At this time, late at night, there is also Shengwang Xiao Momo, who is busy in the study, and Shengwang's mansion is located near Youyu Street, south of Guangyang Gate. Compared with the Lingwang Mansion and the Baiwang Mansion in the eastern suburbs, it is very close to the imperial palace, which shows the status of King Sheng in the court.

"This time, it was not easy for Yiyue to say that Miss Huaying, who moved Zhengle Stage, let Youlan Painting Workshop and Jingyi Bookstore handle this elegant meeting together, and we must attract the prince to be present." Xiao Mojiao took a sip of wine, and his narrow phoenix eyes smiled slightly.

"Miss Yiyue has made a lot of contributions this time, and she is also very dedicated to you, Lord Wang." Peiyu, the wine king of the East Pavilion in the palace, replied cautiously in front of Xiao Mojiao,

"Did you give her everything Yiyue wanted?" Xiao Mo's sharp eyes gently swept over Wang Peiyu, making him shudder a little.

Wang Peiyu bowed down and replied tremblingly: "It's all arranged, presumably it's in the hands of the girl now." ”

Xiao Mojiao looked at him a little submissively, and said with a smile: "Pei Yu, you have been following this king for many years, you don't have to be so careful in front of this king, you know, although there is the help of Yuan and uncle, but you are my confidant." He won the title of king of Japan, and you are a great hero. ”

"Pei Yu can save it, Pei Yu Xie His Royal Highness will bring it!" Wang Peiyu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she said with a sneer on her face.

At this time, an attendant outside came in and asked, "Lord Wang, the princess is here." ”

Xiao Mojiao pursed his lips and ordered, "Well, let her in!" With that, he glanced at Wang Peiyu, and Wang Peiyu retreated in amusement.

Just when Wang Peiyu stepped out of the study, Yuan Bitao, the princess of King Sheng, walked in with a smile on her face. Yuan Bitao straightened up, approached him, and said gently: "Lord Wang, you still haven't rested so late, I will boil you a bowl of lotus seed porridge to cool off the heat, Lord Wang hurry up and drink it!" ”

After speaking, Yuan Bitao took a bowl of porridge from the maidservant behind her and gently handed it to Xiao Motao.

Xiao Mojiao looked at his princess, his face softened a lot, although the Yuan family was arrogant and arrogant, and he had been pointing at him, but he was very happy with the temperament and personality of the princess in front of him. She is not arrogant or impatient, virtuous and generous, and governs the house in an orderly manner. He took the bowl from her hand and drank it spoonful.

Everyone in the palace was cautious when they saw Xiao Mojiao, for fear of making mistakes, but the princess has always adhered to principles, knows right from wrong, and is generous and decent in front of him.

Yuan Bitao said and sat next to Xiao Mo with the help of the maid, "I know that the prince has always been worried about the affairs of Wuchang, my father said that he will take care of the affairs over there, and will not let the villain take the opportunity to frame the prince." Yuan Bitao said softly.

Xiao Mojiao turned his head and looked at him when he heard this, his expression was slightly unhappy, but he still said gently: "I know, didn't I say, don't you worry about my affairs, I'll deal with it." ”

"I see that the prince is hiding something in his heart, how can I not worry!" Her eyes were clear, but she was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Mojiao saw that her face was slightly red, so he put down the bowl, put her shoulder and said: "You are a person with a body, and it is the greatest credit that you can give birth to a son for me!" Xiao Mojiao stroked her bulging abdomen slightly, and her voice was even more slow.

Yuan Bitao heard this, her face flushed, she looked at him, there was a smile in her eyes, and she didn't speak, this is already the second child, the previous child gave birth to a county lord, I hope this child is a son, that is, Xiao Mojiao's eldest son, the son of the palace.

"Let's go and rest early, I'll go and rest when I'm busy for a while." Xiao Moji's voice was extremely soft, and he said to the maid on the side: "Chunying, come and help the princess back, don't let the princess come out at night in the future." ”

Chun Ying stepped forward, "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

Yuan Bitao smiled lightly and said, "Then the prince will also rest early!" With that, he helped Chunying out of the study.

After Xiao Mojiao watched her go out, he wrote a note and handed it to a guard, asking him to quietly send it to the direction of the East Palace.

On the morning of June 15, in the Qihua Hall of the East Palace, the crown prince Xiao Moyu was copying ancient paintings, when a chamberlain walked in and gently shouted behind the prince: "His Royal Highness the prince!" ”

Xiao Moyu didn't like others to disturb him while he was painting, so he ignored the waiter.

Seeing that the prince didn't answer, the chamberlain said softly behind him, "Your Highness, today is June 15th, and the annual Yale Banquet in Zhengle Terrace has started again. ”

The prince paused, the pen in his hand paused slightly, and Fang said: "The queen mother has been in charge of it these days, if she knows that I am going to have fun, she will definitely be angry again." I can't relieve my mother's worries, but I can't make her angry. ”

The prince finally put forward a stroke, and the painting was completed, and when he looked at it, a crane jumped on the paper. He looked at the crane that wanted to spread its wings and liked it very much, but then he sighed and told the attendant to put the painting away.

The chamberlain followed the prince to the outside of the study, "Your Highness, last year you followed His Majesty Xià hunting, you didn't participate in the Yahui of Zhengletai, you still regret it, this year Miss Huaying specially asked someone to send it into the palace, which shows the girl's earnestness!" The chamberlain greeted him again.

"What's going on this year?" The prince asked casually as he walked.

Seeing that the prince had a thought, the chamberlain replied: "Miss Hua said that she has made a lot of money this year, and I promise to let you enjoy it, and the prince will know when he goes." ”

The prince smiled, "That's it, that's it, who else is going?" ”

"The children of the nobles in Beijing are all there, and it is not easy to meet such an elegant meeting, everyone has to go to see it even if they squeeze their heads, but after all, the seats on Zhengle Terrace are limited, and not everyone can enter."

He then rolled his eyes, and then said: "As for the other highnesses, I have asked a few attendants, His Royal Highness the Ninth is determined to go, His Royal Highness King Sheng also said that he wants to go, even His Royal Highness King Bai will go this time, only His Royal Highness King Ling has not moved, presumably if you go, Your Royal Highness King Ling will also go." ”

The prince stopped and glanced at him, a trace of sorrow appeared on his gentle face, "However, the 'Nanhua Sutra' that the queen mother asked me to copy has not yet been copied!" Then I'll finish copying it first! The prince was a little depressed,

Today's queen Yin, the character is feminine and jealous, seeing that the six princes are powerful and the nine princes are favored, she is upset, so she hates her son for not being angry, and often comes to the East Palace to check the prince's achievements, the prince is tired of coping, and he dares to be angry with his mother and dare not speak.

Seeing that he was still a little hesitant, the chamberlain put down the last signboard, he bowed down and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I heard that this Yahui is not held by Zhengle Terrace alone, but by Miss Wanhe from Youlan Painting Workshop and Miss Yiyue from Jingyi Bookstore!" Just look at this post. As he spoke, he handed over the invitation.

The name of this servant is called Chu Shan, he has followed the prince for many years, he knows the habits of the prince well, the prince especially loves calligraphy and painting, he often goes to the painting workshop outside the palace to see the painting, the Wanhe girl of the Youlan painting workshop, fell in love at first sight, the Wanhe girl painted a good green landscape painting, the most loved by the prince.

The prince took the post, and when he saw the word "Wanhe", he looked stunned, he hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, then I'll go and copy the scriptures first." So saying, he hurried back to his study. The chamberlain hurriedly followed.

Until the beginning of the afternoon, the prince finally finished packing up and was ready to leave the house, before leaving, he found the princess and said to her gently: "You put away the scriptures, turn back to the queen mother, you rest early tonight, I have a trip in advance!" With that, he left the palace with two chamberlains and some guards.

The crown princess Pei Shuying is the daughter of the prime minister Pei Yun, Pei Shuying stroked the bulging belly with one hand, looking at his distant back and was a little worried, the queen has been very strict with him recently, if people know, they will have to be scolded again, Pei's originally persuaded a lot, but later saw that the prince began to alienate her, and favored Kong Liangxi and Sun Zhaoxun even more, so he did not dare to persuade him.

The summer days are longer, so at this time the banks of the Qinhuai River are still flowing endlessly, and Zhengletai is located on the south bank of the Qinhuai River in the east of the Vermilion Bird Hang. The annual "Zheng Le Ya Meeting" is held in this two-story attic, and its lively Cheng dù is comparable to the traditional festival, and the annual Zheng Le Festival is full of people, and all the sons and brothers of the capital go to it, even some young ladies are often there.

At this moment, inside and outside the Zhengle Stage, it is already impassable.

"Your Highness, you see so many people, isn't it just right for us to get out of the car and walk over?" Jiang Mei lifted the curtain and looked outside, frowning,

Before today's unitary time arrived, Xiao Mocheng, the prince of the Nine Emperors, hurried over, and dragged her to Zhengle Stage, saying that this was a grand event for Jiankang, with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, literature, and music, and she must not miss it.

She thought it was just a game for aristocratic sons and buddies, but when she went to the street, the common people also went to Zhengle Tai with their backs to each other. For Zhengletai's influence in the capital, she had to be embarrassed.

"Then you can rest assured, we will not take this road." Xiao Mocheng lay in the carriage, smiled casually, and then instructed Ming Huan: "Ming Huan, you know where to go, hurry up, don't be robbed of our predetermined position." ”

Ming Huan outside the curtain responded, adjusted the direction of the carriage and continued to drive.

"There are still people who dare to grab the seat of the Nine Emperor Princes, isn't that impatient?" Jiang Mei lowered the curtain and tilted her head to tease him.

Xiao Mocheng sat up when she heard this, looked at her and said seriously: "Xiaomei, don't you know, this Huaying girl usually has a very good relationship with me, but she is upright and selfless, no matter who she is, she treats everyone equally. If I'm late, it's possible to be the first to go. Xiao Mocheng's handsome eyebrows furrowed, looking worried and anxious.

Jiang Mei didn't care, she had a shallow smile on her face, it seemed that Hua Ying's temperament hadn't changed.