness after being reborn.
Li Mingjin, who had just come out of the poetry meeting to breathe, frowned slightly, and took a few steps forward with the surprise in her heart.
Inexplicably, he knew that this person must be Luo Shuyu, his future imperial concubine.
But what is he crying for
Li Mingjin was at a loss for a moment, standing in front of Luo Shuyu with a sullen face, he glanced at the other party, not a single heavy word came out.
"I didn't bully you."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Luo Shuyu's tears fell even more fiercely. He stared at the person in front of him and didn't dare to blink any more, for fear that the next moment would turn into a bubble. Although the familiar face was a little young, the voice was very disturbing. Missed, and very familiar.
Li Mingjin's stern face, he just wanted to come to the Shangshu Mansion to sneak a peek at Luo Shuyu. He never thought of scaring people to cry, and he didn't do anything to coax people, but he couldn't let him cry like this, with a gloomy face. Sheng said: "Don't cry."
He didn't know the pain in his heart. Li Mingjin raised his sleeves and gently wiped Luo Shuyu's tears. His expression was a bit fierce but his movements were very gentle, as if he once wanted to wipe his tears, but he never did, and there was an impulse in his heart. want to complete this move.
He looked at Luo Shuyu's red eyes, and said solemnly, "Don't cry anymore."