Chapter Forty-Nine: There are many storms in the rivers and lakes

"What's that doing?" Emperor Jinghong was confused by the ghost in front of him who was afraid of turning into a ghost in the palm of his hand.

"Joyful hairpins, because this family affair arranged by my father for me is a great joy for the establishment of the country, the peace of the country, and the marriage of daughters, therefore, not only the sons and daughters have to go to the tomb to personally present their mothers, but also want to bring their father's wishes to the mother under Jiuquan through the hairpins. ”

Jing Hong couldn't help but nodded.

He didn't expect that today's bell was no longer the willful and arrogant bell princess of the past.

This intimate matter, as my father, I don't know how many times I have discussed it with her. Every time, the bell will refuse to accept it in the name of "the mother is buried in Jinling, and the daughter needs to accompany Qingzuka and cannot marry far away".

Three days ago, I don't know if she was caught in any magic path, or if she suddenly had an epiphany, after escaping from the deep palace in plain clothes to play, the first thing she did when she came back was to report to her father, saying that she had accepted the instructions of her relatives.

Jing Hong was overjoyed, but at the same time a little suspicious. Therefore, a secret agent was specially sent to inquire about what happened that day.

However, he only received a secret report that the princess had disguised herself as a woman and fished in Tahiti that day, and that she had never disembarked from the boat except for eating, drinking, and catching big fish.

Jing Hong had to swallow all kinds of speculations in his stomach, and his face was still peaceful.

"My son has filial piety to his mother, very good, very good. Hong then said: "The hairpin charm is on the plaque of the Zhengguo Hall of Fengyun Temple in the southern suburbs, and only those who have cultivated the Zhengguo can invite it down." Father can inform the abbot of Fengyun Temple that I have promised you to go and pick up the plaque."

"Thank you, Father. "Ringing the bell and bowing neatly.

"But ......"

"Father, please speak. Seeing that his father wanted to speak and stopped, Ringing couldn't help asking.

"However, although I have promised that Wu'er can receive the order to get the hairpin, whether you get it or not depends on the depth of your personal cultivation and the amount of karma with the hairpin. “

"My father was very instructive. Erchen understood. “

Looking at the back of Princess Ringing, who was as light as a swallow, Jing Hong suddenly had a feeling: It seems that the political discussions between Princess Bell and herself today are all paving the way for her to get the hairpin.

"Hehe, you're still that bad girl, you haven't changed!" Jing Hong smiled on the spot, as if he had seen through his baby daughter again.

......

"Why did you run so far and choose such a broken inn in the southern suburbs to party?! Baoyu said.

Xue Pan looked left and right, swept away the domineering side leakage on weekdays, brave and commendable, he was suspicious, and whispered: "Brother stubble, naturally I want to find a secluded place." ”

Wei Xiaobao was not excited when he heard this, but he was worried, and the matter of moon worship has not yet been agreed by Xue Pan. No, he followed this gang of gentlemen and annoyed Princess Bell.

Making friends with these fox friends does have the name of clinging, but in fact, they pay a lot everywhere, are cautious everywhere, and are low everywhere.

In the end, it's not a good deal.

Now that he was "kidnapped" by Baoyu and coaxed to come to this wilderness, Wei Xiaobao smiled bitterly and thought: "There are many rivers and lakes, how can you not get your shoes wet?"

"Brothers, you're early. The crisp sound was not loud, but it was like a silver bottle opening that startled several young masters to stand up and shake each other.

Xiaobao also hurriedly stood up. The heart said that this is not like a stubble fight, but like a person to worship.

The little scholar put down a wine bag and rice bag made of cloth bags, as if he had to pack and take it away after he was full.

He bowed everyone in return and sat down on the throne unceremoniously.

"The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and Tahiti was offended a lot that day. "Xue Pan is a son of an official eunuch in the end, he has a degree of advance and retreat, and he knows how to bow his head.

"That's it, that's it," the little scholar picked up a cold cup of tea on the table, which was a "cow drink", and after putting down the cup, he said, "Bao Er, you are even willing to steal the best tribute tea on the tip of the ancestral tea field." Eat the ancestors and wear the ancestors, and now they steal the ancestors. ”

Baoyu was coveted for a moment, but he didn't even say that it was exactly, and he didn't reply at all.

"It's you, a bastard," the little scholar raised his orchid finger angrily, and nodded Xue Pan's forehead: "Not only did he not sympathize with Princess Lingling's tragic fate of marrying Hu Ren, but he also laughed at the princess's youthful face even more fiercely, which can only be used as diplomatic capital...... It's really infuriating! Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, but I want to see how you can make amends today?!"

Xue Pan didn't dare to raise his head, and continued to say, "The little one doesn't dare." The little ones don't dare anymore. ”

Baoyu muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you came to the stubble, why did you 'fall headlong' and come to be trained?!"

The little scholar ignored everyone's white and red faces for a while, and said: "Everyone here, if you come, you will be safe." Quickly was incorporated by me and joined my subordinates, and together they turned him upside down on the rivers and lakes. ”

Baoyu, Xue Pan, Xiaobao and others looked at each other, and before they began to make amends, they were recruited in such a few words, which really ruined the family that had been born and continued for several generations. ”

How can this be done?!