Chapter 82: Return to Beijing

Yu Fengyang is really famous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info She couldn't help but secretly praise that Feng Jingting is really good at finding a character like Yu Fengyang as a backer. Who doesn't know that there are countless disciples of Qingke under the old sect of Yu Ge, and he was once the emperor's teacher, and he is very valued by today's saints.

Four bowls of noodles under the stomach, she felt a little supportive, stroked her stomach, and walked carefully.

Feng Jingting couldn't help but say a few words, "You too, just have a meal, if you have to eat so much, you are not afraid of breaking up, you have not seen a meal in your life? Go back to the boat and ask for two hawthorn pills to eat, if you die, it will be the face of the master." ”

Guo Wenying sighed helplessly, just eat more, and he talked so much nonsense. Why didn't you know that he was also a broken mouth?

It was late when I returned to the ship, and I didn't say anything all night, and the next afternoon I arrived in Jiangzhou, changed the carriage, and went all the way to Beijing.

I haven't been back to the capital for several years, but when I came back again, I felt that everything was fresh. Looking at the tall and mighty city wall, they all had a little joy.

Guo Wenying lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, saw the city wall, and couldn't help but say: "It's so high, it's more powerful than Jingzhou City, and I don't know how many explosives can explode?"

Feng Jingting glanced at her, "Are you addicted to bombing the city?"

The carriage entered the city and walked slowly along the most prosperous long street, Guo Wenying still had some childish temperament, and she couldn't be idle for a moment, poking her head out and pointing out from time to time, "The osmanthus cake in that shop is the best, and the Guifangzhai in that store specializes in women's shoes, and that one...... The weapons they fight are also a must. ”

Feng Jingting listened with a smile, occasionally echoing a sentence or two, his eyes were gentle like water.

She has been in the northwest for so many years, and she pretends to be a tough guy on weekdays, but in fact, she is still a girl in her bones, and she also has the innocence and curiosity of a woman. In fact, she's just a seventeen-year-old girl. At a young age, she mixed with a group of big rough men all day long, and forcibly suppressed her daughter's nature.

When I look back and wait for the opportunity, I have to treat her well and compensate for all the hardships she has endured over the years. Thinking in his heart, a rare tenderness poured out, as if the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon had become beautiful.

His heart was soft, he reached out and stroked her bun, and said softly: "You don't have a mansion in Kyoto, let's live in the king's mansion first, anyway, at most a month, and after a month, you can go back to the northwest." ”

Guo Wenying nodded slightly, although she has a home, she can't go back, if she can break back in the past, they don't dare to drive herself out again, but now her identity is too delicate, but she really can't go home.

As early as when he entered the city, Dingguo Gong had already said goodbye to them and took Zhong Huai and others to the palace to hand over the decree.

Xu Hai and Xu Heng took 5,000 people to enter the city inconveniently, and they were all stationed thirty miles outside the city, and the original huge team was only left with their carriage and a few carts of luggage behind. It doesn't look like the style of a prince.

Further on is Rongli Street, which is a place where the mansions of the noble and famous families are concentrated, and everyone who lives on the street is at least a duke and above the title of duke. Feng Jingting's county palace is at the end of the street, and the first house on the street is the Dingguo Mansion, and next to it is the Yongding Marquis Mansion.

When the Southern Qi Dynasty was founded, the Guo family was the first of the ten heroes, so when choosing the site to build the house, the best location was given, close to the street, the most spacious and bright, and the vision was also broad.

Guo Wenying was originally smiling happily, but when she saw the huge plaque in front of her house, her little face suddenly sank a little.

She will never forget the day she was sent out of the house, and she will never forget the way she looked when she was called a liar and let a bunch of dog minions fight out. They killed her mother, deprived her of everything that belonged to her, and abandoned her like a shoe, for so many years, they are afraid that they have long forgotten that there is still a woman in the Guo family, and there is an eldest lady named Guo Wenying.

Fu Ying's slut, and her cheap father, she won't let them go, one day she will come home dignified, get everything that belongs to her back, and ask them for her mother's life.

Feng Jingting knew what she was thinking when he looked at her, and lowered the curtain of the car lightly, "Don't look at it, one day in the future, this king will let the Guo family open the middle door to take you into the house." ”

Guo Wenying blinked and opened the middle door, which was the majesty of a king. What does he mean by that?

The carriage passed quickly, and after passing a few mansions, I saw the gate of the Duanjun Palace.

To tell the truth, the emperor is still good to his son, although it is the county prince's mansion, but it has the specifications of the prince's mansion, the high entrance hall and the magnificent gate, the round arched windows and the corner of the stone, showing grace and luxury. Even the two stone lions at the door seem to be taller than the others.

Xu Mao, the chief housekeeper of the palace, had already received the letter, waited at the door, and saw the prince's carriage coming, so he hurriedly came up to greet him, "The slave has seen the prince." ”

He knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, and when he raised his eyes, he saw an extremely handsome boy coming out of the car, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with handsome and delicate facial features, his eyes were like a pool of spring water, warm and clear, and at first glance, he looked like a handsome Confucian student. After a closer look, I felt that there was an indescribable luxury in this young man.

At this moment, he jumped out of the car and stretched out his arm, "Oh, after taking this bus, my bones are sore." ”

"Tell you to be honest, you don't listen, you move around. With the sound of speaking, it was Duanjun Wang Feng Jingting who walked out.

The housekeeper Xu Mao couldn't help but be stunned, he had never seen his master sit in the same car with someone, and he still spoke with such intimacy. Who is this young man?

Feng Jingting saw Xu Mao kneeling there, and raised his hand slightly, "Get up." Then he said: "Someone moved the salute in, and packed up the Xiangge Pavilion for Lord Guo to live in." ”

He walked forward, Xu Mao followed closely, and his heart was amazed, the Xiang Pavilion was the prince's favorite courtyard, and he usually lived by himself, and never let anyone in. What is the identity of this Lord Guo, and why is he so in the eyes of the prince?

Slightly suppressed the discoloration on his face, bowed down and said: "Lord, the princess knows that the princess is coming back today, is the princess going to Qingyue Pavilion to have a look? Recently, the princess has been in good health, and she can already be helped up." ”

Feng Jingting let out an "oh", but his face was not happy, and he only said: "This king will enter the palace later, and I will go to see the princess tomorrow,"

"Yes. Although Xu Mao responded, he was quite disappreciative in his heart, since the prince came back to the army, the number of times he came back was counted on five fingers, and the relationship with the princess could not be lighter. He wondered if the prince still remembered, what the princess looked like?