Chapter 82: Lifeline
Chu Yuewan lay on his shoulder and touched his face, "Don't be angry, don't be angry." ”
"It's okay, as the crown prince, if I can't stand this anger, I don't know what it will be like to be scolded by those dead officials in the court in the future."
Chu Yongwang smiled.
He turned his back and no longer looked at Jia Wuyou, and only said: "Also, the imperial sister of this palace is a compatriot of the same mother, the heavenly blessing general, and the lifeblood of the Dagao Dynasty."
It's natural how good this palace is to her, and it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks. ”
After that, he walked out of the frost drinking pavilion with the early moon in his arms, and went to other places along the lake to enjoy the snow.
Several noblewomen hurriedly followed.
"Sister Jia."
Zhu Yu, a scholar of the military department, turned his head and took Jia Wuyou, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is annoyed, otherwise let's go first...... Jia Wuyou shook his head, looked at Chu Yongwang's back and hugged his fists, and said loudly: "It turns out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not forgotten the shame of Yushan!" It's the courtiers who are narrow-minded! Chu Yongwang stopped politely.
"Apologize to Yuning."
His words are non-negotiable.
"Your Highness the Princess."
Jia Wuyou really dared to act boldly, and bowed to them again, "Please forgive the courtiers for being open-mouthed, and think twice before saying and doing in the future!" Chu Yuewan poked his face out of Chu Yongwang's shoulder to look at her.
Although this sister is a bit fierce, she doesn't look like a bad person.
"Uh-huh."
She nodded and accepted the other party's apology.
Ren Shu and Mo Xueying, who were waiting for Jia Wuyou to make a fool of themselves and not come to the stage, were confused again.
The little princess is too easy to talk to, right? Is it okay to just apologize? Wait a minute, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ...... "Since Yuning has forgiven Lord Jia, there is no reason for this palace to criticize Zhongliang. ”
Chu Yongwang also pushed the boat along the river and avoided this trouble, "If you want to continue to visit the garden, you can leave and come and go freely." ”
Jia Wuyou really didn't want to leave this time, so she hurried to catch up, and everyone else avoided her.
"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, do you intend to recover the lost territory?" She stepped over to Chu Yongwang's side.
"This matter is not a child's play, and this palace has no right to intervene for the time being.
However......" Chu Yongwang said and glanced at her, "Lord Ruojia cares about the country, so it is better to take advantage of the strength that still has spare to make himself worthy. In the future, when Dagao needs you. ”
"Yes."
Jia Wuyou's eyes were firm.
"Lord Jia looks down on poetry and songs, but you can know how many capable people in history have heroic poems, so as to guide countless people with lofty ideals to go forward and succeed."
Chu Yongwang said, "'Zhuangzhi is hungry for Hulu meat, laughs and talks about thirsty Hun blood, and waits to start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
'Do you have this realization?' ”
"Yes!" Jia Wuyou's eyes had changed when he looked at him.
Chu Yongwang chuckled: "Okay, Lord Jia has ambitions. ”
Jia Wuyou was puzzled by Chu Yuewan, why did this sister suddenly seem to worship the prince's brother? Brother Prince, I'm afraid that today is not choosing a concubine, but a point to the future.
Chu Yongwang walked for a while, his arm was a little sore, and he sighed: "Aunt Deng, come over and help hug Yuning." ”
"I'll do it!" Mo Xueying, who had been sticking closer, could be regarded as having found her home field, and immediately stretched out her hand and waited to hug her.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already spoken, the little princess is the lifeblood of Dagao, you have to ask her everything first, then you can't be lazy.
Mo Xueying secretly sighed that her judgment was right from the beginning.
However, their hands were stretched out, and Chu Yongwang and Chu Yuewan, brother and sister, looked at her with a very distrustful look at her at the same time.
Chu Yuewan's expression was: "Brother Prince, I don't think this sister can hold me." ”
Chu Yongwang's expression was: "I definitely can't hold it, don't drop Yuning again." ”
"His Royal Highness the Prince, the slave is here."
Deng Shi was even more worried, and directly plugged in and hugged the early moon.
Mo Xueying's face was full of embarrassment.
Ren Shu coughed lightly twice to hide her pride.
"You wait for me~" Lou Huanhuan had just eaten and came up with his skirt.
Chu Yongwang is really not good at dealing with women, and he thought that he could get rid of at least two of them in one go, but now he hasn't thrown off any of them, and he is getting tighter and tighter.
"Miss Mo."
Chu Yongwang knew that they were all arranged by his father and the queen mother, and he was still saving face, "Yuning looks small, but she is actually a little embarrassed, so I don't embarrass you to hug her." ”
"Yes......" Mo Xueying thought that he felt sorry for herself, and lowered her head with a shy.
Ren Shu hung here for a long time, and didn't say a word to the prince, and let Jia Wuyou expose his shortcomings, holding his breath.
She was originally Miss Xiangfu, and she was second to none among the sisters of the Jingwei Academy, and she had always been arrogant, and she didn't even pay attention to some ordinary county lords.
finally got a chance to win glory for the mother clan, but who knows what kind of demons and monsters came here! It's been a long time, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hasn't even had the time to calm down and compose half a line of poetry! "Eldest sister, don't be anxious."
Ren Yuan hugged her, "Looking at it now, Mo Xueying can't get into the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”
"But that's better than not being impressed at all."
Ren Shu was indeed a little anxious.
"Eldest sister, there are some rumors about her in Lan Zhiyuan?" Ren Xiu asked.
The concubine is not qualified to enter the Jingwei Academy to study, and the two younger sisters really don't know each other, but Ren Shu is very familiar with Mo Xueying in Lan Zhiyuan on weekdays.
However, after thinking about it for a while, Ren Shu still shook her head: "I usually immerse myself in poetry, calligraphy and painting in Lan Zhiyuan, how can I have time to see what she is doing?" ”
"Haven't anyone said that?" Ren Yuan ordered her.
"I don't listen to those gossips, female Shiyan, everyone should hear every word, and they shouldn't care about other people's chores."
Ren Shu sighed as she spoke.
Humanity is that when the book is used, there is less hatred, and when the words are done badly, there is less gossip.
The two sisters-in-law are gone, and this sister-in-law has a lot of eyes, but it's a pity that she only makes it to her own family.
"There's really no hope of following her."
Ren Yuan thought to herself, "I don't have the opportunity to go out to meet outsiders on weekdays, and I will always be just a foil by her side, and I have to pick up the leftovers...... It's okay to pick it up, but she can't ask for it herself, and I guess I can't pick up gold, only stinky shit. ”
Thinking about it, Ren Yuan glanced at Mo Xueying, who was clinging to the brother and sister.
"Help me think of an idea."
Ren Shu patted her, "If I can't succeed today, don't think about how good your father will find for you in the future." ”
They were already slowly walking on the edge, and several members of the Shangshu family also followed Jia Wuyou to the front.
"Why don't you ......," Ren Yuan said, "Eldest sister, you also please the little princess?" ”
"I hate children the most."
Ren Shu rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Then what else can I do?"
Ren Yuan was unhappy and didn't say it.
Ren Xiu also honestly gave advice: "Eldest sister, don't you know how to recite poems, do you want to write a poem to His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”
"That's too deliberate."
Ren Shu also disagreed, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't write poems, I'm chanting to myself here, what's it?" Ren Yuan's eyes rolled: "I have a way, it's just ...... We were able to retreat and move forward. ”
Ren Shu immediately understood what she meant, but hesitated a little.
"Eldest sister, didn't we already inquire before we came? The road will definitely pass through the plum garden. ”
Ren Yuan pointed to the direction in which the prince and they were going, "We only need to go around the hill next to the river embankment from the trail, and we can get to the plum garden one step ahead of them. ”
Ren Shu looked at the group of people who had walked away, thinking that from this side to the plum garden, there was indeed a trail revealed by the palace maid before.
There are also reasons: Jia Wuyou opened his mouth to insult without saying anything, and the Qing is self-purifying, and it is not rare to be the princess - of course, it is not rare to pretend to be the princess - so he enjoyed the scenery in the garden by himself, who knew that the fate was not over.
"When the time comes, as soon as the prince comes, when he sees me, I will turn around and leave."
Ren Shu was very up-to-the-point, and instructed them in turn, "You tell me not to leave, and then help me suppress the words of the others, leaving only me to answer with His Royal Highness the Prince." ”
"How is Jia Wuyou going to deal with it?" Ren Xiu was still afraid of the arrogant county lord.
"She is not choosing a concubine now, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also made it clear to her, no matter how she doesn't know how to lift, she shouldn't block my way again and again."
Ren Shu pondered, "It's Mo Xueying's mouth that has to take advantage of her everywhere, and she must not be indulged." ”
"In this way," Ren Yuan hurriedly said, "I will now call the eunuch that our brother knows, and lure her away, so that she can't get to the plum garden." ”
Ren Shu was delighted: "You still have a lot of ideas." ”
The three sisters got the word right and were confident.