The reason why Fang Yu asked again was that the person who set off first last night had already arrived at Zhao Di, but he was locked out of the door and could not enter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of the remoteness of Zhaodi, the imperial court has always been unable to manage here, and it has been managed by Feng Liuhou from the past to the present.

Feng Liuhou was not a real marquis, just a rich man in Zhao Di, and gradually his status improved, and he became more and more money, so he began to control Zhao Di and proclaimed himself Feng Liuhou.

Hearing that the three princes of the capital were coming here, Feng Liuhou personally came forward and blocked all Yan Xiling's people outside, and said that they would entertain them together when the three princes came.

Where is this hospitality, it is clearly deliberate.

Therefore, Fang Yu wanted to rush to Zhao Di as soon as possible, and if he passed through Tianzhu, he would have to take a long detour.

But since the prince has decided to do so, then he can only go to Tianzhu first.

Tianzhu is not particularly far from here, but it is not particularly close, and the carriage has walked for more than an hour to arrive.

When she arrived, it was already noon, Yan Xiling woke up Meng Zhining in her arms and took her to the restaurant on the side to eat.

Meng Zhining was sleepy-eyed: "Where is this?" ”

Yan Xiling pinched her face amusefully and said, "I didn't wake up after sleeping all morning?" This is Tianzhu, and today there is a flower festival. ”

Meng Zhining snorted and rubbed her eyes: "Naturally, I didn't wake up, you didn't let me sleep at all yesterday, and it was uncomfortable to fall asleep in the carriage." ”

She glared at the culprit who wouldn't let her sleep, and the guy leisurely picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

After the meal, Meng Zhining sobered up a little, so she took Yan Xiling out to go shopping.

Like all festivals, there are a lot of people on the street, and Yan Xiling escorts her to walk through the crowd.

"There's a lot of people here." Meng Zhining blinked, pinched the sugar gourd that Yan Xiling had just paid for in her hand, and said, "There are not so many Winter Yuan Festivals in the capital. ”

I remember that during the Winter Yuan Festival, Yan Xiling also accompanied her out to play, but at that time she always felt that he was not particularly willing to accompany her out, although she was given a hairpin later, but she was still very unhappy.

Thinking about it now, Meng Zhining was still very embarrassed, but she didn't expect that she was the only one standing by his side in the end, and she thought that she would bring a big concubine.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Xiling saw that the sugar on the human sugar gourd she was holding in her hand was about to drip onto her hand.

Meng Zhining took a bite of the sugar gourd and said vaguely: "It's nothing, I just remembered the Winter Yuan Festival." ”

Yan Xiling also thought about it and asked, "Where is the hairpin that this king gave you?" You won't be able to exchange it for silver. ”

Where is she so greedy for money, she doesn't exchange everything for silver, at least she won't exchange it for silver.

"That's right, the concubine body was taken away." She said angrily.

"You took it?" Yan Xiling grabbed her wrist, "Do you have any brains that don't remember what this king said at all?" ”

"You let go," she grinned in pain, "and it's still in her purse." ”

As soon as she heard that she didn't take it away, Yan Xiling let go of her hand, picked up the purse she tied around her waist, and sure enough, she saw the hairpin in the purse.

He solemnly picked up the hairpin and stuck it on her head and said, "Take this hairpin with you when you go out in the future." ”

"Oh." She straightened her hair and nodded.

Yan Xiling pursed her lips, he didn't tell her that this hairpin was an ordinary hairpin, and the hairpin in her hand was a token that could mobilize 100,000 forbidden troops in the palace! It is also used as a symbol of the princess in the royal family.

Everyone in the world knows that the princess's token is a jade pendant, but they don't know that it is actually a very inconspicuous hosta.

Meng Zhining put the hairpin on her head and squeezed into the crowd up and down.

Yan Xiling shook her head and followed.

The two of them strolled from the town to the outskirts of the town, and a huge temple appeared in front of them.

All festivals have to bring a little mythical atmosphere, and this flower festival is no exception.

Meng Zhining pulled Yan Xiling's robe and said, "Go in and bow down, I see a lot of people going in." ”

"You believe this?" Despite that, he stepped in.

Meng Zhining said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing to believe or not believe, it is always good to say goodbye, and I won't suffer anyway." ”

Speaking of course, she doesn't believe in this kind of thing, she is a human ghost from modern times, how can she believe in this kind of thing?

But of course you can't say this, and if you say it, you will probably be taken as a fool.

She knelt down silently and bowed to the idol, then struck the brass bell beside her, and threw a dime of silver into the lake beside her.

The lake is actually a wishing lake, and many people have thrown silver and copper coins in it, and stuffed them into the cracks of the stones at the bottom of the water one by one, and the silver light is particularly beautiful.

She was crazy all afternoon, walking around the temple here and there, and she lost it if she didn't pay attention to the people around her, Meng Zhining also went to calculate the marriage, and the old Taoist priest mysteriously told her a lot of messy things, but unfortunately she didn't understand it at all.

But the general meaning is that she and Yan Xiling don't agree, and Yan Xiling can't help but almost smash the store for the first time I saw a store that couldn't speak.

However, Meng Zhining said very seriously: "The concubine only believes that fate is in her own hands. ”

Yan Xiling nodded, then glanced at the sign in her hand twice, then looked at it twice, and finally couldn't help but grab the thing and throw it into the trash.

"This kind of thing is rarely asked, and it is generally not allowed." Although he didn't believe it, he still cheekily explained what he had just done.

Meng Zhining took the sachet and handed it to him: "Lord Wang, this is what the concubine asked for you, I heard that there are many benefits to carrying it on your body." ”

What she was holding in her hand was just a very ordinary sachet embroidered with a big blessing character on it, and the embroidery was not as good as hers.

He took the sachet and said, "It seems that you have given the sachet to this king, and there seems to be nothing else except the sachet." ”

This is not something she can decide, she only has a little embroidery skills, and it is already very good to be able to embroider a sachet for him, but he is still too single.

"Don't give it back to me." She snorted, stretching out a white and tender hand.

Yan Xiling naturally stuffed the sachet into her bag, took her hand and said, "It's still okay, after all, it's also a heart." ”

Meng Zhining rolled her eyes, and just said single.

Fortunately, she was used to Yan Xiling's duplicity, so she didn't care too much.

It's good if he's happy.

The two of them, Fang Yu and Bi Qiong, stood on the fortune-telling shop where Meng Zhi was stunned just now, and one of them drew a lot, and all the two of them had in their hands to make a lot.

The old Taoist priest touched his beard and said: "The marriage line between the two is very short, you look at this signature, sign it, and express that you are very likely not to marry in this life." ”

"......" should not be so exaggerated.

"If you are willing to give a little silver...... What are you doing, little brother? ”

Before the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he blew his beard and glared at Bianyu, who was holding his asking pot.

He fell down, crackling and falling a bunch of lower and lower lots, all of which were stuck in the cracks above.

That's embarrassing.

Sure enough, the princess was right, and her fate was in her own hands.

(To be continued.) )