A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Under the gaze of everyone, Jing Wang was escorted by several Jin Wuwei and walked in. The leader Jin Wuwei also grinned at the prince.

"Your Majesty." Empress Su whispered in the ear of Emperor Longfeng: "What's the matter, after the sacrificial ceremony is over, Dali Temple and the patriarch's mansion will review them, and detain them today. What do you think?"

King Jing is no longer a weapon, it is also of royal blood, and it is the royal that is embarrassed to make such a fuss in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

Emperor Longfeng was furious, and he didn't even dare to think about what the consequences would be if Jiuzhu were not standing next to the queen today.

He looked at the three people kneeling in front of him coldly, closed his eyes after a long time, and sighed tiredly.

"Father." Yun Duqing stretched out his hand to support his arm: "It's the first time that your daughter-in-law has taken your daughter-in-law to attend the Mangkin Sacrifice. You can't give up halfway."

"Leave these people down first." Emperor Longfeng opened his eyes again, and his eyes were full of clarity: "The sacrificial ritual continues to proceed normally."

"Jiuzhu." Su Empress handed the peach gourd in his palm to Jiuzhu's hand: "Help mother fasten this."

"This is... the peach wood gourd carved by the daughter-in-law for the mother?"

Peach Wood Gourd took the temperature of Su Hou's palm, Jiuzhu bent her knees and carefully tied Su Hou, smiled and asked her: "The queen mother likes this gourd?"

Su Hou bent over to hold her wrist and helped her up: "This is a good thing you made with your own hands to stop me. I like it very much."

"Just like the queen mother."

Yun Duqing stood by, silently stretched out her hand, and held Jiuzhu's other hand with her wide sleeves.

Noting her son's movements, Su Hou laughed. She let go of Jiuzhu's hand, turned and walked to Emperor Longfeng.

The two looked back at the prince and princess who were behind them, Emperor Longfeng stretched out his hand, and Su Hou put his hand on the palm of his hand.

The two emperors and queens stepped on the altar again.

On the altar, the prince princess blue silk was flying, but no one said her attitude was indecent.

The ceremonial officer jotted down a few words on the page of the book.

The Ming family had good daughters who looked like pearls, and the empress was pleased to kiss the prince. In the sixteenth year of Longfeng, the mang species, after pulling out the hairpin to save the emperor, protect it with the body, loyalty and filial piety.

Although there was a ridiculous royal assassination, after the sacrificial ceremony, everyone present seemed to have nothing to do, trying to create a flourishing excitement.

In the warm sun, Yun Duqing put on a short-strength outfit, rolled up her trouser legs, holding the seedlings in her hand, and planted the seedlings in a decent manner.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu changed into a narrow-sleeved aqua tunic skirt, and his head was woven into simple braids, as if only sharp young leaves were growing in the lotus pond. Everyone would have a little affection when they saw it.

She stood by the ridge and waved to him, seeming to love her sunshine especially, giving her an extra layer of golden light.

Yun Duqing straightened up and looked at her blankly.

Smelling the fragrance of the soil, basking in the warm sun, and looking at her with a vivid smile, an indescribable sense of satisfaction came to her heart without warning.

She always said that he is the best Highness, a fairy man who descended from the sky.

In fact, she didn't know that she was the little fairy who fell into his heart.

See you at the beginning of that day, the hairpin that was not in her hair was shining.

She was also shining in his eyes.

Later, in her eyes, he always became so shiny.

"Come." He walked to the ridge and opened his arms to her.

She didn't hesitate to plunge into his arms, stepping into the mud that could nurture countless grains.

"The legend says that if newly married men and women touch each other's mud in the fertile fields on the day of the Mang Seed Festival, they will be blessed by heaven." He stretched out his muddy index finger and tapped on his forehead: "May God bless the bright piglet in our house to be shining in the sun forever, safe and happy, and not to be annoyed by sorrow and crying."

As soon as the voice fell, his forehead was also clicked.

"I also wish that my Royal Highness has no disease, no disasters, longevity and health. People will not leave, the moon is always full, auspicious and auspicious, everything goes well."

The two dirty hands that were soaked in Tian Mu held hands together: "I wish the world peace, singing and dancing will rise to peace."

Under the shade of the tree, Emperor Longfeng looked at the scene in the field and said to Ming Jingzhou standing behind him: "I made Jiuzhu the princess of Duqing with selfishness that day. After Jiuzhu was with Duqing, he helped him a lot. ."

"Your Majesty, the little girl grows up in the countryside, she has a naive personality. Fortunately, her Majesty and the Queen's empress are considerate." Ming Jingzhou bowed his hand: "Wei ministers neglected to teach her, making your Majesty laugh. Wei ministers are weak and can't support the country. Please take back the grace of your majesty."

"Why did Aiqing say this?" Emperor Longfeng turned and looked at him: "The Ming family is full of loyalty, I understand."

Ming Jingzhou fell silent.

"In these years, I am ashamed of your Ming family." Emperor Longfeng patted Ming Jingzhou's arm: "I owe you."

"Your Majesty is the prince of benevolence and virtue that is rare in a thousand years. It is the blessing to meet your Majesty and be a minister." Ming Jingzhou said to the end: "Thousands of horses are always there, but Bole is not always there. Scholars die for confidants, and your majesty gives The Ming family’s greatest trust, the Ming family is willing to lay the groundwork for His Majesty and protect the peace of the world."

The monarch and the minister, neither of them mentioned Master Jiuzhu.

The emperor never had a suspicion of the Ming family, and the Ming family also knew how to cherish this trust of the emperor.

Because the identity and origin of Master Jiuzhu are not important.

"Look at these juniors." Emperor Longfeng pointed to the field. I don't know when Wang Huai and Wang An and his wife also entered the field. They held mud and tossed each other away. There was no royal manners at all.

Ming Jingzhou glanced sideways at the smile on the emperor's face, and then laughed.

When he saw the prince guarding his daughter in his arms and his back was covered with mud, the smile in his eyes became even greater.

After the Mang Seed Festival, the lingering families in the capital finally collapsed. All the evil things they had done were turned upside down.

The more decayed the family is, the more evil it has made, the more sins it has made.

Du Qingke, who was in prison, laughed happily after hearing the final fate of these aristocratic families.

Those who wander around the world all day long are no longer humans, but rotten monsters in the skins of the children of the aristocracy.

He looked at Yun Duqing outside the prison, and his laughter stopped: "His Royal Highness is here to thank me and help you get rid of a brother with ulterior motives?"

"Tsk." Yun Duqing took a seat in the chair and asked, "Do you think that lonely needs?"

"I was wrong. The prince really doesn't need it." Du Qingke looked at Yun Duqing through the prison door: "Perhaps some people are born with great love from God, and they can alleviate dangers every time. His Royal Highness is such a lucky person. "

Yun Duqing played with the peach wood carvings around her waist and was noncommittal.

This peach wood carved piece was asked by Ming Xiaozhu with a cheeky face. The things that the mother and the queen have, how can he not have it as a husband?

"His Royal Highness, would you like to hear, my plan to overthrow the aristocratic family all these years?" Thinking of those aristocratic families, one by one fell down, and Du Qingke smiled happily.

"I don't really want to listen."

The smile on Du Qingke's face froze.

Yun Duqing was not born a kind-hearted person to make others pleased. He stood up lazily: "When I think of you next time, I will listen to your story."

"Don't worry, anyway, you will be locked up in the Tianlao at Dali Temple for the rest of your life, and you can always wait until the day when the lone is in a good mood." After speaking, Yun Duqing turned around and left.

He was not interested in listening to a person who intended to send someone to assassinate his mother's queen, and talk about the old things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds.

Can't hold him back!

In the innermost part of Dali Temple, there are several secret and safe cells, where people with extraordinary identities are often held.

Jing Wang is here.

When Yun Duqing saw King Jing, he was still wearing the prince's robe on the day of the Mang Cultivation Festival. His clothes were a bit dirty, but his hair was neatly combed.

After removing the mediocre silent pretense, his expression was very gloomy, and his eyes looked at Yun Duqing with undisguised hatred.

Yun Duqing and this elder brother rarely have a personal relationship, and the relationship between the two has never been salty or light, and it's not about how close they are.

Looking back now, in the Sixth House of Zhang, the five brothers sat around and ate the hot pot, which was the last time they spent together in friendship.

"Brother, have you ever regretted it?"

"The king and the loser, I planned for so long, and finally lost in the hands of the woman and Jin Wuwei. I can only blame God for letting me have bad luck." Jing Wang laughed at himself: "You are not dead at the Royal Racecourse, I will send someone to use it for you. Poisoned by the spice, I didn’t expect that you wouldn’t even use spice. He planned to kill Yun Yanze, but instead of letting him not die, he let the emperor father shut us all in the Sixth House of Zhang."

Is this fate?

How unfair to God?

"You did all these things?"

"The Royal Racecourse is not my credit alone. Xu, Lu, and Yun Yanze don't want you to leave the racecourse alive. Look, how many people want you to die?" Mentioned this matter, Jing Wang was very reconciled: "You who like riding horses and training horses so much, you said that you want to train horses that day, why didn't you even touch those horses in the end?!"

Seeing the anger of the third brother, Yun Duqing was silent.

Only because that day, he became a groom, led a pony, and took his piglet for a walk on the horse farm.

"Why?" King Jing asked angrily: "Why are you not only favored by your father, but also loved by God?"

"Maybe my life is better."

As soon as he said this, Jing Wang's eyes became even more angry.

Yun Duqing touched the peach wood carving on her waist: "And I have a fairy to help, you don't."

It's really boring, maybe he shouldn't be here today, he should accompany Ming Xiaozhu to paint in the Kylin Palace.

"That day, where did Jin Wuwei who captured me go?" Seeing Yun Duqing was about to leave, Jing Wang asked one last question.

"I saw that he was smart and flexible, so I ordered him to be the leader of the Qilin Palace Golden Armor Guard." Seeing that King Jing was about to get angry again, Yun Duqing raised his hand: "You don't need to say much, you can't listen to it. Your opinion is not important to Gu."

Watching Yun Duqing's back, Jing Wang fell to the ground with anger.

Yun Duqing paused in his footsteps, did not look back, and then strode out of the Dali Temple Sky Prison.

When the sun shone on him again, he turned on his horse and hurried to the palace.

He missed his piglet.

Outside the city gate, the two masters were walking slowly on the donkey.

"Beijing Feng Shui is really bad, I won't come next time."

"Senior Sister, are you really coming?"

"If you accept the ceremonies, you can drop by and have a look."

"I'm a little bit reluctant to Jiuzhu."

"People outside of you and us, don't value the parting of Hongchen so much."

"Senior Sister, when you came out of Ming's house, you have looked back 19 times..."

"To shut up."

"Oh."

Kylin Palace.

Jiuzhu received the letter left to her by the two masters from the vernal equinox.

In the letter, the two masters praised the prosperity of the capital and also praised her Royal Highness.

【The world is peaceful, and the people are prosperous. But the two of me have long been accustomed to living like a wild crane, and the capital is not suitable for us after all. 】

[This is not a parting, remember to add clothes in winter, and add food when hungry. 】

【Yunjia Goro, with a clean eyebrow and a good temperament, he is worthy of you. 】

Although knowing that the two masters will leave the capital sooner or later, Jiuzhu still feels a little bit lost. Fold the letter carefully, and lay it on the window lattice, waiting for His Highness to come back.

She is a little bit sad now, and wants to see His Royal Highness.

"piggy."

As if knowing she was thinking of him, Yun Duqing appeared in the yard in the next moment.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu lifted the skirt, and amidst the exclamation of the maids and eunuchs, she climbed out of the window and ran into his arms.

He caught Jiuzhu firmly and hugged him into her arms. Yun Duqing kissed her on the top of her hair and laughed lingeringly: "Miss me?"

"Yeah." Jiuzhu hugged him: "I want to be your majesty."

Missing cannot be measured by the length of time.

Put people in your heart and you will miss them all the time.

"We really have a good heart." Yun Duqing whispered in her ear: "I miss you too."

Jiuzhu drilled his head on his chest and smiled softly.

"On the way back to the palace, I passed by the Shangshi Bureau and I got the mints that I liked when I was young." Yun Duqing took out two mints from his purse: "Would you like to taste it?"

"want."

Two lumps of candy, one for each of them.

Legend has it that mint has a beautiful meaning.

Hope to meet you again and never be separated from now on.

"It's still the taste of the year."

"Is it sweet?"

"Sweet." Jiuzhu looked up at Yun Duqing, smiling and bending her eyes: "Very sweet and very sweet."

The mint candy from ten years ago was sweet.

This mint candy ten years later is even sweeter.