Yue Hanyi did not give up, and the next day, the post was delivered again, but this time it was Li'er.
I haven't seen her for a few months, the little girl has grown a little taller, and the flower bones of the past have some meaning to grow, and between her eyebrows, there is a three-pointed girl's softness.
At the age of thirteen and fourteen, when the flowers were blooming, the last thing Ning Chen wanted to see was that these children were involved in the conspiracy.
Yue Hanyi's behavior angered him again.
"Li'er, I'm sending you this letter to your sister Yi. You can't peek at it." Ning Chen patted the little girl's head and said softly.
"Okay," Li'er nodded.
After Li'er left, Ning Chen waved his hand and completely turned the pilgrimage in front of him into crumbs. The people behind the scenes seemed to be eager to take his place. The battle for the throne really made these people a little crazy.
In his letter, there is only one sentence: If your Lingyan Pavilion doesn't want it, Ben Hou can help you at any time.
Lingyan Pavilion, Yue Hanyi felt a little chill on her back after seeing the letter that Li'er brought back. She didn't expect that Ning Chen would be so unrepentant and not give any face.
She had no doubts about the authenticity of the threat in the letter. How could someone who could order the slaughter of tens of thousands of Buddhists in the Buddhist country care about her small Lingyan Pavilion.
"How, did he still refuse?" A gentle man's voice sounded from behind the screen in the room and asked.
"En," Yue Hanyi respectfully responded.
"Forget it, in two days it will be the Empress's birthday. There will be opportunities at that time, so don't be in a hurry at this time," the man in the room said calmly.
"Yes" Yue Hanyi lowered her head and said.
Taizhi Gongfu, Taizhi Gong wrote a letter and sent it to Zhiminghoufu.
After Ning Chen read it, his brows furrowed, what does it mean to be too acquainted.
Two days later, at the birthday banquet of the eldest grandson, Tai Shigong advised him not to participate, but to recuperate in the mansion.
It is impossible for him not to go to the eldest grandson's birthday banquet, no one's words are useless.
It's just that the two princes will definitely take the opportunity to win over him, which is indeed a troublesome thing.
Neither the eldest grandson nor the third prince has yet determined the candidate for the next emperor Xia. If he chooses rashly now, he will definitely be scolded by the eldest grandson to death.
Jingwu Gongfu, Jingwu Gong also wrote a letter and sent it to Zhiminghoufu, with the same meaning, asking Ning Chen not to attend the empress's birthday banquet.
They didn't want to seal the tenth Marquis at this time, but the credit made by Ning Chen could no longer be suppressed. They were concerned about the situation of the imperial city and the mood of the soldiers in Great Xia.
However, they absolutely do not want to see a Wuhou in Beijing involved in the battle for the throne.
The situation in the imperial city is already chaotic enough. If a Marquis is involved, I still don't know what will happen.
Ning Chen received the letter from Duke Jing Wu, looked at it, and put it aside with the letter from Duke Tai Shi. Now, the head of Confucianism has written the capital, and the head of the eunuch is next.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Duke Xiyu's letter to arrive. The content was exactly the same, ordering him to take good care of his injuries and not to get involved in these matters, but his tone was a little stiffer.
Ning Chen's impression of Duke Xiyu was very general, and he was not impressed by the tone of the order in the letter.
In this world, except for the eldest grandson, no one is qualified to order him to do anything, and the third prince is no exception.
He will definitely go to the birthday of the eldest grandson in two days. As for the two princes, he can avoid them if he can.
He can retire, but that doesn't mean he can retire again and again.
The battle for the throne was not something he should have intervened in, but when he was in a hurry, he didn't care what should be broken.
You have to listen to what the elders say, but it’s no big deal to be willful once in a while. At most, you can just bite the bullet and get scolded.
Shisi, the official in charge of recording the history books of Daxia, was shocked when he recorded the youngest Wuhou in Daxia, and wrote down a heavy stroke, Ning Chen, in the spring of the second year of the new calendar in Daxia, he was named Marquis of Wu, and the title knew his fate. .
Seventeen years old!
Afraid of making a mistake, the historian sent the memorial to the Temple of Heavenly Mandate and asked the Marquis Zhiming's age again.
After seeing it, the eldest grandson replied only two words, no mistake!
Two days later, on the thirty-ninth birthday of Empress Daxia, she held a family banquet in Jiugong Garden. There were not many people invited, but the number of uninvited people could not be counted.
Ning Chen belonged to the one who came uninvited. He didn't receive the invitation, but received an order from the eldest grandson, telling him to recuperate in the mansion and not to leave the mansion in the near future.
The meaning is obvious, there are already so many people at the birthday banquet in this palace, and there is no shortage of you. Let me rest at home honestly.
There are more and more people in the Jiugong Garden, all of them are powerful officials and family members in the court. The original family banquet soon turned into a court banquet. Above the main seat, the eldest grandson sits upright, dressed in a court dress with gold and silver filigree phoenix embroidery mainly in red and yellow. The phoenix in the center of Lingyun's bun has a bright pearl in its mouth, and the tassel under the pearl hangs down gently. , not to be eroded by the years, the beautiful face is now
With a soft smile, it brings an inexplicable light pressure.
When the palace banquet was about to start, there was a soft sound of footsteps in the distance, and in the surprised eyes, two figures slowly came, one big and one small, the pear blossoms were falling, but they were swept away by an invisible force, unable to land on the two sides. on people.
The eldest grandson frowned without leaving a trace, how could this guy be so disobedient and not honest when he was injured.
The "Marquis of Knowing Fate" politely greeted the ministers, looking at the young figure in front of him with different expressions.
Ning Chen returned the salute one by one, and immediately brought Xiao Mingyue a respectful salute to the eldest grandson of the throne.
"Chen Ningchen, see the Queen Mother"
"Your Majesty, please take a seat." Under the eyes of the crowd, the eldest grandson couldn't say much, so he could only do things according to the rules first.
"Empress Xie Niangniang" Ning Chen got up, sat at the table, and then ordered someone to bring the birthday gift to the eldest grandson. Looking at the birthday gift in front of him, a hint of curiosity arose in Zhangsun's heart. She could not think of what Ning Chen would give her. She knew very well that this kid had no money. When he was in the palace, she had deducted the monthly salary, and even the Xia Huang rewarded him. One hundred taels of gold is still with her
At that time, she was afraid that he would run around, so she cut off his money.
All the ministers present also looked at the wooden box in front of the eldest grandson. They also wanted to know what birthday gift this newly promoted Marquis would give. The wooden box was opened, and the white light was shining brightly, like a soft moon rising in the Jiugong Garden. When I stared at it, I saw that inside the wooden box, a pure white night pearl was lying quietly there, the size of a fist. radiant and flawless, let in
The eyes of every woman in the field were suddenly caught, and they couldn't move away.
After all, the eldest grandson is the queen, and his knowledge is not comparable to ordinary people. After a short period of surprise, he immediately came back to his senses and lightly closed the wooden box.
A strong reluctance flashed on the faces of the female servants present, and she subconsciously looked at Marquis Zhiming, with a hot color in her eyes.
The night pearl is a rare thing, such as the one presented by Zhiminghou, it is even more valuable, and there is no place to buy it if you have money.
Beside Ning Chen, Xiao Mingyue looked at the hot eyes from all directions, and despised in her heart, a bastard.
Ning Chen naturally didn't know the little girl's thoughts, but in his opinion, the beads were useless except as candles.
He brought back a total of 21 luminous pearls from Buddhaland, four big ones and seventeen small ones. Xiao Mingyue asked for two, one large and one small. He played glass balls in the house every day, and made his room. Lights up all day and night.
"Marquis Zhiming, you have a heart!" On the main seat, the eldest grandson said calmly and then disappeared. If you want to praise, it is impossible. This kid is disobedient, and a Ye Mingzhu wants to fight haha. How can there be such a thing? cheap thing.
Ning Chen was used to it, and he was not disappointed. It was good not to be scolded. If he thought about other things, he really thought too much.
However, he could see that the eldest grandson still liked this gift.
Women always like something shiny, even the little girl Mingyue is no exception, let alone the eldest grandson. After a short interlude, the banquet officially began. First, the eldest grandson expressed his thanks to the ministers for their arrival. They were all high-sounding clichés. Then the ministers responded and continued to rhetorically. Pass
go.
Ning Chen's head was so big when she listened to it, and Xiao Mingyue was also listless. She used to listen to this in the palace, and she almost vomited. Under the seat, the two princes looked at each other from time to time, one was slightly weak, with a delicate face, wearing a black gorgeous satin robe, gold piping, a four-clawed golden dragon circling around, wide sleeves with silver patterns on the sleeves, dark clouds pattern, Moon white waistband, ink hair
Plain suet hosta bundled up.
The other is tall and straight, with looming domineering aura, and the aura of a warrior is extremely compelling, at least at the ninth rank.
The two were Xia Mingri, the tenth prince of Daxia, and Xia Yanwu, the third prince.
Comparatively speaking, Xia Ziyi, who was sitting in the first place, seemed a little low-key. Since he took the initiative to withdraw from the battle for the throne, the status of Da Xia's eldest prince in the eyes of the ministers also decreased a lot.
Ning Chen just nodded and greeted Xia Ziyi, as for the gazes of the other two princes, he didn't see it. Next to Xia Ziyi, the Ninth Princess was still as beautiful as ever, and Ning Chen also nodded and greeted him. In the past, when he went out of the palace, he got the help of the Ninth Princess. Although Xia Xinyu also had her own calculations at that time, no matter what he said. count
It's because of him.
The ninth princess nodded in response, with a hint of sigh in her heart. Who would have thought that the little eunuch who begged her for help in the past has become the most honorable Wuhou in Daxia today.
Things are changing, which is frustrating.
The minds of the ministers present were extremely complicated, and among the jealousy, there was also a deep fear.
The affairs of the Buddhist country are no longer a secret. With many achievements in battle, it is difficult to hide the ruthlessness of Zhiminghou, the ruthlessness of the Buddha Kingdom, the ruthlessness of the opponents, and the ruthlessness of himself.
In this world, there is no one who dares to take only a thousand soldiers to attack Mijie Mountain, except for the Marquis Zhiming.
The spies from the Buddhist country have already brought back the news that the once prosperous Mijie Mountain has now been destroyed, and the corpses at the foot of the mountain have not even been laid down. No one dared to despise this delicate and even slightly immature face in front of them, because they knew that beneath this young face was a bloody and ruthless heart.