"The lady misses her husband so much, and I am very pleased for him." Yang Tingjing smiled softly, Fenghuang's face flushed, she grabbed Yang Tingjing's collar and said viciously: "You are laughing at me ?”
"Miss, this is wronging me." Yang Tingjing looked at Fenghuang innocently, rubbed Fenghuang's shoulders, Fenghuang sighed and said, "I went to Beili Pavilion today, and the batch of gunpowder came from General Wuhu's mansion. It was secretly transferred, and Beili Pavilion is now investigating where it has been transferred, and I am a little worried."
"Worried about this batch of gunpowder being used by someone with a heart?" Yang Tingjing asked lightly.
"The Chinese New Year will be the day after tomorrow, and there will be more and more people in the capital during the Chinese New Year, and the power of that batch of gunpowder is enough to destroy the entire capital. I'm worried that those people will tamper with the New Year banquet the day after tomorrow." Fenghuang said seriously, as long as One-third of the batch of gunpowder was secretly buried under the New Year's banquet. Once it was ignited, no one in the palace would be spared.
"You mean, to force the palace?" Yang Tingjing asked in a deep voice, Fenghuang nodded lightly, Yang Tingjing was surprised that Fenghuang could think of this, he had thought of it before, but he was delayed because he was afraid of scaring Fenghuang Without telling Fenghuang, Yang Tingjing thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, the batch of gunpowder before the annual banquet will be found out."
"I heard that you went to the temple fair today and were molested?" Yang Tingjing squinted his eyes and asked as soon as the conversation changed. Fenghuang smelled a dangerous breath, and before Fenghuang could speak, Yang Tingjing's face darkened. Said: "I don't even know to bring one or two guards with me when I go out. What if something happens?"
"Isn't there something wrong..." Fenghuang muttered in a low voice, she narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled, slyly like a fox, "Didn't I meet that young lady from Prince An's mansion?"
"Don't try to change the subject." Yang Tingjing tapped Fenghuang's forehead, he was clearly thinking in Fenghuang's little head, Fenghuang curled his lips unhappily, "Oh, why not, I can't mention the stable sound Now, if outsiders know about it, they might think that Andingyin is a cinnabar mole on your heart."
Yang Tingjing raised his eyebrows. Is his little girl jealous? But he has already told Fenghuang what happened. Hong, my God, what the hell did she say just now! Phoenix rolled his eyes and said, "I'm so hungry, let's go have dinner."
"Let's go." Yang Tingjing dressed Fenghuang, and Fenghuang closed his eyes enjoying it. Yang Tingjing saw Fenghuang's flushed face and his heart moved, and he bent down to kiss Fenghuang. Fenghuang said softly: "Oh, hurry up." Wake up, I'm very hungry."
"I'm hungry too." Yang Tingjing said hoarsely, "Why don't you feed my husband first."
A beautiful room…
The days are flying fast, and it is the thirtieth day in a blink of an eye. Officials of the fourth rank and above have to coerce their family members to participate in the annual banquet in the palace. Fenghuang's father is a general. He used to not participate in the annual banquet to guard the safety of the palace. The emperor punished him, and I don't know if the emperor wanted to appease Feng Renxian, but this time Feng Renxian was allowed to attend the table. Feng Renxian was flattered and naturally wanted to attend.
Fenghuang didn't know what the dinners of the annual meeting in previous years were like, but it was very solemn from Andingyin. This was the first time for Fenghuang to participate in such a large-scale dinner this year. Thanks to the old lady sent by Andingyin, otherwise Fenghuang would really I don't know that there are so many particulars in this New Year's banquet, such as this, you have to find out what color clothes each concubine is wearing, especially not the same color as the high-ranking concubines.
Fenghuang thought about it, this year's banquet probably all these concubines dressed themselves up very solemnly, so she should dress plainly, so Fenghuang asked Yinhuan to pick out a simple yet solemn dress.
The New Year's banquet usually has to be early, and Yinhuan started to help Fenghuang dress up when it was not too late. A man's voice.
"When I came here before, there was no hidden guard blocking my way. This is the last time I came to remind Yang Tingjing, and specially arranged for you to guard outside this little girl's room?"
As soon as Fenghuang heard the voice, he knew who it was, and went out. There were two men confronting each other outside the house. One of them was Ziqian, and the other seemed to be her hidden guard. Fenghuang thought about it carefully. It is true that there are no hidden guards, could it be that Yang Tingjing arranged for it later
"Little girl, you have come out." Ziqian said with an uncertain expression. He pointed to the hidden guard at the door and said, "Is this your prince who came here to guard against me?" Faintly angry, Fenghuang looked at the hidden guard, the dark guard was not low in strength, and he was able to draw with Ziqian, Fenghuang smiled lightly: "He is not so stingy, I arranged it. I lost a bracelet during the day and was almost framed by someone, so I arranged for dark guards to guard the yard."
"Is that so?" Ziqian looked at Fenghuang inquisitively, and Fenghuang said calmly with a serious expression, "What did you lie to you for?"
Ziqian didn't pursue this issue anymore, and threw something to Fenghuang. Fenghuang took it, and it was a scroll of calligraphy and painting. Fenghuang was puzzled and looked at Ziqian suspiciously. knew."
Fenghuang opened this volume of calligraphy and painting, inside was a picture of a man dressed in white snow, with a delicate mask on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, Fenghuang lowered his eyes, and lightly said: "Give me What are you looking at this for?"
"The picture scroll of Yushui Guoshi has existed in Beili Pavilion for a long time. When the previous pavilion owner was still alive, Beili Pavilion enshrined this scroll painting." Ziqian said with an unclear expression. Huan said, "Go to the kitchen first and order some tea."
Yinhuan was taken aback for a moment, it was the first time that her concubine intentionally avoided talking to her, she replied awkwardly: "Yes."
Fenghuang glanced at Ziqian and said, "Come in and talk."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Fenghuang and Qianqian sat down, the curtain was lifted, and a man in black brocade came in. He leaned against the door and said coolly: "Young Master Ziqian likes to run to my house very much. Won't you come and say hi to me?"
"I'll see how the little girl greets you, but it's a coincidence that the Seventh Prince is here. I just want to discuss with the little girl about the mysterious Yushui Guoshi in the capital. Ziqian wants to ask the Seventh Prince what he has to say. What do you think?" Ziqian smiled charmingly.
Fenghuang looked at these two people, both of them were wearing black clothes, both of them were of peerless elegance, Ziqian was dressed in a sloppy and feminine style, while Yang Tingjing looked calm and mysterious in black clothes, which made people feel Want to explore carefully.