A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"Xianchang, I don't know what you said about the interpretation of the astrological fate?" The Ming family was frightened, but they were afraid that they would ask more and cause trouble for the fairy. After holding it for a long time, the woman Shen Ying asked a question.

"Oh." Daochang looked up at the sky: "There is something that can be changed at any time, bend over to pick up a leaf, and say one more sentence, it can be changed."

The Ming family was even more confused.

"One's life, but doing good deeds, don't ask about the way forward." Dao Chang smiled: "Life and death have a fixed number, and there is no fixed number, all in one thought."

When the Ming family understands it, they are in the realm of high people.

"The feng shui of the capital is not conducive to our cultivation, and we will return to Lingzhou tomorrow." The chief of the road followed the Ming family in Taoist rituals: "You don't have to entertain us, go and rest yourself."

"Xianchang, Jiuzhu, you are very fond of it, please stay in the capital for a few days, and have a good reminiscence with Jiuzhu." Ming Zhiyuan, the immortal leader, was about to leave, and said to hold on: "I will go to the palace early tomorrow to deliver the letter, Let Jiuzhu Palace meet you."

"Tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow, let's go to sleep first." The chief of the road yawned, and the people in the capital were just not good.

"Don't dare to disturb the rest of the immortals, please go to the side." Ming Jiyuan was relieved, and the immortal did not leave directly, indicating that they were seeing Jiuzhu.

As soon as the dawn broke, Jiuzhu woke up from her dream. She looked at the gorgeous bed tent and suddenly came back to her senses.

"Wake up so early?" Yun Duqing put his arms around her waist and said vaguely, "Sleep a little longer."

"Your Highness, I dreamed of Master."

Hearing the thoughts and depression in Jiuzhu's tone, Yun Duqing opened her eyes, sat up and wrapped herself and Jiuzhu with the quilt: "Is it them?"

"I dreamed that they were carrying a big pot of 'medicine' and they were chasing after me desperately." Jiu Zhu shuddered: "The last time I had such a terrible dream was when I secretly poured the 'medicine'."

"Ming Xiaozhu, you were quite skinny when you were a child, and you even dared to pour the "medicine" secretly." Seeing her guilty conscience, Yun Duqing stretched out her hand to rub her long hair and said, "Sleep for another half an hour, wait. I will accompany you home to visit your father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Okay." Jiu Zhu rolled towards his chest, lying back on the bed, not forgetting to pull up the quilt to cover Yun Duqing's outer arms.

After being tossed about by her, Yun Duqing didn't feel sleepy anymore. He turned his head to look at Sleeping Anxin and sure Ming Xiaozhu. He laughed angrily.

He put on his clothes lightly, and ordered Yang Yiduo to prepare a carriage. He wanted to go to Ming's house with the Crown Princess.

"His Royal Highness." Yang Yiduo said hesitantly, "You just took the crown prince and went to Ming Shilang's house with your concubine. I'm afraid other courtiers think you are close to the Yue family."

"Is it still necessary for them to think about such a thing?" Yun Duqing asked arrogantly: "Isn't it true?"

Yang Yiduo was shocked by His Royal Highness, and was speechless for a long time.

Having said that, sometimes it's okay to... not be so explicit.

"His Royal Highness, the officials of the Zhan Shifu have been selected, do you want to meet them today?" Yang Yiduo gave up the question just now, and turned to the newly formed Zhanshifu.

It stands to reason that the officials of the Zhanshi Mansion will also choose a few of the prince's confidants to come in, but since their highness has just become the prince and has no habit of raising advisers, all the officials in the entire Zhanshi Mansion are decided by His Majesty and the Ministry of Officials. His Highness himself didn't "worry" at all.

"Even if we don't see you, I guessed that they are all acquaintances in the capital. Seeing and not seeing is the same thing. There is no need to toss people back and forth." Yun Duqing waved his hand generously: "Just wait until they are on duty in three days."

It is said that there are three fires when an official takes office. Your Highness, you are lazy and don’t even plan to light a fire?

"Okay, I'll send someone to the lord's house to send a message when I'm young."

The officials on duty who were about to arrive at the Zhan Shifu heard that His Royal Highness was not in a hurry to see them, not only did not feel relieved, but even more uneasy.

The Ministry of Officials and His Majesty arranged for them to serve in the Prince's Mansion, but the Prince was unwilling to see them in advance. I wonder if they were dissatisfied, or did they not trust their power?

It is much easier to stay in the capital as an official. They thought about it, but they didn't answer, they just cheered up and waited to show their skills in the Prince Zhan Shifu and let the prince treat him differently.

Yun Duqing, who was speculated by countless Zhan Shifu officials, had already taken a carriage, came to the gate of Ming's house with Jiuzhu, and met Ming Jiyuan who was about to enter the palace to pass a message.

"Sister, it's just right for you to come back." Ming Jiyuan was overjoyed: "Your master is in our mansion, go and see them!"

Master Ming Xiaozhu is here?

Yun Duqing subconsciously looked down at what he was wearing today to see if there was anything inappropriate.

Hearing that the master had arrived in the capital, Jiuzhu pulled Yun Duqing and was about to rush towards the gate, but she pulled him but didn't.

"Your Highness?" She looked at him in surprise.

"Ah, it's alright, let's go." Yun Duqing straightened his clothes and was about to walk into the house gracefully, but Jiuzhu pulled him, like a gust of wind, into the inner courtyard of Ming's house.

"Master, second master!" Seeing the masters, Jiuzhu let go of his hand and flew into the arms of the Taoist priest who was having breakfast.

The Taoist priest raised the bowl with one hand and held Jiuzhu with the other. The porridge was not spilled in the bowl: "Slow down, don't let the porridge spill."

"I love you guys." Jiu Zhu rubbed her body on the person no matter what kind of porridge she was.

Yun Duqing helped the crown, straightened his sleeves, walked in front of the two, and bowed to the younger generation: "Junior Yun Duqing, I have seen the throne.

Master. "

"His Royal Highness, don't be too polite." The chief of the road put Jiuzhu on the chair and sat down, took a cake from the table and stuffed it in her hand, Zhuan Yun Duqing smiled and nodded: "Your Highness, please take your seat."

Although the person is a Taoist from the mountains, his face is neither humble nor arrogant, only his expression is amiable, it seems that he has a good impression.

"Jiuzhu often mentions His Highness in the letter." The second priest took a piece and handed it to Yun Duqing, and the action was exactly the same as when Dao Changfang coaxed Jiuzhu: "A hundred hearings are better than seeing them once.

"Thank you for your praise, Master." Yun Duqing brought a stool and sat down beside Jiu Zhu, holding the cakes that the second master gave him and began to nibble.

The Ming family took a look and left the house without any interest, leaving the house to the master and Jiuzhu Yunduqing.

"I'm fat." Er Daochang pinched the baby fat on Jiuzhu's face: "It seems that you have a good meal after returning to Beijing."

"Second Master, other people's parents like to say they are thin when they see their children." Jiu Zhu covered her face and hid her head in Yun Duqing's arms.

Yun Duqing smiled politely at Er Daochang, and covered Jiuzhu with his wide sleeves.

"Tsk." Er Daochang withdrew his hand and continued to eat rice.

Dao Chang noticed that Yun Duqing did not hesitate to protect Jiuzhu's movements, and put down his chopsticks: "Seeing that you are doing well, my second master and I are relieved, and we will leave for Lingzhou in the future."

"Master." Jiuzhu reached out and grabbed her sleeve: "You and the second master will stay in the capital for a while longer, okay?"

"The feng shui of the capital is not good." The avenue chief looked at Yun Duqing calmly: "I'm not used to your second master."

"You entered the capital this time to see how I live?" Lingzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital, and the master traveled through mountains and rivers just to see her.

"You are quite beautiful." Er Daochang stretched out his hand and prepared to poke Jiuzhu's forehead, seeing Yun Duqing's distressed appearance and not being able to stop her, he bent his finger and tapped her gently: "Someone spends a lot of money to ask us to do something, we will just do it. Come by and see you."

Jiuzhu didn't believe it. This master was lazy and didn't even want to wash the dishes. How could he go so far to do things for others in order to make money.

But she didn't dismantle it, she just reached out and gently grabbed a master's hand.

"Little Pig, you have a good talk with a master, and I'll go talk to my father-in-law." Yun Duqing stood up and bowed to the Taoist priest. When he came to the door for them, he saw the Taoist priest's eyes full of expressions. Jiuzhu is kind.

He didn't go to Ming Jingzhou, but stood under the pomegranate tree in the yard, looked up at the pomegranate flowers that had bloomed, and smiled lightly.

Ming Jiyuan stood outside the yard and found a scene, ready to step into the yard and stop. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and came under the fence of the yard, and called across the wall to hold a book and study Ming Cunfu hard.

"Third brother, if you have something to say, don't delay me in entering the imperial examination." Ming Cunfu leaned against the wall, but his eyes did not leave the book.

"No, just find someone to stand with me."

Look at how pitiful a man is without a "wife" and no one to accompany him.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Ming Jiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Worshiping eyes." Ming Cunfu glanced at the corner wall tiles that were crushed by Ming Jiyuan, and swallowed: "My brother is envious of you being admitted to the imperial examination, unlike me, who is studying hard in the yard every day."

"You said..." Ming Jiyuan didn't care about him: "What is fate?"

"Fate?" Ming Cunfu's mind was "fascinated" and "fascinated" by backing the book, and when he heard a sentence, he said, "Probably got up in the morning and was hungry, but only had dumplings when eating buns, or eating buns and buns. The former is regret, the latter is consummation.”

"You said." Ming Jiyuan suddenly said: "Sixth brother, see you."

Seeing that he turned around and left Ming Jiyuan, Ming Cunfu's face was "confused", is the third brother stimulated?

"Mother, Du Qingke sent someone to send something." King Jing put a book in Wei Jieyu's hand: "He said that yesterday's incident was because the servants were not able to handle the work, and it was not what he wanted, and there was something you asked for in it. ."

Wei Jieyu sneered, she wouldn't believe a word of Du Qingke's words.

Open the book, it is a storybook.

It is written in the book that the previous dynasty left blood, and the family was Taoist. He raised an apprentice, and let the apprentice seduce the prince. In the end, he caused chaos in the dynasty and avenged his ancestors.

"What's the mess..."

Wei Jieyu closed the book and was about to throw it away when suddenly she looked very excited and turned to look at King Jing: "My son, you said that if someone assassinated the Empress and all the evidence pointed to Ming Jiuzhu, what would happen?"

King Jing was about to speak when Wei Jieyu raised her hand to interrupt him: "No, there is also Du Qingke. If I remember correctly, the Du family is a family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. Before the previous dynasty died, they were already famous. Noble family."

It is a good show that the head of the aristocratic family joins forces with the crown princess to avenge the revenge of the dynasty that had perished a hundred years ago.

Involved by Ming Jiuzhu, Yun Duqing will never be the next emperor.

"In a few days, it will be the mango seed. The emperor and Su Meidai will go to the outskirts of Beijing to participate in the Anmiao sacrifice ceremony." Wei Jieyu kept the original text in the brazier and watched it burn ashes: "Tell Du Qingke and let him arrange the assassins. I will arrange for someone to work with him inside and out."

"Mother concubine, the royal father and Queen Su are surrounded by many guards. I am afraid that the assassination will not succeed."

"It doesn't matter if you work or not, the important thing is that the main messengers of the assassination are Ming Jiuzhu and Du Qingke." Wei Jieyu took a pot of tea and poured it on the burned ashes: "If Queen Su died in the hands of the assassin, the prince and the prince would be I will be happier if the concubine turns against the enemy."

"My concubine's meaning, my son understands." King Jing's face was dull and mediocre, and the coldness was not concealed in the slightest.

Under the entanglement of Jiuzhu, the day when the Taoist priest left Beijing was set after the Mangjing Festival.

To impress them, it is the food on the day of the Mang Chung Festival.

Cultivation people do not have a heavy appetite, they are not called gluttony, they are called tastes of the world.

The Anmiao sacrificial ceremony of the Mang Seed Festival means to pray for the harvest of the grain and the safety of the people, so it is extraordinarily lively every day.

Empress Su put on a phoenix robe, and when she was picking out jewelry, she saw Jiu Zhu carved a peach wood gourd for her in the box.

The peach wood gourd was round and lovely. She picked up the gourd and tied it around her waist.

"Niangniang, put one on today... Wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Empress Su "touched" the gourd and said with a smile: "Today, I will worship and pray to the heavens. The gourd has a good meaning. Wearing it on the body is full of blessings and has a good meaning."

Fragrant silk smiled: "Yes, yes, it is naturally good for the Crown Princess to carve things by herself. Wearing it, all evils will not invade, and every misfortune will turn into auspiciousness, full of fortune and auspiciousness.

Everyone in Mingyue Palace knew that the Empress liked the Crown Princess very much, so the servants in the palace all laughed when they heard this.

The atmosphere was very happy.

"Don't laugh anymore, go to the Qilin Palace to see if the Crown Princess is ready." Empress Su said with a smile: "This is the first time the Crown Princess has participated in the sacrificial ceremony, and I will let the Ritual Officer arrange for the Crown Princess to stand with the Crown Prince. Behind me. I will take care of Du Qing to keep her from being nervous."

After she finished speaking, she rubbed the peach gourd around her waist: "Now, prepare an extra set of clothes for them. After the Anmiao sacrifice, some married couples will go to mud battles. I see that they will definitely join in the fun."