Eastward Flow

Seven.

The man's gaze was deep, like a wolf glowing in the dark, chilling. Zhong Lijin's predecessor didn't have much contact with him, so he didn't understand whether he was born to look at people like this or just to her. But from that sight, she saw a trace of unfriendlyness.

That glance was short-lived, just an understatement and slipped past her. With his eyes gone, there was still a trace of coldness. Zhong Lishuo settled down and gave a ceremony towards Xu Renqing, 122 "Master Xu is good."

Xu Renqing heard that she set her sight on her and responded with a slight nod. Then, the man turned his eyes to Le Zhengyu, and said softly, "This is your brother? Your sister and brother really look like a happy person."

He sounded like a compliment, but his expression was cold and mocking. Le Zhengzhang put on a smile, and said with a lip to his lips: "My younger brother is naturally not as good as an adult's prestige, so it is not a problem to please him."

Xu Renqing looked at her the same way, with no expression on her face, and brushed past them when she lifted her feet. After the young people behind Xu Renqing greeted Le Zhengzheng one by one, the group took a huge seat at Hube.

Zhong Lishuo took a seat with her elder sister. She looked at Le Zhengzheng's look, thinking about what just happened. According to her age of only fifteen or six years, she was afraid to ask a few words to meet the curious mood of young people . So he asked, "Sister, do you have a bad relationship with Mr. Xu, who is just now? He looked fierce, and I was a little scared when I saw me."

Originally, Le Zhengyi didn't want to explain too much to her younger brother, but her last sentence evoked the slightest fire in the heart of the adult Le Zheng. Le Zheng slaps his lips and sneers: "He is in the same class as me, and there are some small disputes, and A Su doesn't need to care. As for him, you are fierce ... he has never seen anyone look better than him. Staring at people. Ah Su looks more beautiful and handsome than him. Naturally he can't give you good colors. "

Zhong Lishuo didn't have much contact with this sister, but Le Zhengying was indeed a reliable elder sister when she got along with her. Today, she said in front of her that others were not unexpectedly cute. Zhong Lishuo smiled for a moment, then laughed.

This smile, and the youthful vigor, are extremely rare. The Jade-crown boy wearing a scarlet brocade robe, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said gently: "It seems that my sister really does not like this Master Xu, and Ah Su does not like him."

In Le Zhengzheng's impression, Le Zhengzui will always be the pale child who was sick in the backyard and caused his mother to cry. She had never seen such a vivid Le Zheng retrospectively, making her think that it was another person.

That was the prince in a black brocade. That spring, she went to the East Palace to find the princess, and under the cherry tree, she saw Prince Zhaoming who had a shallow blood relationship but was very similar.

On that day, countless bright cherry blossoms bloomed in the backyard of the East Palace. The sun was falling from the branches, and the young prince queen sat on the blanket laid under the cherry tree. In front of her was the case assigned by the emperor, and the elegant princess in a cherry-colored dress.

The prince, who did not know the government affairs, took over the government affairs under the order of the emperor. Under the embarrassment of all parties, he sought the help of the princess nearest to him. The prince was sitting in front of the prince, watching her use the pen to read the choir, and carefully listening to the prince's teaching.

After a long distance, Le Zhengyi didn't know what they were talking about, only the lip **** of the princess and the profile of the prince listening carefully. I didn't know what the prince said, but the prince suddenly sighed and laughed. The smiling smile on Zhang Junmei's moving face, Mingyan passed the cherry blossoms on the top.

The prince-headed princess raised her head, and her swan-like neck slowly lifted up, and she set her gaze on the prince gracefully and intently. There was a smile on the gentle and seductive face, which was neither thick nor light, but just expressed her joy.

It was this slight glance that made Le Zhengyi feel so far that the almost absurd marriage that fell on the young friend P Jingyi of Qingmei was not a bad thing.

At least, in her eyes, Prince Zhaoming is indeed a good person.

Le Zheng looked for a moment, put his eyes back on his brother, looked at her like the Emperor Zhao's face, concealed that little thought in his heart, and said with a smile: "Be good, Ah.

Even if they are similar, they will not be the same person. This is the reason everyone understands, how could a woman like the Queen not understand. But even so, there is no way someone can dream of a mirror-like dream.

The fireworks outside Yulongge are blooming to the extreme, the lights of Wanjia are on, and the whole Yuanzhou city is bright as day. The lights outside the window contrasted with the light inside the cabinet, and it was a bright light. The guests were all there. With the buzz of the bell behind the lotus leaf stage of the fish play, the golden lotus floating beside the stage bloomed. The fire flickered for a moment, and the colorful saree fell from the top of the pavilion. The young girl in the colorful clothes dragged the sarong from the sky and leapt towards the fish play lotus leaf platform.

Fourteen young girls met in the air, two of them hugged each other's waists, followed Qichen's dance steps along the silky gauze and midair.

The bright rhythm began to play with the dance steps of the young people. Those bright colors fell into Zhong Lishuo's eyes and turned into the most glorious joy.

"Tonight is a New Year's Eve feast given by Her Majesty, and also a feast of the world in Daqing. Her Majesty has a purpose, tonight regardless of identity, regardless of ministers, and rest assured that he will be drunk.

The speaker was a woman. Zhong Lishuo looked along his voice, but found that it happened to be a place he couldn't see. The person who wants to speak is the inner servant who is beside the queen.

The inner waiter has arrived, and His Majesty must have arrived.

For some reason, Zhong Lishuo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She picked up a cup of tea in front of her and sent it to her mouth. At this moment, Zhong Lishuo heard an old but powerful voice asking: "assistant An, already a feast, when will your Majesty arrive?"

When Le Zhengyi heard it, he knew that this was the right-handed king Wang Ansu who urged his wedding to be the tightest. This old fox, are you still afraid that the Queen will come back to fight back?

"Return to the Prime Minister, Your Majesty has already arrived. At this time, I have admired the Qichen Dance of the Lords of the Lord with you. At this time, the king and the king have fun, and there is a precedent in the past. Our Her Majesty is very compassionate to you." In reply, as soon as the voice fell, it caused a whisper.

The emperor did not occupy the position of honor. At this moment, I don't know where in the Yulong Pavilion, and I can't find someone who was specially arranged by the Ministry of Rites for the next ceremony.

The right-minded Wang Xixiang was staring at his seat with a beard and a stare, and the ritual minister next to him smiled and said, "Your Majesty is quite old-fashioned. Such a monarch and his family have fun, and they are just as happy as they are when they meet."

Compared with Wang Zheng's Chiang Kai-shek, the Libe Shangshu with the long beard seems to be more fashionable. His words quickly made the Xiangxiang think about it. Wang Youyi glared at him and said: "Meeting in bloom, I dare to say that your good idea for Your Majesty is this broken idea. Your Majesty is the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, can it be the same as an ordinary woman?"

Libu Shangshu smiled and said, "It's better to be broken than the old man you picked."

Your Majesty is the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan and is a woman, no matter which man you choose to be your husband's husband. What's more, if you only want the imperial concubine, you shouldn't need an imperial husband with a strong background.

Officials had their own thoughts, and the conversation between Wang Xiangshang and Shangbu Shu was heard by the people, and then passed to the servants, one by one to the young men and women.

Xu Renqing, who was sitting among a bunch of young people in the household, also heard the news and heard a mocking smile.

Flowering meet, is there anyone in this world who deserves a closer look?

Hearing the news of Her Majesty's micro-clothing inspection of Yulongge, the Ping'an long princess P Jing'an was entertaining the distant Cloud King Wang Zhong from the curtain. After listening to what the waiter said in her ear, Princess Long frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the king in the cloud sitting opposite her asked, carefully, "What's wrong?"

The princess looked up and looked at the gentle face of the young man and said, "The little girl took the emperor to make a mess."

"But Huanghuang ... No, I mean, isn't your Majesty supposed to attend the banquet tonight?" Before arriving in Yuanzhou, Zhong Zhongli, who had shown his heart, didn't care about his embarrassing status caused by the monks, and asked in doubt.

The princess sighed and shook her head, then turned her head and instructed the guards to go after the two.

Yulong Pavilion's banquet center is His Majesty the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. No one knows where Her Majesty is now, and the forces with intentions from all sides have begun to talk one after another. The performance of the fish play lotus leaf stage became more and more exciting. After the celebrants of the sages, the wonderful night lantern song of Hongwen Pavilion was performed.

The show on the stage is very lively, and the chaos on the stage is just as exciting. The young men and women with good ideas are full of anticipation but uneasy, hoping to be glanced at by the legendary heroic woman to get a chance to stay with her for a lifetime.

There is also a Zhongli Shuo in this group of men and women. She hoped that she would hear the Queen's voice at the banquet. No, she could even look at her from a distance.

Who would have thought that she often served in Yulongge.

Where will you appear? Azusa.

Will it appear in front of me? Azusa.

With such delusions, Zhong Lishuo was a little restless. She took one cup after another and drank most of the pot of tea. Too much behavior attracted the attention of Le Zhengzheng, so he asked, "Retro, but the dishes don't fit the appetite?"

Zhong Lishuo shook his head, then shook his head again, and said to the elder sister: "There are too many tea drinks, retrospective little solution."

Le Zhengzheng smiled, and found a waiter, troubled her to lead Zhong Lishuo Xiaojie. When I left, I thought about it and told him, "There are many people here, so don't run around. Come back soon after you've resolved it."

Your Majesty's Weifu, I'm afraid it's due to meet each other during the flowering season.

The flowering meet is an invitation for unmarried men and women of Yuanzhou to meet individually under the recommendation of relatives and friends before making a marriage. To put it bluntly, they look at each other, and if appropriate, follow the words of their parents and join together. Nowadays, it has become a fixed process for noble women to choose their partners.

If you are happy, fall in love at first sight and set your life.

As far as His Majesty is concerned tonight, if he agrees, he will settle down and marry back to the palace to conceive the Emperor.

At this time, Le Zhengshu is best not to appear in front of you. If that overly similar face appeared, I was afraid that His Majesty would think of the late Emperor Zhao again. Then His Majesty finally made up his mind to give up.

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