Chapter 81 Minghua Chapter The Holy One wants to give marriage

Someone you want?

Hearing this, Fu Mujin was stunned.

I unconsciously remembered that chubby smiling face, and remembered the way she didn't care about lifting his hat; remembered the way she slept and talked in her dreams; remembered that she loved to take advantage of herself, and she couldn't help but tease; remembered how scarred and principled she looked; remembered her fragile and reckless appearance; I remembered the way she listened to the stars on her back.

Her smile and smile are deeply imprinted in her mind, the person she wants, it turns out that he has it, and he has always had it.

Fu Mujin raised his head, his eyes were shining, "Back to the saint, the grass people have people who want to." ”

The old emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise and laughed with satisfaction.

It's good to have it, I'm afraid you don't.

In fact, the old emperor already had a plan in his heart, this is the person he wants? Who else but Zhaoyang?

He had already inquired clearly, for many days in Liqian City, there were no female dependents around him, and he must have seen life and death on this trip, penetrated the red dust, and understood Zhaoyang's deep love for him.

However, it's not too late to understand, let's say, as long as you dare to speak, my favorite Princess Zhaoyang will offer it with both hands.

"Okay, whose family is she, and whose surname is she, as long as you dare to speak, I will open the golden mouth to give you a marriage." ,

The Nine Princes suddenly sensed that something was wrong and gave Doctor Fu a marriage? Not good!

He hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted: "Back to my father, it's not too late to discuss this marriage in the future, now that Doctor Fu has been tired for many days and has suffered a slight injury, he should be allowed to go back to recuperate for a few more days." ”

"Doctor Fu is injured? Is it serious? ”

The old emperor was full of joy and wanted to arrange the marriage, but only now did he notice that Fu Mujian had bandages on his hands.

Fu Mujin made a compilation with both hands and said calmly:

"Back to the saint, the grass people are only a little injured, and as for the marriage, the grass people have to ask their father-to-be. Moreover, even if it is a person who Fu wants, he has to ask her what she means before he can count. ”

Seeing this, the old emperor was not reluctant, so he could only turn around and peek at Princess Zhaoyang to see what her reaction was.

Princess Zhaoyang was looking at Fu Mujian with admiration on her face, and whispered: "Doctor Fu just knows how to feel sorry for people, and I want to ask the meaning of the palace before asking for a kiss, really, how embarrassed is the palace." ”

The old emperor looked at his daughter's expression when she ate honey, and thought that there was no need to coax him.

Let's talk about the marriage later.

"Okay, Divine Doctor Fu will go back and have a good rest, let's all retreat."

"The retainers retired."

"The grass people are retiring."

As soon as he left the Jinluan Palace, the Nine Princes asked: "Doctor Fu can enjoy his face and get together in the house, this king just happened to ask someone to find a bottle of century-old wine from Minghua, and he wants to celebrate with Doctor Fu." ”

Fu Mujin nodded in despair, as if he hadn't heard the voice of the Nine Princes clearly.

The Ninth Prince patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and a hint of cunning in his eyes flashed with the success of the conspiracy.

At night, the Nine Princes, who had just finished bathing, stepped out of the hot spring pool naked, the milky white spring water slipped down on his body, and the maid in the house shyly picked up her clothes and put them on.

He slightly hooked the chin of a servant girl, and his side face looked a little like a little fat man...

Well? Is he stunned?

Why do you think of the little fat man.

The frowning Nine Princes roared coldly: "Give it all to this king." ”

"It's... Be. The maidservant was so frightened that she cried.

Vice General Lin hurried over and happened to pass by the crying maid.

"Back to the prince, the wine made of water and pepper is ready."

"Okay, well done."

The Ninth Prince lifted his wet hair and raised the corner of his mouth to snicker.

Vice General Lin suddenly remembered another question.

"Lord Wang, if Divine Doctor Fu is really a woman, but what if...'she' is not the hibiscus girl you are looking for?"

The Nine Princes were stunned, he hadn't thought about this.

He just felt that all this was arranged by God, in order to send the person he had been looking for for many years to his side.

"Speaking of which, there will be vacancies in the queen's backyard anyway."

"The prince wants to take Fu Divine Doctor as a concubine?"

Vice General Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, does the prince really plan to enjoy the blessings of all people?

"Why not?"

"No, in fact, why do you have to find the hibiscus girl back then, your subordinates think that there are many good marriages in the world, why do you want to love a hibiscus flower?"

Hearing this, the Nine Princes frowned and said with a threatening voice.

"Lin Donglai, are you guilty of the following crimes, and you want to receive a military stick?"

"Lord Wang, this is the heartfelt words of his subordinates, his subordinates know that their status is low, but after all, they have followed you for many years, and I really don't want the prince to be troubled by this matter, so I made suggestions, I hope that the prince will find the hibiscus girl as soon as possible, right now, isn't there something more important?"

The Ninth Prince squinted at Vice General Lin and said coldly.

"Be nosy, this king has his own measure!"

"Yes, my subordinates are talkative."

Vice Admiral Lin slapped his mouth hard.

The ninth prince himself didn't know why he was so obsessed with the little girl back then, but it was the first time in his life that he saw such a witty and intelligent woman who was not afraid of his status as a prince.

She cried so much that her eyes were swollen that day, and it must have been something very sad that had happened at home.

But she was able to save herself in that situation, which shows that she must be a good woman with a good heart.

If you get such a good wife, what more can a husband ask for?

Fu Mujian's carriage had already arrived at the gate of the palace, and the little scholar picked up the wrapped brocade box and got out of the carriage first, chattering about Zhang Luo's good things.

"Childe, when we visit the Ninth Prince, we will go back to the medicine house tomorrow, and when the time comes, when you marry the young lady and settle down to give birth to two big fat dolls, you will never worry about it again."

Fu Mujin got out of the carriage and looked up at the bright sky, feeling bleak and lifeless.

"One rice."

He spoke suddenly.

"Huh? Childe, did you leave something behind? ”

"Take care of yourself."

The little scholar is blinded, how can the son be chattering.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Mujin untie the rope of the horse on the carriage, jumped on the horse's back, and rode out on horseback.

"Childe, where are you going?"

I saw him riding his horse and whipping his whip, and shouted:

"I'll go to Minghua to find Brother Yan, you can go back to the medicine house by yourself."

What the?

"Childe, don't you want a daughter-in-law? You don't want a daughter-in-law to discuss, but you can't leave a rice behind! At this moment, what should the Nine Princes do? ”

The sound of horses' hooves had disappeared in the darkness.

Yidao was dazed and held a bunch of gifts that were ready to be given to the Nine Princes, and stood in place.

Vice General Lin happened to go out, preparing to greet Fu Muhibiscus, only to see the little scholar standing alone at the gate of the palace, and the brocade boxes were scattered all over the place.

"What's wrong? Little scholar, where is your son-in-law? ”

Vice General Lin didn't know why he followed the little scholar and looked in the same direction.

"Childe? He's gone. ”

"Gone? How can people be so good and dignified? ”

Yidao's words were inappropriate, and Vice General Lin broke out in a cold sweat.

"He was abducted by the little fat man."

As soon as the words fell, the little scholar threw away the only remaining box in his hand, hugged Vice General Lin and cried.

"Don't cry, it's me who should cry, how can I explain to the prince now?"

*

A few days ago, Shunhua returned to Penglai Inn, and the innkeeper looked at her and couldn't help but be a little surprised, wanting to say that there might be something unexpected if she didn't come back for so long.

"The girl is back?"

Shunhua was stunned.

"You know I'm a woman?"

The innkeeper smiled kindly.

"Naturally, Uncle Liu mentioned it in the letter."

The innkeeper's face was a little red, because Uncle Liu had mentioned something else in the letter.

"Oh, I see. Don't worry, Master Ben will definitely come to settle your account, and you can't run. She smiled handsomely and turned to go upstairs.

"Don't worry, girl, everything is well stored in the room."

The innkeeper stopped his hand to prepare the plate, secretly pulled out the red paper under the abacus, and smiled shyly.

When she returned to Tianzi No. 2 room and opened the door, the things in the room were still the same as when she left that day, Shunhua was a little surprised and a little stunned.

She opened her baggage, lifted the two sets of dresses that Aunt Yuqing bought for her, and looked at it over and over in the sun.

Gritted his teeth, closed the door, and put it on.

She approached the mirror in a pink dress and saw that the dress was a lot bigger and looser, she lifted her sleeves with satisfaction and turned around, "It's good, it's cute, isn't it?" ”

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, Shun Hua was stunned and looked back.

"Who?"

"Master Yan, the younger one is the prince's person."

King King King ... Rajah?

Isn't he gone? It's really haunting.

Shunhua hid under the table in a panic and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's inconvenient for Xiao Ye Fang to come in and say?"

"It's inconvenient, Izumi Gong!" Shunhua said categorically.

"......" may have been frightened, and the other party ended up talking for a while.

Well, there's no sound, gone?

Shunhua held the stool and moved towards the door suspiciously.

Suddenly, there was another sharp knock on the door.

"What's wrong again?" She shouted.

"Master Yan, it's okay for the little one to say outside, the prince said, he is busy with affairs, Master Yan has traveled all over the world, and he will definitely see a lot of customs and customs, as well as strange treasures, the prince wants to ask you to find a treasure, so that he can present it to the emperor at the birthday banquet in the future."

What the?

Didn't she say it wasn't bad?

How can there be another assignment?

"You go back and tell your lord, this little master doesn't dare to speculate on the mind of the saint, this matter can't be done."

"Oh."

Hearing this, the little soldier outside the door said calmly: "The prince also said, if the young master Yan doesn't understand the preferences of the saint, you can write to him and ask him, and the pigeon who sent the letter can be summoned as long as the whistle blows." ”

“......”

Yan Shunhua is really convinced, how can there be such a prince in the world, forcing others to help buy congratulatory gifts when they play, and he has to write letters to pick, deceiving people too much!

Could it be that she, Yan Shunhua, is going to be defeated in the pit dug by herself, and she will not be able to escape the clutches of the prince for the rest of her life?

Before long, Shunhua hurriedly changed back into men's clothes, opened the door, and saw the little girl holding a well-behaved and cute pigeon, and a letter, entrusted to her and slipped.

Shunhua packed up his things with a sad face, and carried a fat and white pigeon in his hand.

Suddenly, an evil thought stretched through my mind.

"Lovely pigeon, you say, if I hand you over to the innkeeper, will he braise you, or stew, or deep-fried?"

The cute white pigeon looked at her with her little eyes open, looking at her cutely, looking harmless to humans and animals.

She can't be ruthless.

"Hmph, next time, next time Master Ben will definitely stew you."

The owner of the inn looked at Yan Shunhua going downstairs with his burden in astonishment, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked eagerly, "Girl, are you leaving?" ”

"Well, thank you boss, if you see Uncle Liu, please say thank you to him on your behalf." After that, Shunhua gave the money to the innkeeper and said with a smile: "Master Ben's arithmetic is good." ”

"Eh, girl!" He shouted to stop her.

"What's wrong?"

Shunhua looked back in astonishment, "Did you miscalculate the money?" ”

No, she's always been accurate, how could she be wrong?

Could it be that someone knocked him on the head, and he was really stupid?

"You forgot about that."

The innkeeper shyly handed over the red letter.

"Eh, there's a red paper in the inn?"

When he saw the eight characters on the red paper, Shunhua was stunned.

"Did you know... Sending the other party to write the red paper with the eight characters of the hour, what does it represent in Liqiancheng? She asked, suspiciously.

"Yes. The uncle said that the girl was a good woman, so let the nephew take advantage of the opportunity. ”

The innkeeper's face was red, Shun Hua swallowed his saliva, looking at the face with clear eyebrows and pink eyes, he couldn't help but panic.