Ming Fei let people run away quickly, and brought him a lot of food, including dry goods, snacks, rice and noodles, and vegetables. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I was going to take a lunch break with my daughter for a while, but it happened that the maid reported that Ming Xinke's steward came and asked to see her, but Ming Fei had to let Xiaoya coax her daughter to sleep, and she went to the Fei Luo Garden Flower Hall to summon Ming Xinke.

After Ming Xinke saw the ceremony, the first thing he did was to ask about the whereabouts of Grandpa Guo.

Ming Fei shook her head, Ming Shiwan and the others and Qin Jun had not yet delivered the news to her.

Ming Xinke suppressed the worry in her heart and got down to business.

She said: "Miss, tonight's Dragon Boat Festival Palace banquet, Grandpa Guo is not here, and Miss can only participate in the Fuguo Mansion on behalf of the Princess." ”

Ming Fei frowned: "Can't you not go?"

Ming Xinke was puzzled: "The Dragon Boat Palace banquet is a state banquet, and the officials of the three grades and the families of the lords will participate, if our government does not participate, it will be laughed at and suspicious by others, and it will damage the prestige of our government." ”

Ming Fei thought for a while, and then said: "Okay! Prepare the new palace dress for the eldest daughter of the Guogong Mansion, Miss Ben is representing the Fuguo Mansion to attend the palace banquet, not the Qing princess." You go to the embroidery workshop, don't let the embroidery girls mistake. ”

"Yes. Ming Xinke nodded, and Shi Li retreated.

……

Prince's Mansion

Mo Weiran had just had lunch and was painting in the study at the moment.

The tools he uses for his painting are not soft brushes, but hard pens like pencils, and they use hard pens of different colors.

In the small wooden box at one end of the desk, a row of hard pens of various colors lay quietly.

Mo Weiran paints very seriously, the content of his painting, the background is a green meadow, the theme is a big and a small two beautiful women walking on the grass, the two holding hands.

Look at this relationship, like a mother and daughter, and like a sister.

Finally, the little girl's shoelaces.

After Mo Weiran finished drawing the beautiful bow tie, he put the hard pen in his hand back into the small wooden box.

The leader of the dark guard, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, saluted and reported: "Master, the person sent by my subordinates to follow the woman in red has returned. ”

"Who does Miss Ye have an appointment with?" Mo Weiran's soft eyes did not leave the two people in the painting.

"Please ask the master to confess, the brothers lost it, and I didn't see Miss Ye have an appointment with anyone. The leader of the Dark Guard knelt down and said.

"How to lose it?" Mo Weiran glanced at the comic again, and then carefully put away the painting and put it in the second drawer of the desk, it can be seen that the second drawer is full of patterns of these two beauties, but the background is different.

After Miss Ye entered the city, she turned three streets in the city, entered five shops, and went directly to the slum alley after coming out. The leader of the Dark Guard said.

"Interesting. Mo Weiran was not angry, he said, "Where is Prime Minister Qin now?"

"After Lord Zuo Xiang entered the city from the moat, he went to the cabinet yamen and has not left the palace gate so far. ”

Mo Weiran smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were unpredictable, and he said to himself: "Qin Xiang is conscientious and responsible, and he is indeed a model for hundreds of officials. ”

Mo Weiran didn't mean to embarrass the leader of the secret guard, he waved his hand, "Go down! Continue to send people to the dense forests of Huai County, and send more people to find Fuguo Gong. ”

"Yes. "The leader of the Dark Guard commanded his retirement.

……

Imperial Palace Cabinet Yamen

Qin Jun was in his separate office room, reading the official affairs of Dazou sent by the six departments.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qin Jun was in a bad mood at the moment, and the cold qi released from his body was even worse than before.

All the subordinates who came to deliver official documents for Qin Jun, without exception, all dared not come out, for fear of provoking this gold master.

At this time, Qin Jun's guards appeared in the house, knelt down on one knee and saluted, and presented a letter to Qin Jun.

Qin Jun took it apart and looked at it, and there were ten lines at a glance.

The guard obviously felt that the cold on the master's body weakened, and the guard quietly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was good news that was sent, otherwise the master would have to be furious!

"Let's go down!" Qin Jun waved his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking like he was in a good mood.

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and bowed.

Qin Jun sat upright on the big chair, the corners of his lips hooked up a beautiful smile, and he shook the letter paper in his hand into powder with internal force and sprinkled it in the paper basket.

Running fast - beautiful man?

……

At the beginning of the unitary period, Ming Fei finished dressing up, wearing a purple and blue gorgeous palace dress, with a knotted bun on her head, and a set of light East China Sea pearl headdresses.

Simple and generous, noble and elegant.

Ming Yue was also dressed very pleasantly, wearing a pink gown, wrapped in a small bag of the same color, with a small hairpin with two bows on her short hair, and two small and delicate gold bracelets on her wrists.

Mingyue herself is fair-skinned and watery, and now after bringing two small hairpins, the whole person looks more cute and cute.

Ming Fei hugged Ming Yue, took the two maids, and boarded the carriage to the palace.

In the carriage, Xiaoya looked at Ming Fei and said worriedly: "Miss, don't you really need to prepare a gift for Concubine Shu? She is your mother-in-law!"

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth raised a sneering smile, and said, "In previous years, which of the gifts that Miss Ben gave her was not a thousand taels of silver? ”

"Then you won't send it?" asked Xiaoya.

"It doesn't matter if I give it or not, she will never like me, so why should I feed my father's hard-earned silver to the wolf. Ming Fei said lightly.

Xiao Ya saw that Ming Fei had made up her mind, so she stopped talking.

Ming Fei looked down at her daughter and said with a smile: "The money saved, save a dowry for the baby." ”

Baby Mingyue rolled her eyes, she is only more than two months now, and she is still twenty years away from getting married, okay?

The carriage moved slowly and stopped at the palace gate.

Horse-drawn carriages were not allowed to enter or leave the palace, which has been a rule since ancient times.

The nobles got off the carriage and walked into the palace gate, and there was a special sedan chair in the palace gate to transport the nobles into the Taihe Hall where the banquet was held.

Due to the limited number of sedan chairs and the large number of nobles, many people will walk to the Taihe Hall in groups and leave the sedan chair to the nobles with the highest status.

Ming Fei got out of the carriage, hugged the baby in her arms, followed by Xiaoya and Xiaozhi and the two maids, and walked towards the palace gate.

There were already many carriages parked at the entrance of the palace, and many ministers and their families had gathered, and it was obvious that everyone had arrived at about the same time.

When everyone saw Ming Fei, their eyes lit up at first, but they just felt that this woman was quite temperamental, and she must be the lady or the housewife of which family.

But when I looked at it again, I realized that she was ...... Ming Fei.

Oh, my God!

Ming Fei appeared and shocked them.

Since when, Ming Fei, who is a nympho straw bag, can actually wear a luxurious palace outfit with such temperament?

Moreover, it is really strange that she did not appear with King Qing!

Someone remembered that Ming Fei had been dismissed by the Qing King and returned to the Fuguo Mansion.

Whispers began to be whispered around them, and the sound of sarcasm penetrated into Mingfei's ears.

She smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, ignored it, hugged her daughter, and walked forward without squinting.

One step at a time.

The posture is thousands, and the extravagance is natural.