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Turn around,

afternoon,

Guanghuafang Shenjia,

gate,

"The bride is at the corner of the street!"

The happy voice of the little girl wearing a red ribbon around her waist came,

The guests who were at the gate of Shen's house looked towards the street entrance one after another.

There were several girls, eight or nine years old, holding hands with their friends and running towards the street with the little envoy.

Girls around the age of hairpins were not allowed to run like this, so they just leaned towards the gate and found a good position where they could see the newcomers.

The joyful sound of suonas, gongs and drums gradually came closer and closer, and by the gate it was already a bit harsh, causing the ladies to block their ears.

After a while,

The figure of the groom riding a tall horse walked to the gate.

"Oh, the white horse that Brother Rui is riding is so majestic and handsome!"

said a lady standing at the door.

"I heard that the Xu family sent the Northern Liao dragon horse for the groom's official riding. How can it not be magnificent?"

A lady on the side spoke to me.

"Oh, come on, let's go in and see the worship hall."

As the two ladies said this, they entered the courtyard together with the guests at the door.

Around the door, several girls who had been to Shen's house yesterday did not go in. Instead, they looked at the groom and the bride with smiles and whispered about the groomsmen such as Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye who were beside Shen Herui.

"Sister Shen, third sister, do you think which of the groomsmen around the groom is the evil boy in your mouth?"

Hearing the words on the side, Miss Shen San looked at the people near the bridegroom with some embarrassment and said hesitantly: "Let me take a look, let's exclude the tall, handsome and gentle man with warm eyes. Just look at him. I know he is a good person”

Several other girls looked at each other while holding back their smiles and said, "Yeah."

Miss Shen San concentrated on distinguishing, and continued, "Excluding the one of average height, I think he looks a bit like the Hai family sister. He must be the eldest brother of the Hai family."

"That's right, what else?"

"That evil boy must be the one who was standing next to the white horse with a lewd smile and affectionate touch! Didn't the two ladies just say that the horse came from the Xu family? He must be comforting his own mount!"

"Sisters, are my guesses correct?"

Hearing this,

The girls around all laughed, and someone said: "Sister Shen, let's go in."

In the courtyard,

In the midst of joy and bustle,

The newlyweds paid a visit to the church and served tea before being sent to the bridal chamber.

After reading the wedding ceremony with a smile,

Xu Zaijing prepared to go to the banquet together with Gu Tingye, Hai Chaojie and several other acquaintances from the civil and military officials' families in Beijing.

As soon as he walked to the door of the house, he saw a golden-year-old girl looking at him with surprise in her eyes.

When Xu Zaijing looked over, the girl immediately turned around and ran away as if running for her life.

On the table,

However, Xu Zaijing did not sit at the same table with Gu Tingye and other groomsmen, but sat at the higher-ranking table with Yu Huguang.

After the groom Guan Shen and Rui toasted and left,

Master Shen and Madam Shen came over with Shen and Zhen, and together they deeply toasted Yu Huguang and Xu Zaijing with a glass of wine.

The wedding banquet ended at the beginning of Xu Shi (7 p.m.).

Xu Zaijing, Gu Tingye and Yu Huguang left the Shen family together with their servants.

on the road,

After Gu Tingye breathed out the breath of alcohol, he said to Yu Huguang: "Brother Yu, I heard that Zhang Shipan is still lying on the couch?"

Yu Huguang nodded and said, "If you don't drink medicine honestly, your recovery will naturally be slower."

Gu Tingye smiled and said, "That's right! Brother Jing, you should have hit him with the jade pendant around your waist that day!"

Xu Zaijing glanced at Gu Tingye and said: "Erlang, four or five people are holding me, how can I pick up the jade pendant?"

Gu Tingye was stunned and nodded: "Yes!"

After walking for a while,

Gu Tingye suddenly asked: "By the way, Brother Yu, have the Hong family ever asked you or Dr. Yu to see a doctor?"

Yu Huguang thought for a while and shook his head: "That's not true."

"Erlang, what's wrong?" Xu Zaijing, who was riding on the other side, asked.

"Brother Jing, the third girl of the Hong family said she is ill, and it is almost certain that she will be engaged to the fifth brother."

Xu Zaijing looked at the surrounding street scene and said: "The news about the girl getting on the Qin family's carriage has spread in Bianjing. Marquis Gu will not let such a woman in, otherwise he will throw the Gu family's face to the ground and trample on it."

"Calling someone sick can be considered as giving dignity to both families."

Gu Tingye nodded in approval: "Brother Jing, I heard from my sister that we saw this girl in Yangzhou back then. Do you have any impression?"

Xu Zaijing shook his head: "That's not true."

Gu Tingye: "Me too."

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from behind,

Gu Tingye looked back and said, "Oh no, the four boys from Jianghe Huhai of the Zheng family are following us. We will not show mercy when we go to welcome the bride today."

"It's not a good time to race on the streets. Just wait until they come over, and at worst, they'll have to teach you a lesson."

Gu Tingye gave a thumbs up after hearing this.

A few days after the Shen family’s wedding banquet,

The end of Youshi (before seven o'clock in the evening)

Xujia Racecourse

Xu Zaijing jumped off Xiao Liju's back,

Looking at Yin Bo who was leisurely maintaining his armor in front of the house, he said, "Master, have you found the reason for the restlessness of the two horses?"

Uncle Yin smiled and nodded.

Looking at the little Liju who was being unsaddled and bridleed by Qingyun, he said: "This stallion is going to have a younger brother or sister and a child."

Xu Zaijing looked back at the little Liju in surprise: "Is the Liju given by Yu pregnant?"

"Well, maybe it's because of the joy of attending weddings these days. The other one is the dragon colt raised by the book hunter."

Xu Zaijing smiled and said: "Master, you have to keep this news under wraps."

Uncle Yin smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, only Alan and Xun Shu know about this matter."

"Hua Xiang, go and tell me that I will have dinner with Master tonight and will not go to Mother's Courtyard."

"Yes, sir!"

Two quarters of an hour later,

Qingyun walked over from outside the Hou Mansion with Chu Zhan and Alan, the dishes on the tray in his hands still steaming.

Xu Zaijing and his master ate and drank until the end of Xu Shi (before nine o'clock in the evening).

Qingyun has gone home to hug his wife,

After Xu Zaijing filled the wine jar with wine for Uncle Yin, he held the wine bowl and said, "Master, you and I will go to Yu's house in two days and ask old medical officer Yu to diagnose your pulse."

Uncle Yin took a sip of wine: "In the past years, Jing'er, you have invited doctors to come to the house to diagnose your pulse. Why are you going to the Yu family this year?"

Xu Zaijing drained the wine in the wine bowl and said, "If Old Medical Officer Yu had not fallen ill in the past few months, I would have invited him here, but..."

Uncle Yin nodded and said happily: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Xu Zaijing chuckled.

"Go, go, go!"

The sound of green grass driving away the big dog of the Hou Mansion came from outside the door.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the wooden door.

"Enter."

Qingcao, who was wearing a light-colored spring shirt without a bun, opened the door and poked his head in: "Master, Uncle Yin, have you finished your drink? It's getting late, and Master has to go to school tomorrow."

Xu Zaijing stood up without being drunk at all: "Let's go back."

on the road,

"Where are the two of them?"

"Sir, please let them sleep first."

"You're kind. Why do you have such a braid?"

"Before going to bed, the two of them were working on styling, and by the way, they were piercing the slave girl's hair."

"Um."

Xu Zaijingyuan'er,

Entering the house through the dense grape trellis,

Under the bright yellow candlelight,

Xu Zaijing was wearing a white undershirt. He looked at Qingcao who was packing up his spring shirt and said, "It looks very nice."

After saying that, Xu Zaijing entered the bathing room, took off his clothes, sat down in the tub and closed his eyes: The female servant he had grown up with had long lost her dark and thin appearance. He still looks pretty good, and he could have been an actor in his previous life.

That is to say, Xu Zaijing came early and could not see anything by looking at the green grass.

In fact, if we look carefully, Qingcao looks a bit like the actor Wang He who "makes money, builds three large tile houses, and marries Myolie".

Of course, Xu Zaijing definitely didn't know.

"squeak"

The door was opened,

"Master? Do you want me to be a servant?"

Qingcao's timid voice came from the door.

"Pfft~"

Xu Zaijing's inner garment hit the door directly.

"The clothes are washed."

"oh."

At the door, Qingcao took the clothes into her arms and shrank back out of the door. She didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy for a moment.

On the second day,

Early in the morning (5 a.m.)

It's daylight,

Shengjia Academy,

Changbai walked to the school gate with his young boy Han Niu.

Looking at the person sitting in the last row of the school, Changbai glared: "No, Wulang, when did you come?"

The boy Khan Niu's eyes were also full of surprise.

Xu Zaijing looked at the book on the table without raising his head and said, "Just got here."

Changbai nodded.

After Khan Niu put away the book box for Chang Bai, he walked to the wooden platform at the back and sat down.

Looking at the green grass on the side, Han Niu said: "Sister Qingcao, your bun looks pretty good today."

Qingcao smiled: "Thank you Brother Niu for the compliment."

After half an hour,

Other students arrived at the school one after another.

Changbai glanced at his brother-in-law Zai Zhang and said nothing.

When the three orchids arrived at the school,

Qingcao sitting in the back attracted some attention. Xiao Tao, Magpie and Lu Zhong came to Qingcao and muttered together as soon as it was time to rest, and exchanged tips on how to tie their hair.

On the third day,

At the beginning of Mao Shi,

Chang Bai and Xu Zaijing walked into the school together.

Time flies,

It’s already the Dragon Boat Festival,

The weather is getting hotter and hotter,

Most people in Bianjing have put on summer shirts.

Yongzhou, three thousand miles away,

Prince Yong’s Mansion,

In the Buddhist hall in the inner courtyard,

Princess Yong in front of the altar took out three incense sticks from the incense tube and lit them.

Gently shake the flame on the incense,

Then he raised it to his forehead and bowed,

Then he looked at a tablet behind the offering table and carefully inserted the incense into the incense burner.

At the door of the Buddhist hall, a nun said softly:

"Princess, there is an eminent monk from Bianjing outside the palace holding a token. He claims to be entrusted by the crown prince and has come to chant sutras and pray for the prince and princess."

"Where is the prince?"

"Go back to the princess, the prince has taken the medicine and is at the concubine's place."

The corners of Princess Yong's lips raised slightly and she sneered: "Well, please invite the eminent monk into the house."

"Yes, Princess."

The nun at the door excused herself,

After Princess Yong took a deep breath, she glanced at the memorial tablet behind the altar table, then straightened her sleeves and walked out.

Green smoke curls up in the Buddhist hall,

The breeze blows,

The green smoke drifted around and reached the tablet that Princess Yong had just seen.

You can vaguely see the word 'Efeng' painted in gold paint on the tablet.

In the reception hall,

Princess Yong looked at the dusty monk and hurriedly put her hands together in a salute: "I have met the master. Master has worked hard all the way."

The monk clasped his hands and bowed in return: "I have seen the princess."

"Is it okay for my son to be in Beijing?"

"Go back to your Majesty, Your Majesty, the arrow wound he suffered has long been healed, but it will be more uncomfortable when it is cloudy and rainy."

"So good."

"I heard from the people below that the master wants to recite sutras and pray for the prince. I don't know where to recite sutras? How about the Buddhist hall in the mansion?"

"My Lady, the closer the place of chanting sutras is to the devotees, the better. The Buddhist hall in the mansion is the best place."

"Then, Master, please."

With that said, Princess Yong stood up and stretched out her hand.

Afterwards, Princess Yong and the monk walked along the corridor towards the Buddhist hall.

Walk halfway,

The monk suddenly stopped and looked towards the palace in mid-air with a surprised expression.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Princess Yong asked quickly.

The monk hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Princess, it's okay. It's just the poor monk who is dazzled. Let's keep walking."

Princess Yong looked at the monk, nodded and continued walking forward.

Entering the Buddhist hall,

The monk looked at the palace maid who followed him and said, "Princess, please keep these people away so that the poor monk can chant sutras and pray for blessings."

Princess Yong waved her handkerchief,

Soon the others retreated far away to the open door of the Buddhist hall.

The monk and Princess Yong were left in the Buddhist hall.

The monk sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the altar table. After looking at the memorial tablet behind the altar table, he clasped his hands together and said in a voice that only he and Princess Yong could hear:

"Princess, I wonder if the ashes of the traitor brought back by someone the prince asked someone to bring back are also here?"

Hearing this,

Princess Yong looked at the monk with a blank expression and whispered: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

The monk was respectful and said in a low voice: "My dearest concubine, Dongchang Houfu asked the prince to bring back the ashes of the traitor who murdered the emperor's heir, including King Jing and King Tan!"

Princess Yong stopped talking and just looked at the monk.

"Actually, the poor monk just now was not dazzled, but he saw dragon energy steaming in the air of the palace."

Princess Yong blinked but said nothing.

"Princess, the poor monk is not an official of the Imperial City of the Zhou Dynasty, but a Buddhist dressing table from the Northern Liao Dynasty."

Princess Yong was stunned, shook her head slightly and said: "I didn't expect them to dare to collude with a foreign country. They are so bold and want to seek skin from a tiger~!"

The monk said: "We never expected that the princess would actually be in control of this huge Yong Prince's palace."

Princess Yong looked at the burning incense and said, "Tell me, are you going to do anything during the emperor's lifetime? How will the palace cooperate with you?"

The monk smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty is approaching his full birthday. When he arrives in three months, the entire Bianjing Imperial City Division plus the Rongji Division will definitely be like a taut bowstring, staring at everything without blinking. I Why would you choose to launch it now?"

Princess Yong chuckled: "Oh? Could it be that Jin Guobing is too sharp?"

"Of course not." The monk lowered his head and continued: "Don't worry, princess. We just want to ask her to sit on the dragon chair if she hears of any changes in Bianjing after a while. That’s all.”

"At that time, if we wait for the launch but don't see any action from the princess, then the current Queen Zhou will probably know how the previous emperor's heir died. The princess must know the fate of Prince Yan's family."

Hearing this, Princess Yong raised her chin without comment, but her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, Princess. Prince Jing's Mansion and Prince Tan's Mansion will be together when the time comes! By the way! There is one more thing." The monk continued.

"explain."

"This week, there is a very effective Jinchuang medicine. I heard that Prince Yong's palace has a lot of it in stock?"

Princess Yong shook her head: "Most of the inventory in the mansion's warehouse has been sold to several shops under the names of nobles in Beijing at high prices, and now there is not much left!"

The monk clasped his hands and whispered, "Oh?"

Princess Yong's eyes were sincere and she said: "That's true. If you don't believe me, master, you can go to my palace's warehouse to check. In fact, you might as well go to Yongyihou's mansion. I heard that the Xu family has successfully grown this thing, and there are more there!"

"Don't worry, Princess, we will naturally take a two-pronged approach. The poor monk wants to buy some of what is left in the palace."

There was silence in the Buddhist hall for a long time.

When the incense stick burned out, the ashes fell into the incense burner.

Princess Yong then said: "Why buy it! Master, you have worked so hard, these things can be used as thank you gifts."

"Princess has mercy."