Chapter 392: Bright as the Morning Sun
Yongjia blinked, licked his lips, and replied hesitantly: "Xie Sima's son, that talented and famous man who has studied two times has come to Jiankang." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The old woman was taken aback, and then smiled all over her face: "That Xie Jialangjun is here?" That's a good thing! I heard that Xie's Feige is as clear as the moon, amazing and gorgeous, and is the most famous celebrity in Shudi! Think about it, this is from the Xie family! She knew that she had lost her words, and hurried to rein in the precipice. Then he said: "There are many scholars who are high-minded, and they don't like to be involved with the royal family." The son of Xie Sima is only a weak crown, but he was promoted as a famous man by the Shudi scholars and became famous all over the world, what a Tan Lang should be! β
Yongjia smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued: "Brother Huang wants Xie Sima's Dongfu Army. β
The old woman smiled and said: "The Xie family is powerful, I am afraid that I have a heart of disobedience, and there is nothing wrong with this trip." β
Yongjia turned his eyes to look at her, and continued: "Last night, the imperial brother talked to me, hoping that I could dedicate myself to the country and marry the former Qin prince, I have long been an abandoned son to the imperial brother. β
"What do you say, Your Highness? Your Majesty and His Royal Highness have grown up together since childhood, they are brothers and sisters of the same mother, how can Your Majesty not cherish you? β
Yongjia smiled and said: "Marry me to the former Qin barbarians, and then take the opportunity to gather an army to go on a northern expedition in the name of giving a wedding, do you think I still have a chance to live?" β
The old woman's heart jumped, and she couldn't speak for a long time.
Yongjia let out a long sigh, pursed his lips and smiled, "I need to find a way to live for myself." β
The old woman looked at her distressedly and asked, "Your Highness, do you have any affection for the Zen master of Yunkai Temple?" β
This is a country that pursues freedom and indulgence, and there are not a few women courting men on the street, but Yongjia is a princess, and the man is a person who escapes into the empty door.
Yongjia nodded frankly and said with a smile: "The flowers shine on the water, but it's just an empty one." His faith is unshakable, but my fate cannot be followed by the current. He can save my heart, but he can't save my life. Why, you can help me. β
On the day Xie Feige entered the city, there were ten Bao Gaihua cars in front, followed by dozens of small carriages, and the first carriage was hung with the family emblem.
The common people are naturally in awe of the aristocracy, and even if they look at it, they only dare to stay away. The clans in Jiankang City had already heard of Xie Feige's name and talent, and whether they were familiar with each other or not, the scholars who came to greet them formed a convoy and blocked the city gate tightly.
Yongjia was dressed in a smoky gray Eguan Bo belt, although it was men's clothing, but her gorgeous face and shining eyes had already betrayed her.
She paid no attention to any of this, and stood alone on the tower of the city gate, her wide garment stirring in the wind.
She is like a warrior fighting against fate, and her eyebrows are full of awe. She sat high on the city gate tower, her ten fingers slowly caressing the lyre, only to see the slender ten fingers stirring the strings, and a string of pine sounds came with the wind.
What kind of person is this, who dares to play the piano in front of a famous person like Xie Feige?
The young man in the carriage raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile on his lips, he raised his hand, opened the curtain with the blue jade dust in his hand, and said to the guards beside the car: "The Xie family will pick up the wind for me tonight, and I will go back to the house in the second shift." Go up to the castle and say to the girl who plays the harp, Why don't you play such a beautiful sound? β
The guard's face was slightly red, and he hugged his fists and said: "If it is a Langjun who plays the qin, how should his subordinates behave?" β
Xie Feige smiled lowly, and replied, "Both men and women." β
The guards were slightly stunned, and the carriage had already galloped forward, rushing between the carriages of the scholars.
I only heard a woman among the common people shouting: "I have seen Xie Lang's dust!" Then a scream came like a wave, and the carriage had long since disappeared from everyone's sight.
The old woman looked down at the crowd that was gradually dispersing below, and said to Yongjia: "Your Highness, that Xie Jialangjun is gone." β
Yongjia frowned slightly, and the note on his fingertips was also played incorrectly. At this moment, a young escort walked quickly, he walked gracefully, and his bearing was extraordinary, worthy of being a servant of the Xie family.
As soon as he saw Yongjia, the guard couldn't help but laugh lowly, and he really guessed it!
He forced a smile and arched his hand: "My family Langjun left a message, why not play such a wonderful sound, he will wait for you in Xie Mansion tonight." β
The guard disappeared like the wind, and the old woman said in surprise: "Then how does Xie Jialangjun know that the princess is a girl?" β
Yongjia hung her head red-faced, this was the opportunity she wanted, but this person was too romantic. But after listening to the sound of the piano, I asked her to meet the two more.
Still shy and saying something to play, really, really...
"Your Highness, Your Highness?" The old woman reminded her.
Yongjia raised his head with a sinking face, and said slowly: "Go back to the palace and change your clothes." β
The old woman hurriedly helped her put the piano away, and trotted up to the woman who was walking briskly.
"Since His Royal Highness is afraid that marrying the former Qin prince will cost his life, why do you want to meet Xie Feige secretly?"
Yongjia chuckled and said, "The imperial brother is deeply thoughtful, and he is used to impressing me with the love of brother and sister. I pushed the boat along the water, moved it with affection and reason, and was willing to use my own female color to lead Xie Feige for him, why not lose the heart of the army? Her eyes were smiling, but her eyes were cold, and she sighed innocently and helplessly: "I can't ignore the position of the imperial brother, he wants to take back the Dongfu Army in Xie Sima's hands, who else can help him except me?" Sister, the royal brother still thinks that I am still as innocent as when I was young, you say, is he naΓ―ve, or am I naΓ―ve? β
"What about you?"
Yongjia took a long breath, and sighed heavily: "I'm just a simple woman who admires Xie Lang, who is manipulated by fate and can't get what she wants, he is a wild and magnificent celebrity, how can he worry about my little woman?" β
"But Yunkai Temple... Your Highness, are you willing to do it? The old woman looked at her worriedly.
Yongjia bit his lip and said: "Brother Huang already knows about Bianzen, if I don't try to rescue him, Bianzen's life will not be long." β
It turns out that there is a reason for this layer!
She had to find a backer, otherwise, her life and Bianzen would not be guaranteed.
The old woman sighed softly and replied, "Princess, do you want to send a message to Master Bianzen?" The old body can convey it on your behalf. β
Yongjia thought about it and thought about it, and finally nodded.
The night was dark and the wind was high, and a plain carriage quietly walked out of the side gate of the palace. Yongjia was wearing a bright red smoke gauze dress, holding Su Ri's favorite qin, and trembling uncontrollably.
"Why, how is my makeup?"
The old woman looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Bright as the morning glow, there is no such beauty in the world." β
Yongjia nodded slightly, the carriage and horse suddenly tossed for some reason, Yongjia sighed in his heart, and asked again: "Fei, are my clothes too vulgar?" β
The old woman smiled and said: "Your Highness has a breezy demeanor, and everything you wear is beyond the dust, and it is absolutely glamorous." β
Yongjia's hands clenched unconsciously, and whispered a sentence of Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, lifted the curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window like flying, the corners of her lips showed a self-deprecating smile, after tonight, she no longer had the face to see Bianzen.
After tonight, after tonight, is she still Yongjia?
This is the path she has chosen, to save herself and to save Zen. She can't regret it, she must not regret it.