Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Edge
The two of them were left at a loss for a moment, and when they reacted, Ning Jian figured out the meaning of Ning Zhao's last words.
It is born from the same root......
Ning Jian turned to look at Ning Zhao suddenly, and looked at Wan Ting's back, his eyes shrank fiercely - even if you are a cheap billet, you dare to compare with me!
The flower-viewing banquet started immediately, Ning Lian suppressed his anger, followed his close friends, and rushed to the flower-viewing banquet first. There is a good show waiting for Ning Zhao in the back, she is not in a hurry at all!
The flower-viewing banquet of the four princesses, although it is not a big pomp, but among the ladies of the provinces, it is also incomparable.
The banquet was held on a terrace in the depths of the Imperial Garden for the royal family to enjoy the flowers, surrounded by a hundred flowers, and a large lake spread under the terrace, which is in full bloom, which is beautiful.
The daughters of the family sat down in turn, and Ning Zhao sat behind Ning Jian in a regular manner, with a steady demeanor and demeanor, a look of drooping eyes, and a head-to-head exchange of ears everywhere, greeting and compliments were incompatible, and it looked extraordinarily clean.
It was Ning Jian in front of him, surrounded by a lot of beautiful ladies, the topics ranged from clothing and makeup, to Kyoto gossip, and the appearance of all manners, if Ning Zhao wasn't close, he would have thought that they were discussing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or other esoteric knowledge.
Ning Zhao couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
These noble girls are all content with the calculations of the back house, and they are just self-righteous.
Thinking about it, Ning Zhao smiled slightly.
Isn't this the case with yourself in the previous life?
Do you think you are so important, you think you got love, you get power, you get everything you want, but in the end, you gave her a hard slap and completely killed her!
"The fourth princess has arrived!"
Just thinking about it, the singing voice of the inner attendant came, and everyone present stood up and saluted, Ning Zhao was dressed in a cloud brocade plain clothes, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd of flowers.
"See Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess!" Everyone shouted in unison.
The eyes of the four princesses fell on Ning Zhao's body unexpectedly, and then they turned to look at Ning Zhao, and the two glanced at each other and exchanged glances.
Ning Jian shook her head quietly, and the fourth princess hooked the corners of her lips, waved her sleeves, and said, "Get up!" β
"Your Royal Highness Princess Xie!"
Seeing everyone sit down again, as the host of the flower-viewing banquet, the fourth princess said: "It's rare that the wind is refreshing today, and the flowers in the garden are also blooming. β
"For today's flower viewing feast, I also carefully prepared songs and dances, and then everyone enjoyed the flowers and composed poems, accompanied by singing and dancing, and could also show and communicate with each other."
Everyone heard the words of praise and agreement, but Ning Zhao seemed to be out of the matter, indifferent.
And in the water pavilion not far from the terrace, a long figure was standing with his back to this side.
With the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, Jin Yuan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and was seriously doing a listener.
"The border war is urgent, and now the father and emperor are angry about the military horses, and the border pass is in short supply, and the palace is very worried."
The prince sat in front of the desk and said to himself: "However, due to the temporary negligence of the palace, the war was also affected, and now the palace wants to contribute, and the father does not agree!" β
Hearing this, Jin Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the prince, just in time to meet the gaze of the prince.
I only heard him ask: "I am deeply appreciated by my father, I don't know what good plan I have, would you like to give me advice?" β
When Jin Yuan heard this, he hurriedly arched his hand towards Murong Cheng and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious!" As soon as he said that Wei Chen didn't dare to take it, he had heard some news before, and he didn't know if he could help His Highness. β
"Oh?" Murong Cheng groaned, his eyes flashed, and asked, "Let's hear it." β
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Yushi was ill, and he couldn't come to the early dynasty, His Majesty took pity on Lord Yushi's old age, and he was an old minister again, and visited him in person."
Murong Cheng listened intently, and Jin Yuan continued: "I don't know what Imperial Doctor said to Your Majesty, as soon as Your Majesty returned to the palace, he summoned the Imperial Servant. β
"When the servant left the palace, Weichen happened to meet, chatting a few words, seeing that the servant was in good spirits, completely without the heavy concerns of the previous few days, presumably with the guidance of the imperial servant, the servant should have found the root knot, and within a few days, the culprit should be found out."
While speaking, Jin Yuan sat down, Murong Cheng handed him a cup of tea, Jin Yuan thanked him, and took it with both hands.
"So, that's how the matter of the military horse is settled?" Murong Cheng tapped his finger at the teacup and glanced at Jin Yuan's left arm.
Jin Yuan moved freely, and he couldn't see that he was injured at all, which was completely different from the people he sent to return to him.
"It shouldn't be too long." Jin Yuan responded with a smile.
Murong Cheng looked at him for a long time, Jin Yuan's eyes met him, still gentle and elegant, and he couldn't see the slightest flaw.
"No blame, no blame." Murong Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand, patted him on his left arm, and then grasped it, stared at Jin Yuan sincerely, and said: "I was punished by my father for this matter, and I am not the initiator, I can exchange my father's trust again!" β
"What should Hongu do?"
Murong Cheng increased the strength of his hand, and his eyes stared at Jin Yuan for a moment.
I tried to see a slight difference from his indifferent face.
However, Jin Yuan did not move, and the smile on his face became more gentle, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the emperor's appointed prince, although His Majesty is angry, he does not criticize His Highness, I think that after a while, when Your Majesty's anger is gone, I will be able to trust Your Highness again." β
"Really?" Murong Cheng looked at him for a while, then slowly withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Then accept your auspicious words, I hope that my father will be dissipated as soon as possible." β
Jin Yuan bowed slightly, and between his lowered eyes, a cold light flashed, and he saw that his right hand on his knee was already clenched into a fist.
At the same time that Jin Yuan and the others were facing each other, Ning Zhao's side was not far behind.
"Last time, I heard that Ning Er's hand was good, which made my prince and brother appreciate it very much, and it just so happens that a hundred flowers are blooming today, can Ning Er's girl make another pair, it can be regarded as a good day with beautiful scenery."
On the terrace, a group of dancing girls danced, the breeze was light, the skirts were swaying, and the beauties were swaying, which was a good scene.
Hearing this, Ning Zhao withdrew his gaze from the dancing girl, slowly got up, and replied: "The rumors are all false praises, the courtiers are clumsy, how dare they show it in front of the fourth princess." β
"Hehe......" The fourth princess covered her sleeves and chuckled, then waved her hand and said: "Second Miss Ning is too modest, the prince and brother are very knowledgeable, I can't compare, even he is called a masterpiece, how can he be clumsy?" β
After that, the fourth princess paused, then raised her eyebrows, and asked Ning Zhao: "Could it be that the second girl Ning thinks that my flower-viewing banquet is not as elegant as the poetry of the prince's protΓ©gΓ©, and she doesn't want to paint?" β
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ning Zhao together, some were curious to watch, and more were watching from the wall, waiting to see a good show.
The four princesses have all said this, and Ning Zhao is refusing, that is, giving someone a handle to take it in.
It's just a painting, and she makes it.
"If the courtiers are not talented, then they will be ugly." Ning Zhao blessed himself slightly, and walked to the center of the terrace.