A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

As the chief **** of the Taiyang Palace, Liu Zhongbao has always been cautious in his words and deeds.

The emperor chose Miss Ming Jia as the princess of the fifth Highness, not because of Miss Ming's character and deeds, but her identity as Miss Ming.

It is said that the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, but the emperor is also a human, and he always considers a lot of children to treat his favorite children, and pave the way for him.

The middle door of Ming's house opened wide, and he saw a girl in a flower skirt standing next to the maidservant. The young girl is like a sprout on a willow branch in the early spring, full of vitality. Especially those eyes, like a clever cat under the moonlit night, appealing to others.

"Madam, miss." Liu Zhongbao saluted respectfully, and when he looked up, he saw the little girl from the Ming family kneeling to return the salute. There was an undisguised curiosity and innocent smile in her gleaming eyes.

Liu Zhongbao blinked at her, then smiled back at her.

Jiuzhu secretly smiled while covering the corner of her mouth. Turning around, she saw that her mother and the sixth brother didn't pay attention to them. They quickly put down their hands. It was the well-behaved little girl again.

Seeing that Liu Zhongbao did not bring the imperial decree, Shen greeted him into the main hall, and ordered his servants to prepare melon and fruit refreshments: "I don't know the father-in-law will be here today, but the son is still in the ceremony department and cannot come to treat the distinguished guests. Please forgive me. "

"Madam, you are polite." Liu Zhongbao took a sip of tea, with a friendly tone: "Master Ming is loyal to the emperor, patriotic, and dedicated to his duties. It is my great honor to have such a good minister. Even Your Majesty often praises Master Ming."

"The old slave is here today to run errands for your majesty and the concubine." Liu Zhongbao smiled kindly, like an old man who couldn't get along well with each other: "Since the Fifth Majesty's engagement with Ling Mei, your majesty has been busy in government affairs and has never been able to see Miss Ming. Tomorrow is the birthday of the noble concubine and empress. Your Majesty remembered that the young lady had just returned to the capital, and worried that some things were not ready, so he asked the old slave to send something."

Shen smiled and thanked: "Thank you for your love and your majesty."

"The madam and the young lady don't dislike it." Liu Zhongbao raised his hand, and the palace attendants filed in, holding or lifting or picking, and soon the whole hall was full.

Looking at the house full of things, the Shen family couldn't help but wonder, in the eyes of the royal family, what was it like for their family to be poor, and they wanted their in-laws to make allowances twice in the next three days?

Gold and silver jewelry, silk and silk, books, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, piano, chess and jade, all kinds of objects, and even toys that the daughter of Weifu Pavilion likes.

"Your Majesty learned that the young lady was very accomplished in painting, and prepared the best paint, paper and pen for the young lady." Liu Zhongbao opened one of the boxes, which was filled with small boxes of paint.

Ming Cunfu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help showing envious eyes.

"There are also these calligraphy and paintings." Liu Zhongbao opened another big box, which was filled with painting tubes filled with scrolls: "Keep the lady for fun."

Shen thought of the paintings his daughter had made in her spare time, then looked at these paints and famous paintings, and let out a long sigh in her heart.

"Thank you, Your Majesty and Empress, the courtiers like it very much." Jiuzhu saw a box full of paint, his eyes glowing.

"Miss likes it." Liu Zhongbao looked at the Shen family and asked suddenly: "Old slave remembers that Master Ming, the ancestor, once attacked the Jue?"

"The ancestors used to have the last baron, so the father-in-law laughed." Shen smiled: "It's just that the uncles of the ancestors and children have drawn out the genealogy of Lingzhou and established their own doors. The glory of the ancestors should not be Mention it again."

"Madam, don’t have to be humble. If someone mentions the Ming clan today, the only thing that comes to mind is the Ming clan in Jingcheng. What do you do with others?" Liu Zhongbao laughed: "What can be done by the ancestors, how can later generations not be able to do it, maybe Still blue is better than blue."

Without waiting for Shen to speak, Liu Zhongbao stood up: "The old slave still has the emperor's fate, so he dare not stay for a long time, so leave."

"It's time for lunch, please leave after dinner and tea." Jiuzhu said to stay.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss, if you have the opportunity next time, the old slave will definitely taste the delicious food of your house." Liu Zhongbao smiled to Jiuzhu and said, "I invite you to enter the palace early tomorrow. The lady misses you very much."

"The courtier also misses the empress." Jiuzhu bowed his knees to salute: "I will definitely go to the Mingyue Palace to see the empress early tomorrow."

Shen: "..."

Girl, you probably don't know that there are words in the world that cannot be taken seriously, called polite words.

"The old slave welcomes the lady in the palace." Liu Zhongbao took the palace people away, and Ming Cunfu hurried them to the door.

"Master Ming stayed." Liu Zhongbao raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the gate of Ming's mansion, smiled and said: "Please rest assured, your majesty and your majesty like Miss Ming."

Sending away Liu Zhongbao, Ming Cunfu was puzzled. The royal chief ran this hard just to give Jiuzhu a gift? As for the racecourse, do not ask or mention it?

It is said that the royals are suspicious, where is the suspicion?

What I did today is not royal at all.

Jiuzhu didn't know how much the royal family was suspicious. She had a lot of paint, and she was very happy now.

She felt that she could draw a picture of thousands of miles and thousands of mountains, but unfortunately she was persuaded by Shen to go back before the painting plan started.

She is going to try the palace jewellery shoes that she will wear in the palace tomorrow.

"You can't make any mistakes all over you." Shen rarely spoke to Jiuzhu in a serious tone. She looked in the direction of the imperial city: "Jiuzhu, when you step into the Mingyue Palace tomorrow, you are in the eyes of others, Not only the daughter of the Ming family, but also the future princess Chen."

Jiuzhu stared at Shen in a daze.

"Don't be afraid." Shen smiled and stroked the top of her daughter's hair, acting extremely gentle: "Mother will always help you."

"Don't be sad, mother." Jiuzhu looked at the smile on Shen's face. Although her mother was smiling at this time, she knew that she was sad because her eyes were full of herself.

"Daughter is not afraid." She squatted seriously in front of Shen, not letting her miss the slightest expression on her face: "The saint Lao Tzu has words: Faith is not beautiful, and good words are not. The good ones don't argue, the ones who argue are not good. Human heart It’s complicated. My daughter may not be able to see through people’s hearts, but she knows how to protect herself. Don’t worry, I’m smart."

"Yeah, we Jiuzhu are smart." Shen smiled, "There is no girl smarter than you in the world, right?"

"Yes." Jiuzhu nodded.

"You, you." Shen was helpless and funny. Which smart kid would say he was smart? It's like a drunk person who never admits to being drunk.

She hugged her daughter who had taken so hard to find her back, her eyes firm.

Sun Caiyao listened to the sound of the wind outside the window, and couldn't even feel the coldness of her fingertips.

Tomorrow is the birthday of Concubine Su Gui from the Mingyue Palace, but in her dream, the birthday is over before it starts, and the whole Mingyue Palace is full of suspense.

The world says that Concubine Su is crazy, but as an elder, she set up a mourning hall for her younger generation.

And she only remembered the strips in the dream, tangled with the autumn wind in the cold night, cold and permeating.

"Miss, it's time to sleep."

The already frozen fingertips trembled slightly, and Sun Caiyao recovered and discovered that her back had been soaked in cold sweat.

Before dawn, Jiuzhu got up from the bed and sat in front of the bronze mirror waiting for the maids to help her make-up.

Today, I am going to see the fairy empress, she must dress herself beautifully.

"Miss." The equinox yawned and glanced out the dark window: "Did you get up too early today?"

"I promised Grandpa Liu, I will go to see the empress earlier today." Jiuzhu smiled with a few maids at the vernal equinox: "Thanks for your hard work, sisters."

spring equinox:"……"

My dear lady, there is no need to take polite remarks so seriously.

In the Mingyue Palace, Concubine Su got up to dress up, and the palace people sent a new box of jewelry. She picked a few things, and suddenly picked up a dragonfly to stand on the lotus hairpin and said: "This hairpin is very suitable for wearing a jewel."

Pass the hairpin to the female officer: "Pack it in a box, and when Jiuzhu arrives, you secretly give it to her."

There are many female guests at the banquet, so it is not appropriate to send Jiuzhu jewelry alone. But beautiful and good things, don’t you leave them to your future daughter-in-law, don’t you give them to outsiders?

"This pair of ears is fresh and tender, and my daughter's home looks the most attractive, and I also keep it for Jiuzhu." Concubine Su chose a bunch of things and prepared to leave it to her future daughter-in-law.

The female officer wanted to say something but stopped, Niang Niang, putting so many things together, the goal is too obvious, it is really difficult to "secretly" give it away.

"Liu Zhongbao said, Jiuzhu will come early today, and you will arrange someone to pick it up at the gate of the palace. There are many female family members who enter the palace today. Not long after she returned to Beijing, the palace was worried about things that were not long-sighted and made her feel wronged."

Speaking of which, Concubine Su has already had images of others bullying Jiu Zhu in her mind: "Send two more high-ranking female officials to go now."

Personal female officer: "..."

Niangniang, the wenchen family speaks most politely and thoughtfully, but does everything with a stern look. How could the Ming family let their daughter enter the palace early, leaving a notoriety of flattering concubine?

But looking at the serious expression of the empress and the full box of jewelry, the close female officer did not dare to dispel the interest of the empress: "Niang, the slave and maidservant go to the palace gate to meet Miss Ming in person."

She went, and could find an excuse to cover up, at least not to let the empress be too disappointed.

"Alright." Concubine Su nodded: "I am most at ease when you do things."

The close maid exited the house and ordered two court ladies to follow.

"Aunt Xiangjuan, who are we going to pick up?" The maid was puzzled. As an empress, who was worthy of Aunt Xiangjuan's welcome?

"Forbidden." Xiangjian said with a blank expression: "The things arranged by the empress should be done carefully, don't ask too much."

"Yes." The maid did not dare to ask any more, and honestly followed Xiangjian.

"Isn't this the fragrant silk of Mingyue Palace?" On the palace road, Concubine Ning sat on the footsteps: "Today is the birthday of the imperial concubine. If you are not waiting for the imperial concubine, what are you doing here?"

Xiangjuan bowed her knees and said nothing.

Concubine Ning lowered her eyelids: "On the birthday of the imperial concubine, the palace is afraid that the unsuspecting nephew will collide, so he is ordered to stay at home. I wonder if the imperial concubine is satisfied?"

Xiang Su knew in her heart that Concubine Ning still remembered the matter of sending the young son of the Zheng family to Princess Qi to "learn" on that day.

She bowed and bowed: "Thank you, Niang Niang, for her understanding of righteousness."

Concubine Ning's complexion changed slightly, and she abruptly endured her anger.

From top to bottom, Mingyue Palace will die on this arrogant temper.

Let's wait and see.

Sending away Concubine Ning who was holding back his anger, Xiangjian came to the palace gate and stood still. It was still early, and there was no sound in front of the palace gate except for the guards on duty.

Xiangju lowered her eyelids slightly, no longer looking forward. She was not surprised by this result.

Suddenly, the sound of a carriage came from a distance.

She suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance. Reason told her that even if there is a carriage, it is not necessarily Miss Ming Jia, but there is still a hint of hope that is not clear in her heart.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace gate, the coachman placed his footstool in front of the carriage, and the two servants got off first.

The curtain opened, and a girl in a palace dress with wide sleeves and a lily bun came out.

She raised her head, facing Xiangjian's eyes, with an innocent and brilliant smile: "Auntie."

Xiangsi's hand hanging in front of her abdomen trembled slightly, she walked up to the girl and saluted, "Ms. Ming."

"I'm not here late, am I?" Jiuzhu pointed to his head: "It took a full half an hour to comb this bun."

"The girl is very beautiful today." Xiangjian stretched out her hand, supported Jiuzhu's arm, and said respectfully: "The lady was looking forward to the girl, so she sent her slaves to meet her."

With complicated palace dresses, Jiuzhu didn't dare to go too fast: "Thank you, Niang Niang, for loving me and making my aunt tired."

"Slaves are not tired." Xiang Jian smiled: "It's good to be able to receive a girl."

"Little girl from the Ming family, stand there and don't move."

There was the sound of horse hooves behind him, and Jiu Zhu heard a familiar sound. Looking back, Wang Chen was riding a horse galloping towards this side.

The horse rushed to Jiuzhu, Chen Wang reined, rolled over and dismounted, his cloak hunted in the air, with extraordinary momentum.

"His Royal Highness." The silk between Jiuzhu's arms was slightly swayed by the wind brought up when King Chen got off the horse, and she looked up at him.

Your Highness is so tall, it seems to be half a head taller than her.